Something Of Value

Book II-2

by

R.E. Prindle

Edgar Rice Burroughs, Evolution And Religion

Your world is out of step in the planetary procession.

– Book Of Urantia

     The melting of the ice caps threw the evolutionary world out of equilibrium.  As the peoples fled, who can now be called Libyans, they bumped into populations settled in what were formerly the highlands.  In Egypt this caused a confrontation with the Upper Egyptians that may have lasted a couple millennia or more until the Libyans of Lower Egypt were conquered by the Upper Egyptians uniting the Two Lands.

     No one knows what took place on Crete which may already have been part of the Basin civilization while it is possible that the Cretans spread the Basin civilization to Pelasgia on the mainland.

     Probably North Africa including Egypt and Crete received the bulk of the emigrants.  Smaller numbers unable to hold their own obviously settled in the Levant and adjacent areas.  The wonderful temples of Catul Huyuk dated to 6500 B.C. must have been built by the fleeing Libyans.  These settlements may have later been overwhelmed by their savage neighbors.  A group may have reached present day Hungary since this area seems to have been a hotbed of intelligence.  Laurence Gardner in his interesting series of books believes writing originated there from whence migrants carried the knowledge to Sumer about- -4000.  Might be true, timeframe is possible.

     We tend to see such occurrences as History outside Darwinian evolution.  Viewed from a perspective of Darwinian evolution what we have here is a clash of sub-species.  Darwin poses this problem in his ‘Origin of Species.’

         As the species of the same genus usually have, but by no means invariably, much similarity in habits and constitution, and always in structure, the struggle will generally be more severe between them, if they come into competition with each other, than between species of distant genera.  We see this in the recent extension over parts of the United States of one species of swallow having caused the decrease of another species.  The recent increase of the missal-thrush in parts of Scotland has caused the decrease of the song-thrush.  How frequently we hear of one species of rat taking the place of another species under the most different climates.  In Russia the small Asiatic cockroach has everywhere driven before it its great congener.  In Australia the imported hive bee is rapidly exterminating the small, stingless native bee.  One species of charlock has been known to supplant another species; and so in other cases.  We can dimly see why the competition should be most severe between allied forms, which fill nearly the same place in the economy of nature; but probably in no one case could we precisely say why one species has been victorious over another in the great battle of life.

          With Homo Sapiens we will be able to see precisely why.  The discussion I make will not be based on morality but on the exigencies of the battle of life.  The sub-species of Homo Sapiens are part of the natural order engaged in the struggle for survival and not outside it.  Altruistic ideas about the brotherhood of man are all very well but such ideas can be interpreted in different ways.  For instance one might argue that we will all be brothers when all are Moslems; or, we will all be brothers when under Chinese hegemony.  But it is doubtful that very many but the totally naive believe we are all brothers as things stand.

     Many peoples who have existed no longer have an existence and it is certain that in the not too distant future many others are going to become as extinct as the legendary Dodo bird.  That’s why people talk about being dumb as a Dodo, you Dodo, etc.  So no sentimentality here.

     The initial clash came between the Semites and the Sumerians.  While the origin of the Sumerians is in doubt, as they had a proto-scientific civilization they were not Semites.  However as they built up their civilization creating something from, as it were, nothing, envy will draw attention.  The Semites of the desert attracted by this glittering something which far exceeded their own thinking began to infiltrate Sumeria.

     As Darwin put it:  How frequently we hear of one species of rat taking the place of another…  The Sumerians chose to be tolerant with a people who are by nature intolerant.  By the year -2000 or the beginning of the Age Of Aries the Semites had overrun and displaced the Sumerians.  Sumerian institutions which had great allure for the Semites were not abandoned or destroyed but the Semites gutted the forms of their scientific content replacing it with their own brand of stasis.

     At the Dawning of Aries according to Genesis a conflict arose between the Terachites and the Mesopotamians over the nature of God.  It will be remembered that the transition of the Ages between Taurus and Aries in Greece saw the replacement of Cronus by Zeus.  In Greek mythology this was represented as the battle between Zeus and the Titans.  In Sumerian mythology it was represented by the killing of the Bull of Heaven by Gilgamesh and Enkidu.  Having succeeded in their heroic task the haunch of Taurus was made a constellation over the North Pole.  In other words a remnant of the previous Age.

     The Lugal Banda assumed the reins from the fourth king after the Flood.  Now, we are led to believe that the Terachites under their Astrological genius Abram objected to the notion of Ages.  Abram insisted that there was one god who was eternal.  As the Old Order would not give on this point we are told that the overriding genius Abram and the Terachites were caused to flee for their lives.  They wisely did, however they kept this idea alive for two thousand years becoming an ever greater cause of disturbance during the transit from Aries to Pisces.

     Thus, one may say the battle was joined between the Astrological Religion and Semitic religious ideas.  This battle is central to understanding world history.  We will see a refinement of the Jewish position when Mohammed formulated his own even sillier religion.

     Let us take a moment to examine the Semitic position.  The question is not one of Jews and Arabs as the two are parts of the same stock, but that of Semites.  The religions of Judaism and the Moslemism that Mohammed formulated are quite close.  They both give their people preeminence amongst the peoples of the world and they both take an adamant position against change.  The Jews wish to make their god sole and eternal while the Moslems hope to stop time and change by declaring Mohammed the last prophet and his word the last word.  Vain hopes!

     Now, in the seventh century the Moslems burst from the desert overrunning large areas of North Africa and Asia forcing their religion on the subject peoples.  Some people, Bernard Lewis for one, fancy that this rule was liberal but that something went wrong a couple centuries later.  Nothing went wrong from the Semitic point of view, everything went right.  It merely took them that long to suppress the scientific and intellectual vitality of the subject peoples.  The story was the same as in Sumer.  Once in control they suppressed science and knowledge in favor of their projection of Allah or his early formulation as the god of stasis.

     Edgar Rice Burroughs recognized this in a passage of Tarzan Of The Apes that has not gotten the attention it deserves.  Archimedes Q. Porter and Mr. Philander are walking down the beach apparently discussing the Alhambra and the Moors in Spain.  Philander’s was a stock argument still current in my childhood and apparently still current with scholars of the stripe of Bernard Lewis.

     Samuel T. Philander is speaking:

          ‘But, my dear professor,’ he was saying, ‘I still maintain that but for the victories of Ferdinand and Isabella over the fifteenth century Moors in Spain the world would be to-day a thousand years in advance of where we now find ourselves.’

     ‘The Moors were essentially a tolerant, broad minded, liberal race of agriculturists, artisans and merchants- the very type of people that has made possible such civilization as we find in America and Europe- while the Spaniards-‘

     ‘Tut, tut, Mr. Philander,’ interrupted Professor Porter, ‘their religion positively precluded the possibilities you suggest.  Moslemism was, is, and always will be a blight on that scientific progress which has marked…

         Before 9/11 a reader might have skimmed over that passage without a remark but the Twin Towers have given it a new significance.  Burroughs presciently put his finger on the Moslem problem that is its antipathy to science; to that knowledge that contradicts the word of Allah as imparted to Mohammed sitting on a rock baking in the hot desert sun.

     Mr. Philander voices the received wisdom of society as it existed down to my childhood while if Mr. Bernard Lewis and  his ‘something went wrong’ is representative of the present is still current today.

     Burroughs through the mouth of Professor Porter boldly contradicts the almost universal opinion.  Furthermore he is right as events have amply proven.  ‘Moslemism was, is and always will be a blight on…scientific progress.’

     Moslemism per se is a tool of the Semites in their bid for universal dominion as per Darwin.  The Semite ever was and always will be opposed to any science that denies him that role.  The Science of Bruce Lahn and genetics have driven that last nail in the Semitic coffin.

     The Semite then as now seeks to arrest the development of knowledge and intelligence keeping things perpetually in stasis.

     When Sigmund Freud gave us  Group Psychology And The Analysis Of The Ego the  coupling of the two states means that there is a group ego and that it can be analyzed.  A group, any group, has its objectives and goals for which it creates an agenda it follows.  The Semites as a whole, both Jews, Arabs and others form a psychological group with objectives and goals.  Therefore their group psychology can be analyzed.

     Their methods and ways and means can be analyzed.  As Freud indicates, such an analysis does not constitute bigotry or ‘hate.’  It is just scholarship.  I didn’t mean to interrupt my narrative but I felt it was time to clear the air on that issue especially in light of what is happening to Mr. Le Pen in France.

     Now, the Semite has a fear of being overwhelmed by numbers and being relegated to the dust bin of history.  They wish preeminence.  They realize wishful thinking won’t obtain it for them.  It takes action.  The year -2000 is when that action began in earnest.

     First the Semites overran Sumer subordinating the people and its culture to Semitic ideals of Stasis.

     I personally do not believe the Jewish account in Genesis.  I believe that the Hebrews, as their Northwest Semitic dialect indicates, were located far to the West and North before they descended on Palestine.  The whole of the first eleven books of Genesis must have been concocted from Mesopotamian records studied during the captivity after -586.

     So I will not consider a Jewish influence before the final invasion of Palestine c. -1200.

     After the investing of Sumer and the acquisition of Mesopotamia conflicts between the sub-species became more frequent.  In the Darwinian sense the sub-special  contest  for dominance had begun.  As Darwin stated:  ‘We can see…why competition should be most severe between allied forms, which fill nearly the same place in the economy of nature…’

     First Pharaoh toured the East disturbing the peoples, then the Hittites and Greeks entered civilization.  The Asians countered by invading the Delta which was a long occupation before they were driven out.

     The contest between the Semites and Egyptians was between HSII and the Semites.  That of the Hittites was between the Semites and HS III.  That of the Greeks between HSII  and HS III and then as the Greeks and Semites clashed moving in the opposite direction between HS III and Semites.

     As Greek legend tells it, the Semitic king, Agenor, had three sons (read surplus population)  which he sent to populate new areas.  One went to Cilicia in Asia Minor, another went to Crete while the third, Cadmus settled at Thebes in mainland Greece.  This provoked a major war to eject them.  Just before the assault on Troy the Argives waged a two generation war to eject the Semites, or sub-species competitors, that was commemorated in the legend of the Seven Against Thebes.  Sarpedon, the son of Agenor, was also expelled from Crete returning to the mainland.

     Subsequent to Troy the Greeks invaded and occupied the Anatolian littoral also occupying Crete and Cypress.  The Aegean became an HSIII lake.  

     The Semites meanwhile threw out colonies from Phoenicia from whence came Agenor.  The most famous was the Semitic power of Carthage which was to come into conflict with both Greeks and HSII Romans.  The Semitic Assyrians who had become the paramount power in Asia found the strength to smash Egypt which terminated that ancient HSII nation as a power.  The Assyrians and  Babylonians were in their turn brought low by the HSIII Persians who seemed to have been or were assimilated by the Semitic culture.

     Then the Macedonians organized a terrific military campaign under Alexander and his HSIII Greeks and Macedonians overran the entire Eastern Mediterranean.  Alexander died at the end of the conquest which broke theEast into three Hellenic kingdoms.  A Macedonian, a Greek kingdom, the kingdom of the Seleucids in Asia and the kingdom of Ptolemy in Egypt.  For the moment than the HSIII were dominant.

     The Hellenic culture was so attractive that the majority had no problem adapting to it.  The Semites seemed pleased to act HSIII.  Then, as Bernard Lewis might say, ‘Something went wrong.’  As might be expected there were Semitic dissenters.

     Chief among these were the Jews.  The Jews since their alleged expulsion from Ur had been active.  Colonies of Jews had been established in all the major cities which transferred the struggle from the military to the religious sphere.  Unlike today, at that time the Jews were active proselytizers.

     They set themselves up as a quasi-empire in Jerusalem not unlike the later Roman Catholic Church based in Rome, in fact as the Roman Catholic Church is quasi-Semitic, Jerusalem probably served as the model.  Tithes flowed from every part of the Mediterranean into the coffers at Jerusalem just as they later would to Medieval Rome.

     The Jews fought the Seleucids to a standstill but then the really Big Boys entered the picture.  The Romans had already disposed of the Semitic Carthaginians but now the Semitic Jews established colonies everywhere in the Empire including Rome itself.  The chief authority for this period is the Jewish traitor Josephus.  Burroughs had a copy of the works in his library.

     So as the Age of Aries drew to a close the Mediterranean was under the military domination of the HSII Romans while the cultural  and religious sphere was dominated by HSIII Greeks and Semitic Jews.

     Just as the transition from the Taurean Age to the Arien Age was fraught with wars so now the transition from Aries to Pisces was blighted by a major conflict between HSII, HSIII and the Semites.  As you may note the transition between Pisces and Aquarius is being fraught with a major war between the Semites and the rest of the world.

     Much of the nonsense of the Jewish War can be explained by the notion that the Astrological Age change was the literal end of the world.  When Jesus spoke of the end times he wasn’t being vague, he meant right then.  The Jews on Masada could never have killed themselves if they hadn’t believed that they were going to rise up within the next few days and come into their inheritance.  Poor deluded people, their successors probably won’t make that mistake again.

     The terrific war with unbelievable bloodshed continued from 66 BC to 135 AD when with the defeat of Bar Kochba the Jews threw in the towel.  Peace is just war conducted by other means as the famous General said.

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     The Semitic Jews were defeated decisively in 135 AD.  However the Kingdom of Heaven remained unconquered.  The Jews had been proselytizing the Mediterranean world for centuries and not without success but it was slow work while having its limits.  For too many people circumcision and the absurd dietary laws were an insuperable obstacle.  Enter Saul/Paul to the rescue.  There is no reason to take any of the legend of Paul too seriously.  Stories like his are mere hagiography.

     Suffice it to say that he discovered a way to turn the discredited Jewish messiah to account.  Rather than making him the savior of the Jews he made him the savior of the world discarding the objectionable circumcision and the laughable dietary laws.  Paul may have been a bigot but he wasn’t stupid.

     What the Jews couldn’t accomplish on their own the hybrid Gentile-Jewish religion of Christianity did.  The Semitic mentality was grafted unto the Gentile.  Christianity was therefore repressive and bigoted.  It is no accident that Freud made repression a centerpiece of his dogma.

     Within only a couple centuries ‘something went wrong’ as Bernard Lewis would put it.  Absolute Catholic orthodoxy was imposed which allowed for no further discussion or speculation.  Anyone who questioned the central authority was run to earth and murdered, ‘exposed’ as a heretic and discountenanced in every way.  It is interesting that Hitler is condemned for bookburning when these Semito-Catholics destroyed the greatest repository of ancient learning in a magnificent bonfire at the library in Alexandria.  I doubt if any greater crime has ever been committed and that includes the so-called holocaust.

     Thus just as in Sumer, when learning was crushed, everything was going right for the Semites.  If Bernard Lewis weren’t a Semite he might see things somewhat differently.

     The Semito-Catholics were still wrestling with stubborn dissidents when the ‘last of the prophets’ sat down on his rock amidst the burning sands to dictate his little notes and thoughts.  Mohammed could neither read nor write.  He still thought he could talk to God.  God most have thought it was an amusing conversation.  He’s probably still laughing.

     The ‘brotherhood of man’ sure as heck isn’t.

     I’m sure that Mohammed surveyed the scene, listened to the talk in the cafes, Semites complaining of how the nasty Gentiles prevented them from realizing the sovereignty of the world and how they had almost captured the whole ball of wax when by some dirty tricks they were defeated by the Romans.  With a level playing field, you know, they would have won.

     Undoubtedly they laughed because the stupid goyim were actually practicing Semitic religion and didn’t know it.

     Judging from the results Mohammed thought that what the Jews lacked to realize the Semitic dream was a sufficient military arm to convert the goyim by force.  The man did create an ideological force that when joined to the Arab military force was able to overrun North Africa, Persia and the Asian interior as well as parts of Asian Byzantium.  By the end of the  +eighth century the Moorish auxiliaries of the Arabs occupied Spain.  So as this period ended the Semite sub-species in the Darwinian sense had imposed themselves on much of HSII, part of HSIII and large goegraphic areas controlled by the Mongolids.  They were doing as well as those swallows would in the United States.

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 Brief Interlude

      …presumptuous attempts to conquer the outer world of appearances by the inner world of wishful thinking.

-S. Freud.  Letter to Arnold Zweig 5/8/32 as quoted by Max Schur:  Freud:  Living and Dying.

     Time now for a little recapitulation, reflection and analysis.  Regardless of that endlessly repeated dogma that no system of thought is better than another, everything is relative; noting is good or bad but thinking makes it so, etc. there are some signal differences between the Astrological Religion and the Semitic Religion; the latter stultifies while the former liberates into a glorious freedom.  Which would you rather be, a stupid slave or an intelligent free man?  Judging from all the chat about freedom we hear I’m going to assume your answer rather than wait for it.  Free and intelligent, right?

     Freud hit the nail on the head in the above quote.  The Astrological Religion accepts the world of appearances and attempts to adjust to them, hence it has a scientific outlook.  Astrology is based on a mistaken apprehension of reality which is why on the intellectual level it is no longer taken seriously.  However the Astrolgical theory is based on a great many correct astronomical facts.  Astro in both words refers to the stars.  I’m sure the ancients would have expressed their hard won knowledge differently if they had had more accurate facts.  It is all very well to sneer at Astrology as stupid but Astrology is not stupid.  It is merely mistaken.  Determining the Great Year is a tremendous discovery made by people who couldn’t read while having mastered the barest rudiments of language.  Do not sneer at your ancestors; they can still tell you a thing or two.

     Furthermore by dividing the Great Year into Ages they left room for the evolution of intelligence.  If you study the transits carefully you will see that at each transit a revolution was necessary for the new age to come into existence.  Thus our genius ancestors made certain that mankind would never stultify itself by being unable to grow.

     Now compare this freedom loving program with that of the Semites with whom we are now contending for supremacy or, in Darwinian terms, survival as a species.

     Beginning with the failed Semito-Jewish revolt at the beginning of the Age of Aries the Semitic doctrine has been opposed to any change.  Their god is ‘eternal’ and unchanging.  The Jews created a psychological projection based on their ‘inner world of wishful thinking’ as defined by their compatriot Sigmund Freud.  Thus the Semitic religion is closed to innovation.   There is no consideration of the world of appearances.  The Jewish god, Yahvey must be offensive to any thinking person.  Nor can the Jews dismiss criticism as ‘oh, that’s anti-Semitism.’  That’s one interpretation, another is why should anyone be stultified by a religion that promises nothing to anyone who is not by blood a Semite?

     Think that over now, fellas.

     The same is true of the Arab god, Allah.  Allah is not even a projection of the Arab people being only the psychological projection of the inner world of wishful thinking of a demented Mohammed.

      My god, man.

     As with the Jews and their Eternal Yahvey Mohammed creates his own eternal god to supplant that of the Jews and then declares himself the final prophet beyond whom no further speculation is permitted.  Mohammed wants to stop history in its tracks.  Mohammed had probably never heard of science.  As Edgar Rice Burroughs pointed out science never shows up in Mohammed’s doctrine.

     Mohammed was able to stultify his own people and a very large percentage of mankind.  Bernard Lewis is mystified about ‘what went wrong?’  I’m mystified by Bernard Lewis.

     Religious speculation did go on in the West while Moslem children bobbed and weaved ‘studying’ the worthless psychological projecton of Mohammed’s called the Koran.  Here’s a guy who learned to fool all the people all the time.

     The West produced a wonderful succession of speculators working against the ever vigilant Semito-Catholic Church.  Paracelsus, Meister Eckehardt, Jacob Boehm, Emmanuel Swedenborg, the nineteenth century Spiritualists including the incredible Madame Helena Blavatsky.  Arising from all these is an astounding organization dating from 1955 in Chicago called Urantia.

     Check this out:  The Book Of Urantia claims his paper was presented by:

          …a divine counselor, a member of the group of celestial personalities assigned by the Ancient of Days on Uversa, the headquarters of the seventh superuniverse, to supervise those portions of these forthcoming revelations which have to do with affairs beyond the borders of the local universe of Nebadon.  I am commissioned to announce these papers portraying the nature and attributes of God because I represent the highest source of information available for such a purpose on any inhabited world.  I have served as a Divine Counselor in all seven of the superuniverses and have long resided at the Paradise center of all things.  Many times have I enjoyed the supreme pleasure of a sojourn in the immediate personal presence of the Universal Father.  I portray the reality and truth of the Father’s nature and attributes with unchallengable authority;  I know whereof I speak.

          The writer wisely pefers anonymity to revealing his ‘earthly’ identity.  Makes you smile doesn’t it?  Yet that writer in his Book of Urantia is intelligent and well read.  Much more so than Moses or Mohammed but you refuse to believe his claims and rightly so.  But then why do you give credence to the equally laughable Moses and Mohammed.  Just because they lived a couple thousand years ago?

     How can you accept the psychological projections of Yahveh and Allah as ‘real’ when you would laugh at anyone who believed Bran Stoker’s psychological projection  of Dracula was real.  Or, if you think Yahveh and Allah are real why should you not think that Edgar Rice Burroughs’ psychological projection of Tarzan the Jungle God is not real?

     Tarzan has as much reason to claim to be an extension of Dionysus as Jesus of nazareth.  Now that the Age of Aquarius is dawning why shouldn’t this exemplar of Dionysus be the religious archetype of the Age of Aquarius and Edgar Rice Burroughs his prophet?

     Tarzan’s world is based on scientific conceptions and their developments thus there is room to grow.  Rather than being reserved for the so-called elect of God which excludes those of us who are not Semites any of us can aspire to be as Tarzan- a healthy mind in a healthy body.  If you want to be a hulk, with application you can turn yourself into one.  We can be men like gods if we elect or we can be stultified cretins if we follow the Semitic path.

     The Age of Aquarius will be ruled by the more free masculine side of Dionysus as the Age of Pisces was ruled by the gentle, loving feminine side of Dionysus.  Tarzan as a psychological projection for us all is a perfect specimen; he is master of both his conscious and sub-conscious minds as well as master of his environment.  Thus he moves freely in the world of  appearances while being in control of his inner world of wishful thinking.

     Tarzan is God and Edgar Rice Burroughs is his prophet.  Move over Mohammed.

     Is that any less believable than Allah is God and Mohammed is his prophet?

     Think about it.

     The next section should take us to the marriage of Burroughs and Emma.

Tarzan The Untamed

January 3, 2008

Themes And Variations

The Tarzan Novels Of Edgar Rice Burroughs

#7 Tarzan The Untamed

By

R.E. Prindle

 

Edgar Rice Burroughs seems to be searching for his sexual identity in Tarzan The Untamed. The untamed may refer to the notion that he may be married but Emma has not domesticated the roaring Lion Man.

On my first reading of the novel I merely picked up the surface story, that, to tell the truth, I don’t find very interesting perhaps even implausible and ridiculous. On the second and third readings however the story behind the story, ERB’s psychological dilemma begins to emerge coloring the story with interest.

The story even begins to assume a certain beauty, a poetic shimmer, that takes form as you stare into it. I began to relate Untamed to other novels and stories, that seemed to me to be related and partake of the same dilemma. I don’t know that I can successfully relate them to Untamed but I’ll give it a shot.

For the last few years shifting around in the back of my mind have been the tales of E.T.A. Hoffman. Just a moment ago as I write this I finished another tale of the German romantics, a charming story that I recommend highly, Undine, by Friedrich de la Motte-Fouque. And finally although this may be difficult to see Fyodor Dostoievsky’s Crime and Punishment.

Untamed begins with the murder of Jane, Burroughs aspect of female sexuality, and Tarzan’s killing of the panther or his emasculated sexuality that manifests itself as a homosexual latency.

One then is led to believe that by killing sexual desire Tarzan or ERB believes that he has eliminated the troubling sexual ambivalence of his character. Yet, just a few pages on they flicker to life again in the character of the putative German spy Bertha Kircher. Tarzan first sees Kircher as a woman in the German camp so grasping at the obvious he assumes that she is a German spy. He doesn’t realize and we won’t be told until the end of the story that she is a double agent. In reality she is an English spy posing as a German spy. There’s a complexity there that eludes me at the moment.

She is thus introduced to Tarzan as a woman. The next time he sees her is as a man disguised as a British agent in the English camp. He doesn’t recognize her although he know he has seen him somewhere before. Thus the old sexual ambivalence resurfaces. In what seems to be your standard adventure story delicate psychological nuances begin to flicker around the action story like St. Elmo’s Fire. No matter what the surface story is about the secondary story is about something else.

La Motte Fouque in his Undine also addresses the problem of a man faced with a sexual dilemma that lies within. The path is clear for the hero, Huldbrand, it is only his own weakness that creates the problem for him. In Huldbrand’s case his decision is between two women amidst elemental forces of nature that contrast with the elemental human nature. Undine is a story of astonishing beauty that I can only slaughter in interpreting . I highly recommend you read it. For those deeply into fantasy you will find Undine as fantastic as anything you have ever read; for those into myth and fairytale it is a masterpiece of the kind. Anyone who reads around in this area will have heard it mentioned. I have known of the title for many years but recently in my researches into H.G. Wells it was mentioned that Undine was a favorite of his. I thought it necessary background so I added this gorgeous story to my memory stacks. I should have waited so long; it is a superb Anima-Animus story.

In the December 14th ERBzine George McWhorter provided a list of a few post-WWII books that ERB read. As ERB titles the list, a few of the books he has read, and the list is astonishingly long from a few one can only guess that ERB’s full list must have a couple hundred or more. As reading was a lifelong habit for him and if he consumed titles at that voracious pace then it is truly difficult to guess how many books he read from, say, 1888 to 1910 just before he began writing. Of course his potential list to select from before 1910 was much shorter than ours is today. Titles as obscure today as Undine were relatively well known then. I may be wrong but I pick up hints of Crime and Punishment in ERB’s corpus from time to time. Certainly by his WWII list he had crime on his mind.

We do know that the stories that disappeared into his capacious mind from the period before 1910 gestated for decades in the back of his mind finally finding expression thirty or forty years later. I’m thinking of George W.M. Reynold’s Mysteries Of The Court Of London that burst forth in the 1938 version of The Lad And The Lion. So while I can’t say for certain that ERB read these three authors there is a certain wistfulness and fairy tale quality to the story of Tarzan, Bertha Kircher and Harold Percy Smith-Oldwick that reminds one of the three authors that I have mixed up with Untamed.

So, a woman named Bertalda sends the knight Huldbrand into the elemental forest to prove his love for her. Thus Huldbrand goes to a destiny he never imagined. In the sense of C.G. Jung’s collective unconscious which as I interpret as a set of symbols common to the Western mind, Burroughs also sends Tarzan and his two sexual identities into the elemental jungles of Africa.

