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[title] => THOMAS MANN: LIVING TO WRITE not WRITING TO LIVE
[time] => 2015-02-01 01:52:12
[hometext] => This is a prose-poem dedicated to the writer Thomas Mann
[bodytext] => Part 1: During the years 1999 to 2005, I retired by stages after a 50 year student-working life from: FT, PT and casual/volunteer work. It was an early retirement at the age of 55. I had come to find the demands of job and family, Baha'i community and society in general with their 60 to 80 hour weeks of nose-to-the-grindstone stuff more than I could cope with. I remember, in the last months of employment taking monthly shots of testosterone. The decline in testosterone levels that occurs by aging is sometimes called "andropause" in men, as a comparison to the decline in estrogen that comes with menopause in women In the first years of my sea-change, as an early retirement is sometimes called, I also went on a new cocktail of medications for my bipolar disorder and this added to my sense of well-being and gave me better sleeping patterns. I found that I was able to watch a marvellous range of educational and visual material on TV for, perhaps, two hours a day. I had drawn on TV, video and film resources as stimulus in my work as a community and classroom teacher, adult educator, tutor and lecturer in the years 1967 to 2003; I had watched my share of TV and cinema in the years 1948 to 1967 as a child, adolescent and young adult in that first generation, 1950 to 1970, to be able to enjoy both mediums. One docudrama I watched in 2007, just as I was about to go on two old-age pensions at the age of 65, was made by a German television director Heinrich Breloer: The Manns: Novel of a Century. It was aired on German television in 2001. It is the saga of an extraordinary family that stamped Germany, its culture and its era like no other. Six hours of viewing, it examined the history of Germany’s most celebrated literary family: the Manns. This program made its TV debut in Australia in 2007 in the early years (60-65) of my late adulthood as human development theorists define the years 60 to 80. Part 2: Thomas Mann, his writing and his career have interested me since I first come across his diaries in the 1990s while still a teacher in Western Australia. Mann's diaries, unsealed in 1975, tell of his struggles with his bisexuality, and they came into my reading when I was teaching English literature to matriculation students in the city of Perth. Like many subjects that came across my desk and my reading as a student, as a teacher and as a member of society living through the tempestuous decades from the 1960s through the 1990s, my study of the life and writing of Thomas Man had to go on hold. This man had to be put in the pending, impending, in the “to be examined later in life” category. This TV mini-series-docudrama, renewed, awakened and enhanced my interest, precipitated and refreshed my curiosity, about a life that was “a striking example of the repeated puberty characteristic of genius.”1 These were the words of the great philosopher Goethe. In literary technique as well as in the work of the rational faculty, Mann experienced a richness, a daring and a purely intellectual excitement to a greater depth and with much more significance than has been generally realized. Mann’s work continues to be examined and reread, as though the key to it remains in some furtive, cloaked part of his dark and exotic psychosexual being. ‘It is as well,’ Mann wrote in Death in Venice, ‘that the world knows only a fine piece of work and not its origins.’ The ability to entertain conflicting points of view, essential for a novelist, rendered him incapable of personal intimacy or loyalty so wrote one reviewer.2 Part 3: Thomas Mann wrote about death obsessively; his son Klaus allowed the aura of death to enter his own spirit. As early as 1932 Klaus wrote in his diary that he had thought about suicide. In February 1933 he wrote: ‘In the mornings, nothing but the wish to die. When I calculate what I have to lose, it seems negligible. No chance of a really happy relationship. Probably no chance of literary fame in the near future . . . Death can only be regarded as deliverance.’3 I took an interest in this due to my own dance with the topic of death that seems to have been linked to my bipolar disorder.