In the past couple of weeks
I’ve become aware of a half-hour show on YouTube called The Authority by
one of my favored authors and academics, Joseph Pearce. Every week Pearce ‘introduces
you to the men and women behind history’s greatest works of literature. Come
along every week as we explore these renowned authors, the times and genres in
which they wrote, why scholars praise their writing, and how we, as Catholics,
should read and understand their works.’ – TAN Books. It’s been running for six
months now and there are thirty-one episodes; that latest has been about J. R.
R. Tolkien, an author on whom Pearce has a great expertise. The Catholicism is
not overwhelming or strained but brings another philosophical dimension that is
often overlooked by modern scholars. Anyway, it has been watching these videos
that have influenced my choice of books this month, volumes that have been
lurking around my Wish List for ages. They both arrived in the mail yesterday.
Maurice Baring Restored, Maurice
Baring (1970 Farrar Straus and Giroux, Hardback 444 pages). Stories from his
work, chosen and edited, with an introduction and commentaries by Paul Horgan.
Maurice Baring, “(27 April 1874 – 14 December 1945) was an English man
of letters, known as a dramatist, poet, novelist, translator and essayist,
and also as a travel writer and war correspondent, with particular knowledge of
Russia. During World War I, Baring served in the Intelligence Corps and Royal
Air Force.” - Wikipedia.
It was produced by Paul
Horgan “(August 1, 1903 – March 8, 1995) … an American writer of historical
fiction and non-fiction who mainly wrote about the Southwestern United States. He was the
recipient of two Pulitzer Prizes for History.” –
Wikipedia. He was himself something of a mucky-muck in his field in 1970 but has
now receded into the background as well.
If he meant to help ‘restore’
Maurice Baring to his place in history with this selection, I’m afraid it did
not set the Thames on fire. But it may yet serve as a link between the times,
though a quick glance makes me wonder if it is perhaps a selection of what
seemed significant to the Seventies and not to the ages. But we shall see. The
book itself is in remarkably good shape, which is nice, but argues that it may
not have been read much in the past half-century.
The Unmasking of Oscar Wilde, by
Joseph Pearce (2nd Edition, 2004 Ignatius Press, Hardback 412 pages)
“Vilified by fellow Victorians for his sexuality and his dandyism, Oscar Wilde,
the great poet, satirist and playwright, is hailed today, in some circles, as a
progressive sexual liberator. But this image is not how Wilde saw himself.
“Joseph Pearce’s biography
strips away pretensions to show the real man, his aspirations and desires. It
uncovers how he was broken by his prison sentence; it probes the deeper
thinking behind masterpieces such as The Picture of Dorian Gray and De
Profundis; and it traces his fascination with Catholicism through to his
eleventh-hour conversion.” – Ignatius Press.
In other words, Oscar Wilde seems
to have had his narrative appropriated by two groups, one seeing his lifelong
interest in Catholicism as a bit of hypocritical dandyism, the other as a sort
of broken shield disingenuously assumed in an effort to protect himself from
total social disgrace.
But “On July 2, 1896, Wilde
confessed remorse for the “terrible offences” he’d committed, declaring that
they were “forms of sexual madness.” He had been suffering from “the most
horrible form of erotomania”, he explained, citing the latest research in
pathological science to justify his claim. His sickness had left him “the
helpless prey of the most revolting passions”, causing him to neglect and
betray his wife and children. He lamented the “monstrous sexual perversion” and
the “sexual monomania of a terrible character” to which he had succumbed. “In
what a mire of madness I walked!” - Joseph Pearce, in The Imaginative
Conservative. So, maybe not a gay icon, no matter how he has been used?
Joseph Pearce does Wilde the
honor of not seeing these as weasel words but as true professed opinions. This seems
to be supported by Wilde’s reception into the Catholic Church shortly before
his death in 1900. He had done his ‘crimes,’ they had broken him, and he had
repented. The working out of his story, his times, and his literary connections should make an interesting stew, and whether Pearce can support his claims an involving debate.
Opening the book, I find
that it is signed by Joseph Pearce himself, inscribed “23rd September
2006 / For Robert and Mary Roby / Keep the Faith! / Joseph Pearce”. Thus it
joins my unintentional collection of author’s autographs.
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