Tsh analysis(*holds a magnifying glass and looks through the text with deep scrutiny*):
I have this little theory that made me sit up in bed like a thunderbolt and go oh! oh! oh!
"For, if the modern mind is whimsical and discursive, the classical mind is narrow, unhesitating, relentless."
Richard's description of a classical mind fits Henry ever so perfectly. He was unhesitant with his actions of taking down Hampden with six men, ruthless and relentless in killing Bunny and narrow-minded in the way he immediately denied the fact that people walked on the moon. He made himself an ancient, lived as such, completely denying the world infront of him to the extent of making himself totally isolated from it. He lived in the past, liked it that way. Ever only acknowledged the ancient world, learnt it's languages, believed deeply in their beliefs and relied solely on their resources.
"It was
why I admired Julian, and Henry in particular. Their reason, their
very eyes and ears were fixed irrevocably in the confines of those
stern and ancient rhythms—the world, in fact, was not their home, at
least not the world as I knew it—and far from being occasional
visitors to this land which I myself knew only as an admiring tourist,
they were pretty much its permanent residents, as permanent as I
suppose it was possible for them to be."
To dwell deeper, he was more of an ancient Roman than of an ancient Greek. An opportunist who was deeply obsessed with greek ideas, strangely superstitious and idealized about wild enthusiasms. An orderly man and a pragmatist to begin with.
There's this paragraph where Julian talks about the Romans:
“The Roman genius, and perhaps the Roman flaw,” he said, “was an obsession with order. One sees it in their architecture, their literature, their laws—this fierce denial of darkness, unreason, chaos.” He laughed. “Easy to see why the Romans, usually so tolerant of foreign religions, persecuted the Christians mercilessly—how absurd to think a common criminal had risen from the dead, how appalling that his followers celebrated him by drinking his blood. The illogic of it frightened them and they did everything they could to crush it. In fact, I think the reason they took such drastic steps was because they were not only frightened but also terribly attracted to it. Pragmatists are often strangely superstitious. For all their logic, who lived in more abject terror of the supernatural than the Romans?"
“The Greeks were different. They had a passion for order and
symmetry, much like the Romans, but they knew how foolish it was to
deny the unseen world, the old gods. Emotion, darkness, barbarism.”
By bellowing Dionysus, Henry foolishly denied himself of the darkness and barbarism that would follow. He was thoroughly influenced and manipulated by Jillian into the beautiful illusion of loosing oneself, into throwing off the chains of being for an instant. He was so deeply fantasized by it that he turned a big blind eye towards the whole disaster that was to be ensued after. In a way, this was his, as well as the ancient Romans', tragic flaw, they had underestimated the powers of the mighty Gods. One had to know, Dionysus, The God of wine, theatre, worship and importantly, the God of letting go, had the ultimate power that allowed humans to let go of their troubles through wine, let go of their identities through theatre, and let go of their individuality through worship.
However, this letting go also had dark aspects as Dionysus himself, there was no inherent limits to the powers of bellowing him. Festivity could turn into destruction, without self control, his powers were capable of driving humans to let go of their sanity, to let go of their judgement and finally to let go of their very humanity!
During his lecture about telestic madness, Julian talks about the idea and the temptation of losing control over oneself and the terrible seduction of Dionysiac ritual, but he purposefully chooses to neglect mentioning the supreme importance of self-control, which is embodied by none other than Dionysus himself. In the play, Bacchae, Dionysus in the guise of a mysterious foreigner, was able to sting other men with madness while he himself was the picture of sanity. Hence, the tragedy befalls!
(Parallelly, while Julian himself was able to infect and influence the group into wild enthusiasms, he however stood there by the side calm and aloof as though all this had nothing to do with him. We shall discuss about this in detail later, this post is already too big!)
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