La Motte-Fouque invents the water spirit Kuhleborn to forward the action. The presence of so much water indicates that the action takes place in the subconscious of Huldbrand.

Water plays a very different role in Burroughs’ story. In his tale Tarzan braves a watered land to traverse eight very deep and steep ravines that become progressively drier until in the last he almost dies of thirst. As Burroughs’ story covers the four years in his life from late 1914 until mid-1919 one may assume that he had eight bouts of progressively severe depression the eighth and last occurring as he writes his story.

On the other side of the last canyon the well watered jungle begins again. Thus the main story of Tarzan, Bertha and Smith-Oldwick takes place on the edges of the forest and a meadow.

In La Motte-Fouque’s story the elements had set up the conflict from the beginning. As we are told Kuhleborn stole the baby Bertalda away from her parents in an apparent drowning.  He then restored a child to the bereaved parents with the child Undine who was actually a water sprite. Bertalda was left by the side of the road where a noble couple found and adopted her. She is the lost daughter of the now aged couple of Undine’s adoptive parents to which Kuhleborn now leads Huldbrand.

Undine’s parents live on an isolated peninsula. As soon as the storm drives Huldbrand to the peninsula the elemental Kuhleborn in the form of a raging torrent turns the peninsula into an island from which there is no escaping. Huldbrand and Undine are thus thrown together. Elemental spirits have no souls. This notion would certainly have had great appeal for Burroughs for whom men without souls was a preoccupation. Undine can only acquire a soul, which she greatly longs for, from the love of a man who has one. She therefore in effect seduces Huldbrand. Kuhleborn disapproves but as to a point Undine’s magic is stronger than his he is reluctantly forced to accede on certain conditions.

A wandering priest is tossed up on shore by Kuhleborn who ties the knot for Undine and Huldbrand. They return to civilization and Berthalda where the conflict between a human woman with a soul and a water sprite without one puts Huldbrand to the test.

So Tarzan who is first associated with Bertha Kircher is once again presented with his emasculation conflict when Smith-Oldwick appears in the picture. The name Smith occurs in Burroughs’ work with some frequency while Old-wick may have sexual connotations unless I’m being too Freudian.

Before Smith-Oldwick does appear Tarzan has to cross the continent from East to West. His wish is to return to his father’s cabin, build an addition or two to make it more roomy and comfortable then settle in as a sort of gentleman farmer. Ah, to be so world weary.  And yet that is what Burroughs is about to do.

In a rather remarkable episode Tarzan is crossing Africa when he comes upon Bertha Kircher out there somewhere. He takes her captive but for some unknown reason doesn’t relieve her of the pistol at her side. Even stranger he walks along in front of his captive. Bertha not slow to grasp an opportunity reaches up and lays the butt of her pistol alongside the back of the Big Fella’s head. There’s one bash in the head so far.

Bertha takes off for the railroad leaving Tarzan lying face down in the trail. As he lies Sheeta the panther comes upon him. This presents a sexual problem difficult of analysis. Does it mean that Tarzan is unaware of his attraction to Bertha or what? Tarzan is all but dead as Sheeta prepares to spring on him when who should appear but the Lion whose will Tarzan broke earlier in the story. Now totally devoted to his oppressor he kills Sheeta. Tarzan regains consciousness to find himself nose to nose with Numa. Reminds you of that horrid joke Hillman told a while back about the elephant. In this case it was the same lion.

So the Lion and Tarzan are united in spirit. Tarzan is not yet known as the Lion Man but he will be. In any event the Lion is a guardian spirit for him. In the second book after this one, perhaps reflecting this lion Tarzan will raise and tame the Golden Lion who will be his helpmate and guardian angel. I suspect that the lions Tarzan kills would have been tigers if someone hadn’t objected to the fact that there are no tigers in Africa. In some ways panthers are substitutes for the tiger.

Relieved to find that this lion is his lion Tarzan gets up giving the lion a pat and then trots off down the trail in search of Bertha. In a sort of hobo flashback Bertha finds the train line and hops a freight a few steps ahead of the White Ape. Tarzan misses the connection so we find him forsaking the middle terraces for a trudge down the tracks into town.

I don’t know how many people find these two sequences funny but I do.

Tarzan loses track of Bertha so he begins the long walk to Gabon. Here he has to traverse the eight deep canyons. These canyons have vertical walls while being very deep so that even for the Ape Man these thing become too difficult. Each crevasse gets drier and drier so Tarzan gets weaker and weaker being deprived of, as it were, the feminine  water of life. By the time he hits the eighth canyon he is spent. I mean, he has had it. This may be as close to death as the Great Tarmangani has ever come.

He lays down in a manner that indicates he will never get up. The chapter is titled Blood Will Out. A little double entendre. A vulture descends to wait for his meal to die. Instead Tarzan grabs the vulture by the neck sinking his strong white teeth into it throat. Here’s the joke: Blood Will Out. Tarzan’s inherited greatness appears while the vulture’s blood saves his life. Tarzan sucks the vulture dry gaining liquid refreshment while eating the flesh. He now has just enough strength to climb out. He discovers he has crossed the desert and is now in a watered land.

One may assume then that Burroughs has fought off several bouts of severe depression from 1914 to 1919.

Back up on the surface he discover Bertha Kircher in the possession of a Black German trooper. At the same time Smith-Oldwick is flying on a reconnaissance mission when he develops engine trouble landing in a meadow. He whips out his monkey wrench, fixes the problem but before he can take off he is captured by the locals.

Thus he Tarzan and Bertha are brought together. So Tarzan having thought he had resolved his sexual hang-ups at the beginning of the book now learns he hasn’t. The old ambivalence returns in the persons of Bertha and Percy Smith-Oldwick.

In a series of interesting adventures the three Whites are brought together. Tarzan’s male figure falls in love with Bertha. The plane is relocated. An adventure with Usanga the Black German soldier intervenes that is not germane here. Tarzan’s intention is still to go off alone to his father’s cabin so he sees Smith-Oldwick and Bertha off as they begin the flight back to Kenya. Thus we have a second resolution to Burroughs’ sexual dilemma. He packs his sexual problems in a plane and flies them off  higher above him than he is high above his daily cares in the trees. He is seen standing in a tree safely above it all watching the plane disappear into the distance. The plane is soaring very high over the tree tops when it takes a dive back to earth. Thus that dream of Burroughs’ getting rid of his ambivalence crashes.

Even this attempt to resolve his sexual dilemma is doomed to failure. He can’t abandon the two so he starts back into the desert from which he almost met his death. His sexual ambivalence has landed in the eighth and most desolate canyon. Undaunted Tarzan returns to near certain death to resolve his problem.  The three are in an impossible situation from which it appears that there is no escape.

There he learns that a very unintelligent vulture had apparently mistaken the plane for a dead something. Descending on it the vulture became entangled in the propeller. Never one to lose a chance to bash someone/anyone on the head Burroughs has the bird break a piece of the propeller loose that bashes Smith-Oldwick in the forehead. The bashing definitely establishes Smith-Oldwick as Burroughs’ sexual alter-ego as he presumably now has the same scar on his forehead that both Burroughs and Tarzan sport.

The vulture is an ancient symbol of the mother. One can’t be too sure how aware Burroughs may have been of this but in the Jungian sense of the collective unconscious the symbol would have or may have suggested itself from the common fund. As a student of Africa Burroughs would certainly have had plenty of time to consider vultures especially as his idol Rider Haggard includes vultures in most of his African novels.

If Burroughs is using the vulture as a symbol for his mother that opens the interesting problem of what exactly his relationship to his mother was. First Tarzan strangles, drinks the blood and eats the flesh of the vulture, with perhaps a very sly joke of blood will out,  and then the vulture attacks his sexual identity destroying any chance Burroughs may have had of successfully resolving the issue. I merely raise the point.

Having been bashed but not knocked unconscious Smith-Oldwick recovers in time to ease that airplane down. Tarzan arrives but there seems to be no hope of the three leaving the canyon alive.

At this point the residents of the lost civilization of Xuja capture them. Once again not germane to my point here after a series of very interesting hair raising adventures the trio is rescued by some British troops searching for Smith-Oldwick.

Burroughs and Tarzan still have to resolve the sexual dilemma.

The rescue officer advises Tarzan that Jane is not after all dead. This fact apparently resolves the problem for Tarzan. Bertha and Smith-Oldwick return to get married while Tarzan now psychically reunited with Jane returns to East Africa to begin the search for Pal-Ul-Don rather than returning to his father’s cabin.

We don’t know where this leaves Burroughs in August of 1919, more or less the anniversary of the beginning of the Great War in 1914, when he finished the book. We don’t know what his relations with Emma were except that possibly they had reached an accord psychologically.

The story began in Tarzan’s mythical Africa during the War. In the novel the story must take place in 1914-15 but in real life the war ended in November of 1918. This probably coincides with Tarzan drifting off from East Africa back West to Gabon. At the same time in real life Burroughs left Chicago in January 1919 moving West to Los Angeles.

So the village of Usanga in the middle of Africa must represent Chicago. The lost city of Xuja that is located in a desert valley watered by canals brought from a distance must represent the move to LA. So that Burroughs is recording his sexual dilemma and also the move from Chicago to LA against the background of the Great War. Pretty nifty footwork.

He and Emma must have been together as it is very difficult to believe he would have absented himself from her and Tarzana so that this long separation of Tarzan from Jane must represent a mental estrangement from Emma.  Perhaps the strain of the move was more than she could bear.

In the next novel Tarzan The Terrible Tarzan makes the long trek to the lost land of Pal-Ul-Don in search of Jane. While the succeeding novel Tarzan And The Golden Lion opens with Jane, Jack and Tarzan returning from Pal-Ul-Don reunited again. At that time there is a distinct coolness between Tarzan and Jane. Whatever reconciliation took place between Emma and Burroughs it was less than satisfactory on Burroughs’ side.

In Golden Lion the two discover a lion cub on the trail that Tarzan takes home to raise as the Golden Lion. The Lion is always cool toward Jane while seeming to protect Tarzan from her. As soon as the lion is mature and trained Tarzan takes off to visit La at Opar. In this instance he and La come close to being a couple while the Golden Lion becomes a close male companion.

Thus Bertha and Smith-Oldwick have turned into La and the Golden Lion. Still unable to resolve his real life problem Burroughs ends Golden Lion by having Tarzan return to Jane. Burroughs has now resolved his emasculation problem by having the Golden Lion as Tarzan’s male buddy. As a beast he is not threat to Burroughs’ masculine identity. The Golden Lion remains Tarzan’s male pal throughout the remaining novels.

Now I have to return to Tarzan The Untamed. This is a very complex novel and I don’t know if I can do it justice.

Edgar Rice Burroughs As An Outsider

By

 

R.E. Prindle

 

…the great cats roamed this strange valley of the gorillas.

=Edgar Rice Burroughs

 

 

And the Great White Ape stood before the wall that surrounded London of Africa. Cats, gorillas, walls, doors, London England deep in the Heart of Darkness…he was the Lord of the Jungle, Tarzan Of The Apes.

Tarzan is alone as usual as was, one suspects, his creator Edgar Rice Burroughs. The year is 1933 both in Burroughs’ imaginary Africa and temporal Los Angeles where the writer plied his trade.

After a lifetime of trying to break into society Burroughs has Tarzan standing outside the wall of London into which he must break like a burglar or thief in the night.

Within the walls is the citadel of ERB’s desires, the great city on the hill, the castle of redemption. Now fifty-eight years old Burroughs had achieved all the material attributes of success only to have the prize dashed from his hands.

Symbolically he enters the castle of his dreams to find instead only a prison. The long climb up the stairway to heaven leads only to jail.

Nineteen thirty-three was the one hundredth anniversary of his father’s birth. The old ghoul who had imprinted him so evilly had come back from the grave to haunt him, to deny him what he had worked so hard to attain.

As in real life where MGM had stripped him of his life’s work in one deft move so now in his imagination his castle was destroyed by a raging fire storm. Symbolically he portrays his relationship with his father as an old coot who had led him around with a halter round his neck. In his great apocalyptic dream ERB reverses the roles and puts the halter about his father’s neck.

Too late ERB realized he had signed away his great creation to Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer. In a desperate attempt to reclaim him ERB formed a movie company in which for a logo he adopted the MGM symbol but replaced the roaring lion, Leo, with an image of Tarzan shouting Tar-man-gan-eeee. ERB failed to detourne the image and MGM added insult to injury by forcing ERB into exile in Hawaii. Now seventy years old our big cat was exactly where he had been in Chicago when he entered manhood- on the other side of the wall. Still outside. It wasn’t supposed to be that way as Burroughs lamented.

How did it come to pass? How could he succeed so magnificently and yet fail so egregiously? How could life treat him so bad. ERB was just born under a bad sign.

His life began propitiously. He was in effect a little prince in his family for his first seven or eight years but then things began to mysteriously unravel and the little prince became a pauper. And that was more or less how ERB explained his life to himself. The three most influential books in his life were Mark Twain’s The Prince And The Pauper, Frances Hodgson Burnett’s Little Lord Fauntleroy and Owen Wister’s The Virginian.

Burroughs apparently understood his life at least until 1930 in terms of these three books. The Prince became a Pauper then a Prince again. Little Lord Fauntleroy, a disinherited prince lived his young life as a pauper realizing his destiny as a prince at last. These two books were published in Burroughs’ childhood. One assumes he first read them as a boy.

The Virginian was published in 1902. Burroughs said that he had read all three books six or seven times by the early twenties. It is impossible to know when he read The Virginian the first time but as his life was in a turmoil during 1902-03 and ‘04 I wouldn’t think that his first reading was before ‘05 but one can’t be certain.

It would appear that ERB modeled his adult life on Lin McLean, the Virginian.

McLean was essentially a loner who went West to Wyoming much as ERB had repeatedly gone to Idaho. Wister tells the story of the famous Johnson County War through the eyes of his hero, McLean. ERB was in Idaho when the Johnson County War was in progress so Burroughs would have understood the novel with an intimacy denied the rest of us. McLean was a Tarzanic figure who wooed and won a school marm who was culturally far above him. This was perhaps not unlike ERB and Emma. Emma always referred to ERB as a lowbrow.

The most memorable episode in The Virginian is McLean’s marriage. He and his bride honeymoon in the wilds, in romantic scenery quite reminiscent of Burroughs’ dream Africa. Perhaps his taking Emma to Idaho in 1903 was an attempt to recreate this romantic honeymoon. A basis of Tarzan then can be found in Lin McLean the silent Virginian. Also ERB’s apparent vision of himself.

As Burroughs complained that ‘it wasn’t supposed to be like this’ his condition changed began to go wrong about the fifth grade. Here his father began his role as the monstrous ‘God’ of Tarzan And The Lion Man. ERB had attended Brown School up to this point. At this age his father moved him from Brown and sent the young boy to, of all places, a girl’s school. One can only imagine the young boy’s anguish at attending a girl’s school. ERB’s connections with his early schoolmates was disrupted. He had barely begun his tenure at the girl’s school when his father transferred him to a Latin school named Harvard for two and a half years. There is no indication ERB formed any abiding friendships at Harvard School.

While the kids in his neighborhood were walking to Brown everyday ERB was riding his pony alone to Harvard. Undoubtedly the students of Harvard were drawn from all over Chicago so that apart from seeing his fellows in class ERB had little else to do with them.

His father then pulled him from Harvard School sending him off to his brothers’ ranch in Idaho. At this point then he had no contact with his fellow Chicagoans while he was thrown into a delightful situation but one in which he associated with rough cowboys with little education while he attended no school himself.

Why his father was doing this is open to interpretation. Certainly he must have known what the effects would be on his son. His father’s next move was to transfer young ERB to the snobbery of the East at Phillips Academy where he essentially flunked out within a year.

One can only imagine the turmoil in the young man’s mind as he returned to a Chicago he no longer knew and more importantly where no one knew him. It doesn’t seem possible that he could have any but a few acquaintances in Chicago to whom he would still have been a near stranger. So already at sixteen young Burroughs had been placed beyond the pale of society. He was already an outsider. The most he could hope for was to be allowed to return to Brown to finish high school. There at least he had a viable connection with Emma however he would be a rough cut diamond lacking the polish and sophistication that would have appealed to Emma’s father.

Such an opportunity was not to be. At this point ERB’s father placed him in the Michigan Military Academy. ERB described the Academy as a place where parents warehoused their young juvenile delinquents. The resentment is clear in ERB’s attitude. Indeed he rebelled at this latest insult from his, by this time, inscrutable father.

The boy ran away from the MMA returning to his father’s house in Chicago. One wonders if he hopped freights to get there. One can only imagine the anguished pleading of Burroughs as he begged, perhaps on his knees, to be allowed to stay home and attend Brown. His old martinet of a father would have none of it. He packed the boy off again to the Military Academy.

Military Academy! How distasteful the very sound is. To be packed off again to a place where you knew no one and they as ERB believed, were juvenile delinquents. One can only imagine how crushed the boy’s spirit was. He became a class clown. What his fate might have been if his Commandant hadn’t been one who commanded his respect by the name of Charles King one can only guess. King who was not as well remembered by his classmates as he was by Burroughs nevertheless he bucked the boy up perhaps saving his life. At any rate Burroughs developed a dual personality as a class clown while at the same time being responsible enough to lead the football team to undreamed of heights while becoming an outstanding horseman and trick rider.

It was at the MMA that Burroughs formed the only long term friendship of which we are aware; this was a young man from Beatrice, Nebraska by the name of Herb Weston. Weston’s correspondence with Burroughs over the next forty years or so has been preserved for us by Matt Cohen in his book Brother Men.

Burroughs knew Weston only from September to May of the year before he left to join the Army. They saw each other but seldom after that apparently neither corresponding or meeting from 1896 to 1905 or so, but still the friendship flourished in later years.

In 1896 ERB joined the Army requesting the worst post they had and that was willingly given to him. So at this point ERB severed whatever and all ties that he had with anybody. He was the quintessential outsider. He was flying solo.

He apparently took a train to the end of the line wherever that may have been taking a stage coach into his post, Fort Grant, Arizona.

Whatever his fantasy of the Army was he was immediately disabused. He and four other fellows formed an informal club romantically named The Might Have Seen Better Days Club. There’s an element of self pity in the name. It deserves further comment.

The name implies a certain amount of depression. That is implied in Burroughs’ asking for the worst post in the Army. Only one fairly deeply depressed would ask for such a post. It’s the same as the fit of depression in which men used to join the French Foreign Legion.

Burroughs says he joined the Army with the intent of working his way up through the ranks to become an officer. I’m sure it didn’t take long to disabuse himself of that notion. Thus he began to petition his father to get him out of his commitment. His father had enough pull to do so.

So in 1897 he was back on the outside without a plan, presumably just as depressed. At that point in his life he was free to go anywhere, California, New York, the Bay Area, within a year the Yukon Gold Rush would be on. Heck he might even have traveled North with his future hero, Jack London. But ERB took his depression back home to Chicago.

Chicago was his home town but he knew no one there except Emma. ERB went to work for his father. Probably difficult enough but more importantly the office was located on Madison Avenue. That street was the main stem of Chicago’s huge hobo population. These were really outsiders, the men who didn’t fit in to use Robert Service’s memorable phrase.

ERB saw them everyday and must have spoken to many of them, had conversations so that he probably recognized some affinity with them. Hobos would certainly figure large in his writing from time to time.

He undoubtedly fantasized embracing the life of the road and may have on an experimental basis. He was to form a relationship with one of the foremost Hobo poets, H.H. Knibbs later in life. So the pull of the road was there.

He still had no idea what to do with his life. He had joined the Army without telling anyone including his future wife Emma Hulbert. She had sent a letter to him at Fort Grant in September of 1896. When he returned he discovered that he may have been away too long. As improbable as it may sound she was then being courted by a millionaire’s son, Frank Martin. As ERB had no real wish to be married he probably should have let Martin marry Emma.

It seems quite obvious Emma preferred the impoverished ERB to the wealth of Martin. These things obviously do happen. In the denouement thirty-five years later it would have been better for Emma if she had gone with Martin..

At this time ERB chose to return to Idaho. That didn’t work out well so he bounced back to Chicago. Now comes a very critical moment in his life. Perhaps Martin had been on the verge of success with Emma who may have been hurt and confused at the latest abandonment by the man she truly, truly loved.

When Burroughs returned heartening Emma once again Martin very obviously became exasperated at what he considered a bad penny who kept turning up at disadvantageous times.. It appears that he decided to settle ERB’s hash. Martin’s father was a railroad magnate possessing his own private rail car. Martin invited this nemesis of his to take a round trip to New York City with the return trip through Canada and Toronto.

It would appear that he set up a murder attempt to remove his rival in Toronto. On a night on the town in Toronto ERB was either lured into a fight with a couple thugs or accosted by them. The thug delivered a vicious blow to ERB’s forehead with a sap or leaded pipe that ripped his scalp open and laid ERB low.

While the injury was not obvious ERB was seriously hurt. Apparently internal bleeding formed a clot between his forebrain and skull hat had a profound effect on his personality as well as giving him excruciating headaches half the day for every day of his life at least through 1913-14.

Judging from his writing the pressure caused memory lapses during which he was unable to recall people he was familiar with. As this trait would not have been understood ERB was misinterpreted and become even more of an outsider. After his injury in Toronto ERB married Emma probably to spite Martin as he later said he regretted getting married. Nevertheless he now had a wife along with what must have seemed a very peculiar personality.

It is difficult to imagine what options ERB had open to him now that he had to abandon his rough and rowdy ways to take care of his young wife. Working for his father must have been a difficult experiences as it most often is for a son. In addition to that problem ERB came down with typhoid fever. The convalescence completely disrupted his finances. Now having excruciating headaches, a mind that just came and went and no money, no prospects, no future and little hope the man must have been plunged into the depths of despair.

Perhaps in all those Tarzan stories when Tarzan loses his memory they may reflect ERB’s actual experience at this time being periodically bereft of his memory for more or less short periods of time.

Obviously not thinking very clearly he decided to return to Idaho with his new wife and absolutely no prospects of making a living. Well, it worked for the Virginian.

Now, the Yukon Gold Rush had occurred in 1898. Out of that gold rush came a young writer by the name of Jack London. Burroughs was an inveterate reader in those days before movies, TV and radio so that his imagination was fired by London’s stories. London had also been a hobo as a boy.

On the way out to Idaho ERB had Emma riding in an open boxcar so as to comfort their dog. So in his strange way ERB was actually hoboing and doing it with his wife.

Two years later they returned once again to Chicago. Already an outsider ERB now embarked on a career that pushed him further out. Already declassed by his father’s treatment he now declassed himself further by taking an odd assortment of jobs. This period has not been inadequately covered in existing biographies. Perhaps the job that pushed him beyond the pale of social acceptability was his association with a patent medicine man by the name of Stace. Patent medicines were among the most disreputable vocations a man could have. ‘Snake oil’ pitchmen have been parodied in so many movies one has visions of their being run out of town one step ahead of the sheriff.

Burroughs association with Stace occurred just after the publication of Upton Sinclair’s The Jungle and an expose of the business by Samuel Hopkins Adams. A most unpropitious time to be in the patent medicine business. Stace was run out of business by the authorities. It was probably at this time that Burroughs picked up his experiences with grand juries and the police that he displays in The Girl From Farriss’s

Rather than dissociate himself from Stace as he should have done ERB joined with him in a successor venture named Burroughs-Stace. This could not have helped his reputation but would have implicated him as a principal in the snake oil outfit. One can only believe that it wasn’t very desirable to know Edgar Rice Burroughs.

Thus as his mind began to jell around the fiction that would make him famous his prospects were getting slim and slimmer. Perhaps he was grooming himself for the solitary profession of writer.

His experiences and reading all came together in 1911 when he wrote and sold his first effort, A Princess Of Mars. Unusually for a new writer he had more than one good story in him so that within two years he had achieved literary success being able to quit his day job to take up writing full time.

 

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By this time ERB had been outside the loop for so long, from the fifth grade on that his behavior was gauche. He didn’t know how to behave or discourse in polite society. So at this point it didn’t matter how much money he made or how famous he became he was truly a man who couldn’t fit in. Nowhere is this more obvious than in his writing.

One is astonished that between 1912 and 1918, a mere six years, Tarzan became a household word. It was that by the time the first movie was released there was virtually no one in America who hadn’t heard the name Tarzan. This is a level of success rarely attained.

And yet one is mystified as to how this came about. Certainly the penetration wasn’t achieved by a pulp magazine like All Story. The fiction magazines while popular had limited distribution. If we are to believe the sales figures Tarzan Of The Apes had substantial success but nothing like the novels of Zane Grey for instance.

His publisher, McClurg’s made no effort to capitalize on the phenomenon. Their hard cover first issue was very limited in numbers going into reprint status almost immediately. At the end of the decade ERB was reduced to urging them to print at least 40,000 copies before they turned a book over for republication. McClurg’s was loath to do so and I have seen no evidence they did. So one has the phenomenon of Tarzan being a household word with no clear evidence of how it came to be.

Today such success would make an author a celebrity yet the evidence is Burroughs was scorned in his own home town of Chicago. The city had a vibrant publishing scene in those days. There were plenty of famous authors in town with clubs and gathering places yet Burroughs apparently was welcome in none of them.

It is true that he was a pulp writer which was the lowest rung on the literary ladder. It is possibly true that he was the first truly imaginative writer in the sense of today’s sci fi, horror and fantasy genres. One may argue that Wells was first and while his stories are highly imaginative they are still extensions of reality.

Burroughs severed the connection with reality; he deals in impossibilities as if they were possible. One can’t stretch reality far enough to possibly cover Mars, Tarzan’s Africa and Pellucidar. They are clearly impossible. The Land That Time Forgot? Get out of here. So, as an originator of something new, a term I hate to use, Burroughs was a pioneer way out in front of the van. Hence he would have been incomprehensible to the average mind. In the language of the fifties he would have been a phenom. Weird, strange and that’s the way he seemed to have been treated.

In today’s terms his personality would have been vulnerable. Already an outsider the doors were politely shut in his face. Indeed, if one reads his stories they are full of closed doors that won’t open or can’t be opened. In Tarzan And The Lion Man, and this is a great scene, one of an array of doors is standing ajar while all the others are shut tight. The one open door is a trap that puts Tarzan in prison.

So we may assume that all doors were closed to him in Chicago. Whether his reputation followed him or his subject matter put people off or a combination of the two ERB was firmly kept outside. Chicago had that unwanted sign upon its heart.

There was one club that was open to Burroughs. That club was a catch all called The White Paper Club that was open to anyone who made marks on white paper. I suppose that could include anyone who intended to write that novel but had yet to put pen to paper.

