{"id":442,"date":"2009-11-17T07:13:04","date_gmt":"2009-11-17T11:13:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/russian\/?p=442"},"modified":"2009-11-17T07:13:04","modified_gmt":"2009-11-17T11:13:04","slug":"reading-forabout-the-sick-%c2%ab%d0%a3%d0%bd%d0%b8%d0%b6%d0%b5%d0%bd%d0%bd%d1%8b%d0%b5-%d0%b8-%d0%be%d1%81%d0%ba%d0%be%d1%80%d0%b1%d0%bb%d1%91%d0%bd%d0%bd%d1%8b%d0%b5%c2%bb-the-humiliated-and-insul","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/russian\/reading-forabout-the-sick-%c2%ab%d0%a3%d0%bd%d0%b8%d0%b6%d0%b5%d0%bd%d0%bd%d1%8b%d0%b5-%d0%b8-%d0%be%d1%81%d0%ba%d0%be%d1%80%d0%b1%d0%bb%d1%91%d0%bd%d0%bd%d1%8b%d0%b5%c2%bb-the-humiliated-and-insul\/","title":{"rendered":"Reading for\/about the Sick: \u00ab\u0423\u043d\u0438\u0436\u0435\u043d\u043d\u044b\u0435 \u0438 \u043e\u0441\u043a\u043e\u0440\u0431\u043b\u0451\u043d\u043d\u044b\u0435\u00bb [The Humiliated and Insulted]"},"content":{"rendered":"

Though I am still not entirely \u00ab\u0437\u0434\u043e\u0440\u043e<\/span>\u0432\u0430\u00bb<\/strong> [healthy] yet, today I \u00ab\u0447\u0443<\/span>\u0432\u0441\u0442\u0432\u0443\u044e \u0441\u0435\u0431\u044f<\/span> \u0433\u043e\u0440\u0430<\/span>\u0437\u0434\u043e \u043b\u0443<\/span>\u0447\u0448\u0435\u00bb <\/strong>[feel much better] than the days before and that’s why I finally have enough strength to write a post. I was \u00ab\u043e<\/span>\u0447\u0435\u043d\u044c \u0442\u0440\u043e<\/span>\u043d\u0443\u0442\u0430\u00bb<\/strong> [very touched] by all of your kind wishes of health and for me to get better soon, which is why I think I’m improving as fast as I am! \u00ab\u0411\u043e\u043b\u0435<\/span>\u0442\u044c\u00bb<\/strong> [being sick] is, as we all know, one of the most boring situations a human being can be in. When you’re sick you can’t really do anything at all, except stay in bed and try to sleep as not to let the fever get the best of you. But when you’re sick you can also \u00ab\u0447\u0438\u0442\u0430<\/span>\u0442\u044c \u043a\u043d\u0438<\/span>\u0433\u0443\u00bb <\/strong>[read a book], because reading books are very easily done when in bed. The problem is what book to choose. My choice was the only novel written by \u00ab\u0424\u0451<\/span>\u0434\u043e\u0440 \u041c\u0438\u0445\u0430<\/span>\u0438\u043b\u043e\u0432\u0438\u0447 \u0414\u043e\u0441\u0442\u043e\u0435<\/span>\u0432\u0441\u043a\u0438\u0439\u00bb<\/a> <\/strong>[Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky<\/a>] that I haven’t actually read before: \u00ab\u0423\u043d\u0438<\/span>\u0436\u0435\u043d\u043d\u044b\u0435 \u0438 \u043e\u0441\u043a\u043e\u0440\u0431\u043b\u0451<\/span>\u043d\u043d\u044b\u0435\u00bb<\/a><\/strong> [“The Humiliated and Insulted<\/a>“]. Before this I had already managed to read everything by Dostoevsky, some novels even twice (either both in Swedish and Russian or both in English and Russian)<\/em> wrapping it up about a year ago with \u00ab\u041f\u043e\u0434\u0440\u043e<\/span>\u0441\u0442\u043e\u043a\u00bb<\/a><\/strong> [“A Raw Youth<\/a>“]. Do not let this surprise you, though – after I first read \u2018Dusty’ (as I like to call him after the Allen Ginsberg<\/a> poem)<\/em> at the age of 18 I managed to swallow almost everything from \u00ab\u0411\u0435<\/span>\u0434\u043d\u044b\u0435 \u043b\u044e<\/span>\u0434\u0438\u00bb<\/a><\/strong> [“Poor Folk<\/a>“] to \u00ab\u0411\u0440\u0430<\/span>\u0442\u044c\u044f \u041a\u0430\u0440\u0430\u043c\u0430<\/span>\u0437\u043e\u0432\u044b\u00bb<\/a> <\/strong>[“The Brothers Karamazov<\/a>“] within a year in different translations. Somehow I never got a around to \u00ab\u0423\u043d\u0438<\/span>\u0436\u0435\u043d\u043d\u044b\u0435 \u0438 \u043e\u0441\u043a\u043e\u0440\u0431\u043b\u0451<\/span>\u043d\u043d\u044b\u0435\u00bb <\/strong>[“The Humiliated and Insulted”], even though I tried once to read it in an English translation when I was also sick – I was 19 at the time and living in Saint Petersburg. But I couldn’t do it. The book was too full of \u00ab\u0431\u043e\u043b\u0435<\/span>\u0437\u043d\u044c\u00bb <\/strong>[sickness] for my taste back then and I put away the book for good after about a 100 pages.<\/p>\n