--Ron Price with appreciation to 1Henry Hatfield in Thomas Mann, New Directions, 1962(1951); 2 Theodore Ziolkowski's review of Thomas Mann: A Biography, Ronald Hayman, Illustrated, 700 pages, NY, 1995, and 3 “I Could Sleep with All of Them,” Colm Tóibín, a review of In the Shadow of the Magic Mountain: The Erika and Klaus Mann Story by Andrea Weiss in the London Review of Books, 6 November 2008. Part 4: Even with my well-developed, highly enhanced skepticism which nearly fifty-years of television watching1 & seventy years of living has produced in the application of my rational faculty to life's complexities...... Even though I am more than a little aware of the fundamental difference between: stage, printed page and TV, all of which have some unmistakable politico-social & potentially distorting point of view arranged for an audience; Even though I knew little about this figure:2 his diaries, his novels, his letters, his life, his eloquent and outstanding humanism, his courageous espousal of democracy, his transcription of the raw materials of his experience & personal history into form, his literary and autobiographical writings as novels, his utter-productive absorption in self and society, his observational skills, his transcription of the dull, the quotidian aspects of existence with a clarity and his pitiless gaze, his relentless reporting as well as invention anchoring his imagination and his discomfort in the soil of fact & fiction, his very living to write, not writing to live........3 In spite of all of this—my interest was piqued about a man who wrote three pages every day, who read ravenously, who sought harmony among the peoples of the world, who tried to express the tenderness, beauty and the profundity of life; who strove to create an inner unity out of all his creative powers in the great experiment that is existence itself.4 He was, indeed, a world citizen, an heir to Goethe, Heine and Kant whose writing was a type of autobiography so different than my own, and who knew he was a writer when he was still young; whereas I had to wait by a series of steps & phases, degrees & epochs for the last decade of my middle-age & my late adulthood as 1 of the models of human development used by psychologists call the years from 60 to 80 in the human lifespan!! You were, like me, far removed from the political agitation and distraction of the times, and you faced yourself and your humanity by concentrating on your work contributing, as I do, to the causes you held dear until your death in 1955 when my childhood was ending, as my life's adolescence just about to begin with its controlled post-puberal eroticism. 5 1 1950-1957, and 1977 to 2015 2 The German writer Thomas Mann 3 Peter Gay, “A Life of Thomas Mann,” a review of Thomas Mann: The Making of an Artist by Richard Winston, A.A. Knopf, NY, 300 pages, in The New York Times, 3 January 1982. 4 Associated Press, “Thomas Mann Dies At 80,” 13 August 1956 in The New York Times On The Web. 5 In 1955 I was just 11 years old, at the start of my adolescent baseball and hockey careers as well as my pre-puberal eroticism. At the age of 12 I kissed my first girl. Ron Price 19/8/’08 to 30/1/’15. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- THE RIGHT MOMENT On May 3rd 1937 Time Magazine reported the following item: “Last fortnight in Manhattan Dr. Thomas Mann, the greatest of exiled German writers, finally spoke out against the Nazi regime in Germany. The right moment had come at last. Mann started his 12-day visit to the U. S. by striking back with a stinging denunciation of Nazi censorship; he carried on his attack with lectures, mass meetings, an impressive barrage of speeches and statements. Dr. Mann's most telling blast was in his pamphlet, An Exchange of Letters, which critics recognized as belonging to a history of classic literary rebukes, in this case a rebuke of German universities for not opposing Nazism-Ron Price with thanks to Time Magazine, Monday, May 3, 1937. The same week that Time Magazine’s article on Mann appeared, Shoghi Effendi sent a cablegram to the 1937 National Convention of the Baha’is of the United States and Canada informing them of the gift conferred upon them by ‘Abdu’l-Bahá twenty years before in the Tablets of the Divine Plan. That gift was to “prosecute uninterruptedly” the teaching campaign inaugurated at the Convention the week before. Shoghi Effendi advised the Convention to extend their sessions in order to formulate a feasible Seven Year Plan. -Ron Price with thanks to Shoghi Effendi, Messages To America: 1932-1946, Wilmette, 1947, p.9. The time had indeed arrived to speak out for you and they had done much speaking out already in different ways as bidden by those mysterious dispensations of artistic and spiritual providence which seem to affect some people more than others like a call of destiny which inhabits some souls, but not others. Could we and they take sober stock of ourselves and gird up our loins for the endeavours ahead? Well, we did and they did and the Plan was completed, the war was prosecuted and the victory was won, the preliminary task was accomplished to enable my rising generation to labour to fulfil destiny in the century ahead.1 1 Shoghi Effendi, Messages To America: 1932-1946, Wilmette, 1947, p.13. Ron Price 17/4/'07 to 30/1/'15. -------------------------------------------- [comments] => 0 [counter] => 133 [topic] => 55 [informant] => Bahaichap [notes] => Moderator note: Just an FYI: Bahaichap, do not quote copyrighted works within the context of your poems. Thank you, Moderator_18 Feb 1, 2015 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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