Thus the man who had created a household word was forced to mingle with anyone who had soiled a piece of paper. Is it any wonder that ERB wanted to move.

Porges records ERB’s farewell dinner as though it were some sort of complimentary send off but Mr. Prindle dissents.

Among a number of unusual things ERB did that I don’t want to go into here was to circulate the story that he was going West to raise prize hogs. Now, Carl Sandburg called Chicago the Hog Butcher to the World. So one wonders what ERB was thinking. He actually did raise hogs at Tarzana but pig farming darn near broke him.

I can only guess what his fellow White Paperers thought but drawn on the menu was a picture of a pig with wings flying West. If I were ERB I might laugh with the fellows but I wouldn’t think it was a very funny joke. After all the phrase ‘when pigs have wings’ means something impossible while if I were ERB I might think that pig meant me and I might think the message was ‘good riddance and keep going.’ But, maybe I’m hypersensitive.

At any rate Burroughs went and he didn’t come back. He never seemed to miss Chicago a lot although there are many references to the city in his later work so he kept a watchful eye on the town.

So, at the age of forty-three ERB began a new life in sunny SoCal. The world had changed: without possibly understanding why there was no place in the new world for people like Edgar Rice Burroughs. Part of his problem was caused by himself. As a newcomer in town ERB took it upon himself to be morally outraged by Hollywood. Hollywood had itself outraged the morals of the nation so the town was tender and sensitive on the subject. By the time ERB published his book in 1923 Hollywood was mired in some serious scandals not least of which was the Fatty Arbuckle murder trials. ERB’s novel discussing the seedier side of Hollywood life offended some sensibilities. As a newcomer to Hollywood the novel, The Girl From Hollywood, was ill considered. While an excellent novel, in the circumstances it had been better left unwritten.

In combination with his novel the political situation of the world had changed. The World Revolution had succeeded in Russia in 1917. Everyone not in sympathy was anathema and ERB was not in sympathy. He was not loath to advertise this fact. Hence the Communists reacted: in the years 1920-24 his novels were neglected in Britain; they were under assault in Germany; his movie revenues dried up in Hollywood while one wonders if his books received the circulation their popularity demanded.

Another social issue forcing him to the outside was his response to a questionnaire forwarded to him from Chicago sent by the American Jewish Committee. The questionnaire apparently wanted to know his opinions on Jews- was he unequivocally a supporter or did he have reservations. ERB had a reservation that was reasonable but not reasonable enough for the American Jewish Committee. ERB was apparently black listed as all income from the movies ceased from 1921 to 1928. Tarzan was persona non gratis in Hollywood.

When his income dried up ERB was no longer able to support his magnificent estate of Tarzana. Thus began years of economic problems. Hollywood does not tolerate economic problems so there is no record of ERB having a social history in Tinseltown.

ERB began having problems with his publishers most likely because of his anti-Red politics. This resulted in his forming his own publishing company in 1930. So, really by 1930 ERB was virtually outside society. Like his creation Tarzan he was backing down a limb followed by a panther. Undoubtedly it was thought that he would fail as a publisher but he didn’t.

His movie fortunes had changed in 1928 when the ‘anti-Semite’ Joseph P. Kennedy, Jack Kennedy’s father, broke the black list and released a Tarzan movie.

This caused a reaction in the Jewish community that apparently sought to undermine the FBO film Tarzan And The Golden Lion that is available today and a very good silent film starring ERB’s son-in-law, James Pierce who draws a mean bow on the cover.

Two quick films were released by a Jewish film company that held the rights to two novels purchased in 1922 but never filmed. One of these is currently available Tarzan The Tiger while the other isn’t. Frank Merrill of Tarzan The Tiger isn’t a bad Tarzan either.

Apparently heads were put together for a long term solution to Burroughs. A plan was put in effect by Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer, MGM. In 1931 ERB signed a contract with them that virtually stripped him of control of his creation. Although MGM’s 1932 Tarzan Of The Apes was a hit there is good reason to believe it was a clownish attempt to finish the career of Tarzan. No one was more surprised than MGM when the movie became a box office smash. This was the first sound movie and maybe the famous Tarzan yell, that also might have been meant as a joke, put the movie over. But the career of Tarzan was effectively out of Burroughs’ hands. He fought back with a couple really good Tarzan novels. The last of that batch, Tarzan And The Lion Man, ridiculed MGM’s fabled African epic Trader Horn in revenge for MGM’s treatment of Tarzan.

That Burroughs realized he had been frozen out is evident by the scene with which I started this essay where Tarzan is standing outside the walls of London wanting in. This is some of the most masterful writing of a dream sequence imaginable. The room for interpretation is almost unlimited. For this essay I choose to see the scene as representing Burroughs/Tarzan in 1911 when he was standing out in the cold wondering how to be become a success.

Symbolically Tarzan leaps up grasping the down pointed sharpened stakes impossibly lifting himself straight up then rolling forward past the stakes. Burroughs success as a writer was about that impossible and sensational.

Once inside the symbolic London that is populated by a colony of apes who are literal descendants of Henry the Eighth and his court Tarzan skirts the partying crowd to begin a solo attempt to ‘heaven.’ So in real life as Burroughs was shunned by society Tarzan avoids it here. The apes as descendants of Henry the Eighth have been created by a renegade Englishmen known as God to the apes who created them by a process similar to DNA

God’s castle then is known as Heaven and it is that to which Tarzan ascends. As noted earlier he enters a door and is trapped in prison. There is no viable way out so that Heaven is torched going up in flames just as Burroughs career had with the loss of Tarzan. Thus everything Burroughs had worked for for twenty years went up in smoke. This is a very simple interpretation. A more complete one would take fifty or more pages.

Now in control the Judaeo-Communists set about ridding themselves of Burroughs in much the same way, perhaps, that Chicago did.

Burroughs rashly undertook to make his own Tarzan movies. He was led into this disastrous effort by Ashton Dearholt. This man was the husband of Florence Gilbert Dearholt who left Dearholt to marry Burroughs at just this time. Linking up with Dearholt was a recipe for disaster it seems to me.

Burroughs’ venture into film making was disastrous. He had antagonized the radio people so the successful and lucrative Tarzan series were off the air until after his death. His productive years as a writer were behind him so he was almost entirely dependent on MGM for his income. While MGM could have successfully made two or three Tarzan films a year profitably they chose to make a movie only every two or three years keeping Burroughs on a short financial lease.

Unable to sustain a high profile Hollywood life style ERB was forced into exile in 1940 leaving the film capitol for Hawaii.

Thus the process of placing him outside begun in the fifth grade in Chicago was completed in 1940 when he was run out of Los Angeles virtually stripped of his great creation Tarzan.

With their nemesis gone MGM tired of the game giving up the lucrative character a couple years later to Sol Lesser.

Lesser’s Tarzan movies redeemed ERB’s declining years allowing him to return to Los Angeles to quietly live out his life without worries.

I have presented here only as aspect of ERB’s life but in many ways what a life it was. One wonders if ERB was joking when he told a reporter he lived an uneventful life.

The Old Tiger capped his astonishing career in 1950 when he passed to the outside one last time. He passed through an open door that softly closed behind him allowing no return.

Edgar Rice Burroughs As An Outsider

By

 

R.E. Prindle

 

…the great cats roamed this strange valley of the gorillas.

=Edgar Rice Burroughs

 

 

And the Great White Ape stood before the wall that surrounded London of Africa. Cats, gorillas, walls, doors, London England deep in the Heart of Darkness…he was the Lord of the Jungle, Tarzan Of The Apes.

Tarzan is alone as usual as was, one suspects, his creator Edgar Rice Burroughs. The year is 1933 both in Burroughs’ imaginary Africa and temporal Los Angeles where the writer plied his trade.

After a lifetime of trying to break into society Burroughs has Tarzan standing outside the wall of London into which he must break like a burglar or thief in the night.

Within the walls is the citadel of ERB’s desires, the great city on the hill, the castle of redemption. Now fifty-eight years old Burroughs had achieved all the material attributes of success only to have the prize dashed from his hands.

Symbolically he enters the castle of his dreams to find instead only a prison. The long climb up the stairway to heaven leads only to jail.

Nineteen thirty-three was the one hundredth anniversary of his father’s birth. The old ghoul who had imprinted him so evilly had come back from the grave to haunt him, to deny him what he had worked so hard to attain.

As in real life where MGM had stripped him of his life’s work in one deft move so now in his imagination his castle was destroyed by a raging fire storm. Symbolically he portrays his relationship with his father as an old coot who had led him around with a halter round his neck. In his great apocalyptic dream ERB reverses the roles and puts the halter about his father’s neck.

Too late ERB realized he had signed away his great creation to Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer. In a desperate attempt to reclaim him ERB formed a movie company in which for a logo he adopted the MGM symbol but replaced the roaring lion, Leo, with an image of Tarzan shouting Tar-man-gan-eeee. ERB failed to detourne the image and MGM added insult to injury by forcing ERB into exile in Hawaii. Now seventy years old our big cat was exactly where he had been in Chicago when he entered manhood- on the other side of the wall. Still outside. It wasn’t supposed to be that way as Burroughs lamented.

How did it come to pass? How could he succeed so magnificently and yet fail so egregiously? How could life treat him so bad. ERB was just born under a bad sign.

His life began propitiously. He was in effect a little prince in his family for his first seven or eight years but then things began to mysteriously unravel and the little prince became a pauper. And that was more or less how ERB explained his life to himself. The three most influential books in his life were Mark Twain’s The Prince And The Pauper, Frances Hodgson Burnett’s Little Lord Fauntleroy and Owen Wister’s The Virginian.

Burroughs apparently understood his life at least until 1930 in terms of these three books. The Prince became a Pauper then a Prince again. Little Lord Fauntleroy, a disinherited prince lived his young life as a pauper realizing his destiny as a prince at last. These two books were published in Burroughs’ childhood. One assumes he first read them as a boy.

The Virginian was published in 1902. Burroughs said that he had read all three books six or seven times by the early twenties. It is impossible to know when he read The Virginian the first time but as his life was in a turmoil during 1902-03 and ‘04 I wouldn’t think that his first reading was before ‘05 but one can’t be certain.

It would appear that ERB modeled his adult life on Lin McLean, the Virginian.

McLean was essentially a loner who went West to Wyoming much as ERB had repeatedly gone to Idaho. Wister tells the story of the famous Johnson County War through the eyes of his hero, McLean. ERB was in Idaho when the Johnson County War was in progress so Burroughs would have understood the novel with an intimacy denied the rest of us. McLean was a Tarzanic figure who wooed and won a school marm who was culturally far above him. This was perhaps not unlike ERB and Emma. Emma always referred to ERB as a lowbrow.

The most memorable episode in The Virginian is McLean’s marriage. He and his bride honeymoon in the wilds, in romantic scenery quite reminiscent of Burroughs’ dream Africa. Perhaps his taking Emma to Idaho in 1903 was an attempt to recreate this romantic honeymoon. A basis of Tarzan then can be found in Lin McLean the silent Virginian. Also ERB’s apparent vision of himself.

As Burroughs complained that ‘it wasn’t supposed to be like this’ his condition changed began to go wrong about the fifth grade. Here his father began his role as the monstrous ‘God’ of Tarzan And The Lion Man. ERB had attended Brown School up to this point. At this age his father moved him from Brown and sent the young boy to, of all places, a girl’s school. One can only imagine the young boy’s anguish at attending a girl’s school. ERB’s connections with his early schoolmates was disrupted. He had barely begun his tenure at the girl’s school when his father transferred him to a Latin school named Harvard for two and a half years. There is no indication ERB formed any abiding friendships at Harvard School.

While the kids in his neighborhood were walking to Brown everyday ERB was riding his pony alone to Harvard. Undoubtedly the students of Harvard were drawn from all over Chicago so that apart from seeing his fellows in class ERB had little else to do with them.

His father then pulled him from Harvard School sending him off to his brothers’ ranch in Idaho. At this point then he had no contact with his fellow Chicagoans while he was thrown into a delightful situation but one in which he associated with rough cowboys with little education while he attended no school himself.

Why his father was doing this is open to interpretation. Certainly he must have known what the effects would be on his son. His father’s next move was to transfer young ERB to the snobbery of the East at Phillips Academy where he essentially flunked out within a year.

One can only imagine the turmoil in the young man’s mind as he returned to a Chicago he no longer knew and more importantly where no one knew him. It doesn’t seem possible that he could have any but a few acquaintances in Chicago to whom he would still have been a near stranger. So already at sixteen young Burroughs had been placed beyond the pale of society. He was already an outsider. The most he could hope for was to be allowed to return to Brown to finish high school. There at least he had a viable connection with Emma however he would be a rough cut diamond lacking the polish and sophistication that would have appealed to Emma’s father.

Such an opportunity was not to be. At this point ERB’s father placed him in the Michigan Military Academy. ERB described the Academy as a place where parents warehoused their young juvenile delinquents. The resentment is clear in ERB’s attitude. Indeed he rebelled at this latest insult from his, by this time, inscrutable father.

The boy ran away from the MMA returning to his father’s house in Chicago. One wonders if he hopped freights to get there. One can only imagine the anguished pleading of Burroughs as he begged, perhaps on his knees, to be allowed to stay home and attend Brown. His old martinet of a father would have none of it. He packed the boy off again to the Military Academy.

Military Academy! How distasteful the very sound is. To be packed off again to a place where you knew no one and they as ERB believed, were juvenile delinquents. One can only imagine how crushed the boy’s spirit was. He became a class clown. What his fate might have been if his Commandant hadn’t been one who commanded his respect by the name of Charles King one can only guess. King who was not as well remembered by his classmates as he was by Burroughs nevertheless he bucked the boy up perhaps saving his life. At any rate Burroughs developed a dual personality as a class clown while at the same time being responsible enough to lead the football team to undreamed of heights while becoming an outstanding horseman and trick rider.

It was at the MMA that Burroughs formed the only long term friendship of which we are aware; this was a young man from Beatrice, Nebraska by the name of Herb Weston. Weston’s correspondence with Burroughs over the next forty years or so has been preserved for us by Matt Cohen in his book Brother Men.

Burroughs knew Weston only from September to May of the year before he left to join the Army. They saw each other but seldom after that apparently neither corresponding or meeting from 1896 to 1905 or so, but still the friendship flourished in later years.

In 1896 ERB joined the Army requesting the worst post they had and that was willingly given to him. So at this point ERB severed whatever and all ties that he had with anybody. He was the quintessential outsider. He was flying solo.

He apparently took a train to the end of the line wherever that may have been taking a stage coach into his post, Fort Grant, Arizona.

Whatever his fantasy of the Army was he was immediately disabused. He and four other fellows formed an informal club romantically named The Might Have Seen Better Days Club. There’s an element of self pity in the name. It deserves further comment.

The name implies a certain amount of depression. That is implied in Burroughs’ asking for the worst post in the Army. Only one fairly deeply depressed would ask for such a post. It’s the same as the fit of depression in which men used to join the French Foreign Legion.

Burroughs says he joined the Army with the intent of working his way up through the ranks to become an officer. I’m sure it didn’t take long to disabuse himself of that notion. Thus he began to petition his father to get him out of his commitment. His father had enough pull to do so.

So in 1897 he was back on the outside without a plan, presumably just as depressed. At that point in his life he was free to go anywhere, California, New York, the Bay Area, within a year the Yukon Gold Rush would be on. Heck he might even have traveled North with his future hero, Jack London. But ERB took his depression back home to Chicago.

Chicago was his home town but he knew no one there except Emma. ERB went to work for his father. Probably difficult enough but more importantly the office was located on Madison Avenue. That street was the main stem of Chicago’s huge hobo population. These were really outsiders, the men who didn’t fit in to use Robert Service’s memorable phrase.

ERB saw them everyday and must have spoken to many of them, had conversations so that he probably recognized some affinity with them. Hobos would certainly figure large in his writing from time to time.

He undoubtedly fantasized embracing the life of the road and may have on an experimental basis. He was to form a relationship with one of the foremost Hobo poets, H.H. Knibbs later in life. So the pull of the road was there.

He still had no idea what to do with his life. He had joined the Army without telling anyone including his future wife Emma Hulbert. She had sent a letter to him at Fort Grant in September of 1896. When he returned he discovered that he may have been away too long. As improbable as it may sound she was then being courted by a millionaire’s son, Frank Martin. As ERB had no real wish to be married he probably should have let Martin marry Emma.

It seems quite obvious Emma preferred the impoverished ERB to the wealth of Martin. These things obviously do happen. In the denouement thirty-five years later it would have been better for Emma if she had gone with Martin..

At this time ERB chose to return to Idaho. That didn’t work out well so he bounced back to Chicago. Now comes a very critical moment in his life. Perhaps Martin had been on the verge of success with Emma who may have been hurt and confused at the latest abandonment by the man she truly, truly loved.

When Burroughs returned heartening Emma once again Martin very obviously became exasperated at what he considered a bad penny who kept turning up at disadvantageous times.. It appears that he decided to settle ERB’s hash. Martin’s father was a railroad magnate possessing his own private rail car. Martin invited this nemesis of his to take a round trip to New York City with the return trip through Canada and Toronto.

It would appear that he set up a murder attempt to remove his rival in Toronto. On a night on the town in Toronto ERB was either lured into a fight with a couple thugs or accosted by them. The thug delivered a vicious blow to ERB’s forehead with a sap or leaded pipe that ripped his scalp open and laid ERB low.

While the injury was not obvious ERB was seriously hurt. Apparently internal bleeding formed a clot between his forebrain and skull hat had a profound effect on his personality as well as giving him excruciating headaches half the day for every day of his life at least through 1913-14.

Judging from his writing the pressure caused memory lapses during which he was unable to recall people he was familiar with. As this trait would not have been understood ERB was misinterpreted and become even more of an outsider. After his injury in Toronto ERB married Emma probably to spite Martin as he later said he regretted getting married. Nevertheless he now had a wife along with what must have seemed a very peculiar personality.

It is difficult to imagine what options ERB had open to him now that he had to abandon his rough and rowdy ways to take care of his young wife. Working for his father must have been a difficult experiences as it most often is for a son. In addition to that problem ERB came down with typhoid fever. The convalescence completely disrupted his finances. Now having excruciating headaches, a mind that just came and went and no money, no prospects, no future and little hope the man must have been plunged into the depths of despair.

Perhaps in all those Tarzan stories when Tarzan loses his memory they may reflect ERB’s actual experience at this time being periodically bereft of his memory for more or less short periods of time.

Obviously not thinking very clearly he decided to return to Idaho with his new wife and absolutely no prospects of making a living. Well, it worked for the Virginian.

Now, the Yukon Gold Rush had occurred in 1898. Out of that gold rush came a young writer by the name of Jack London. Burroughs was an inveterate reader in those days before movies, TV and radio so that his imagination was fired by London’s stories. London had also been a hobo as a boy.

On the way out to Idaho ERB had Emma riding in an open boxcar so as to comfort their dog. So in his strange way ERB was actually hoboing and doing it with his wife.

Two years later they returned once again to Chicago. Already an outsider ERB now embarked on a career that pushed him further out. Already declassed by his father’s treatment he now declassed himself further by taking an odd assortment of jobs. This period has not been inadequately covered in existing biographies. Perhaps the job that pushed him beyond the pale of social acceptability was his association with a patent medicine man by the name of Stace. Patent medicines were among the most disreputable vocations a man could have. ‘Snake oil’ pitchmen have been parodied in so many movies one has visions of their being run out of town one step ahead of the sheriff.

Burroughs association with Stace occurred just after the publication of Upton Sinclair’s The Jungle and an expose of the business by Samuel Hopkins Adams. A most unpropitious time to be in the patent medicine business. Stace was run out of business by the authorities. It was probably at this time that Burroughs picked up his experiences with grand juries and the police that he displays in The Girl From Farriss’s

Rather than dissociate himself from Stace as he should have done ERB joined with him in a successor venture named Burroughs-Stace. This could not have helped his reputation but would have implicated him as a principal in the snake oil outfit. One can only believe that it wasn’t very desirable to know Edgar Rice Burroughs.

Thus as his mind began to jell around the fiction that would make him famous his prospects were getting slim and slimmer. Perhaps he was grooming himself for the solitary profession of writer.

His experiences and reading all came together in 1911 when he wrote and sold his first effort, A Princess Of Mars. Unusually for a new writer he had more than one good story in him so that within two years he had achieved literary success being able to quit his day job to take up writing full time.

 

2.

 

By this time ERB had been outside the loop for so long, from the fifth grade on that his behavior was gauche. He didn’t know how to behave or discourse in polite society. So at this point it didn’t matter how much money he made or how famous he became he was truly a man who couldn’t fit in. Nowhere is this more obvious than in his writing.

One is astonished that between 1912 and 1918, a mere six years, Tarzan became a household word. It was that by the time the first movie was released there was virtually no one in America who hadn’t heard the name Tarzan. This is a level of success rarely attained.

And yet one is mystified as to how this came about. Certainly the penetration wasn’t achieved by a pulp magazine like All Story. The fiction magazines while popular had limited distribution. If we are to believe the sales figures Tarzan Of The Apes had substantial success but nothing like the novels of Zane Grey for instance.

His publisher, McClurg’s made no effort to capitalize on the phenomenon. Their hard cover first issue was very limited in numbers going into reprint status almost immediately. At the end of the decade ERB was reduced to urging them to print at least 40,000 copies before they turned a book over for republication. McClurg’s was loath to do so and I have seen no evidence they did. So one has the phenomenon of Tarzan being a household word with no clear evidence of how it came to be.

Today such success would make an author a celebrity yet the evidence is Burroughs was scorned in his own home town of Chicago. The city had a vibrant publishing scene in those days. There were plenty of famous authors in town with clubs and gathering places yet Burroughs apparently was welcome in none of them.

It is true that he was a pulp writer which was the lowest rung on the literary ladder. It is possibly true that he was the first truly imaginative writer in the sense of today’s sci fi, horror and fantasy genres. One may argue that Wells was first and while his stories are highly imaginative they are still extensions of reality.

Burroughs severed the connection with reality; he deals in impossibilities as if they were possible. One can’t stretch reality far enough to possibly cover Mars, Tarzan’s Africa and Pellucidar. They are clearly impossible. The Land That Time Forgot? Get out of here. So, as an originator of something new, a term I hate to use, Burroughs was a pioneer way out in front of the van. Hence he would have been incomprehensible to the average mind. In the language of the fifties he would have been a phenom. Weird, strange and that’s the way he seemed to have been treated.

In today’s terms his personality would have been vulnerable. Already an outsider the doors were politely shut in his face. Indeed, if one reads his stories they are full of closed doors that won’t open or can’t be opened. In Tarzan And The Lion Man, and this is a great scene, one of an array of doors is standing ajar while all the others are shut tight. The one open door is a trap that puts Tarzan in prison.

So we may assume that all doors were closed to him in Chicago. Whether his reputation followed him or his subject matter put people off or a combination of the two ERB was firmly kept outside. Chicago had that unwanted sign upon its heart.

There was one club that was open to Burroughs. That club was a catch all called The White Paper Club that was open to anyone who made marks on white paper. I suppose that could include anyone who intended to write that novel but had yet to put pen to paper.

Thus the man who had created a household word was forced to mingle with anyone who had soiled a piece of paper. Is it any wonder that ERB wanted to move.

Porges records ERB’s farewell dinner as though it were some sort of complimentary send off but Mr. Prindle dissents.

Among a number of unusual things ERB did that I don’t want to go into here was to circulate the story that he was going West to raise prize hogs. Now, Carl Sandburg called Chicago the Hog Butcher to the World. So one wonders what ERB was thinking. He actually did raise hogs at Tarzana but pig farming darn near broke him.

I can only guess what his fellow White Paperers thought but drawn on the menu was a picture of a pig with wings flying West. If I were ERB I might laugh with the fellows but I wouldn’t think it was a very funny joke. After all the phrase ‘when pigs have wings’ means something impossible while if I were ERB I might think that pig meant me and I might think the message was ‘good riddance and keep going.’ But, maybe I’m hypersensitive.

At any rate Burroughs went and he didn’t come back. He never seemed to miss Chicago a lot although there are many references to the city in his later work so he kept a watchful eye on the town.

So, at the age of forty-three ERB began a new life in sunny SoCal. The world had changed: without possibly understanding why there was no place in the new world for people like Edgar Rice Burroughs. Part of his problem was caused by himself. As a newcomer in town ERB took it upon himself to be morally outraged by Hollywood. Hollywood had itself outraged the morals of the nation so the town was tender and sensitive on the subject. By the time ERB published his book in 1923 Hollywood was mired in some serious scandals not least of which was the Fatty Arbuckle murder trials. ERB’s novel discussing the seedier side of Hollywood life offended some sensibilities. As a newcomer to Hollywood the novel, The Girl From Hollywood, was ill considered. While an excellent novel, in the circumstances it had been better left unwritten.

In combination with his novel the political situation of the world had changed. The World Revolution had succeeded in Russia in 1917. Everyone not in sympathy was anathema and ERB was not in sympathy. He was not loath to advertise this fact. Hence the Communists reacted: in the years 1920-24 his novels were neglected in Britain; they were under assault in Germany; his movie revenues dried up in Hollywood while one wonders if his books received the circulation their popularity demanded.

Another social issue forcing him to the outside was his response to a questionnaire forwarded to him from Chicago sent by the American Jewish Committee. The questionnaire apparently wanted to know his opinions on Jews- was he unequivocally a supporter or did he have reservations. ERB had a reservation that was reasonable but not reasonable enough for the American Jewish Committee. ERB was apparently black listed as all income from the movies ceased from 1921 to 1928. Tarzan was persona non gratis in Hollywood.

When his income dried up ERB was no longer able to support his magnificent estate of Tarzana. Thus began years of economic problems. Hollywood does not tolerate economic problems so there is no record of ERB having a social history in Tinseltown.

ERB began having problems with his publishers most likely because of his anti-Red politics. This resulted in his forming his own publishing company in 1930. So, really by 1930 ERB was virtually outside society. Like his creation Tarzan he was backing down a limb followed by a panther. Undoubtedly it was thought that he would fail as a publisher but he didn’t.

His movie fortunes had changed in 1928 when the ‘anti-Semite’ Joseph P. Kennedy, Jack Kennedy’s father, broke the black list and released a Tarzan movie.

This caused a reaction in the Jewish community that apparently sought to undermine the FBO film Tarzan And The Golden Lion that is available today and a very good silent film starring ERB’s son-in-law, James Pierce who draws a mean bow on the cover.