Five years later I picked it up again and this time I found it relieving to read about all these \u00ab\u043d\u0435\u0437\u0434\u043e\u0440\u043e<\/span>\u0432\u044b\u0435\u00bb<\/strong> [unhealthy] people in Saint Petersburg back in the 1800’s. Everyone in this book \u00ab\u0431\u043e\u043b\u0435<\/span>\u0435\u0442\u00bb<\/strong> [is sick\/ill]. On every page you find things like: \u00ab\u042f \u0441\u0434\u0435<\/span>\u043b\u0430\u043b\u0441\u044f \u0431\u043e\u043b\u044c\u043d\u043e<\/span>\u0439\u00bb <\/strong>[I became sick], or \u00ab\u041e\u043d\u0430<\/span> \u043f\u043e\u0445\u0443\u0434\u0435<\/span>\u043b\u0430\u00bb<\/strong> [She had lost weight], or \u00ab\u041e\u043d \u043f\u043e\u0431\u043b\u0435\u0434\u043d\u0435<\/span>\u043b\u00bb<\/strong> [He had turned pale], or \u00ab\u041e\u043d\u0430<\/span> \u0431\u044b\u043b\u0430<\/span> \u0432 \u0431\u0440\u0435\u0434\u0443<\/span>\u00bb<\/strong> [She was delirious], or \u00ab\u041e\u043d \u0445\u0432\u043e\u0440\u0430<\/span>\u043b\u00bb<\/strong> [He was ill\/sick]. The imperfect verb \u00ab\u0445\u0432\u043e\u0440\u0430<\/span>\u0442\u044c\u00bb<\/strong> [be ill, be sick] is old and thus used in modern Russian language mostly when talking ironically of disease, but back in Dostoevsky’s days this verb wasn’t old at all (or not AS old anyway)<\/em> and that’s why when he uses it then it is without any irony. Reading about other sick people when you are sick yourself is refreshing and you feel like you’re not alone at all but part of a world filled with other sick people also going through fevers and pains. But then again, I’m still in a town \u00ab\u0432 \u043a\u0430\u0440\u0430\u043d\u0442\u0438<\/span>\u043d\u0435\u00bb<\/strong> [in quarantine] and around me are thousands of other sick people so why I am feeling alone? Because you don’t really get to meet any other sick people when you are yourself sick…<\/p>\n

