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Les Mis notes up to Fantine Book Fifth Ch. I

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Fantine Third V
Narrator uses the phrase "shepherd idyl": genre savvy :)
"It was a time of undisputed peace and profound royalist security" OK. Sometimes, I do like people to spell things out for me. (I somehow didn't catch this from his chapter of tiny historical facts?)
The Parisian: "Beware! his hair, filled with wrath, is epic" etc. etc. So I guess people from Paris love this book?
"When the hour strikes, this man of the faubourgs will grow in stature; this little man will arise, and his gaze will be terrible, and his breath will become a tempest, and there will issue forth from that slender chest enough wind to disarrange the folds of the Alps." I feel like I should have something smart to say about the image of "the little man", but I don't really.

VII
"The pun is the dung of the mind which soars. The jest falls, no matter where; and the mind after producing a piece of stupidity plunges into the azure depths. (..) All the most august, the most sublime, the most charming of humanity, and perhaps outside of humanity, have made puns. Jesus Christ made a pun on St. Peter, Moses on Isaac, Æschylus on Polynices, Cleopatra on Octavius."
(1) Many things I say are the dung of the mind which soars.
(2) Tholomyès seems to love nothing as much as the sound of his own voice.

VI
Boy, these people really like their Oriental fantasies. They think "eastern" means "luxurious".
"All is not at an end on earth since we can still talk nonsense." - T. Problematic.
"Do you know what Aspasia was, ladies?" - obliged to quote this next part nearly in full out of fondness for Aspazija the Latvian poet who chose this name. "Although she lived at an epoch when women had, as yet, no soul, she was a soul" What a sentence. O.O So a soul is something you gain through, what, education? I probably shouldn't try and make sense of this, because it's just Tholomyes babbling.
"Aspasia was a creature in whom two extremes of womanhood met; she was the goddess prostitute; Socrates plus Manon Lescaut. Aspasia was created in case a mistress should be needed for Prometheus." Pretty nice, and also, Socrates is an extreme of womanhood now.

IX
The students dumped the girls via SMS note, with no warning. It was a joke to them. The dicks.
Fantine was pregnant. After mostly reading fanfic for a while, it's hard to believe the author passed up the opportunity for smut, even if it was a sad, bad, temporary ship. (Tholomyes is totally soulless.)

F Book Fourth Ch. I
A three-chapter "book" in which Fantine goes to her home town and leaves her illegitimate child Cossette with some shady people so she can appear respectable enough to find work and support said child.
"This Madame Thénardier was a sandy-complexioned woman, thin and angular—the type of the soldier’s wife in all its unpleasantness; and what was odd, with a languishing air, which she owed to her perusal of romances. She was a simpering, but masculine creature. Old romances produce that effect when rubbed against the imagination of cook-shop woman."
As a romance-reader, I feel attacked.

II
"Now, one cannot read nonsense with impunity. The result was that her eldest daughter was named Éponine.."
Don't know what she was thinking. Spuffy is a much better baby name.
Aristocratic names for kids in lower classes as a sign of equality caused by the French revolution

III
"It is not all in all sufficient to be wicked in order to prosper." snerk
"Certain natures cannot love on the one hand without hating on the other."
"It is sad to think that the love of a mother can possess villainous aspects." Yes, but it wouldn't seem as sad if you didn't think mothers are creatures of angelic perfection.
Whee, child abuse... Cossette has acquired a Wicked Stepmother.

Fantine Fifth I
In Fantine's home town (M. at M. or something), introduces
Father Madeleine, a revolutionary in the jet imitations industry.


A man-child, by name Tholomyès,
deceived a girl into a yes.
If she'd known he'd go,
she'd have said tholom no;
he'd be left with his hand to impress.
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