Two quick films were released by a Jewish film company that held the rights to two novels purchased in 1922 but never filmed. One of these is currently available Tarzan The Tiger while the other isn’t. Frank Merrill of Tarzan The Tiger isn’t a bad Tarzan either.

Apparently heads were put together for a long term solution to Burroughs. A plan was put in effect by Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer, MGM. In 1931 ERB signed a contract with them that virtually stripped him of control of his creation. Although MGM’s 1932 Tarzan Of The Apes was a hit there is good reason to believe it was a clownish attempt to finish the career of Tarzan. No one was more surprised than MGM when the movie became a box office smash. This was the first sound movie and maybe the famous Tarzan yell, that also might have been meant as a joke, put the movie over. But the career of Tarzan was effectively out of Burroughs’ hands. He fought back with a couple really good Tarzan novels. The last of that batch, Tarzan And The Lion Man, ridiculed MGM’s fabled African epic Trader Horn in revenge for MGM’s treatment of Tarzan.

That Burroughs realized he had been frozen out is evident by the scene with which I started this essay where Tarzan is standing outside the walls of London wanting in. This is some of the most masterful writing of a dream sequence imaginable. The room for interpretation is almost unlimited. For this essay I choose to see the scene as representing Burroughs/Tarzan in 1911 when he was standing out in the cold wondering how to be become a success.

Symbolically Tarzan leaps up grasping the down pointed sharpened stakes impossibly lifting himself straight up then rolling forward past the stakes. Burroughs success as a writer was about that impossible and sensational.

Once inside the symbolic London that is populated by a colony of apes who are literal descendants of Henry the Eighth and his court Tarzan skirts the partying crowd to begin a solo attempt to ‘heaven.’ So in real life as Burroughs was shunned by society Tarzan avoids it here. The apes as descendants of Henry the Eighth have been created by a renegade Englishmen known as God to the apes who created them by a process similar to DNA

God’s castle then is known as Heaven and it is that to which Tarzan ascends. As noted earlier he enters a door and is trapped in prison. There is no viable way out so that Heaven is torched going up in flames just as Burroughs career had with the loss of Tarzan. Thus everything Burroughs had worked for for twenty years went up in smoke. This is a very simple interpretation. A more complete one would take fifty or more pages.

Now in control the Judaeo-Communists set about ridding themselves of Burroughs in much the same way, perhaps, that Chicago did.

Burroughs rashly undertook to make his own Tarzan movies. He was led into this disastrous effort by Ashton Dearholt. This man was the husband of Florence Gilbert Dearholt who left Dearholt to marry Burroughs at just this time. Linking up with Dearholt was a recipe for disaster it seems to me.

Burroughs’ venture into film making was disastrous. He had antagonized the radio people so the successful and lucrative Tarzan series were off the air until after his death. His productive years as a writer were behind him so he was almost entirely dependent on MGM for his income. While MGM could have successfully made two or three Tarzan films a year profitably they chose to make a movie only every two or three years keeping Burroughs on a short financial lease.

Unable to sustain a high profile Hollywood life style ERB was forced into exile in 1940 leaving the film capitol for Hawaii.

Thus the process of placing him outside begun in the fifth grade in Chicago was completed in 1940 when he was run out of Los Angeles virtually stripped of his great creation Tarzan.

With their nemesis gone MGM tired of the game giving up the lucrative character a couple years later to Sol Lesser.

Lesser’s Tarzan movies redeemed ERB’s declining years allowing him to return to Los Angeles to quietly live out his life without worries.

I have presented here only as aspect of ERB’s life but in many ways what a life it was. One wonders if ERB was joking when he told a reporter he lived an uneventful life.

The Old Tiger capped his astonishing career in 1950 when he passed to the outside one last time. He passed through an open door that softly closed behind him allowing no return.

Edgar Rice Burroughs:

The Early Married Years

by

R.E. Prindle

 

First published in Burroughs Bulletin

#60 Fall 2004

Why am I stumbling down the highway

When I should be rolling ‘cross the skyway?

– Donovan

It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

-Edgar Rice Burroughs

 

1.

     The marriage to Emma on January 31, 1900 was the definite turning point in Edgar Rice Burroughs’ life.  He wasn’t ready for marriage and he didn’t want it.  Up to this point his life had had no direction; it was leading nowhere, the guy was just drifting.  ERB had no clear cut goals and if had had one he had no plan in place to attain it.

     Beyond a vague interest in art and literature he had no career ideas.  Judging from the evidence between his brief and unsatisfactory stint at the Chicago Art Institue at which he refused to subject himself to discipline and the commencement of his literary career, his mind was always tending or drifting to some such end.  However at the beginning of 1900, with a new wife and the attendant responsibilites he had to find some way to end his rough and rowdy ways and succeed in business, to make his pile before he was thirty.

     Striking it rich before he was thirty was important to him.  That desire may have influenced him to head West in 1903 to join his brothers in their gold dredging business.  Perhaps he thought he might get in on a major find.  Finding a pile of gold or precious stones would be a dominating theme in his Tarzan novels.  Tarzan was an extension of his primary personality facet.

     But now, as his own life entered the second phase, the country was entering the second of the three distinct phases it would embrace during Burroughs’ lifetime.  The first phase we have already covered in depicting Burroughs’ first twenty-five years.  The transition from Davy Crockett and Daniel Boone and the Wild Frontier to modern industrial America was completed in such a bewilderingly rapid manner that one wonders that anyone kept his sanity.  The world you lived in today was literally gone tomorrow.

     The life of George T. Burroughs spanned this transition from conestoga wagons to the Model T.  From the invention of the telegraph and Morse Code to the long distance  telephone lines with a phone in the living room.  From Virgin forests and unbroken sod to cutover wastelands and McCormickReapers cutting over immense fields of golden wheat.

     The world of Fennimore Cooper’s Natty Bumppo in the The Prairie had disappeared almost before it was seen.  there was barely time to write about it.  Right behind Bumppo the skyscrapers of Chicago were thrust into the air while the conflict between the White City and the Black City erupted into industrial warfare.  Out of the smoke and flames of burning railway carriages the twentieth century was born.

     The streamlined Twentieth Century Limited took the place of purpose built looking locomotives.  the might ten-wheel drive ushered in the new era.  My god, it takes your breath away just to think about it!  What had happened almost wasn’t even a beginning it was just a foretaste of things to come.

     One wonders how it affected Edgar Rice Burroughs.  Perhaps it was happening too fast to register on the conscious mind.  I don’t know if anyone alive has ingested and digested the changes since the great convulsion of 1789.  God knows I have tried and failed miserably, as this pitiful effort shows, yet I do honestly believe that I have succeeded better than a very few.

     Perhaps in his way Edgar Rice Burroughs made the attempt with his Martian chronicles representing science and the future, with the Tarzan novels dealing with his contemporary life, while the Pellucidar series may possible have represented the unspoiled vistas of primordial Cooperesque America.  It’s not an unattractive notion, but I don’t know how true it might be.

     By 1900 America was ‘won’.  Won and lost.  Many plunged fearlessly into the furture while others dragged their feet trying to reclaim that which, while it could still be seen, was no longer there.  The Vanished Frontier had a profound effect on American life.  It spawned a whole new class of men or at least defined their manifestation.  They were men and a way of life which had a profound effect on the mind of Burroughs.  While he would never join them, he fantasized the life and if one looks closely wrote a great deal about them.  These men were the hoboes, tramps and bums, the inveterate roamers who made Chicago the main stem of their transient empire.

     In Chicago their main stem or gathering place was on Madison Avenue, the street on which the battery factory was located.  Young Burroughs must have marveled at the phenomenon every spring as the hoboes cleared out of Chicago to spread over the mid-west to help in the sowing and harvesting of the great crops of grain.  Every fall they poured out of the boxcars to return to winter in the Windy City.

     All they needed was a stake of thirty dollars to get them through the whole winter.  Thirty dollars for six months!  That’s all it took in those days.  When one hears ERB plead poverty when he was earning two thousand or more a year one wonders whether his claims were real or only answered a psychological need.

     Nor were these mere down-and-out men as they are pictured in the imagination.  As Robert Service was to picture them, these were ‘The Men Who Don’t Fit In’; men who made an ideology of their roaming which was given political form and organization beginning in the first decade of the twentieth century.  As Burroughs identified with hoboes as an aspect of his Animus or personality given him by his encounter with John the Bully, I would like to take some space to describe the Hobo phenomenon.

     Hoboes are perhaps the most amazing and unique of historical phenomena.  They were born of the railroad and are inseparable from it.  As we all know, the Golden Spike uniting the East and West coasts was driven on Promontory Point in Utah immediately after the end of the Civil War.  The line was audaciously laid through unconquered Indian territory and buffalo wallows.  We all remember movie scenes of Indians attacking the Iron Horse with bows and arrows and ‘hunters’ shooting buffalo from train cars dragged behind locomotives belching smoke and flames.

     Before the Civil War trains were an innovation in world history arriving in America only in the mid-1830s.  After the War Between The States, rail lines proliferated with amazing speed so that by the time of ERB and Emma’s wedding there were literally hundreds of thousands of miles of rail lines crisscrossing the country from North to South and East to West.  Passenger trains which are not particularly well suited for hoboing formed a very small percentage of trains, while freight trains formed the bulk of the cars.  Box cars were deadheaded or shuttled back and forth empty, no freight.  These were the preferred hobo mode of conveyance; they were dry, out of the weather and comparatively warm and comfortable.

     Like any other war, the Civil War produced a legion or two of men whose nerves had been so disorganized by the excitement of war that they found it difficult to reintegrate themselves into society.  Many of them took to working on the railroads, building the lines here and there.  Tansportation was provided by boxcar so, I suppose, they got used to riding in boxcars.

     As the lines spread and proliferated, it became possible to just hop a train and ride.  As the hobo songwriter Jimmie Rodgers put it:

When a woman gets the blues

She hangs her little head and cries;

When a woman gets the blues

She hangs her little head and cries;

When a man get the blues

He hops a train and rides.

Before the Civil War that wasn’t possible.

     Thus, as time passed and the first generation of hoboes left the road, anyone who was restless, adventurous, didn’t want to work or just didn’t fit in could take to a life of roaming.  The roaming life was a romantic ideal that had its charms.

     Not unsurprisingly a body of literature developed espousing the ideals that motivated hoboing.  These took the forms of songs and poems, all narratives are suspect, the Hobo mind falling to rhyme.  Large amounts of the literature are anonymous probably growing to fruition around campfires in the hobo jungles as their gathering sites were known.  Hence the line from the song ‘Wabash Cannoball’:  You’re riding through the jungles on the Wabash Cannonball.

     However there were also poets who composed for their audience.  The Wobbly Joe Hill wrote one of the most famous songs:  ‘Hallelujah, I’m A Bum.’  Perhaps the currently most famous of the Hobo poets is Woody Guthrie.  His Grand Coulee Dam and Roll On Columbia are noteworthy songs for any genre.  One of his songs which has become an anthem for the disaffected only makes real sense when it is placed in the context of hobo ideology.  That was:

This land is your land,

This land is my land,

From California,

To the New York Island.

     Guthrie means that this land is the true possession of the wandering hobo and not businessmen or straights like you and me.

      For a thumbnail sketch of the Hobo of Burroughs’ time and his ideals, let’s read a song which has retained some currency down to this day.  There are apparently innumerable verses and variations on verses that were concocted around the jungle fires but his is the recension printed in The Oxford Book of American Verse (Oxford University Press, 1927)  It’s probably cleaned up a little for academic tastes but it still has a nice breezy quality.

The Big Rock Candy Mountain

Introduction

On a summer day in the month of May,

A burly little bum come a hikin’,

He was travelin’ down that lonesome road.

A lookin’ for his likin’.

He was headed for a land that’s far away,

Beside those crystal fountains,

I’ll see you all, this comin’ fall

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.

 1.

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

You never change your socks,

And the little streams of alkyhol

Come a tricklin’ down the rocks.

Where the shacks all have to tip their hats,

And the railroad bulls are blind.

There’s a lake of stew, and whiskey too,

And you can paddle all around ’em

In your big canoe,

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.

Chorus:  O…the buzzin’ of the bees

In the cigarette trees,

Round the soda water fountains,

Next to the lemonade springs,

Where the wangdoodle sings

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.

2.

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,

There’s a land that fair and bright

Where the handouts grow on bushes,

And you sleep out every night,

Where the boxcars all are empty

And the sun shines every day,

O I’m bound to go where there ain’t no snow,

Where the rain don’t fall and the wind don’t blow,

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.

(Chorus)

 3.

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,

The jails are made of tin,

And you can bust right out again

As soon as you get in.

The farmers trees are full of fruit,

The barns are full of hay,

I’m going to stay where you sleep all day,

Where they boiled in oil the inventory of toil,

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains. (Chorus)

     Now there’s a utopia in a parallel universe worthy of the pen of H.G. Wells.

     The poem does not refer to the dreams of a defeated man but rather a defiant one, one who has rejected the motivations of the ordinary man who does work for a living.  This man is going to pluck the labor of other men for his own benefit- the farmers trees are full of fruit- while using another’s toil for his own benefit- the barns are full of hay.  the Hobo is going to a place where they ‘boiled in oil the man who invented toil.’  The Hobo won’t work.

      In another poem he says:  ‘I could be a banker if I wanted to be.  But the thought of an iron cage is too suggestive to me.  Now, I could be a broker without the slightest excuse.  But look at 1929 and tell me what’s the use.’

     As can be seen, the Hobo equates himself with the executive class but to reach his true position in society he would have to apply himself or ‘toil’ against which alternative he adamantly sets his face.

     He would rather lament a fate that has inexplicably denied him his birthright, his true place in society.

     As another of the great hobo songwriters, Jimmie Rodgers (1897-1933) put it in his ‘Hobo’s Meditation’.

Tonight as I lay on the boxcar

Just waiting for a train to pass by,

What will become of the hobo

When their time comes to die.

Has the Master up there in heaven

Got a place we might call a home

Will we have to work for a living

Or can we continue to roam?

Will there be any freight trains in heaven

Any boxcars in which we might hide

Will there be any tough cops or brakemen

Will they tell us that we cannot ride?

Will the hobo chum with the rich man

Will he always have money to spare

Will they have respect for a hobo

In the land that is hidden up there?

 

     The ‘land that is hidden up there’ is the same as the Big Rock Candy Mountain where the rich man will admit the hobo to equality and respect, by which the hobo means supremacy.  For make no mistake, the hobo as H.H. Knibbs indicates has the true vision of life:

We are the true nobility!

Sons of rest and the outdoor air!

Knights of the tie and rail are we,

Lightly wandering everywhere.

Having no gold we have no care,

As over the crust of world we go,

Stepping in time to this ditty rare:

Take up your bundle and beat it, ‘Bo.

     That’s almost a political agenda to match the ideology.  Knibbs say in his ‘The Grand Old Privilege.:

Folks say we got no morals- that they all fell in the soup,

And no conscience- so the would-be goodies say.

And perhaps our good intentions did just up and flew the coop,

While we stood around and watched them fade away.

But there’s one thing that we’re loving more than money, grub or booze,

Or even the decent folks that speaks us fair,

And that’s the grand old privilege and chuck our luck and choose

Any road at any time anywhere.

Well, that’s a fine impatience with any state of affairs.

So it’s best ‘Bo, while your feet are mates;

Take a look at the whole United States.

Oh the fire and a pal and a smoke at night,

And up again in the morning bright,

With nothing but road and sky in sight!

And nothing to do but go.

     I love the sound of it myself, but if you look behind the glitter of Knibbs you’ll see a man with alternatives talking.  Knibbs is kind of your Fifth Avenue penthouse hobo talking.  Henry Herbert Knibbs (1874-1945), who had such a profound effect on Edgar Rice Burroughs, was a year older while dying a few years earlier.

     He came from a well-to-do family where he developed a feeling of romance for cowboys and bums back East, although he never really belonged to either.  He may even have chosen the road for a couple years experience, for something to write about, as he intended to write being an English major in college.  He certainly became prosperous enough writing for the slicks like The Saturday Evening Post, The American and even breaking into H.L. Mencken’s Smart Set, none of which his chum Edgar Rice Burroughs could ever break into.

     Yes, so it’s up ‘Bo for a trip from Barstow to old Berdoo and back to LA for a hot bath and bottle of scotch.  That’s my kind of life on the road.

     Ta, ta, I’m getting away from myself.

     Knibbs and Rodgers and Guthrie actually came after the peak of the phenomenon which was ending by 1903 when the ‘Boes and Tramps and Bums were organizing into their supreme effort to create the Big Rock Candy Mountain right here on earth; when they made their supreme attempt to snatch supremacy from those snooty executives who wouldn’t chum with them; yes, damn them, we’ll combine in the I.W.W. and then we’ll see.

For, don’t you see, the West is dead.

What path is left for you to tread

When hunger wolves are slinking near

Do you not know the West is dead?

 The ‘blanket stiff’ now packs his bed

Along the trail of yesteryear

What path is left for you to tread?

Your fathers gold sunsets led

To virgin prairies wide and clear

Do you not know the West is dead?

Now dismal cities rise instead

And freedom is not there nor here

What path is left for you to tread?

Your father’s world, for which they bled,

Is fenced and settled far and near

Do you not know the West is dead?

Your fathers gained a crust of bread

Their bones bleach on the lost frontier,

What path is left for you to tread

Do you not know the West is dead?

Anon. As quoted by Ralph Chaplin (1887-1961) in his autobiography ,  Wobbly: The Rough And Tumble Story Of An American Radical  (University of Chicago Press, 1948)

     So that was the problem the bindle stiffs faced, it was work or die, no place to move on to, and which they began to attempt to resolve.  Burroughs was stuck in the middle, he couldn’t become a bum which he romantically would have liked nor could he realistically aspire to a seat on the board.  Nature’s gold was all taken so he could only aspire to the gold in his mind.

     While he might have yearned to be the hobo Bridge of his ‘Out There Somewhere; when he married, he had to abandon that hope, although nearly twenty years later he wrote ‘Tarzan The Untamed’ which can be read as ‘Burroughs the Untamed’.  He still yearned after his rough and rowdy ways.

The End.

Addendum To Springtime For Edgar Rice Burroughs

An Analysis Of Chap. I, Tarzan The Untamed

By

R.E. Prindle

 

 

I hope I will be excused for submitting an analysis of only the first Chapter of Tarzan The Untamed. It seems to be very significant while justice couldn’t be done to its remarkable content within a full book review.

Tarzan The Untamed is unusual in that it took ERB a little over a year to write. A very long time for him. The book is also one of the longest Tarzan volumes.

The book was begun three months before Armistice Day on November 11, 1918. This was a tremendously busy period for Burroughs as in January of 1919 he severed his lifelong ties with Chicago forever, moving to Los Angeles. The evidence of the first chapter undoubtedly written by him in August of ‘18 is that this was an especially traumatic period of life for him.

He said he walked out on Emma several times during their marriage. The external evidence of Tarzan The Untamed, Tarzan The Terrible and Tarzan And The Golden Lion is that this period was one of them. At the very least this was a very stormy period for him in his marriage.

The Chapter in question can be divided into three episodes: The killing of Jane and Tarzans discovery of the deed, his reversion to a ‘great white ape’, and the confrontation with the panther. As David Adams has pointed out, whenever a leopard or panther is involved Burroughs is dealing with his sexual problems.

Writing in 1918-19 Burroughs antedates the story to the Fall of 1914 just after the Great War began. He seems to have been particularly aroused by the War. Much to the amazement of his publisher he wanted to become a war correspondent. He was unable to find a place. His writing during this period is replete with references to the War.

It seems possible to relate the death of Jane in the Fall of 1914 to Emma and the Mad King which was written between 9/26 and 11/2 in the Fall of 1914 when the Great War was in progress as reflected in ERB’s story. In the earlier story, ‘Barney Custer of Beatrice’, Barney had performed great services for the Princess Emma, done everything he could do to win her love and trust but she remained distant and distrustful. As the Princess Emma’s attitude refects that of Emma Burroughs this refusal to trust him must have infuriated ERB who at the time must have felt that he done everything a woman could expect of a man. He, in the character of Waldo in 1913’s Cave Girl Part I, actually tells Nadara, who had the same attitude as Princess Emma, that.

ERB’s and Emma’s relationship must have been strained over the intervening four years perhaps reaching a crisis at this time as ERB appears to have walked out at some time in this period although with the turmoil of moving and resettling it is difficult to tell when.

At any rate the brutal murder of Jane burned beyond all recognition except significantly her jewelry indicates the depth of ERB’s emotions. The jewelry may be especially significant in that ERB lamented that in his impoverished days he had to pawn Emma’s jewelry. That time or those times may have been especially bitter for him.

While it is true that he was persuaded to change the story bringing Jane back to life there seems little possibility for the reader to believe anything but that Jane was actually killed. The implication then is that Emma was dead to ERB. He had always regretted marrying Emma, or marrying at all, even going to the extent of saying that Tarzan should never have married which is to say himself. One wonders why, if he felt so strongly he didn’t seek a divorce at this time.

That is how ERB resolves that sexual problem of his wife. ERB then inserts a long paragraph explaining that now that Jane is dead Tarzan reverts to his original identity of the ‘great White ape’ or pure beast. It is explained that he never felt comfortable in his thin veneer of civilization. He assumed it merely because it pleased Jane and now that she is dead he no longer has any use for the guise. Hence as he stalks through the jungle in pursuit of the Germans he does so as a stalking beast no different than a lion or tiger. But more intelligent. He may revert to the beast but he doesn’t abandon the intellectual trappings of the veneer of civilization. Still got Daddy’s knife at his side.

Then in the last third of the chapter having resolved his heterosexual problem he turns to another serious aspect of his sexuality, that of his feeling of emasculation. That aroused homosexual feelings in him that he stoutly rejected.

ERB gave voice to this part of his psychology in Bridge And The Oskaloosa Kid, or otherwise, The Oakdale Affair of 1917, the previous year. Whether there are indications of homosexual feeling between Bridge and Billy Byrne in ‘Out There Somewhere’ is not clear to me at this time. I would have to read it again with that object in mind but they are probably there. As there are abundant indications of the sexual malaise in his subsequent writings it would seem clear that having solved one sexual problem by having others kill it he then turned to the emasculation problem that he had to deal with by himself alone, killing it.

In all other instances where the leopard or panther symbol appears women are involved except in one instance involving the male ape, Akut, in Beasts of Tarzan. There are definite homosexual overtones in that episode. As Tarzan confronts the male panther in this instance alone the beast must refer to Burroughs own sexual ambivalence. Especially as in this instance ERB combines the Panther motif with the terrific storm and extreme darkness.

The theme of storm and leopard is most dramatically portrayed in Tarzan And The Leopard Men of 1931 that opens with leopard men slashing victims, is followed by a terrific storm and succeeds to the confrontation between Old Timer/ERB and Kali Bwana/Florence.

Tarzan the Invincible of 1930 has the terrific storm as Tarzan and La come close to sexual consummation.

So, in this story almost separate from the rest of the novel, the story opens with the brutal murder of Jane followed by Tarzan’s confrontation with Sheeta in the terrific storm.

In this story we learn that Tarzan has some favorite trees. I can’t think of another instance in the oeuvre where Tarzan returns to a tree. In every other instance he merely selects a new tree for the night. In this instance having discovered the murdered Jane he goes to a tree he has often used. I don’t know what that means sexually.  Perhaps if he had walked out on her before this he had some place he favored until reconciled.

Goro plays a prominent role. Unlike Greek mythology with which ERB was familiar where the moon is feminine in Burroughs mind the moon is masculine.

Thus it is night with the moon shining although a storm is building. Tarzan climbs the giant bole of the tree to find Sheeta sleeping on his mat in the crotch of the great limb. Thus the emasculation lurking in Burroughs’ subconscious haunts his nighttime bed. At this point the storm begins to break with gale force winds. Clouds obscure the moon and it gets dark, very dark, as dark, one might say as the tomb. It is a peculiarity of Burroughs’ heroes that they can see or find their way in the dark where you or I couldn’t. This is a very potent subconscious symbol. I’m not yet clear on Burroughs’ use of the symbol of darkness.

The Panther in this instance is a male as Burroughs refers to it as ‘he’. Thus in the night in his bed Tarzan comes upon a male sexual symbol. A quote:

Quote:

It was very dark now, darker even than it had ever been before, (see, we’re getting very serious) for almost the entire sky was overcast by thick black clouds.

Presently the man-beast paused, his sensitive nostrils dilating as he sniffed the air about him. Then with the swiftness and agility of a cat, he leaped far outward upon a swaying branch, sprang upward through the darkness, caught another, swung himself upon it and then to one still higher. What could so suddenly have transformed this matter-of-fact ascent (matter-of-fact ascent? What does that mean?) of the giant bole to the swift and wary action of his detour among the branches? You or I could have seen nothing- not even the little platform that an instant before had been just above him and which now was immediately below- but as he swung above it we should have heard an ominous growl; and then as the moon was momentarily uncovered , we should have seen both the platform dimly, and a dark mass that lay stretched upon it- A dark mass that presently, as our eyes became accustomed to the lesser darkness, would take the form of Sheeta, the panther.

Unquote.

As this is obviously a dream or subconscious sequence we don’t have to take into account improbabilities such as the moon breaking through the thick black clouds so conveniently.

Security for Tarzan is always being above things so that once his sensitive nostrils pick out Sheeta on his platform by a series of amazing acrobatics among the waving boughs in the rising gale Tarzan finds a secure place on a branch above the platform. He is now in a position to manage Sheeta. Tarzan always deals with Sheeta by descending upon him or leaping on his back.

In ‘Beasts’ he saves Akut by falling on Sheeta’s back as Sheeta descends from a tree on Akut. At the end of Leopard Men he does a standing leap onto Sheeta’s back. In this instance in a driving rain storm amidst lightening and thunder, on a whipping branch in a gale he does a somersault over Sheeta’s snout onto his back. These are acrobatics I would like to witness.

Now, in 1913’s Cave girl Part I Waldo killed the panther when it fell onto his upright spear. Spear equals penis as symbol. That pelt was given to Nadara after Waldo had worn it himself for some time. If the pelt is associated with both a homo and hetero sexuality homo in the sense of emasculation then there is a real sexual ambivalence indicated. In the case of Cave Girl Waldo assumed the masculinity of the Panther thus augmenting his own to its former state then having regained his masculinity he was able to invest Nadara with his love.