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\u00a0Meet my \u00ab\u043f\u043e<\/span>\u043b\u043a\u0430 \u0441 \u043a\u043d\u0438<\/span>\u0433\u0430\u043c\u0438 \u0414\u043e\u0441\u0442\u043e\u0435<\/span>\u0432\u0441\u043a\u043e\u0433\u043e \u0438<\/span>\u043b\u0438 \u043e \u0414\u043e\u0441\u0442\u043e\u0435<\/span>\u0432\u0441\u043a\u043e\u043c\u00bb <\/strong>[bookshelf with books by Dostoevsky or about Dostoevsky]. It used to be ONE bookshelf, anyway. As you can see clearly on the picture above, \u00ab\u0432\u0435\u043b\u0438<\/span>\u043a\u0438\u0439 \u0440\u0443<\/span>\u0441\u0441\u043a\u0438\u0439 \u043f\u0438\u0441\u0430<\/span>\u0442\u0435\u043b\u044c\u00bb <\/strong>[the great Russian writer] has started to spread to other book shelves…<\/em><\/p>\n

Let me tell you something about Dostoevsky. Judging from what I’ve got by him and from what I’ve read of him and about him and the fact that I’ve translated him and written a BA thesis on him and even worked \u00ab\u0432 \u043c\u0443\u0437\u0435<\/span>\u0435 \u0414\u043e\u0441\u0442\u043e\u0435<\/span>\u0432\u0441\u043a\u043e\u0433\u043e \u0432 \u041e<\/span>\u043c\u0441\u043a\u0435\u00bb<\/strong> [in the Dostoevsky Museum in Omsk], I think I know a thing or two about him. When dealing with Dostoevsky you should know this first of all: \u00ab\u0424\u0451<\/span>\u0434\u043e\u0440 \u041c\u0438\u0445\u0430<\/span>\u0438\u043b\u043e\u0432\u0438\u0447 \u0436\u0438<\/span>\u0437\u043d\u0438-\u0442\u043e \u043d\u0435 \u0438\u0437\u043e\u0431\u0440\u0430\u0437\u0438<\/span>\u043b\u00bb<\/strong> [Fyodor Mikhailovich didn’t portray life]. If you think you’ll find \u00ab\u0440\u0435\u0430\u043b\u0438<\/span>\u0437\u043c\u00bb<\/strong> [realism] when opening up a copy of \u00ab\u0417\u0430\u043f\u0438<\/span>\u0441\u043a\u0438 \u0438\u0437 \u043f\u043e\u0434\u043f\u043e<\/span>\u043b\u044c\u044f\u00bb<\/a><\/strong> [“Notes from Underground<\/a>“] then you are sorely mistaken. Dostoevsky called what he wrote \u00ab\u0444\u0430\u043d\u0442\u0430\u0441\u0442\u0438<\/span>\u0447\u0435\u0441\u043a\u0438\u0439 \u0440\u0435\u0430\u043b\u0438<\/span>\u0437\u043c\u00bb<\/strong> [fantastic realism] but that was not really what he was about anyway; what he wanted to do was \u00ab\u043d\u0430\u0439\u0442\u0438<\/span> \u0432 \u0447\u0435\u043b\u043e\u0432\u0435<\/span>\u043a\u0435 \u0447\u0435\u043b\u043e\u0432\u0435<\/span>\u043a\u0430\u00bb<\/strong> [to find in the human being a human being]. That’s why we shouldn’t get hung up on small details in his novels that are unrealistic or seem illogical. Let’s take “The Humiliated and Insulted”, for example, since I’ve just finished reading it. This book could also be called “Much Ado about Nothing” (perhaps Dostoevsky knew this title had already been used before him in world literature)<\/em>. In this book not a single character work as much as a day – if you don’t count the main hero when he’s writing his books – but keep going around to each other to solve problems that seem unsolvable to them, but not to the reader.<\/p>\n

