DANIEL FRIED
OF BOARS, RHAPSODES, AND THE USES OF CULTURALIST
ERROR
CLASSIFICATORY SYSTEMS WORK A WEIRD MAGIC upon the world. Their
enforcement of arbitrary division and homogenization is the constant work of
language: these forces have a power to trap the swarming anarchy of detail that
attention confronts everywhere. Culturally-defined schemata are as guilty of
this as any other variety, and the attempt to characterize national or ethnic
cultures as unities susceptible to summary has had a particularly troubling
history. Culturalist logic has retained a peculiar
aesthetic force since the earliest days of colonialism, and even the most
monstrous sadnesses of the drive to empire have been
obscured by the radiance of imagined structures.
Although it is not difficult for academics to move beyond over-hasty
categories—we do so at the urgings of something almost instinctual—the various
critiques performed by recent postcolonial criticism have been revelatory. Old
habits of mind have been deployed in new ways, movements of cultural force and
subversion traced and delineated, and “world literature” (if not Weltliteratur) given a reality and a bittersweet history
that one could never have suspected from the well-meant abstractions of core
classes everywhere.
The European canon is no enemy to the mainstream of such criticism, just a foil
against which the complex literary engagements of the colonial periphery are
analyzed. The civilizational frameworks that
separated the cultural globe into Manichean spheres of light and dark have been
unwoven, not to vitiate
Objects fracture along lines of weakness, both in the physical world and in the
ideational. Understanding the nature of a literary-theoretical system’s failure
allows us better to measure the weights of culture beneath which it groaned.
Systems sparkle in their alluring completeness: joint to joint, beam to beam,
spidery crystalline networks in which word links up to theme, and theme to
idea. But the real world enters easily, and as a destroying beast. If one cares
more about the beast than the system, the resulting patterns of wrack offer
welcome data.
I offer a case study in such data, drawn from the shortcomings of one
particularly well-known reading of Homer: the opening chapter of Erich Auerbach’s Mimesis.