Jane is dead here so that it appears that Tarzan/Burroughs, still troubled by ambivalence as is also evidenced in 1917’s Bridge And The Kid where the Kid is a woman dressed as a man very ambivalently. In that story Bridge/Burroughs is very relieved to discover this boy he has fallen in love with is really a girl. Using his spear, a symbol of the penis, to goad Sheeta to an attack Tarzan retreats in gale force winds to the extremity of a large limb followed by the cat. Had the limb broken one assumes that ERB may have succumbed to his emasculation or latent homosexuality as he plunged back to earth. On earth he has to deal with realities. This is reminiscent of Heracles. Tarzan is a jungle Heracles. Having gotten Sheeta far out on the limb where his footing is insecure, it is at this point in the violence of the storm and wind that he somersaults onto Sheeta’s back.

Sheeta then loses his balance falling from the safety of the trees to earth with Tarzan on his back. Landing splay footed he is smashed to the ground by Tarzan’s weight. Unable to rise in time he is stabbed to death by Tarzan using his father’s knife.

Thus it would appear that so long as Tarzan is in the trees or his imagination he doesn’t really have to deal with earthly problems. But, once on the earth he has to deal with problems directly. As he has killed Sheeta on the earth one is to assume that he believes he has solved the problem of his sexual ambivalence. However the storm rages for a full twenty-four hours with whatever meaning that may have.

Thus in this traumatic day and night Tarzan/ERB’s heterosexual relationship is ended while we are led to believe he slays his emasculated homosexual ambivalence.

Having killed Sheeta Tarzan gathers an armful of fronds that in no way hinder his climbing the giant bole of the tree.

Quote:

Laying a few of the fronds upon the poles he lay down and covered himself against the rain with the others and despite the wailing of the wind and the crashing of thunder, immediately fell asleep.

Unquote.

Good thing the gale didn’t blow the fronds that covered him away. But this is a dream sequence, why would they?

Remember that these scenes of the killing of Jane and ERB’s dealing with his senseof emasculation are occurring in the Fall of 1914 at the time he was in fact writing the sequel to The Mad King, Barney Custer.

In that case Maenck was killing Barney’s alter ego Leopold while Emma/Emma stood round indecisively pondering whether to accept Barney/ERB in his new role as King. In other words ERB’s old loser self was dead while he was permanently assuming his new role as the successful ERB. In Untamed Jane/Emma is killed while Tarzan/ERB slays another troublesome alter ego or sexual problem.

In point of fact Emma Burroughs was quite right to insist that Jane not be killed. Had ERB let the death stand there would have been a gross inconsistency in the oeuvre as he already had Jane playing a prominent role in Jewels of Opar in 1915. Such a glaring inconsistency might have seriously compromised the on going story, actually a roman-a-fleuve, perhaps endangering its continuing success.

The Untamed in the title undoubtedly refers to ERB who is proclaiming his independence from Emma and the bonds of marriage. This theme too was explored in 1913’s Cave Girl which was concerned with the issue of marriage and free love.

Waldo in that story insisted upon waiting to consummate the love between he and Nadara until a minister was handy while she was puzzled as to why there was a need to wait when they were obviously meant for each other.

Untamed begun in Chicago would be finished in Los Angeles under very different circumstances than Burroughs’ life in the Windy City. As the story finished he would be the proud possessor of his own empire- Tarzana.

Burroughs just keeps getting more and more complex.

Pt. 4 Something Of Value I

October 30, 2007

Something Of Value I

by

R.E. Prindle

Part 4

 

     A minor mythographer who emerged at the same time as Burroughs and his  Tarzan was the famous character Dr. Fu Manchu of the Irishman Arthur H.S. Ward writing under the name of Sax Rohmer.  While his subject is in disrepute at the present time, Rohmer was aware that the times were one of a world sea change.  He sensed, along with a few others, now equally in disrepute, that the EuroAmerican tide had crested; its flow was now out.

     Rohmer running counter to Western trends made careful ethnic identities even to the point of identifying Irish and Anglo sub-groups although some of the characteristics he attributed to them seem mistaken to my eye.

     Nevertheless he sensed the world was entering a period of Mfecane, to use the African term, or a time of troubles to use the Western term.

     The African Mfecane which occured among the Bantu tribes of South Africa during the first half of the nineteenth century, and recorded so ably by Burroughs’ major influence, Rider Haggard, was a time when rapdily expanding population pressed on available resources.   This was the time when the Zulu chief Chaka organized the Zulu impis or military battalions so excitingly described by Haggard.  They were used, in the Zulu phrase to ‘stamp the ememy flat’ which is to say, exterminate them.

     Numerous Bantu tribes were either exterminated or driven out to find new lands which is to say stamp non-Zulu tribes flat or drive them off good lands into the desert.  Such is the historical process which operates without respect to race.  Now, historically all peoples consider themselves the true men while all others are an emasculated inferior sort.  This was and is true of the Semites.  We all know the legend of diabolical Jewish cleverness.  As is well known the Jews consider themselves the Chosen People of not only their tribal god but they have made of their god a universal god that has been accepted by an astonishingly large number of people.  The Chinese peoples, which Dr. Fu Manchu represented, consider themselves of the Celestial Empire or Middle Kingdom to which all must bend the knee.  The Arab Semites pray:  Praise be to Allah, Lord of Creation…Guide us in the right path, the path of those whom you have favored.

     Thus both leading Semitic peoples believe they are Chosen peoples which explains that conflict.  In the United States, of course, we believe we have god on our side.  We are naturally right being unable to be wrong.  Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition.

     Strangely enough the contemporary world believes it is living outside the historical process, that evolution has ended leaving all species in stasis whereas nothing could be further from the truth.  A mythographer like Sax Rohmer is in possession of the truth.  This was made apparent with the success of the Bolshevik Revolution when Mfecane took definite shape.

     In this long wave action by the Jewish people that began with the apostasy of Sabbatai Zevi in 1666 it seemed momentarily that the messianic years of 1913-28 would be crowned with success, that the Jews would achieve world domination by 1928.  The Bolshevik Revolution created a storm of anti-Jewish reaction.

     This period from the Revolution of 1917-24 when Lenin died was one of intense apprehensive literature about worldwide Jewish intentions.  Not counting the new Nazi reaction in Germany there was a burst of literature criticizing the Jews.  In the United States, usually so placid, a reaction was led by Henry Ford then at the crest of his reputation as an auto maker.  He had his reasons.

     Ford thought he was dealing with an intellectual problem.  He wasn’t aware that he had involved himself in an emascualtion contest, or pissing match as they are vulgarly called.  The Jews, of course, never let the problem be examined on its merits but immediately raised the spectre of anti-Semitism.  Ford was accordingly branded an anti-Semite.  Why he or anyone else shoud favor the manhood of Jews over his own is, or should be, open to conjecture but no one can withstand the charge of anti-Semitism and remain respectable in his community.  Ford lost the fight on the grounds of anti-Semitism, not the facts, while the Jews now confess to his accusations.

     Disregarding all the benefits Ford conferred on civilization, which are very, very many, his fellows deserted him and he has no reputation today.

     Thus, as of 1924, it seemed to the Jews as though the millennium had come but then Lenin died.  Stalin seized the reins of Soviet government while Hitler’s star was in the ascendance in Germany.

     The pall of Freud’s vision of the unconscious spread over the world.  All other interpretations of the unconscious had been suppressed.  Men like Jean Genet were coming into their own.  Then, a year before the messianic years ended when things didn’t look quite so rosy Freud wrote another book, calling this one the Future Of An Illusion.  This is a difficult book to understand.  To merely condemn religion in the abstract seems redundant, even puerile.  Freud appears to be responding to the defeat of the Jewish revolution in the Soviet Union.  This must be the illusion whose future concerns him.  While Hitler had not yet crushed the Judaeo-Communist revolution in Germany matters were in hand.

     Stalin was neutralizing, if not yet eliminating, the cadre that executed the Revolution.  It would be another two years before Freud realized that his instructions in 1917 had been in vain.  In fact his releasing of his negative vision of the subconscious was about to backfire on him in the hands of Stalin and Hitler in a spectacular way.

     I think that it is also signficant that, in these later years of his life, the Castration Complex became more signficant in his thinking, almost displacing the Oedipus Complex in importance.  His concentration on it has the sound of an hysterical shriek as the failure of the millennium would be a type of group castration.

     For the mythographers, the Burroughs of 1911-17 had been a plateau.  Burroughs had brought all the mythological strands together.  Like the arrow shot in the air to land one knew not where now one knew where Burroughs’ writing had been leading.  It was his turn to inseminate many minds.  Those minds no longer had only books to disseminate their views but they had even more potent forms of communication.  The nickelodeon of the eighteen nineties had evolved into movies shown in palaces.  Looking back, the early movie theatres were a temporary but spectacular moment.  In my hometown the chif theatre was appropriately called:  The Temple.

     The movie makers seized on the psychological projections of the mythographers which could be interpreted and manipulated quite independently of the intentions of the authors.  This brought a number of projections which might have been overlooked into the forefront of world consciousness.  The exploration of Bram Stoker’s Dracula began in earnest, soon bearing little relation to Stoker’s book.  Another stunning projection that would have gone unnoticed except for the movies was Gaston Le Roux’s Phantom Of The Opera.  While not a particularly good book, although arresting, the character was coopted by a Hollywood producer while the book was being serialized in a New York paper.  Strangely, the Phantom has become a counterpart of Victor Hugo’s Jean Valjean among the Red/Liberals.

     Radio had come along in 1920 to be a force from the thirties on.

     Movies and radio appealed directly to the subconscious in the brain stem through the eyes and ears which are connected to the brain stem more or less bypassing the conscious mind.  With the movies there is too much content to consciously assimilate while the speed with which it passes leaves no room for consideration.  Books on the other hand are read into the brain stem but are immediately evaluated by the conscious mind.

     At least until the emergence of video tapes beginning in the 1970s movies were an ephemeral form of entertainment.  Memories of movies are extremely unreliable as the subconscious manipulates the material for its own uses.  Today one can review this ephemera which had such an influence on you, understanding and correcting any misconceptions.

     Even more ephemeral and now lost forever was the radio show.  One that left the most indelible impression was influenced by Burrough’s work.  That most mortal but penetrating pyschological projection was The Shadow.

     Today he can live only in the minds of those who were there although abut 350 pulp novels were written about the Shadow of which 280 were written by one man, if you can believe it.  He was Walter Gibson. One believed that the Shadow stepped through the creaking door of the Inner Sanctum.

     I have never seen the pulp novels but, as Gibson was in charge of both the show and the novels, the results must be the same.  The stories were unimportant, as indeed all stories are, the important thing was and is the attitude, the myth.  What mythographers call the truth.  Thus if you hear only the literal story you have missed the real story.  All good writing is done in keys.

     The shows could only have been written post-Freud as well as post-Burroughs.  the images do not appeal to the conscious mind.

     The Shadow had learned ‘the hypnotic power to cloud men’s minds so that they cannot see him.’  (p. 608 On The Air:  The Encyclopedia Of Old Time Radio, John Dunning, Oxford 1998) This may sound like so much hocus pocus, yet if one reads Freud’s Group Psychology carefully one will see that what Freud is proposing is hypnotizing groups to achieve one’s ends unnoticed.

     If you watch the movies of Hitler working up a crowd you are watching a master hypnotist at work.  Perhaps he also had read Le Bon.  He comes quietly to the fore after his introduction, stands quietly watching and listening,  his hand drops down to manipulate some items on the table.  The audience, in their thousands, sit waiting in anticipation.  Hitler begins to speak, quietly, indifferently; then his pace picks up, his intensity increases, passion flows from his voice while he gestures wildly, dramatically bringing his huge audience into a trance which he is able to satisfy completely before terminating the seance in a wild orgy of screaming indignation and wildly flailing gesticulation.  It may not look impressive viewing it with cool dispassion on film but he’s good, even an artist.

     Watch him.  You don’t even have to understand German.  He was terrific.

     Freud also, merely through the force of his personality and reputation was able, through his writing, to influence large numbers of influential people, through them the masses, just by telling them in abstruse terms what they wanted to hear.  To wit:  Let your unconscious rule, the more sex you have the better a person you will be, do not allow any fancy you may have to be repressed.  It’s bad for you.  The unconscious, sex and free expression of the libido are good.  You like that don’t you?  If you act on it you may as well consider yourself hypnotized.

     The Shadow in the Freudian sense and the Burroughsian sense was a man of many identities.  One becomes a personality of many facets in the unconscious, one might almost say multiple personalities.  Indeed, the Shadow lived in the everyday world under a borrowed identity not even his own.  “To two persons only is the Shadow’s true identity known- that of Kent Allard, internationally known aviator- and those persons are Xinca Indians, servants picked up by Allard during a stay among their tribe in Central America.  A guise often used by the Shadow is that of Lamont Cranston, world renowned big game hunter and traveler, when Cranston is away on his travels.  This is by leave of the real Cranston, a man of deep understanding.” (The Pulps: Fifty Years Of American Pop Culture, compiled by Tony Goodstone, Bonanza 1970, p. 228)

     Cranston must indeed have been a man of deep understanding while Kent Allard was freed from responsibility for his acts.  Nice situation if you can get it.  Like all the psychological projections the Shadow was a man of many identities.  Most of the projections were experts of disguise, being able to imitate a vast variety of human conditions perfectly from street sweeper to nuclear scientist.  Real Urban Spacemen.  In Burroughs’ case he created a number of alter egos including John Carter, John Clayton also known as Tarzan, Lord Passmore and other identities, David Innes and Normal Bean.  Unlike Freudian/Liberals they were and are more aligned with a firm grip on morality.  Jekyll to the core.  As the Shadow said:  Crime must go!  He gave his mocking laugh and said:  ‘Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men?  The Shadow knows.’  Purge your hearts f0r there is no escaping the Shadow.

     There was a lot of evil lurking in the hearts of men during the thirties.  A very large part of it was centered in Germany and the Soviet union where the epic struggle between good and evil was taking shape that was to end in that catastrophic war.  I know you will think that the evil was represented by Adolf Hitler and the good by Judaeo-Communism.

     Hitler has been represented as the nadir of evil.  He was certainly one of the bad boys of history but then his Freudian style subconscious had been released.  Besides, as I have pointed out he was the antagonist and not the protagonist; in other words he could not have existed without Judaeo-Communism, possibly not without Freud:  he was acting in self-defense.

     Hitler was not outside history as some would have it.  It is time to integrate him into the historical process so the period can be understood.  The period from 1913 to 1945 was one in which the great goddess Kali danced merrily around the world while Shiva played the pipes.  Death is the eternal dance of life in the deepest mythological sense.  Nor do Shiva and Kali care how many or who die.  Many go, many more come.  Since 1913 mankind, not Hitler, but mankind has murdered its hundreds of millions but Nature has replaced the dead with billions.  After the human destruction of seven decades the world population has grown to life stifling levels.  If the world population is twelve billion by 2050 as has been predicted, mankind will see Kali dance more wildly than ever before while Shiva plays faster, faster and more madly still.  Hitler an arch demon?  What?  Grow up.

     From the point of view of Religious Consciousness and this holds true for Judaism, Christianity and Moslemism anything and everything that happens, is merely the will of god.  God works in mysterious way his wonders to perform while his mind is beyond the ken of man.  I mean…if you believe this religious stuff then you have to accept all of it or else.  This is religious fact!  Thus Hitler was merely peforming the will of god as he had no other choice.  God had created set and setting.  From the Religious point of view Hitler must therefore be blameless while god is accountable for all that transpired.

     From the scientific Darwinian evolutionary point of view the great wars were inevitable.   The wars were the inevitable consequence of natural selection.  I know that the general consensus is that not only do we live outside the historical process but that all the evolutionary rules have been set aside in our case.  To those people I say believe as you will.  In point of fact the struggle for human special existence goes on today as it did in the thirties and forties.  One species will triumph over the others if society as we know it is not ended by natural causes by c. 2050.

     The period under consideration was a confllict between Slavs, Germans and Jews.  It occurred adjacent to and was partially caused by Jewish millennial ideas.  Germans and Slavs had been contending for centuries both along the Slavic German border as well as in Courland which ran around the southern and eastern Baltic and within Russian itself.

     During the nineteenth century  the Czars encouraged Germans to colonize the Ukraine as farmers.  A large German colony was established at the mouth of the Volga River.  An alien Semitic people, the Jews, resided in Germany and Russia.  While the Jews claim to have been loyal German and Russian subjects this notion is nonsense which will not bear up to historical analysis.  They were part of the international Jewish community residing in their respective States.  Just as the Germans and Slavs wished them to accept their national identities, as Semites the Jews wished to impose their world view on them.  Hence one has a classic example of Natural Selection, varieties and species in conflict.  In addition Hitler and the Germans were suffering from Emasculation as a result of the Great War while in the new USSR the State was being administered by Emasculated formerly subject peoples.

     While one may say this contributed to the savagery of the period from 1913 to 1945 what we have here is a classic Mfecane or Time of Troubles that is still developing.  The only solution was to ‘stamp flat’ or exterminate rival combatants.  This was merely a part of the historical and evolutionary process.  A harsh reality but true.  Kali don’t mind, Krishna plays on.

     Had the Jews been powerful enough they would have stamped flat both the Germans and Russians just as they began to do with with the Crimeans and as they would do with the Palestinians if let loose today.  As it was, both Hitler and Stalin set about exterminating the Semitic Jews.  Stalin would have completed the job in 1954 but Kali beckoned to him first.

     The Jews always preferred German culture so that in the nineteenth century when the Russians compelled them to take surnames a great many Jews resident in Russia chose German names.  As Judaeo-Communists they moved back and forth between Germany and Russia creating the illusion from 1917 to 1945 of German collaboration with Russia.  To have called them Jews would have opened one to the charge of anti-Semitism.  Who needs that?

     If the Czars had attempted to Russify the subject peoples it was as nothing compared to the effort of the USSR under Stalin.  Nationality was outlawed under the Communists.  Stalin made the resident Germans a special target.  Unable to dent the Volga colony’s nationalism he merely exterminated them after WWII.

     You could watch Kali dance and Shiva pipe.

     Reverting to the Religious Consciousness what purpose of God’s will did Hitler serve?  I’m sure His mind is too deep for me, but if you’re religious this point has to be considered.  Well, at the time the Popular Front governments in 1936 that were all Red, Judaeo-Communism seemed on the verge of world conquest from China to the USA.  Except for Germany, Italy, Spain and Japan Reds were in the ascendant.  Even Germany and Italy had adopted variants of Red socialism.

     While it may not appear to be so at first glance Hitler smashed the Red economy.  The USSR never truly recovered from the war, limping along until its economic collapse during Reagan’s administration in the US.

     The war also gave the democratic forces of the US time to organize their resistance to the Red Menace.  Unfocussed and in disarray before the war the Scientific element seized control of the State Department and the armed forces so that with the death of the Popular Front president, Roosevelt, the United States actually assumed the role of Hitler and his Nazis as the bulwark against Communism forcing the Jews in the United States to reconsider their position vis-a-vis Communism.  It was really at this point that many Jews became anti-Communist in the United States.  Hence the Jews assumed their traditional good cop/bad cop role.  The US position against Communism gave rise to Jewish charges of Fascism in their bad cop role.

     If from a religious point of view everything that occurs is the will of god then god must have been a Red baiter.  Today’s Reds take note.

     Nevertheless as the mythographers to a man were opposed to Red totalitarianism they all came under attack from the Red/Liberal forces.  Every attempt was made to abort established careers while stifling new ones.

     If you remember a while back I described a scene in which Commissars were reading Tarzan to employees of the Worker’s Paradise.  That fact made Edgar Rice Burroughs a marked man.  A concerted effort was begun to interfere with his career.  Unfortunately for the Reds this effort resulted in a dozen of the best novels of Burroughs’ career supplying him with a fresh batch of material.

     At the same time publishing became more difficult for him while his editors at the pulps became hypercritical of material they had once begged for.  Also at this critical time Burroughs changed secretaries.  His new secretary, who became his business manager and de facto head of Edgar Rice Burroughs, Inc.  was a man named Ralph Rothmund.  Rothmund claimed to be Scotch although I’m sure the sept of Rothmund must have been lacking its own Tartan.

     The name translates from the German to Red World.  It may be coincidence or it may be a joke.  Certainly when an organization is being infiltrated the most sought after post is that of secretary.  All information passes through the secretary’s hands.  Rasputin, for instance, not surprisingly had a Jewish secretary which led to the charges of his complicity with the Germans.  You may be sure that Rasputin was not complicit while you may be equally sure that his secretary was.  At least with the German Jews.

     There hasn’t been much work done on Rothmund by Burroughsians nor do I have any new information to report but let us examine Rothmund’s record as secretary and business manager.  What was the result of his twenty-five years of work?  Was Burroughs further ahead or further behind when Rothmund went to his greater reward?

     The man nearly brought the business to a halt.

     He disrupted all relations with the publishers of Burroughs’ early novels, bringing the flow of royalties to a halt in 1946, they had been miniscule even laughable since 1940.  Nor did he actively pursue the publication of titles owned by Edgar Rice Burroughs, Inc.  The lucrative radio show was discontinued in 1936.  In what some fancy as a coup Rothmund sold the movie rights to Tarzan to MGM for a flat fifty thousand a picture, no residuals.  By 1940 Burroughs was so broke, or told he was by his business manager, that Rothmund advised him to leave the country for Hawaii where the great creator of Tarzan lived on the meager $250.00 a month that Rothmund allotted him.  What was Rothmund’s salary at this time?  How much was the corporation earning?

     In addition this supposed business manager allowed Burroughs’ copyrights to lapse, never renewing them.  By 1945 the most popular titles of Burroughs were available to whoever wanted to publish them.  Amazingly no one did while Burroughs’ long time reprint publishers, who knew the copyrights were lapsed, Grossett and Dunlap, honored argreements they were under no obligation to do.

     Burroughs’ bacon was pulled from the fire by an earlier more lucrtive movie deal he had nogotiated with a producer named Sol Lesser.  When MGM tired of the Tarzan series they let Lesser assume the rights.  The revenues from Lesser’s productions defeated Rothmund’s apparent purpose.

     Still, after Burroughs died in 1950 Rothmund made no attempt to keep any Burroughs’ titles in print.  From 1950 until 1963 at which later date publishers discovered that the copyrights had never been renewed, nothing was available but a few titles from Grossett and Dunlap.

     Even then, Burroughs’ most famous book, Tarzan Of The Apes, had been out of print for twenty years or more.  Some business manager.

     Thus, as is probably true, as a Red infiltrator Rothmund had destroyed the career of the arch Americanist, Edgar Rice Burroughs.  the greatest of the mythographers was almost silenced.

     While Rothmund worked to silence the Master, the Freud/Hitler/Stalin confrontation in Europe broke out into the most destructive war the world had ever seen.  Unlike the previous wars there were no rational minds seeking to ameliorate the damage.  Freud had unleashed the Hyde-like destructive subconscious of the West.  Hitler, who had always said if the Jews involved Europe in another disaster like the Great War, they would pay the price, meant it.  He was no empty boaster.  He had the will, he had the ways and means.  In the coldest, most scientific way imaginable he systematically rounded the Jews up deeding them to the flames  Wow!  Not since the great Roman manhunt of 135.  Here was new meaning to the Jewish concept of passing the enemy through the fires.  Wow!

     Hitler raged East and West but he raged beyond his power.  As must have inevitably happened before the first shot was fired, after the initial surprise German forces were driven back on all fronts.  Driven into isolation by his enemies there was no possibility for a negotiated terminus to the war.  In the struggle between the revolution and counter-revolution the only end could be unconditional surrender.  That sick madman in Washington, crippled in body and mind, Franklin Delano Roosevelt, working from his subconscious no less than Hitler, insanely persisted in the demand for unconditional surrender.  What a different world it would have been if the West had accepted Germany’s surrender before the Russians entered Poland.  Heck, Roosevelt wouldn’t have had to honor any deal he made with the Germans any more than his mentor Wilson did in the Great War.  What kind of man was Roosevelt anyway?

     So here we have a man emasculated by disease, a seriously emasculated man by circumstance and a politically emasculated man directing the affairs of the three most powerful States in the world.  Wow!

     In defeat Hitler acted in the self-destructive way of the emasculated.  He knew he had to die so he wanted nothing left standing in Europe when he was gone.  Stalin, Roosevelt and Churchill were nothing loath to help him.

     Hitler ordered Paris wired for total destruction.  The city was to be blown off the earth in the face of the advancing allies.  Wow!  However, with the intellectual superstructure of the City of Light destroyed it would have collapsed into the Sewers of Paris, that would have remained intact.  Freud had destroyed Morality  as D.H. Lawrence had feared:

     Quote:

     With dilated hearts we watched Freud disappearing into the cavern of darkness….He was making to the origins.  We watched his ideal candle falter and go small.  Then we waited as men do wait, always expecting the wonder of wonders.  He came back with dreams to sell.

      But sweet heaven, what merchandise!….What was there in the case?….Nothing but a huge slimy serpent of sex, and heaps of excrement, and myriad repulsive little horrors spawned between sex and excrement.

     Unquote.

 Wow!

Double Wow!

       Yes, Freud hd destroyed the conscious mind and morality and reaped the Sewers of Paris.  As the payback for the expulsion of the Jews from Spain the Jews had stultified Europe.  What came out of the sewers as intellectual Paris burned?

Jean Genet!

     Of course any right thinking person is appalled by the course of history from 1913 to 1945 (or from year one to the present not excluding what went before) but for every right thinking person there are at least two who aren’t.  The Third Reich was a paradise for a significant minority.  Jean Genet was one of those.  Check out a French movie titled ‘Dr. Petiot’ if you want to see another. (The Varieties of Sexual Experience) Genet enjoyed the period.  He was a man come into his own.  As he has been quoted previously, he delighted in the union of the criminal mind with authority.  Why wouldn’t he?

     But just as the French Revolution allowed the Marquis de Sade scope for his personality, Napoleon, when he assumed the reins of government clapped de Sade into the insane asylum at Charenton.  So the Post-war Fourth Republic sentenced the petty thief Jean Genet to life imprisonment.

     Genet might very well have died in prison but for the fact that he, while lying in his bunk smelling his farts, composed the novel entitled:  Our Lady Of The Flowers.  (What scents are these?)  While respectable non-Communist writers were being hounded out of literature this criminal, homosexual, severely emasculated creep found a publisher.  Saint, indeed!

     Not only that, he found a friend.  Jean Paul Sartre had surfaced in 1936 with his novel: Nausea.  From this novel he developed what was known in the post-war world as existentialism.  This notion was supposedly philosophy.  I have been called an existentialist by people who should know what it is but I have to say that I have never understood what Sartre means by it.  I’ve even read his trilogy, Roads to Freedom.  Still don’t know what he’s talking about; I deny all charges.