\u00ab\u0423\u043d\u0438<\/span>\u0436\u0435\u043d\u043d\u044b\u0435 \u0438 \u043e\u0441\u043a\u043e\u0440\u0431\u043b\u0451<\/span>\u043d\u043d\u044b\u0435\u00bb <\/strong>is a novel about highly complicated \u00ab\u043b\u0438<\/span>\u0447\u043d\u044b\u0435 \u043e\u0442\u043d\u043e\u0448\u0435<\/span>\u043d\u0438\u044f\u00bb <\/strong>[personal relations] between a small group of people related to each other in one way or another. The main hero is \u00ab\u0412\u0430<\/span>\u043d\u044f\u00bb<\/strong> [Vanya], a young writer that has just had a big success with his first novel, despite being chronically ill and already early on in the novel he declares that he is dying (but then does not mention it anymore)<\/em>. Vanya is in love with \u00ab\u041d\u0430\u0442\u0430<\/span>\u0448\u0430\u00bb<\/strong> [Natasha], a girl together with whom he grew up in the country side before going to Saint Petersburg to study. Natasha is in love with \u00ab\u0410\u043b\u0451<\/span>\u0448\u0430\u00bb<\/strong> [Aljosja], the stupid and rather thoughtless son of \u00ab\u043a\u043d\u044f\u0437\u044c \u0412\u0430\u043b\u043a\u043e<\/span>\u0432\u0441\u043a\u0438\u0439\u00bb<\/strong> [prince Valkovsky]. Prince Valkovsky used to be good friends with Natasha’s parents, \u00ab\u0418\u0445\u043c\u0435<\/span>\u043d\u0435\u0432\u044b\u00bb<\/strong> [the Ikhmenevs], and they also worked for him but now they are in a fight over some money and that’s why they have all left the province for Saint Petersburg in order to settle their differences.<\/p>\n

The novel begins with how \u00ab\u0412\u0430<\/span>\u043d\u044f\u00bb<\/strong> [Vanya] becomes witness to how the old man \u00ab\u0421\u043c\u0438\u0442\u00bb <\/strong>[Smith] with his equally old dog \u00ab\u0410\u0437\u043e<\/span>\u0440\u043a\u0430\u00bb<\/strong> [Azorka] die in public and decides to move into the old man’s apartment. At this apartment his grandchild \u00ab\u041d\u0435<\/span>\u043b\u043b\u0438\u00bb<\/strong> [Nelly] shows up one day. Nelly is also chronically sick with epilepsy and living under awful conditions with drunkards and so Vanya saves her and as he tries to do so he runs into his former classmate \u00ab\u041c\u0430\u0441\u043b\u043e\u0431\u043e<\/span>\u0435\u0432\u00bb <\/strong>[Masloboev] in the street – who is very drunk also, but decides to help Vanya save Nelly. Nelly turns out to be the daughter of \u00ab\u043a\u043d\u044f\u0437\u044c \u0412\u0430\u043b\u043a\u043e<\/span>\u0432\u0441\u043a\u0438\u0439\u00bb<\/strong> [prince Valkovsky], who before both \u00ab\u0443\u043d\u0438<\/span>\u0437\u0438\u043b\u00bb<\/strong> [humiliated] and \u00ab\u043e\u0441\u043a\u043e\u0440\u0431\u0438<\/span>\u043b\u00bb<\/strong> [insulted] her mother even though he was officially married to her and stolen a large amount of money from her, causing her to die \u00ab\u0432 \u0447\u0430\u0445\u043e<\/span>\u0442\u043a\u0435\u00bb<\/strong> [in tuberculosis] \u00ab\u0432 \u043f\u043e\u0434\u0432\u0430<\/span>\u043b\u0435\u00bb<\/strong> [in the basement] without any money and leaving her daughter to beg on the streets for food. Prince Valkovsky is not bothered by this at all, and in his evil, selfish and disgusting character we can see how Dostoevsky is beginning to work his way artistically toward such unforgettable bad guys of his like \u00ab\u0421\u0432\u0438\u0434\u0440\u0438\u0433\u0430<\/span>\u0439\u043b\u043e\u0432\u00bb<\/strong> [Svidrigajlov] in “Crime and Punishment”<\/a> and \u00ab\u0421\u0442\u0430\u0432\u0440\u043e<\/span>\u0433\u0438\u043d\u00bb<\/strong> [Stavrogin] in “The Devils”<\/a>. Prince Valkovsky is never accused of sexually abusing under-age girls in the book – which is the ultimate crime in the world of Dostoevsky, the only crime you are never forgiven – but toward the end we are informed that he recently got engaged to a fourteen year old… Before this he tries desperately to get his foolish son Aljosja away from the poor Natasha, and thus hooks him up with the wealthy young girl \u00ab\u041a\u0430<\/span>\u0442\u044f\u00bb<\/strong> [Katya]. Aljosja proves his lack of stamina by dating both girls and also visiting some prostitutes in-between hiss two women and after always coming home to Natasha to fall at her feet and beg her forgiveness… In the end of the novel everyone is recovering from the humiliation and insults, and gaining back all the weight that they lost during the 1,5 year that the novel took place and during which they were all suffering from various diseases. Except for epilepsy<\/a> Dostoevsky is not the kind of writer to specify just exactly what his characters have come down with.<\/p>\n

