Pornographers & Perverts are Modern Literary Giants — June 16, 2017

DH Lawrence (left) and Joyce. Click to enlarge

DH Lawrence (left) and Joyce. Click to enlarge

In a satanic cult, such as modern society has become, sickness is portrayed as health. Thus James Joyce who indulged in coprophilia is treated as a shining beacon for society.
An obsession with human excrement is one of the hallmarks of Satanism, so it may be no coincidence that as scatology, and even coprophilia, have been mainstreamed in sitcoms and popular culture generally.

by Jude Duffy — (

James Joyce’s  celebrated novel Ulysses was irredeemably filthy. So said D. H. Lawrence. In spite of Lawrence’s assessment, Ulysses was widely hailed as a work of genius, and Joyce is still regarded as one of the giants of 20th century literature. In Ireland, in particular, liberal anti-Catholics predictably lionized him as a national martyr for the cause of free expression against a repressive authoritarian Church.
Yet Ulysses really was “filth”, or at least deeply preoccupied with filth. The book dwells at considerable length on the excretory bodily functions of the main characters.
Champions of Joyce, including the Anglo- Irish literary academic and homosexual activist, David Norris, insist that the author doesn’t devote any more attention to toilet matters in Ulysses than they merit in the account of a  normal day (which is what the book purports to be.) But in truth, the stream of consciousness soliloquies of the book’s heroine Molly Bloom suggest an author in the grip of a rather unhealthy obsession with women’s excretory functions.
In any case Joyce’s own letters to his long-time lover and eventual wife, Norah Barnacle, confirm that he had strong coprophiliac tendencies: If asking one’s sexual partner to pooh on you isn’t filthy, what exactly is? Faeces is synonymous with disease, foul smells, flies, and so on, so to call Joyce’s fixation unhealthy is not simply a figurative use of the term. This is all documented in Brenda Maddox’s book Nora (1988) from Nora’s letters.
We have seen in Joyce’s 1909 letters to Nora that Joyce was avidly coprophilic. Joyce scholar Clive Hart states, ‘There can be no denying that Joyce found everything associated with evacuation unusually pleasurable…’ In Finnegans Wake Kate’s monologue ends with this passage:
joyce thumb nose‘And whowasit youwasit propped the pot in the yard and whatinthe nameofsen lukeareyou rubbinthe sideofthe flureofthe lobbywith. Shite! will you have a plateful? Tak.’ Later in the same work we find Joyce’s verbal version of his own thumb-nosing drawing that we have reproduced at the left: ‘…kissists my exits’. (Source)
Waldo Frank who lived in the same house as Joyce said Joyce’s attitude to modern literature was “ironic.” Joyce knew it was a fraud.
Needless to say, Joyce  was not the first writer to have perverse sexual appetites, but his “modernity” partly lies in his use of the novel to seek public acceptance of his own perversions. More remarkably still, the literary world, and eventually the wider society, gave him the validation he sought.
His face has featured on Irish banknotes; he has a small Dublin street named after him, and there are countless seminars devoted to his books held throughout the world. Not bad for a  writer Virginia Woolf  once likened to “a queasy undergraduate squeezing his pimples.”



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