     Nevertheless by war’s end he had a tremendous reputation within France and without.  For some reason he and other literati felt that any criminal who can write a book shouldn’t be in prison, as though Genet had been sentenced for the crime of never having written a book.  So they sprung Genet.  He could now steal with impunity.  Ain’t life just too  funny for words. Sartre later wrote a book of some six hundred odd pages about this petty thief entitled:  St. Genet: Thief and Martyr.  The two must go together.  Sort of Geminis perhaps.

     Genet had Sartre’s numbers.  He dedicated his autobiography, The Thief’s Journal to Sartre:  a Sartre au Castor.  To Sartre as Castor.  If Sartre was Castor then his twin brother Genet, was Polydeukes.  As we all know Castor was the mortal twin while Polydeukes was the immortal.  Genet was prescient as well as mocking.  Today his myth lives on while Sartre and his existentialism is all but forgotten.

     The point is that Genet was instrumental in creating the cult of the homosexual.  It was through him that the homosexual was allied to the post-war Red coalition.  In this union of Emasculates that seized control of US culture, if not always the government, the criminal mores of the homosexual as taught by Genet formed the basis of Red morality, or immorality, as you would have it.  Freud was wrong in thinking men can live without the notion of a moral code.

     The great mythographers who had attempted to give mankind a positive approach to morality by a union of the conscious and subconscious minds with consciousness preeminent were driven underground as the Red/Liberals seized control of the media preventing any view but their own being expressed.

     Freudian visions seem to have triumphed, still, though Edgar Rice Burroughs died in 1950 his great psychological projection Tarzan lived on.  He still lives.

     To recapitulate:  In the course of evolution a new type of man came into being in mid-nineteenth century who required a new vision of psychology.  Society, for our purposes here, was thereby split into two divisions.  One of Scientific man and two factions of Religious man.  One of the latter was the reaction of Christianity which refused to make any accommodation with the new reality while its fellow the Red/Liberal faction while in as violent a reaction as the Christians adopted pseudo-scientific modes while seeking to subvert the Scientific Consciousness.

     On the literary level the cudgel of Science was taken up by a group of neo-mythographers who treated psychology and evolution according to the tenets of science.

     The Red/Liberal faction developed a revolutionary program guided by the religious conception of science led on the literary level by Sigmund Freud.

     Taking the various concepts of the unconscious developed at the end of the nineteenth and the beginning of the twentieth centuries Freud twisted them to his purposes to envision the unconscious as a bale of evil impulses; he then convinced the West to release their impulses under the rubric of liberating the unconscious.  The immediate result was an orgy of hate, sadism and murder that lasted, for our purposes from 1917 until 1945 at which time the old order collapsed.

     The mythographers who had been less assertive were eclipsed by the Red/Liberals who now led the post-war era.  They continued their campaign to sabotage the Scientific Consciousness by instigating a subtle reign of terror from the released unconscious.

     Having now completed a survey of the first hundred years centered on the concepts of psychology I will now consider the same period from the point of view of evolution as reflected in the writing of Edgar Rice Burroughs.  In the final part I will entwine both the psychological and evolutionary strands in a survey of society from 1945 to the present.

I dreamed I saw Ed Burroughs

As live as live could be.

‘Ah, but Ed, you’re dead.’  Says I.

‘I never died.’   Says he.

‘I never died.’  Says he.

     As he stood smiling at me he had Something Of Value in his hand which he gave to me.  It was a copy of Tarzan.  I became as a pillar of smoke leading the people through the desert to freedom.

  End of Something of Value I

Something Of Value II follows.

Part 3 Something Of Value I

October 24, 2007

SOMETHING OF VALUE I, PART III

by

R.E. Prindle

Part 3 of Vol. I.

Sigmund Freud 

     Freud was severely emasculated in both personal ego and in his group ego.  He was in fact a practicing homosexual.  His relationship with Fliess was homosexual in nature which Freud confessed vowing never to do it again.  His group, the Jews, were and are a severely emasculated people.  They have been since they walked away from Ur.  But on with Freud.

     Freud was fond of telling the story of his father and his hat,  it seems that Mr. Freud related a story to Sigmund, or Sigismund as he was known then,  (His Hebrew name significantly was Solomon) of how when he was a young man walking down the street proudly wearing his new hat, a gentile knocked the hat from his head into the gutter, snarling:  ‘Go get your hat, Jew.’

     When Sigmund asked breathlessly what his father did, expecting an heroic response, the old gentleman replied:  ‘I stepped into the gutter and picked up my hat.’ severely disappointing the young boy.

     Since Freud told and retold this story we may be forgiven for believing it had a profound effect on his young conscious and subconscious minds and possibly his ‘unconscious’ too.  On the one hand he may have been so ashamed of his father’s very reasonable reaction that he shared his emasculation encapsulating it in his subconscious as a fixation.  It is possible that this story either made or contributed to his homosexuality.  On the other hand we know for a fact that it inflamed his group ego with an ardent desire for revenge against the gentiles.

     As a result of the story he made the Carthaginian Semite, Hannibal, his alter ego.  When Hannibal’s father was defeated by the Romans he had his son swear that the would never cease waging war on the Romans until he died.  Obviously Freud made his vow against the Europeans although his father didn’t demand it. 

     It is no coincidence that both Freud and Hannibal were Semites and that the Romans and Europeans were gentiles.  Nor is it a coincidence that both Hannibal and Freud were defeated after seemingly winning the war and that rather than fighting the enemy to the end both fled.  Now, it therefore follows that Freud never ceased waging war against the Europeans.

     You say:  How?  Come along.  I can’t take you into the Inner Sanctum, which way you will have to find on your own, but I can show you some of the records I have been allowed to abstract from the files.

     This will involve the secret history of the human race but don’t be alarmed.  If you don’t want to believe it you don’t have to.  It still is a rousing good story.  Besides, if you should ever come around the archives you’ll find it is true.

     Freud himself made an attempt to explain a little of the origins of the Jewish psyche in Inhibitions, Symptoms and Anxiety and Moses And Monotheism.  The earlier millennia don’t concern us here.  The Jews throughout history in their egotism have felt much put upon.  This sense of grievance grew until with the expulsion from Spain after the Reconquest their sense of injustice burst into open flames.  The group swore revenge on Europe.  It must be remembered that at the end of the thirteenth century they were expelled from England, at the beginning of the fourteenth from France and for the duration, well, they were really welcome nowhere.

     They swore to stultify Europe.  Judaism is the history of messianism. 

     Sabbatai Zevi.

Zevi- The Last Of The Messiahs

     This man was the last great messianic imposter.  In 1666, the number of the beast plus a thousand, the Jews of Europe awaited the word from Sabbatai, then at the Ottoman Court to begin the slaughter.  But Zevi apostatized to Moslemism instead.  The uprising never came off.  Hung fire.  Fizzled.

     Hope beats eternal.  The learned Rabbis vowed never to place their hopes on a single individual again.  They now concocted a plan for the group to rise as one man in rebellion.  The date selected for the revolution was the period 1913-28.  You want to give yourself a little leeway there.  Born in 1856, in 1913 Sigmund Freud was fifty-seven years old.   Although none of his biographers say much about his his Jewish background it is quite clear that he was read in Jewish lore.  You may say that he wasn’t a religious Jew but he nevertheless was devoutly Jewish.

     Freud quite consciously hated the gentiles for personal reasons that meshed quite well into those of his group identity.

     During 1913-17 Freud’s reputation was immense both within and without the Jewish community.  It was true his heir apparent, C.J. Jung had broken with him perhaps for this very reason but he and Psychoanalytic Movement had suffered no damage.

     In psychoanalyis Freud had the means to instruct his group and control the gentiles.  It is said that he gave up hypnotism when he turned to psychoanalysis but as a perusal of ‘Group Psychology’ will show he was preparing for a breathtaking attempt at hypnotizing the entire Western world not unlike that of Burroughs’ Lotharians against their invaders.

     Freud lived in Vienna where for years, even decades before 1913, emigrating Jews had flowed through from the entry port into Austria from the East of Brody on their way to America via the North German ports.  The prosperity of the whole German shipping lines was built on steerage passengers.  Nor were the decisions to emigrate necessarily individual; it may have begun that way but to emigrate was soon organized and directed by the international Jewish community.  Check the career of Baron Maurice Hirsch.

     The Jewish establishments of both Europe and America provided funding.  At about this time provisions were made to transport the entire Jewish population of the Pale, from Lithuania to Romania, to the United States Of America.  At the time the international Jewish goverment led by Jacob Schiff and Louis Marshall was located in the United States, New York City.  The decks were being cleared so as to remove resistance in America.  So as not to call too much attention to the fact by having hordes disembark entirely in New York and Boston, for there would be resistance however feeble, the ports of New Orleans and Galveston were organized to deal with millions of immigrants.

     This plan was aborted by the Great War.  The Jews had already been at war with Russia, or the Czar as they personalized it, for a hundred years.  The international Jewish community had engineered the Russo-Japanese war almost pulling off a revolution in its wake in 1905.

     Activities were now intensified.  At the time and for about the next sixty years the Jews threw a veil of obfuscation over their activities always denying involvement in Communist or Revolutionary matters.  In recent years Jewish scholars, for whatever reason, have now found it expedient to admit that which they were accused of but always denied.  They now admit that every national subversive Communist part was over fifty percent Jewish.  Those of Russia and Germany were considerably higher.  Freud had been involved in Jewish subversive organizations like the B’nai B’rith for many years.  As the master psychologist, an expert in the unconscious, he prepared the Jewish mind for the great task of the millennial years in Central and Eastern Europe, which would require much bloodshed, while formulating his psychological plan of conquest not dissimilar from the military plans of his hero, Hannibal.

     Freud himself was centered in Vienna.  A lieutenant, Abraham, was his man in Berlin while Frerenczi was posted to Budapest in Hungary.  The three crucial central European points were covered.  Jung in Zurich had split off shortly before this.  It is interesting that the Jewish psychoanalytic extablishment spitefully denounced him as a Nazi.

     The Jewish millennial years began in 1913.  The Great War began in 1914.  The Bolshevik Revolution occurred in 1917.  Freud’s Introductory Lectures On Psychoanalysis appeared in 1917 also, even though there must have been an extreme paper shortage; it is not a short book.  Freud encoded last minute instructions to the Revolutionists in the book.

     At this point in 1917 Freud released the inhibitions of millions of Mr. Hydes in Russia, Hungary and Germany.  The Bolsheviks took Russia out of the war signing a seemingly humiliating peace treat at Brest-Litovsk.  As Lenin said the peace treaty was meaningless because it was his intent to stab Germany in the back.

     Germany had a huge Communist Party which it is now admitted was around sixty percent Jewish.  Now with the United States in the war, Germany debilitated internally and crippled psychologically, thousands of Jewish revolutionaries intent on the realization of the millennium flowed back into Germany from Russia in hopes of achieving the Revolution there, giddy with the hopes of thereby annexing Central and Eastern Europe.  That they didn’t was because of the efforts of the German Volkish groups such as Hitler and his Nazi Party.

      The unconscious psychoses of the Jewish people who it will be remembered as a group were suffering from severe emasculation were erupting.  Emasculation of the Ego is always expressed in a sexual manner frequently sadistic.  Freud had been preaching the practice of unrestrained sexual activity for years.  Murder is a sexual act.  He was against ‘repression’ you remember.

     When Russia began its program of expansion under the Romanovs it annexed an enormous number of nationalities.  The Russians then tried to impose their language and manners on the conquered peoples in an attempt to form an homogeneous State.  In so doing they emasculated the subject peoples.  Those same subject peoples were now the masters of the Russians with permission to indulge their ‘unconscious.’

     Jews, Letts, Poles and others let loose.  Stalin himself was a Georgian.

Jacob Schiff- PM of the International Jewish Government at this time.

     As Jean Genet correctly saw of the Nazi State, in Russia a criminal intellect was now joined to the political and legal apparatus of the State.  The criminal code was changed from an objective one to a subjective one; one of vengeance.  For a period of years law was suspended in Russia.  Amidst the chaos International Jewish organizations including those of the United States operated openly to coordinate their hopes for the millennium.

Bela Kun- Communist Psychopath

     What I’m about to say has been denied and suppressed  but the example was before both Hitler and Stalin.  In Hungary Freud had his man Ferenczi to coordinate the Hungarian Jews.  The Jewish  Bela Kun (Cohn) seized the government beginning a reign of terror against the gentiles during which thousands of non-Jews were murdered in a horrible sadistic manner commensurate with a severely emasculated Ego.

     For some time the Jews had been clamoring for a State of their own.  Taking advantage of the chaos in Russia the Jewish American Joint Distribution Committee under the leadership of Schiff and Marshall decided to appropriate the Crimea.  Bela Kun who had escaped Hungary during the inevitable reaction, going to Moscow, was sent down to the Crimea to exterminate the population to make lebensraum for the Jews.  He was in the process when Lenin died.  Stalin then recalled him to Moscow where he was subsequently shot.

     All these activities were obscured and suppressed.  It is forbidden in American universities to study the subject to this day.

     Still, Europe was so horrified that they declined to discuss it or even acknowledge it.  But Hitler and Stalin remembered.

     The Communists in Moscow being composed solely of emasculated peoples functioning from Freud’s vision of the unconscious like so many Hydes conducted a criminal homosexual style State that would have delighted Genet had he been there.  The author the The Thief’s Journal would have gasped at the warehouses full of stolen furs, diamonds and other jewels, art objects and whatever of value that the poor emasculated wretches had stolen from their murdered victims.  It was the triumph of the Common Man.

     As soon as Stalin gained power he began to discredit and remove Jews from influential positions.  Trotsky was sent to a malarial swamp in Siberia to die but from which he escaped to be killed by Stalin’s assasins later.  As Stalin consolidated his power he acted more directly until he held the famous show trials  of 1936.  He then began the systematic elimination of Jews which resulted by the end of 1945 in the death of millions.

Adolf Hitler

Joseph Stalin

     Thus Hitler, an emasculated man leading an emasculated people had the Judaeo-Communist example before him.  As an avid anti-Communist and open anti-Semite he was virtually isolated by the world that by 1936 was under the control of Judaeo-Communists.  He was the antagonist not the protagonist.

     While Stalin who had religious training was clever enough to seemingly work through the system openly followed legal controlled methods although the law had been subordinated to his ends.  Hitler acted as a homosexual with an ax in his hand.  Stalin’s officers dispatched prisoners hidden in the depths of the Lubyanka with a bullet in the back of the head, which method, by the way, was favored by Jewish and Italian members of Organized Crdime in America of the time, while the Nazis brutally beat prisoners, finally shooting them in  the back while escaping.

     Stalin, Hitler, Freud, which was worse?  Freud enabled, Stalin and Hitler executed.  They were all the same.

     In Russia during the first year or so of Lenin some Russian workers were being read to as they worked.  Were they being read the works of Marx or Lenin?  No.  They were being read the Tarzan novels of Edgar Rice Burrougs.  This infuriated the Politburo.  The State was trying to impose a collectivist unconscious psychology on the Russians while Burroughs and his great psychological projection  were individualist and responsible.  In fact, Burroughs offered a concept of the unconscious which was directly opposed to that of Freud.  One might say that Burroughs was Dr. Jekyll to Freud’s Mr. Hyde.

     Burroughs himself had been severely emasculated at the age of nine.  The situation seems to be this:  Burroughs came from a prosperous Chicago family.  His parents were very proud of their English ancestry.  If you’re unwilling to understand national and racial prejudices that were very pronounced at the time then you probably won’t be able to understand.  There were strong feelings between the Anglo-Saxon and Celt or English and Irish.  The Anglos considered the Celts if not inferior at least eccentric.  The Burroughses  employed two Irish girls as servants.  In all probability Young Burroughs assumed an attitude of superiority  which the girls resented.   They then concocted a plan to cut young Burroughs down to size.

     They had a friend or relative by the name of John who was aged twelve to Burroughs’ nine.  Being much larger and tougher than Burroughs he stopped the younger boy on the way to school one day where he thoroughly intimidated and terrified him.  It is quite possible that Burroughs messed his pants.  In any event, he suffered severe emasculation that was to haunt him all his life.  He does not seem to have ever practiced homosexuality although he was haunted by a feeling of sexual ambiguity.

     The incident with John the Bully not only played havoc with Burroughs personal psychlogy in the narrow sense of creating a psychosis but there was also an effect in what Freud’s erstwhile associate, C. J. Jung called the collective unconscious.  The individual is limited by his very humanity to a small number of general responses.

     Thus Burroughs was given a cast of mind which the Hindus denoted as Shivaistic.  This is a general outlook or philosophy of life, if you wish, which one adopts unconsciously as the consequence of one’s experience.  I share it although it took me nearly a lifetime to recognize and accept it.

Edgar Allan Poe- The Father Of Modern Literature

     Burroughs himself was aware of the fact by at least 1931 when he wrote Tarzan And The Leopard Men.  In one key or on one level the story is one of Shiva and Kali his consort.  Burroughs names his heroine Kali while she is selected to be the White Goddess of the Leopard Men as part of their death cult.

     As can be seen by their complete disregard for life Freud, Hitler and Stalin were also Shivaites.

      Shiva and Kali are the Hindu representation of Life and Death.  Shiva plays unconcernedly on the pipes while the carnage of life and death goes on around him.  The song goes on.  Kali, his consort, the goddess of death and regeneration dances on the bodies of the dead to Shiva’s music  while wearing a necklace of skulls.  Death means nothing because she as the eternal mother has the means to multiply unendingly.  Do multitudes die?  Why then, multitudes die.  Not to worry.  Life goes on.

     Burroughs also developed an interest in psychology in his attempt to free his mind of the fixation given him by John the Bully.  As his psychological notions were well formed by 1911 when he began to write in his attempt to expiate his guilt it follows that he acquired his knowledge during his early married years from 1900 to 1911.  He married at 24.  He had little opportunity to do his reading before then as the major works were only appearing in the late ’90s.

     His main concern was the subconscious mind.  While his evolutionary ideas are easier to trace he has left no mention of his psychological reading.  It seems certain that he was familiar with FWH Myers who, as noticed, first defined the notion of the unconscious in 1886.  He must have read James while Freud’s notions would have been discussed, if not yet translated; thus DH Lawrence had highly developed ideas on the Freudian unconscious in his 1911 Psychoanalysis And The Unconscious while I doubt Burroughs had read Freud in the German.

     Also it seems probable that Burroughs had read Le Bon.

     Burroughs’ idea of the unconscious differed greatly from Freud’s while being more soundly based in the actual functioning of the mind.  While Burroughs’ hero Tarzan seems to function with an integrated personality from his creation in 1911-12 Burroughs himself came very close to integrating his own from 1913 to ’17 or may have although he always had trouble with his Animus and Anima.

     Even though Freud advertised the fact that he had taken a year off  (golly, a whole year) for self-analysis, whatever the results may have been he never succeeded in integrating his personality or, apparently, realized he should have.  He was severely conflicted all his life.  Just take a look at his photo where you can see that huge welt running from his lover right cheek across his nose into  his forehead.  That was caused either by excessive cocaine use or mental conflict in the brain stem, probably both.

     As did all mythographers, Burroughs had read his Poe, like them he was concerned with the conscious and subconscious minds.  While Stevenson’s Jekyll lost his conscious mind in his subconscious mind, Burroughs cencentrated on the concept of the beast within the man, the relationship between the conscious and the subconscious.  In Chapter 3 of The Return Of Tarzan, in what appears to be a plagiarization of the murder scene of Poe’s Murders In The Rue Morgue, Burroughs has Tarzan act out the parts of both the Sailor and the Orang.

     Lured up to the apartment on the pretext of helping a young woman, Tarzan is set upon by her accomplices.  Discarding the trappings of his recently acquired civilization Tarzan reverts to his anthropoid education of the Jungle becoming Poe’s Orang, yet always retaining the restraints of his humanity or the Sailor.

     When the police come he leaps out the window to a telephone pole which one imagines were more common in Chicago than Paris.  (Burroughs had never been to Paris so he replicated the urban scene he knew.) While still in his ape guise he has the sense to look down where he sees a policeman below so he climbs up leaping to a rooftop.

     Racing across the rooftops of Paris he climbs down another pole.  Then in a Hyde-like transformation back to Jekyll he shakes himself from his ape self back into his human self, without the aid of drugs, enters a restaurant to clean up in the rest room then saunter jauntily down the street as though nothing had happened.

     Thus the plagiarization of not only Poe but Stevenson was merely an attempt to give a better solution by using the mythological symbols.

     Return was written at the end of 1912 and the beginning of 1913.

     Burroughs’ own self-analysis would continue through his astonishing output of 1911-17 when he finally integrated his personality with the final volume of his Mucker Trilogy published as the Oakdale Affair but alternately titled Bridge And The Oskaloosa Kid which is the better title.  At that time he had exorcised his major fixations which should have integrated his personality.

     In understanding that the disintegration of the personality was caused by an affront or affronts to the Ego or Animus that resulted in the creation of fixations that festered in the subconscious that in turn manufactured affects that evidenced themselves in various physical and psychological ways he realized that the same could be exorcised returning the Ego to a whole state.

     Unfortunately he strung his theory on through a couple dozen works of fiction disguised as incident.  A very few would read all the novels while the only possible interpreters could be those who had read them all not only with a psychological background but an open, inquisitive mind.  We’re a very small minority.

     If I hadn’t been through the same process on my own I probably never would have recognized it.  However as his theories were embodied in his hero Tarzan as mythology they passed into the unconscious of his readers of which, as a teenager, I was one, so shall we say, my mind was prepared.

Part 2 Something Of Value I

October 14, 2007

Something Of Value I

Part 2

by

R.E. Prindle

Back To Solid Ground, More Or Less

     At the same time Stevenson and Haggard appeared, another of the great mythographers made his appearance.  Arthur Conan Doyle brought his great psychological projection Sherlock Holmes onto the world stage.  Doyle listed Poe as his second most influential author with whom he had been familiar since his youth.  All the great mythographers were well acquainted with Poe.  He was the great originator.

     Holmes is the first great psychological projection of the Scientific Consciousness.   He fulfills the role of Mastermind.  His intellectual greatness fulfilled Poe’s dictum of the analytical mind.

     As the two Dupins fulfilled the roles of ego and alter ego so Doyle gave Holmes Dr. John H. Watson as alter ego and foil.  Holmes represented the future while Watson was a relic from the religious past.  As the evil Hydelike representative of the subconscious Doyle provided us with the infamous criminal mastermind Dr. Moriarty.

     With the introduction of Holmes the Scientific mythology began to take shape.

     The new mythology was based on the new discoveries of science.  The scientific mind was pouring out new technological wonders almost on a daily basis but it was the discoveries in the sciences of biology and psychology that would most undermine the Religious Consciousness.

     Darwin had organized biology along the new scientific lines when his Origin Of Species appeared in 1859.  There was no greater challenge to the orthodox belief system than this.  When a few years later Darwin issued The Descent Of Man things really erupted.  According to the religious viewpoint, since the origins of consciousness the notion had been that man was descended from the gods, later monotheistically amended to God.  In a really inept choice of words Darwin states, or his followers did, that man was descended from monkeys.  The idea of evolution might have met with less reistance had Darwin titled his book:  The Ascent Of Man since, properly speaking, Homo Sapiens is an advance on monkeys and all that has gone before.  Thus man could have been said to ascend the evolutionary scale from apes but descend from God meeting somewhere in the middle.  Darwin wasn’t so farsighted.

     At the same time great advances were being made in psychology.  The Frenchman, Jean Martin Charcot, was proving the effect of the subconscious on our minds in his studies of hysteria and hypnosis.  The sub or unconscious mind had been a topic of consideration since the days of the Enlightenment but discussion was carried on in vague terms.  In 1886 the English psychologist FWH Myers identified the subconscious by the name of the Unconscious preparing the way for Freud who would set the world on its psychological ear the way Darwin had its biological ear.

     The way was now prepared for one of the two greatest mythographers, H.G. Wells (1866-1946).  Wells had a split personality.  On the one hand he was a mythographer and on the other he was a Red/Liberal/Utopian.  In 1920 the Utopian side won out and he became a whole-hearted Revolutionist.

     Wells began writing about 1893.  His early work was in the genre of scientific fantasias, as they were called at the time, of which genre he is said to be the founder.  Wells noted quite correctly that about mid-century a new type of scientific man became increasingly apparent.

     Let there be no mistake but that a few centuries earlier these scientific disturbers of the peace would have been murdered.  The reaction by the beginning of the twentieth century was that science was evil and ought to be stopped.  George Griffith, himself writing a scientific fantasia for Pearson’s Magazine, Stories Of Other Worlds, put these words into his heroine Zaidie’s mouth as she was on the way to Mars:

     “They’re very ugly aren’t they?”  said Zaidie; “and really you can’t tell which are men and which are women.  I suppose they’ve civilized themselves out of everything that’s nice, and are just scientific and utilitarian and everything that’s horrid.”

     And Zaidie was a sweet thing too.  Against an even more hostile background Wells understood that tempers against science were running high but he came down on the side of the New Men.  In his interesting fantasia The Food Of The Gods he postulates that the new men had perhaps been fed some new synthetic food which made them intellectual and physical giants.

     Actually they had been around for centuries but had been suppressed by the Religious Consciousness in the form of the Judeo-Catholic religion.  As their forces gathered in the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries they became strong enough to defy the Judeo-Catholics.  Thus when the evidence of their emergence became evident in mid-nineteenth century they were already too numerous and too strong to be set aside.  The two consciousnesses came into conflict with the Religious Consciousness splitting into the reactionary Devout group and the other the more forward leaning Red/Liberals.

     Thus Wells on his Utopian side became the advocate of a form of the Religious Consciousness as he struggled with his Scientific Consciousness.  After the Russian Revolution he wholeheartedly went over to the revolution.

     While very influential on subsequent mythographers Wells was unable to create a psychological projection of his own while after 1920 he became a member of religious communism turning out politico-religious tracts.

     Emerging at about the same time as Wells the Irishman Bram Stoker contributed the master psychological projection of the twentieth century in his masterwork, Dracula  while E.W. Hornung (1866-1921) created the minor projection, the Amateur cracksman- A. J. Raffles.  A cracksman was a burglar; Raffles was the archetype of the gentleman thief.  While Raffles himself has virtually disappeared from the collective memory the notion of the gentleman criminal has taken hold on the mythological consciousness.  Raffles is not to be confused as a version of the earlier Robin Hood who ‘stole from the rich to give to the poor.’  No, Raffles unashamedly kept and spent all the proceeds.