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An illustration of \u00ab\u041d\u0435<\/span>\u043b\u043b\u0438\u00bb <\/strong>[Nelly] from the book in a collection of Dostoevsky’s works in 12 volumes published in 1982. Why is it that I can’t read a single book without it ending up looking like this – filled with post-its?!<\/em><\/p>\n

When we’re talking Dostoevsky we must never forget that no matter how unrealistic his artistic world is, he is first and foremost \u00ab\u0445\u0440\u0438\u0441\u0442\u0438\u0430<\/span>\u043d\u0441\u043a\u0438\u0439 \u043f\u0438\u0441\u0430<\/span>\u0442\u0435\u043b\u044c\u00bb<\/strong> [a Christian writer]. That’s why the key to understanding his sometimes feverishly strange yet wonderfully captivating dialogues between people over vodka in different questionable establishments is to always keep an eye on where he puts \u00ab\u041d\u043e<\/span>\u0432\u044b\u0439 \u0417\u0430\u0432\u0435<\/span>\u0442\u00bb<\/a><\/strong> [The New Testament]. In this novel it turns up early on in the apartment of the old man Smith, and was the book that he used to teach Nelly. In the culmination of the novel Nelly brings up the Good Book again, and the part quoted is how Jesus said \u00ab\u043f\u0440\u043e\u0449\u0430<\/span>\u0439\u0442\u0435 \u043e\u0431\u0438<\/span>\u0434\u044b\u00bb <\/strong>[forgive insults] and that’s when we realize what this book is about: \u00ab\u043f\u0440\u043e\u0449\u0435<\/span>\u043d\u0438\u0435\u00bb<\/strong> [forgiveness]. In the same way we can easily come to terms with “Crime and Punishment” by looking at what chapter Sonya reads to Raskolnikov. Remember Lazarus<\/a>? Yes, of course you do, and then it is no surprise to you that this is a novel about \u00ab\u0432\u043e\u0441\u043a\u0440\u0435\u0441\u0435<\/span>\u043d\u0438\u0435\u00bb <\/strong>[resurrection]. Putting things simply – Dostoevsky didn’t think outside the box, i.e. the Bible; he only thought inside<\/em> the box. Think this somewhat limited his chances of reaching a broad audience world-wide? Well, not really. Despite claiming to rather want to \u2018stay with Jesus, if Jesus is outside the truth, than with the truth’ Dostoevsky did well as a writer and succeeded in becoming the most influential 19th<\/sup> century writer in the 20th<\/sup> century.<\/p>\n

Did you know that The Old Testament is called \u00ab\u0412\u0435<\/span>\u0442\u0445\u0438\u0439 \u0417\u0430\u0432\u0435<\/span>\u0442\u00bb<\/a><\/strong> in Russian? I got this question on an exam once, and after answering it correctly the professor was so impressed that he decided not to ask me anything else. Just thought I could give someone else this tip!<\/p>\n

Now I’m off to bed once again…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"\"\"

Though I am still not entirely \u00ab\u0437\u0434\u043e\u0440\u043e\u0432\u0430\u00bb [healthy] yet, today I \u00ab\u0447\u0443\u0432\u0441\u0442\u0432\u0443\u044e \u0441\u0435\u0431\u044f \u0433\u043e\u0440\u0430\u0437\u0434\u043e \u043b\u0443\u0447\u0448\u0435\u00bb [feel much better] than the days before and that’s why I finally have enough strength to write a post. I was \u00ab\u043e\u0447\u0435\u043d\u044c \u0442\u0440\u043e\u043d\u0443\u0442\u0430\u00bb [very touched] by all of your kind wishes of health and for me to get better soon…<\/p>\n

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