I have read this book before, and it is fantastic. Roth rails against academia, against shallow political correctness, against racism, against sexism, against violence. I enjoy the main character, Silky Silk, because he works hard to create his own existence, his own identity, in a very existential fashion. Contrasted with the empty, shallow whining of his colleagues, his marginal students, Professor Silk wants to live life on his own terms. i remember the title of a biography of James Baldwin (my master's thesis) "The furious passage of james Baldwin" this book could be called the furious passage of Coleman Silk.
It was made as a movie.
It reminds me of the self righteous faculty at SRU. the shallow feminism. the smug condescension of the deans and provost and president. Go along, get along. Embrace the popular metaphors, the popular myths. Live the illusion.
But Coleman Silk wants to live life on his own terms. he is a hero. misunderstood by many, even his own children. but the alternative? to live as a black man, to survive academia as a black man in the 50's, 60's, 70's ? Would he have become a professor of classics? would he have married who he married? Silk was born into a racially obsessive culture, he was a brilliant student, gifted athlete, but he was black (or should we say light almond?) Like Thomas Jefferson's children, he decided life would be easier, and more successful, a a white man, as a middle eastern looking Jew. He could live out his potential better by passing himself off as jewish.
But jews are not immune to suffering from racism. and men in academia are also subject to being reduced as a cultural stereotype.
I was once accused of being part of a "male conspiracy" at SRU - yeah, that was one reason i retired early, what absolute bullshit. but some people thrive on the petty opportunities for grandstanding, for making accusations that make them look superior in some "goldfish bowl" way.
Coleman Silk was true to himself, as he defined himself. great book. i think Roth's best book.
It was made as a movie.
It reminds me of the self righteous faculty at SRU. the shallow feminism. the smug condescension of the deans and provost and president. Go along, get along. Embrace the popular metaphors, the popular myths. Live the illusion.
But Coleman Silk wants to live life on his own terms. he is a hero. misunderstood by many, even his own children. but the alternative? to live as a black man, to survive academia as a black man in the 50's, 60's, 70's ? Would he have become a professor of classics? would he have married who he married? Silk was born into a racially obsessive culture, he was a brilliant student, gifted athlete, but he was black (or should we say light almond?) Like Thomas Jefferson's children, he decided life would be easier, and more successful, a a white man, as a middle eastern looking Jew. He could live out his potential better by passing himself off as jewish.
But jews are not immune to suffering from racism. and men in academia are also subject to being reduced as a cultural stereotype.
I was once accused of being part of a "male conspiracy" at SRU - yeah, that was one reason i retired early, what absolute bullshit. but some people thrive on the petty opportunities for grandstanding, for making accusations that make them look superior in some "goldfish bowl" way.
Coleman Silk was true to himself, as he defined himself. great book. i think Roth's best book.
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