     In the background all this time the greatest of the creative mythographers, Edgar Rice Burroughs (1875-1950) was waiting for his consciousness to mature.  It matured in 1911 when he first created John Carter of Mars then followed up  with the prodigious psychological projection of Tarzan Of The Apes.  Shew, bigger than an A-bomb.

     Burroughs was the plateau to which all other roads led and from which all other roads proceeded.  He managed to consolidate all the mythological trends of the previous decades into his work where he refined and perfected them sending them on to new heights.

     Edgar Rice Burroughs.  To coin a cliche, Burroughs was an enigmatic figure.  While himself a great original writer he managed to incorporate the various strands of the myth into his writing in such a way, either clumsy or tributary, as you wish, that he stands accused of being a plagiarist.  This is nonsense of course.  Like any mythographer he had to work with established materials.  Myths are not original– they are cooperative efforts.  The great Greek cycle, of which Homer is the center, was the work of many hands.  The fact does not diminish Homer’s contribution.

     Burroughs was able to incorporate the two most significant disciplines of psychology and evolution into his work in such an entertaining manner that the seriousness of his thought was lost in the glamour.

     While the sources of Burroughs’ evolutionary ideas which will be discussed in Part II, are relatively easy to trace his psychological sources are more difficult.  That he had already thought deeply on psychological matters before he began writing is obvious.  That he continually added to his learning in psychology as well as evolution is clear from the development of his thought throughout the corpus.

     Burroughs was especially concerned with the nature of the unconscious.  He was an intelligent man who knew that his own behavior was controlled from his subconscious.  I am certain that he was familiar with the 1886 work of FWH Myers, as well as Myers’ 1903 work Human Consciousness.  As Freud was not translated into English before 1912 it seems certain that he had not had direct contact with the man’s work before then, however, by 1916 in his short story ‘Tarzan’s First Nightmare’ it seems evident that he had read at least The Interpretations Of Dreams.

     Still, Burroughs had considerable contact with practicing psychologists as he indicated in The Gods Of Mars.

     As the notion of the unconscious  was discussed in various journals he very probably had read a number of articles, while as the notion of the Freudian slip was current in the second decade of the twentieth century he may have been familiar with Freud’s Psychopathology Of Everyday Life.

     At any rate his writing of that decade drove relentlessly toward the goal of integrating his personality which is to say unifying the subconscious and conscious minds which he succeeded in doing by 1917 when he published The Oakdale Affair or, as alternatively titled, Bridge And The Oskaloosa Kid.

     In his portrayal of the big Bwana, Tarzan has an integrated personality from his beginning in 1912.  In his other works Burroughs constantly offers many portrayals of the subconscious.

     The contrast between the conscious, or intelligent mind, and the unconscious, subconscious or ‘instinctive’ mind is one of the central tenets of the myth.

     For Burroughs the study of the subconscious was to liberate, for Freud it was to subjugate the human will.  Make no mistake, I consider Freud an evil presence while being the most destructive force of the twentieth century equal to any number of atomic bombs.  Freud’s notion of the subconscious as a Hydelike repository of horrid repressed criminal needs was very mistaken.

     One has the feeling that Freud learned much more about the human psyche than he told and that he told what he did with ulterior motives in mind.  Those ulterior  motives did not go unnoticed at the time.  As D.H. Lawrence expressed it is his Psychoanalysis And The Unconscius of 1911:

     And does it need a prophet to discern that Freud is on the brink of a Weltanschauung- or at least a Menschenschauung, which is a more risky affair?  What detains him?  Two things.  First and foremost the moral issue.  And next, but more vital, he can’t get down to the rock on which he must build his church.

     Actually the unconscious was the rock but another rock was how to turn the basis of psychoanalysis, which is emasculation, into something palatable.  Freud stumbled over his concept of castration which he was apparently sincerely unable to extend into the workable concept of Emasculation.  The Castration Complex is only a symbol for Emasculation.  And then there was the difficult moral issue.  Lawrence again, same work:

     First and foremost the issue is a moral issue.  It is not here a matter of reform, new moral values.  It is the life and death of all morality.  The leaders (Freud, Ferenczi, Abraham) among the psychoanalysts know what they have in hand.  Probably most of their followers are ignorant, and therefore pseudo-innocent.  But it all amounts to the same thing.  Psychoanalysis is out, under a therapeutic disguise, to do away entirely with the moral faculty in man. (My italics.)

     Lawrence put his finger on the criminal intent.  Freud was in fact running an Order in which one learned the true intent as one moved from initiate to adept.  Freud in fact did wish to destroy the concept of Christian, that is to say European morality, and he had his reasons.  But why the ‘unconscious’, why something which in his vision lies outside, even beyond, our minds, some alien evil force which controls our actions against our will.  Lawrence persists:

     It is obvious we cannot recover our moral footing until we can in some way determine the true nature of the unconscious (Percipient O!) The word unconscious itself is a mere definition by negation and has no positive meaning.  Freud no doubt prefers it for this reason.  He rejects subconscious and preconscious, because both of these would imply a sort of nascent consciousness, the shadowy half-consciousness which precedes mental realization.  And by his unconscious he intends no such thing.  He wishes rather to convey, we imagine, that which recoils from consciousness, that which reacts in the psyche away from mental consciousness.  His unconscious is, we take it, that part of the human consciousness which though mental, ideal in its nature, yet unwilling to expose itself to full recognition and so recoils back into the affective regions and acts there as a secret agent, unconfessed, unadmitted, potent, and usually destructive.  The whole body of repressions makes up our unconscious.

     Here Lawrence states the obvious, there is no such thing as the unconscious.  There is a subconscious that he rightly understands Freud to have rejected for ulterior motives.  A subconscious is part of us which can be dealt with while an unconscious which is metaphysical cannot, it therefore follows that there cannot be an unconscious which would be a religious symbol, or in other words, supernatural.

     However Lawrence while he scoffs seems to understand the function or a function that Freud gave to his unconscious which is in fact partially true of the subconscious.  ‘The whole body of repressions makes up our unconscious.’  Not a fact because when the personality is integrated  and fixations or what Freud call repressions disappear there is still a function to the subconscious which is unrelated to the fixations or repressions.  I believe repression to be an inaccurate term.  Rather what Freud calls repressions are fixations.  A Challenge that the mind finds overwhelming is received and perpetuated as a fixation in the subconscious that in its control of the personality appeared to Freud as repression.  Freud repeatedly reports the symbol as the fact whether through misconception or in intent to deceive is not always clear.

     What is clear is that as Lawrence perceived so clearly in 1911 was Freud’s intent to destroy morality in a Jekylllike intent to release the Hydelike repressions on the world.  In this he succeeded quite well.  Much to his own injury.  Just as Hyde brought destruction on himself so Freud brought destruction on the Jews in this Jewish millennial period.

     At this point it might be instructive to examine an aspect of the intellectual milieu in which Freud developed.  A large part of personal psychology is integral in one’s group psychology and general psychology as in, for instance, education.  By education I do not mean schooling per se, but all the influences which constitue character formation.

     Freud’s father came from the area of the Pale known as Galicia.  This area is very close to the homeland of the ecstatic variant of Judaism known as Hasidism, and in fact his father was a Hasid.  This sect arose out of the period of the last great messianic individual, Sabbatai Zevi.  This man was active during the period 1640-66.  As might be expected in group psychology when the Day approaches the faithful raise their expectations, growing elated, becoming forgetfull of niceties.  This is what happened to the Jews of the southern Pale in 1648.  As auxiliaries of the Poles who had conquered the Ukraine the Jews suffered the same fate as the Poles when the Ukrainians revolted.  this massacre occurred at the same time as the expected millennium which was a complete contradiction in terms, or in other words, how mysterious can the ways of God be?  Then in 1666 the whole millennial illusion collapsed when Zevi failed as a messiah.

     One result of the failure was the attempt to regenerate Judaism by means of ecstatic Hasidism.  By all rights Yahvey, not for the first time, having failed his people should have been renounced.  The Jews couldn’t do this.  There was also a second effect.  Out of the wreckage of Zevi a man named Jacob Frank evolved another strain of Judaism in which he said that the age of the millennium would never appear until the Jews had exhausted their proclivity for evil.  It was therefore necessary for Jews to indulge in whatever evil impulses they had to purge their systems to make way for the good or millennium.

     Here also is where the Jewish notion of good arising from evil finds its clearest expression.  Jewish ideas are never distinct from the ideas of the general community, in this case European.  A European reaction to Judaeo-Catholicism had been going on for centuries passing through many manifestations such as the Beggars, the Free Spirtis, Anabaptists and others.  All of these like the Frankists believed, like Freud, in the free expression of subconscious impulses.

     Now joined by the Frankist notions after the beginning of the eighteenth century the basis of the Revolution was formed.

     By mid-eighteenth century many of these groups, now styled Libertines, were functioning openly in England and on the Continent.  Perhaps the most famous organization representing these beliefs which were integral to the Revolution which had been developing for centuries were clubs like the Hell Fire Club of England.

     These groups of people were quite extreme.  Their credo was startlingly expressed in Tobias Smollett’s 1748 novel Roderick Random.  Note the date, which is just before the destruction of the notorious prisons, Newgate in England and the Bastille in France.  Smollett’s novel is forty-one years before the outbreak of the French Revolution which was supported in England by members of these clubs.

     Smollett’s hero, Roderick Random, was introduced into the home of one of these incendiaries to whom he attribute the following poem:

Thus have I sent the simple king to hell

Without or coffin, shroud or passing bell.

To me what are divine or human laws?

I court no sanction but my own applause!

Rapes, robb’ries, treasons, yield my soul delight;

And human carnage gratifies my sight;

I drag the hoary parent by the hair,

And toss the sprawling infant on my spear,

While the fond mother’s cries regale my ear.

I fight, I vanquish, murder friends and foes;

Nor dare the immortal gods my rage oppose.

     Sound like any two revolutions you may have heard of?  The above pretty much defines Freud’s intent in his use of the subconscious while forming the framework of his personal Weltanschauung.  Whether Freud was consciously aware of these notions or whether they were part of his subconscious is open to question.  Much of the education of this sort is absorbed on the subliminal level perhaps never being or becoming conscious.  Most of this primal education is buried so deep that one is never aware of its source.  I scoff at Freud’s claim that he was able to analyze himself in just one year at the turn of the century.

     Now, the majority of Freud’s thought was completed by the time he published his Introductory Lectures In Psycho-Analysis in 1917 just before the Bolshevik Revolution.  In order to explain the results of the Freudian ideas of the ‘unconscious’ let me provide a framework by moving ahead a little.

     What we are talking about here is the context of Freud’s notion of the castration complex.  Castration is a specific symbol while the generalized concept is Emasculation.  the Castration Complex is not even an affect but only a symbol.  If Freud was aware of the generalized Emasculation concept he nowhere lets us know.  Emasculation is caused by an unresolved affront to the Ego from which all men and women suffer to some degree.

     The scapegoat for our sins or arch-villain of all time as some would have it was and remains Adolf Hitler.  Hitler was seriously emasculated.  Having read all the major Hitler biographies while delving is some detail into the hisory of post-Great War Germany I was at a loss to explain the man and his time down to the Rock of his Church.  Having folowed through on Freud’s notion of the Castration Complex exlucidating it into the Emasculation theory I came across the novels of that most horribly emasculated and repulsive figure in modern literature, Jean Genet.

     For those not familiar with Genet, he wrote plays which I have not read and five novels I have which I list:  Our Lady Of The Flowers, The Miracle Of The Rose, Funeral Rites, The Thief’s Journal and Querelle Of Brest.

     Genet was a vicious homosexual and criminal which is to say he was completely emasculated.  He wore women’s dresses but not as a transvestite.  Any self-respect he had was totally negative.  However, it is possible to recognize something of oneself in his hurt.  He knew how to universalize his anguish.  His degradation gave him some insight into his times and its personalities.  He traveled in Nazi Germany between 1930 and 1940.

     While not using these terms he understood and applauded the criminal annexation of Law and government to the uses of Freud’s concept of the unconscious or, in another word, criminality.  The criminal nature of the regime was so in accord with his own perversions that he had no desire to thieve as such crimes seemed to him to be no insult to society in Germany.

     It seemed to him that Hitler was one with himself in his desires.

     I don’t believe Hitler was a practicing homosexual but he was emasculated to the point of deformity.  Which is what I suppose revolted his contemporaries so.  However, as all emasculation is expressed in a variant homosexual manner, self hatred being a form of homosexuality, one may believe that he was a ‘latent’ homosexual.  One wonders about his relationship with Hindenburg; what exaggerated respect and smoldering resentment must have been there.

     In may ways Genet forms a link between the ante and post WWII worlds.  In his own goals and aims he was peculiarly related to Freud.

     Shortly after the Great War Freud wrote ‘Group Psychology And The Analysis Of The Ego.’  The essay is applied Freudianism; it doesn’t do you any good to have the scientific knowledge if you don’t apply it.  Man has his individual ego while sharing it in one or more group egos.  The question then becomes how does one engineer the individual ego into a group ego so that the individual within an artificial group can achieve your desired political ends will he nil he, hypnotized as it were.

     Freud tackles this problem in Group Ego.  The book raises several interesting questions.  Freud based this work on an 1895 study by the Frenchman Gustave Le Bon titled: The Crowd: A Study Of The Popular Mind.  Le Bon’s was a seminal work still in print after 110 years.  He might be said to have originated the concept of group psychology which Freud appropriated.

     ‘Group Psychology And The Analysis Of The Ego’ is virtually the Crowd rewritten with better organization and definition.  At the risk of quoting too extensively I have abstracted several quotes from Le Bon used by Freud in Group Ego which form the basis of Freud’s essay.  Le Bon’s book may be illustrative of the manner in which Freud built several of his

     The most striking peculiarity presented by a psychological group is the following.  Whoever be the individuals who compose it, however like or unlike be their mode of life, their occupations, their character, or their intelligence, the fact that they have been transformed into a group puts them in possession of a sort of collective mind which makes them feel, think and act in manner quite different from that in which each individual of them would feel, think and act were he in a state of isolation.  There are certain ideas and feelings which do not come into being, or do not transform themselves into acts except in the case of individuals forming a group.  The psychological group is a provisional being formed of heterogeneous elements, which for a moment are combined, exactly as the cells which constitute a living body form by their reunion a new being which displays characteristics very different from those possessed by each of the cells singly. (p. 29)

     It is easy to prove how much the individual forming part of a group differs from the isolated individual but it is less easy to discover the causes of this difference.

     To obtain at any rate a glimpse of them it is necessary in the first place to call to mind the truth established by modern psychology, (1895) that unconscious phenomena play an altogether preponderating part  not only in organic life, but also in the operations of intelligence.  The conscious life of the mind is of small importance in comparison with its unconscious life.  The most subtle analyst, the most acute observer, is scarcely successful in discovering more than a very small number of the conscious motives that determine his conduct.  Our conscious acts are the outcome of an unconscious stratum created in the mind mainly by hereditary influences.  The substratum consists of the innumerable common characteristics handed down from generation to generation, which constitute the genius of a race.  Behind the avowed causes of our acts there undoubtedly lie secret causes that we do not avow, (The issue is not issue, Mark Rudd) but behind these secret causes there are many others more secret still, of which we ourselves are ignorant.  The greater part of our daily actions are the result of hidden motives which escape our observation. (Ibid. 30

      A necessary transition note from Freud. (Page 8, Group Psychology).  ‘Le Bon thinks that the particular acquirements of individuals become obliterated in a group, and that in this way their distinctiveness  vanishes.  The racial unconscious emerges, what is heterogeneous is submerged in what is homgeneous.  As we should say, the mental superstructure, the development of which in individuals shows such dissimilarities  is removed, and the unconscious foundations, which are similar in everyone, stand exposed to view.

     In this way individuals in a group would come to show an average character.  But Le Bon believes that they also show new characteristics which they have previously not possessed, and he seeks the reason for this in three different factors.’

     Freud quoting Le Bon again:

     The first is that the individual forming part of a group acquires, solely from numerical considerations, a sentiment of invincible power which allows him to yield to interests which, had he been alone, he would perforce have kept under restraint.  He will be the less disposed to check himself, from the consideration that, a group being anonymous and in consequence irresponsible, the sentiment of responsibility which always controls individuals disappears entirely.  (Ibid. 33)

     The second cause, which is contagion, also intervenes to determine the manifestations in groups of their special characteristics, and at the same time the trend they are to take.  Contagion is a phenomenon of which it is easy to establish the presence but which it is not easy to explain.  It must be classed among those phenomena of a hypnotic order, which we shall shortly study.  In a group every sentiment and act is contagious, and cantagious to such a degree that an individual readily sacrifices his personal interest to the collective interest.  this is an aptitude very contrary to his nature, and of which a man is scarcely capable, except when he makes part of a group.  (Ibid. 33)

     A third case and by far the most important, determines in the individuals of a group special characteristics which are quite contrary at times to those presented by their isolated individual.  I allude to that suggestibility of which, moreover, the contagion mentioned above is also an effect.

     To understand this phenomenon it is necessary to bear in mind certain recent physiological discoveries.  We know today that by various processes an individual may be brought into such a condition that, having entirely lost his conscious personality, he obeys all the suggestions of the operator who has deprived him of it, and commits acts in utter contradiction with his character and habits.  The most careful investigations seem to prove than an individual immersed for some length of time in a group in action soon finds himself– whether in consequence of the magnetic influence given out by the group, or from some other cause of which we are ignorant– in a special stae, which much resembles the state of ‘fascination’ in which the hypnotized individual finds himself in the hands of the hypnotizer.

     …The conscious personality has entirely vanished; will and discernment are lost.  All feelings and thoughts are bent in the direction determined by the hypnotizer.

     Such also is approximately the state of the individual forming part of a psychological group.  He is no longer conscious of his acts.  In his case, as in the case of the hypnotized subject, at the same time that certain faculties are destroyed, other may be brought to a high degree of exaltation.  Under the influence of a suggestion, he will undertake the accomplishment of certain acts with irresistible impetuosity.  This impetuosity is the more irresistible in the case of groups than in that of the hypnotized subject, from the fact that, the suggestion being the same for all individuals in the group, it gains in strength by reciprocity.  (Ibid. 34)

     We see, then, that the disappearnce of the conscious personality, the predominance of the unconscious personality, the turning by means of suggestion and contagion of feelings and ideas in the identical direction, the tendency to immediately transform the suggested idea into acts; these, we see, are the principal characteristics of the individual forming part of a group.  He is no longer himself, but has become an automaton who has ceased to be guided by his will. (Ibid. 35)

     The remainder of Freud’s Group Psychology is the application of Le Bon’s observations as a manual for psychologically manipulated groups through hypnosis and suggestion to achieve an agenda.  I will repeatedly refer to Group Psychology in Freud’s plan hereafter.  While it is clear that Freud read Le Bon’s 1895 book absorbing much, the book was immediately translated into English in 1896 where it became accesible to a world public, it is therefore probable that a number of other people read the book taking what they needed for their purposes.

     One of these may very well have been Edgar Rice Burroughs.  I know of no way of determining the fact that he read the book but one asks is there any evidence in his novels that would indicate that he had.  I’ll be darned, there is.  As I said, because of the frivolous nature of the novels one dismisses Burroughs as an uneducated fantasist.  He himself said that he would take a political or social idea and highly fictionalize it into something else.  If one reads his 1914 novel Thuvia, Maid Of Mars one finds a story suspiciously like Le Bon’s ideas in The Crowd but highly fictionalized.

     Burroughs’ psychological ideas are difficult to trace but well developed.  Throughout his corpus Burroughs is well informed about hypnosis.  It appears to be a subject he gave special attention to.  Le Bon’s ideas are based on group hypnosis.  In Thuvia the hero finds his way to the Martian kingdom of Lothar.  He engages his invaders in a battle with the Lotharians.  The city walls of Lothar are manned by innumerable bowmen firing arrows on the Green Men of Mars.  The field is strewn with dead Green men killed by the arrows of he phantom bowmen.

     The fight ending the hero looks away for an instant breaking eye contact with Lothar.  When he looks back the field is strewn with dead Green Men but the arrows are gone.  Wondering about this he looks back at Lothar to find the bowmen are gone too.

     As it turn out the Lotharians no longer exist in physical form but are merely psychological projections who have learned to mass hypnotize their enemies into believing that they do exist and are shooting real arrows.  Their enemies believe they are real arrows and so die by them.

     Thus it is quite possible that in Thuvia we have a fictionalization of Le Bon’s ideas which Burroughs must have picked up from the 1895 book converting them into fiction in 1914 well ahead of Freud and Hitler.

     Oh yes. Him again.  Hitler.  Whether historians would agree that Germany was ‘stabbed in the back’ or not, it was universally believed by Germans, especially by Hitler, and they and he acted on that belief.  Thus the psychic injury suffered by the privations of war, the loss of the war, and the belief that victory had been taken from them by traitorous means made a curious form of group emasculation  of the collective ego shared by each individual creating the conditions for a group psychology which under the influence of a hypnotizer they would not be responsible for their acts.  The group ego is where the emasculation occurs being then relegated to the group subconscious where it surfaces under various names and impulses.  As the American Jew Mark Rudd was to say in respect to his group’s post-WWII emasculation:  The issue is not the issue.  In other words, their complaint was the disguise for their emasculation which is what they were really trying to address.

     Jean Genet was not a philosopher or a politician so that he did not understand that Hitler was not the protagonist but the antagonist.  He was not acting but reacting.  What was he reacting to?  Let’s go back to Freud.

     End of Part 2.  Go To Part 3

A Contribution To The Edgar Rice Burroughs

Library Project.

A Review

The Sheik

by

E.M. Hull

by R.E. Prindle

The Novel

     The Sheik by E.M. Hull is found in ERB’s library.  The novel published at the beginning of 1921 was a runaway bestseller going through thirty-0ne printings by October.  My copy is of the thirty-first printing.  How many more it may have gone through I am not aware.

     The book was quickly made into the movie of the same name starring Rudolph Valentino and released on November 20th of the same year.  Thus the impact would have been redoubled on ERB reading the book and seeing the movie.

Having troubles in his relations with Emma, he was somewhat bedeviled by what she wanted as Freud was by what women wanted.  The Sheik presented one woman’s solution to the problem of what women want. The Englishwoman E.M. Hull examined the problem in some detail.  Her solution would find expression in ERB’s Tarzan And The Ant Men of 1923 in the story of the Alalus women.

2.

     While Mrs. Hull’s novel is invariably reviewed as a soft core porn novel it is actually quite a serious attempt to explore what women want.  Not a potboiler, the story is well thought out and carefully constructed.

     The story falls into the category of the desert nomad thriller.

     The scene is somewhere between Biskra and Oran in Algeria.  Biskra is the southernmost point on the railroad from the coast to the Sahara in the East of Algeria.  It is an oasis area and was a winter resort for Europeans.  This area was also the scene of Robert Hitchen’s The Garden Of Allah and the Sahara scenes from Edgar Rice Burroughs’ The Return Of Tarzan.

The Author

     As with Hitchens’ the desert serves as a symbol for self-realization and redemption.  The story was written as the career of the rebel Abd El Krim was reaching its apex in the Rif.  Krim’s story was terrifically romantic for women of the era.  I had a high school history teacher in the fifties who was still capable of gushing about Krim thinking him the most manly and desirable of men.

     As with Hitchens the story revolves around a man and a woman.  The woman an Englishwoman and the man a Krim like sheik of the desert.

3.

     The woman is appropriately named Diana.  Diana was the virgin huntress of Greek mythology who spurned all relations with men thus putting her in enmity with Aphrodite.  She is somehow related to the Lady Of The Lake of ancient Lacedaemon which name means Lady Of The Lake and in a line of progression to the Northern European archetype of the second half of the Piscean Age.  This is a rather strange female archetype to represent the Northern European psyche.  She is a cold unloving symbol that may have something to do with the European character.

     Whether Mrs. Hull knew these things or not she represents them perfectly in her story.  This is quite extraordinary.

     Thus her Diana was raised by her brother as a boy.  She is represented throughout the story as an ambiguous girl-boy, nearly a hermaphrodite.  She is herself a skilled huntress who has no use for men.  As the story opens she has yet to be kissed.  Mrs. Hull skillfully represents the respect that Northern European men have for their women which in itself may be conditioned by the Diana image.  They are easily put off.  When one man asks Diana for a kiss he accepts his rejection with equanimity asking only if they can at least be pals.

     The Sheik as the wild man of the desert knowing no law but his will offers quite a contrast.  By the time of Mrs. Hull’s novel ERB had already explored the same literary territory in the Return Of Tarzan and The Lad And The Lion as well as The Cave Girl.  I would hesitate to say Mrs. Hull had read Burroughs but the Sheik is portrayed as a Tarzan like superman in a decidedly pulp manner.

     The Sheik does not observe any civilized niceties.  At one point Mrs. Hull refers to his civilization being less than skin deep.  As the Sheik, Ahmed, says, if he wants something he takes it.  Having seen Diana in the marketplace of Biskra he sets out to kidnap and rape her.  There are no other words for it and Mrs. Hull does not mince them.

     His plan worked out so that he buys off Diana’s desert guide to deliver her to him on the first night out of Biskra.  Prior to that he surreptitiously serenaded her on the night before even entering her room in the dark while she is there to replace the bullets in her pistol with blanks to prevent her from shooting him in the desert which she did attempt to do.

4.

     Now, Mrs. Hull is presenting an allegory so the novel is filled with symbols.  The key symbol is the horse.  The horse is, of course, a symbol of the female associated with the Greek god Poseidon.  In ancient times the symbol of the bull was associated with the missing y chromosome of the female being replaced in Patriarchal times with the horse.  Thus the Patriarchal goddess Athene is sometimes represented as horse headed.

     When the guide brings Diana a horse to ride it is a magnificent creature much better than she might have expected from a commercial enterprise.  The horse has actually been provided by Ahmed the Sheik so as Diana leaves Biskra she is already mounted on the Sheik’s horse- a powerful sexual symbol.  The horse is trained to respond to signals from The Sheik.

     The story is filled with horses and horse races between she and the Sheik.  In one race the Sheik gives her a minute to stop or he will shoot her horse dead which he does.  He then places Diana in front of him on his horse (these horses are all magnificent and beyond magnificent) at which point she realizes that she is not only in love with the Sheik but has been for some time.

     Previous to this time she had noted in the camp

     …but it was the horses that struck Diana principally.  They were everywhere, some tethered, some wandering loose, some excercising in the hands of grooms.

     So everywhere is the symbol of the female.  At this stage Diana has been sexually subordinated to the Sheik but she is intellectually resisting.  The Sheik puts on a demonstration of how useless her resistance is as he fully intends to break her.

     A man eater is brought out who has killed a man earlier that morning.  The horse obviously represents Diana.  Some two or three men attempt to break the horse but they all fail.  Then the Sheik mounts.  The result is a thoroughly exhausted and beaten horse.  She stops fighting with her legs splayed while the Sheik jumps off.  Then the horse rolls over left with no will of its own.

     This is exactly Diana’s situation.  Earlier she had boasted to her brother:  I will do what I choose, and I will never obey any will but my own.

     That is now proven an empty boast as the Diana riding in front of the Sheik chooses to obey the Sheik’s will.

     Perhaps Mrs. Hull has prophesied the submission of England’s will of today to the desert Sheiks.  As of now the Moslems have all but assumed religious control of England.  Thus England as Diana has submitted its sexuality to the sons of the Sheiks.

     However Diana’s Sheik still has to prove himself as the dominant male of his society to retain her allegiance.  One hesitates to say that she perversely tests him nevertheless having been cautioned to take care on her desert rides she insists on going too far afield.  Naturally she and her seven man escort are ambushed by the fat swarthy greasy rival sheik’s men.  Six of the seven escorts die joyously defending their sheik’s property.  The seventh, the sheik’s European manservant gets the classic bullet crease alongside the head.  Diana disappears into the fat greasy sheik’s tent.  This guy is everything an Arab sheik should have been in contemporary European eyes.  Fat, greasy, swarthy, unbelievably smelly, uncouth to the nth degree.  There’s no doubt there’s the fate worse than death for the boyish, sylphlike, slender, lithe Diana.  Yes, it seems pretty certain, unless…

     Here comes the Sheik with a small but loyal and dedicated band of followers eager to die for their leader.  Just as the greasy, swarthy sheik  has got it out and ready in crashes Ahmed  in the nick of time.  Rather than shooting the bastard and getting it over with he wants to dispatch El Greaso by hand.  As we all know strangling a a struggling strong man takes a little time.  Enough time for El Greaso’s vile Ebon followers to burst into the tent.  Right behind them come Ahmed’s men.  Shades of Tarzan!  Ahmed takes a severe blow to the head and a couple long blades in the back.

     Will he live?  After muttering a couple pages similar to the last words of Dutch Schultz the matter is in the hands of Allah and the European surgeon.  As much as I like having god on my side, in certain situations a good surgeon is even better.

      Nevertheless if Ahmed lives he has proven himself to be the right man for Diana.  Interestingly the virgin huntress has submitted to the law of Aphrodite.  The European archetype has accepted the dominance of the Moslem Arab.

     Well, almost.  In the first place the tribe of Ahmed is very interesting according to his French friend who arrived in time for the big battle.  It seems that Ahmed’s tribe is different from the rest of the desert greasers.  It is inferred that his tribe is one of the legendary White tribes supposed to be living in the Sahara.  Undoubtedly a surviving remnant of Atlantis that moved South when the Mediterranean flooded.

Why, in addition, it turns out that Ahmed isn’t even an Arab.  It seems that he’s actually English.  Well, an English Spanish blend.  His English father when in his cups did some unspeakable thing to Ahmed’s mother when she was pregnant with him and she was found by Ahmed Sr. Ahmed Jr.’s adopted father wandering dazed and confused beneath the broiling desert sun.

     Taken in she dropped Ahmed Jr. and died.  The baby was raised as the successor to Ahmed Sr.  But he developed an uncontrollable hatred for England, its people and all things English.  That’s why he captured and raped Diana over and over.  But it’s OK, they both realize they love each other now.

     The lesson seems to be that that’s what woman wants:  a man who can earn her repect by dominating and controlling her while at the same time being the dominant male in his society, being able to provide all her wants and desires while being able to defend her from the El Greasos of the world.  So all the necessary elements come together here and we have a marriage if not made in heaven perfect for terrestrial travails.

     If nothing else ERB learned where he had failed Emma in the beginning but who now wondered in his own role of sheik where the rewards from Emma were.

     I’m going to speculate that ERB read the story in 1921.  He might have enjoyed Valentino in the movie but I think it improbable that the silent film came near capturing the nuances of the novel.  I’m sure the signficance of Diana as female European archetype didn’t come through on celluloid.

     Was it even in Mrs. Hull’s mind one may perhaps ask.  Is it possible I’m projecting my beliefs on Mrs. Hull’s story?  It is possible but consider this passage in The Sheik:

     He was so young, so strong, so made to live.  He had so much to live for.  He was essential to his people.  They needed him.  If she could only die for him.  In the days when the world was young the gods were kind, they listened to the prayers of hapless lovers and accepted the life they were offered in the place of the beloved whose life was claimed.  If God would but listen to her now.

     So we know that Mrs. Hull was read in Greek mythology.  It would seem inevitable that she was familiar with the stories of King Arthur to some degree.  Certainly she knew the story of Merlin and Vivian.  She was a writer.  Knowing little about Mrs. Hull it is impossible for me to know for certain exactly what she read or understood.  And yet, there it is in the pages of her novel if one has eyes to see.  The Sheik is as much a work of mythology as is that of Burroughs’ Tarzan.  It is possible that neither was conscious of what they were saying but the information taken into their minds was transformed subconsciously, at least, into the form in which it issued forth from their pens.  It works that way for writers.  I am often astonished at the subliminal message of what I write.  Did I intend it?  Must have.  There it is.  Still, I do put myself into a mild trance when I’m writing so that I concentrate on words rather than ideas.  So the words are more conscious while the content is more subliminal.  We know ERB wrote from a trancelike state and Mrs. Hull’s story has that quality.  I think we have enough evidence to know that she had read the mythological material so that whether she had consciously formulated her ideas they come out in her writing.  In short, I don’t think I’m projecting much if anything.  Tra la.

     There is no doubt that The Sheik made a big impression on ERB.  The question is how did he understand it.  His first reaction appeared in 1923’s Tarzan And The Ant Men in the weird parody of the Alalus people in which he reverses the male-female roles with the women being stronger and dominant.  As Ahmed figures the women brutally dominate the men.  Using them for sexual pleasure then discarding them.  ERB’s story seems to be tongue in cheek but without a reference point the ridiculous story is hard to follow.  With E.M. Hull’s The Sheik I believe we have the reference point.

     It seems clear that Mrs. Hull was influenced by Robert Hitchens’ The Garden Of Allah.  What is not clear is whether she was influenced by Edgar Rice Burroughs and if so by what novels.  The Sheik follows a pulp format.  So, if Mrs. Hull read the pulps on a regular basis there is no reason to believe that she was not familiar with some of his work as Burroughs certainly by 1920 when she probably began the novel was already the premier pulp writer.

     If that was the case it seems likely that she might have read The Return Of Tarzan and The Lad And The Lion, perhaps The Cave Girl.  If she read Lad then she reversed the roles of the chief male and female characters making the Woman English and the man Arab.

     I haven’t read the magazine version of The Lad And The Lion so I am not sure of the specific changes ERB made between the 1913 version and the 1938 rewrite for book publication.  The rewrite shows clear evidence of influence from The Sheik unless of course Mrs. Hull was reflecting the influence of the Lad on herself.  In any event the two books reflect an influence from one to the other.

     So, as with Trader Horn and Burroughs it is possible that Hull was influenced by Burroughs and with both of these authors Burroughs reading of them was reflected in his subsequent writing.

     Our list of reciprocal influences is growing when one adds that of H.G. Wells.  What once seemed simple grows more complex.

Postscript:  I have since learned that Mrs. Hull was a student of mythology.

Springtime For Edgar Rice Burroughs

by

R.E. Prindle

Part VII

Edgar Rice Burroughs

The Sequels

The return from San Diego in March-April 1914 was a turning point in Burroughs’ life.  In a sense it was a childhood’s end.  The past was now the past.  ERB’s future lay ahead.

The fact that he had won the gamble of the stay in San Diego being able to spend recklessly and still have his back financially covered must have been a tonic to his self-confidence.  He was able to do nearly anything he wanted to do.  One was to begin his library.  A key book in his library was Edward Gibbon’s Decline And Fall Of The Roman Empire.  He recorded its purchase date in 1913 and the day he completed the work just after his birthday in 1915.  One imagines that by the time he wrote his three sequels in mid-1914 he had read a few of the volumes of his twelve volume set.

This is important because reading Gibbon is a life changing event.  In the language of the sixties the history is consciousness expanding.  In a sense it is a transition from childhood to maturity.

It is impossible to stress sufficiently the changes that ERB is going through or the rapidity of the changes.  Already just returned from San Diego he is purchasing a new automobile, a Hudson.  It is perhaps no coincidence that The Mad King opens with Barney Custer/ERB careening down the road in a new Roadster.  That it is gray is of very little significance because the only colors available in 1914 were probably grey and black.  Or perhaps as the Hudson appears to be grey in black and white photos Barney’s car for that reason was grey.

One can only imagine the exhilaration ERB experienced as he climbed behind the wheel of big new touring car.  It was Hudson not a cheap Ford.  Nineteen fourteen was also a turning point in the history of Ford Motors.  ERB always disparages Fords in these years proud that he’s driving a more expensive automobile.  The woes of not being able to afford a car from 1903 on must have melted away.

Not only did ERB buy a new car but he and his family of wife and three children moved into luxurious new quarters in the affluent Chicago suburb of Oak Park.  So ERB began a new life on his return to Chicago.

Shortly after his return Tarzan Of The Apes was released in book form by A.C. McClurg.  Magazine and newspaper response to his stories had been terrific so there was no reason for Burroughs not to anticipate large sales.  One can imagine him sitting up nights calculating the number.  A hundred thousand?  Too low.  A million?  Well, if he got really lucky.  We’ve all enjoyed the anticipation of some sort along those lines.

The book was released in May, 1914 but there is no indication that McClurg’s even sold through the fifteen thousand of the contract or, indeed, that they even ever printed that many.  The title was turned over to the reprint house of A.L. Burt early the next year in 1915.  Burt was so uncertain of the books reception that they made McClurgs guarantee the first printing.  When Burt turned the title over to Grossett and Dunlap they claimed to have sold less than seven hundred thousand copies at fifty cents each.  Royalties were only four and a half cents a copy of which McClurg’s got half so Burroughs realized a mere pittance.

So what then?

He was thrown back almost wholly on his magazine revenues.  He began to receive some money from newspaper syndication but this was relatively a pittance given his expectations.  Within a few years movie money would begin coming in but for the time being Burroughs had to keep writing bcause as usual he was spending in advance of receipts.

I believe one can detect a change in the style of his writing at this point.

Whereas prior to the return from San Diego with the energy of the bloom of Spring relying perhaps on stories that had evolved in his mind as he daydreamed in the lean years stories just flowed from his pen.  It seems likely that he exhausted that reservoir in San Diego so that now he had actually to work at dreaming up stories.  In all three of the titles the sequels are significantly longer than the first halves while changing from personal revelations more toward formal stories.

The editorship of Munsey’s had also changed from Metcalf to Bob Davis- Robert H. Davis.  From the available evidence Metcalf seems to have been the more tolerant and indulgent of Burroughs’ writing.  When Davis was assigned Burroughs in 1914 the latter was an established star of the Munsey stable of writers.  Davis wrote an autobiography c. 1940 that I haven’t been able to obtain but which should have much information on his dealing with ERB.

Davis appears to have been much more critical of Burroughs, even bullying him, pushing suggestions on him that the vulnerable writer couldn’t resist.  Davis was the one who suggested that Tarzan have a son something Burroughs always regretted doing.  Davis seems to have been of the opinion that ERB used a number of trite situations, situations that have subsequently been amply exploited by the movies.  Not having grown up in ERB’s milieu and being sufficienctly underread in the various literatures of the times I am unable to say whether or not Burroughs presentation of Barney Custer’s execution by firing squad was trite or not as Davis states.  Why Davis should have accepted the grazing of the head by the bullet that has become so commonplace in the movies and rejected the first episode is beyond me.

That Davis accepted Barney’s escape through the sewer without a demur when the episode is a blatant plagiarism of Jean Valjean’s escape through the sewer in Les Miserables  is beyond me also.  Burroughs even duplicates the upturned face as the filth rises about Valjean.  ERB does provide the original twist of Barney being completely submerged in the sewage.  Gruesome enough.

So Davis’ intent seems to have been a contest for control and dominance.  It seems then that there were large variations between the magazine stories and the published books as ERB reinserted deleted passages and changed details back to his original writing.  Overall, from the available evidence, I hold an unfavorable opinion of Davis’ interference.

On the home front, while ERB may have thought to find acceptance for his success as a writer and his newfound prosperity he was to be bitterly disappointed as his writing was disparaged and his topics made him a literary clown in his contemporaries eyes.  To my undertanding he has never been accorded the respect  that is his due to this day either in Oak Park or Chicago.

The fact is that he was able to please his audience in the pulp fiction genre mightily not only in 1913-14 but for at least a quarter century until his medium, pulp fiction, began to flounder in the thirties and forties.  Having now read so many of his novels four to six times I am beginning now to have a much greater respect for ERB’s writing abilities.

The sequels of all three novels under consideration show an extreme focus on exactly what the story is and told with great economy yet with words so well chosen that the reader learns everything that he has to know.  I am especially impressed with the single minded drive of The Mad King.

While obviously desiring acceptance and even importance in Chicago’s society ERB made an effort to be accepted by the newspaper columnists he had so admired from young manhood on.   These men were very much admired by ERB.  Indeed the columnists occupied a position analogous to the drive time radio commentators of our day.  Chicago had some of the best.

Burroughs had collections of Eugene Field and George Ade in his library so that it is clear that he was much influenced by them.  He does not seem to have cared for Peter Finley Dunne and his Mr. Dooley Irish dialect stories.  Now as man he began to contribute to the successors of Field and Ade.  Bert Leston Taylor’s column A Line Of Type Or Two in the Chicago Tribune printed some of Burroughs’ verse submitted under his pseudonym, Normal Bean, as well as another column in the Tribune, In The Wake Of The News by Hugh E. Keogh also known as HEK. (source: Porges)  Both columns were prestigious so that the acceptance of ERB’s verse would indicate that it was high enough quality for the columns.  After all it isn’t that easy to get into such columns or even have a letter to the editor published.  Burroughs also joined the White Paper Club that sounds like a catchall scribblers club.  He was ignored and shunned by the prestigious clubs.

A note on cars and then to the books on review.  In 1913 he had and sold a Velie.  In 1914 he bought and drove a Hudson while he drove a Mitchell in 1915.

The Velie is of interest (see http://www.angelfire.com/mt/velie/ )

The Velie was a low priced model bought second hand so it probably didn’t put ERB out too much.  Willard Velie attended Yale at the same time as the Burroughs Boys graduating in 1888.  One wonders if the Brothers knew of Velie at Yale.  Perhaps such a knowledge may have influenced Burroughs choice or perhaps not.

The choice of the Hudson was undoubtedly influenced by the fact that ERB’s hero, L. Frank Baum, who ERB almost certainly visited in 1913, drove one.

If there is a possible story behind the Mitchell I haven’t learned it as yet.  Also it shoud be noted that the movie industry did not affect Baum’s decision to move to Hollywood.  Cecil B. Demille and Jesse Lasky didn’t step off the train in LA until 1914 when they introduced Hollywood to the movies.

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So now ERB began to organize his life around his future rather than his past.  The first burst of writing in which he released his pent up emotions was now spent.  On the return to Chicago his writing becomes a vocation in which he had to turn out stories every year for the pulps so that he became a professional writer rather than a quasi-amateur.

Tarzan Of The Apes was published in May upon his return but it would seem to disappointing sales.  It was even difficult for McClurg’s to get the reprint firm of A.L. Burt to take it however it did well for Burt although apparently not in the spectacular numbers so often reported.  Nevertheless money began to come in from that source.

Burroughs’ writing would also be influenced by the political situation presented by the Wobblies or I.W.W. as well as the outbreak of the Great War in August.  That conflict became the subject of the sequel to The Mad King that was written after the war began.

The tone of the three sequels then changed from the first halves becoming less personal in their presentation but still concerned with ERB’s relationship with Emma.

The opening  sequence of The Cave Girl-The Mad King-The Eternal Lover was changed to The Cave Man-Sweethearts Primeval (Eternal Lover)-and Barney Custer Of Beatrice (Mad King).

Barney Custer of Beatrice seems to display some first hand knowledge of Bert Weston’s business so it is possible that ERB and family visited Weston and Beatrice on the way back from California.  In the only letter in the Weston correspondence near the 1914 date, that of June 14, ERB does not allude to any such visit which may or may not mean anything.

The Cave Man then was written first of the sequels as was The Cave Girl of the original stories.  There are very significant elements to the story.  ERB would later use the Nadara as the White Goddess in Tarzan And The Leopard Men.  That in turn links Nadara to La and thence to Florence.  In this story Nadara has been captured by some aborigines and made their goddess as will be Kali Bwana.  Just as Nadara was wearing the Panther pelt so Kali Bwana would be associated with the Leopard as goddess of the Leopard Men.  So both women are invested with ERB’s symbol of female sexuality.

Just as the long temple here was on a river so would be the Leopard temple.  Waldo as Thandar uses the roof as does Tarzan.  ERB thus duplicates the story.  As Florence entered his life he began to associate her with this early dream of Nadara as well as her successor, La.  Signficantly La makes her last appearance in 1930s Tarzan The Invincible transformed to reappear immediately as Kali Bwana of Leopard Men.  That would indicate that by 1930 ERB had decided to leave Emma for Florence.

Another interesting twist is the similarity of Nadara and the temple to those of Trader Horn.  We know that Trader Horn read Burroughs so it is probable that he somehow picked up a copy of the magazine version of Cave Man gestating the story for a decade or so when it came out of his head in 1927.  Thus the close association of Burroughs and Horn before and after the publication of the latter’s story.  Keeps getting more and more interesting, doesn’t it?

A second major issue seems to be ERB trying to reconcile himself and his parents.  The second half of the Cave Man is very concerned with portraying Thandar/ERB’s father as a fine old man in contrast to the crazy deaf mute of Lad And The Lion.  In this story the father figure is sympathetic while the mother figure is more harsh.  She does become reconciled to Nadara in the end when she learns the girl is a French Princess.  French again.  One wonders if ERB’s mother was opposed to his marrying Emma.

Nadara herself who waffles between a representation of Emma/Jane and La in the Cave Girl begins Cave Man as more Ema but becomes morel like La/Kali Bwana as the story progresses ending strongly as the latter which would indicate that ERB already preferred his dream Golden Girl to Emma.  He finally settled for the rather commonplace Florence as his version of the Wild Thing.

The story opens with the usual adventures.  Getting Nadar back to her people it is necessary to kill King Big Fist to keep her.  Thus we have a series of male images that reflect ERB’s conflict with Frank Martin.

Big Fist dead the people appoint Tandar/Waldo as their king.  Thandar is in the process of converting the tribe to American Democracy when the earth quake strikes.  In addition to head bashing one is astonished at the role earthquakes play in these early stories along with memory loss.

In this one Thandar/Waldo is creating a new society somewhat in imitation of the bizarre improvements Jules Verne made to his Mysterious Island when the earthquake strikes ending Thandar’s experiment.

The earthquake separates him from Nadara who is then pursued by another neanderthal type; perhaps this is a varation on the theme of ERB’s ccontest with marank Martin for Emma’s hand.

In a bizarre episode Thandar puts to sea in a bobbing strange little boat finally falling in with Pirates.  From then on the story resembles Pirate Blood.  Pirate Blood appeared at the same time as his relationship with Florence developed so the two are proable related to his Anima fantasies.

All comes out right in the end as the Pirates restore the belongings of Waldo’s father and mother whose yacht they had captured.  Thandar rescues Nadara, all are reunited and Thandar/Waldo and Nadara are able to consummate their natural union with the marriage rites of civilization.  An odd little story overall.

ERB next turned to the sequel of The Eternal Lover, Sweethearts Primeval.  I just like this story.  Nu and Victoria return to the Niocene.  ERB missed some opportunities here.  While Nu left the Niocene to go to the present Nat-ul never did.  So when Victoria made her first trip to the Niocene both she and Nat-Ul should have been there.  It would have been well if ERB had explained how their two being meshed after the munerous rebirths of Nat-Ul that produced Victoria.

In this story Nat-Ul who is a variation of La, and Nu become separated.  The story is their attempt to reunite.  Once again a character who may represent Frank Martin attempts to abduct Nat-Ul but she escapes him to fall into the clutches of another cave man only to escape finding her way to a small island.

The imagery is quite wonderful.  Burroughs at his best.  The scenery is quite reminiscent of Pellucidar with its coasts and islands.  The pirate theme is also prominent in the Pellucidar stories of this time.

Nat-Ul manages to be abducted a number of times escaping each time.

Nu is hampered in his search for Nat-Ul by the appearance of a woman named Gron the wife of Tur of the Boat People.  She attches herself to Num who has a difficult time getting rid of her.  In the end Nu goes off in seach of the tiger OO this time dying while Victoria/Nat-Ul returns to the present leaving a hole in Space and Time.

In the end we learn that the whole story of Nu took place in the three mintues Victoria was unconcious.

Burroughs then turned to the sequel of The Mad King.  The reversal in sequence of The Mad King and The Eternal Lover was necessitated by the fact that after the first part of The Mad King Barney had gone to Africa so that it was now necessary to get him back to Lutha.

Thus the Mad King and The Eternal Lover are actually one novel of the History of Barney Custer.  The two books could be combined and titled something like The Adventures Of Barney Custer in Lutha and Africa.

The proper way to read the two books then is Part I of The Mad King, both parts of The Eternal Lover and then the sequel to The Mad King.

After losing Emma in Mad King Part I, Barney goes to Africa to ‘forget’ along with Butzow.  Leaving Africa we next find him and Butzow in Beatrice, Nebraska visiting Bert and Margaret and their grain mill.

If Peter of Bletz had lost rack of Barney in Africa he relocates him in Beatrice (I am informed that Beatrice if pronounced Be-at-trice).  After a failed murder attempt by Peter’s henchman Maenck Barney and Butzow return to Lutha.

As the story was written after the beginning of the Great War Austria is now attempting to annex Lutha.  Apparently ERB was opposed to Austria as he sides with the Serbs.

Having been unable to forget Emma in Africa Barney now attempts to win her hand from King Leopold.

Barney and Leopold are yet another variation on The Prince And The Pauper then.  Barney is captured trying to enter Lutha and put before a firing squad.  Miraculously escaping death he escapes the Austrians by a direct borrowing of Jean Valjean’s escape through the sewers of Paris.

He is temporarily reunited with Emma but then captured by Maenck.  Taken to Leopold he is sentenced to death but contrives to escape by exchanging identities with Leopold.  In the guise of Leopold Barney manages to save Lutha from the Austrians.  He dressed in Royal and Leopold dressed in rages the two are impossible to tell apart which replicates Twain’s story.

Barney is more seriously injured than Leiop[old so more vulnerable  and also stupidly trusting.  It should be clear that Barney and Leopold are doppelgangers of ERB.  The crux of the problme here is the struggle for Emma.  She had been promised in marriage to Leopold so that she is unwilling to disengage fromt he agreement without Leopold’s consent.

ERB writes this remarkable passage about his tow identities, the one the loser of yesteryear, Leopold, and the other the success of his present, Barney.

Quote:

‘What do you intend doing with me?”  (Leopold) said.  “Are you going to keep your word and return my identity?”

“I have promised,” replied Barney, “and what I promise I always perform.”

“Then exchange clothing with me at once,” cried the king, half rising from his cot.

‘Not so fast, my friend,” replied the American.  “There are a few trifling details to be arranged before we resume our proper personalities.”

Unquote.

One of the trifling details is the release of Emma from her obligation to Leopold.  Barney extorts the letter releasing the king placing it under his pillow.  Exhausted from his wound he then falls asleep.  Not so tired Leopold waits until Barney is asleep than recovers his clothes takes back the letter and leaves Barney to his fate.

Up to this point in 1913-14’s output ERB has been struggling to make amends with for his dismal performance in the first thirteen yers of marriage and regain her confidence.  Thus Leopold represents the old ERB and Barney the new.  As Emma has been married to ERB and is familiar with his loser persona it is difficult for her to transit from Leopold to Barney in her affections.  As they are so similar in appearance she had difficulty telling them apart.  This has been ERB;s dilemma for the last year and a half, convincing Emma that he is trustworthy and will continue to be a good provider.

ERB has confidence in his ability to continue his writing and finanical success but his future was not so clear to Emma as he continued his wastrel ways.  As she could not share his optimism she continued to be wary refusing to accord him the trust and actually the respect he desired.

Leopold in possession of the letter identifying him as Barney races to Lustadt presumably with the intent to present Emma with the letter identifying him as Barney, the man she really wants, the marrying her quickly under the false pretense thus foiling Barney.

His own plan is foiled when upon arriving at the castle in Lustadt he is shot dead by Maenck who mistakes him for Barney .  Barney then shows up claiming the hand of Emma.

He is then proclaimed king.  Emma says to him:

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“There is no other way, my lord King,” she said with grave dignity.  “With her blood your mother requeated you a duty which you may not shirk.  It is not for you or me to choose.  God chose for you when you were born.”

Unquote.

Thus with the line:  God chose for out ERB unites the stories of Little Lord Fauntleroy and The Prince And The Pauper.  The Little Prince of ERB’s early years returns to his God appointed place.  He and Emma are united.

One believes that the story and its ending was intended for Emma to observe ahd heed.  Apparently she didn’t because in the next Tarzan story, Jewels Of Opar of 1915, Tarzan and La flirt again.

Anyway The Mad King sequel rounds out the stories of 1913 bringing Burroughs’ springtime to an end.  The tragedy is that Emma couldn’t foresee that ERB had tapped into the Mother Lode.  No matter how improvident ERB would continute to be the money would always be there to continue their new life style.  Perhaps if she had surrendered to fate and Made ERB her king in fact both she and La would have been united in one figure.

It seems that the Cave Girl, The Eternal Lover and The Mad King explored ERB’s relationship with Emma fromt he beginning to the point aht ERB was minded to replace her with an ideal woman.

The notion would develop in his mind until in 1927 he actually did so.

The three sequels ended the quest of his Springtime.  His youthful enthusiasm was exhausted.  From this point on he would compose more formal novels searching for story lines.

Personally I find his post 1914 to 1920 work some of his best.   The two sequels to The Mucker yet to come are outstanding.

Female problems continued to dominate his work.  Then in 1921 he read a work on male-female relations by E.M. Hull that had a profound effect on him.  that was the novel of The Sheik.  I would like to do a review of that next before I return to the Tarzan series.