The Doll’s House

In 1840 the Brits began the colonization of New Zealand, islands inhabited by the Māori people. Somehow representatives of the United Kingdom managed to get the Māori chiefs to sign a treaty giving the Brits sovereignty over these islands. But later there were disputes over the differing translations of the Treaty. This led to the New Zealand Wars. Along with their presence, the British brought with them infectious diseases that greatly diminished the indigenous population. Plus the Brits imposed their own economic and legal system, their elitist class hierarchy, and confiscated much of the Māori lands causing the indigenous population to live in poor and unhealthy conditions.

Katherine Mansfield was born in New Zealand in 1888 to a socially prominent family. Although she was ambivalent towards the Māori, she recognized the violence of colonial history and the repression of the Māori population. So to escape the colonial mood and focus on her own, she moved to London and never went back to New Zealand except in her writings based on childhood memories. “The Doll’s House” is one such story.

Katherine Mansfield Stories

Old Mrs. Hay stays with the Burnell family. To thank them for their hospitality, she sends their daughters, Isabel, Lottie, and Kezia, an elaborate doll house. The house is big and smells of fresh paint. The girls examine it carefully and are awed by the rich details. Kezia is particuliary impressed with an amber lamp with a white globe. The girls can hardly wait to go to school the next day and brag about their new doll house. Isabel said she will be the one to tell everyone as she is the eldest. She will also be the one to decide who can come to see it. So the next day at school Isabel goes into great detail about what a magnificent house it was. Obviously everyone wants to see it and arrangements are made as to who can see it and when. While the girls are gathered around talking about the doll house, the Kelvey sisters walk by.

The Kelvey sisters, Lil and Else, are poor. Their mother washes other people’s dirty clothes to earn a living. No one has seen the girls’ father so it’s assumed that he’s in prison. Because of their inferior social status, the other students at the school treat the Kelvey sisters with contempt. So although they are curious to know about the house, Lil and Else walk away knowing that they are not wanted. Poverty is humiliating for anyone who is forced to experience it. But for a child growing up, it has even a stronger impact. It leads to a lack of self-esteem which is a risk factor in terms of psychological health as well as academic achievement.

Privilege, too, has negative consequences. Once such consequence is that, to reinforce this feeling of superiority, you need to put someone else down. That’s why Lena Logan, cheered by her fellow classmates, goes to Lil Kelvey and, in front of everyone, shrills out: “Is it true you’re going to be a servant when you grow up, Lil Kelvey?” Lena can’t stand it when Lil doesn’t answer. Her need to humiliate is like an addiction. She must continue her terrorism and hisses spitefully: “Yah, yer father’s in prison!” The other girls, suffering from the same addiction, dance with excitement.

That afternoon the privileged girls parade to the Burnell home to see the magnificent doll house. The Kelvey sisters walk by only because it’s on their way home. After most everyone has gone, Kezia, the youngest of the Burnells, sees the Kelvey sisters and asks them if they want to see the doll house. But the sisters, knowing that they are not wanted there by Kezia’s mother, decline. Kezia insists until the girls finally say yes. So like two stray cats, the sisters follow Kezia across the yard. Once in front of the doll house, Kezia says she’ll open it so they can see inside. But right at that moment, Aunt Beryl comes out of the Burnell house and starts screaming. Shooing them away as if they are chickens, she tells the Kelsey sisters to go away at once and never to come back again. Burning with shame, the two little girls run away.

Aunt Beryl is a spinster who’s having an illicit affair with a man who threatens to expose the affair if she’s not accomodating. As a result, Beryl lives life like a volcano about to erupt. But to ease up, she tries putting the pressure elsewhere. Like on those two little Kelvey sisters. Making others feel bad makes her feel better.

Recently a high school friend sent me a link to the above doll house located in San Antonio’s Witte Museum. It comes from a Facebook post found HERE with little information other than claiming that these dolls walk the halls of the museum during the night.

Ahhh, what a lovely thought to think that these dolls come back to haunt those who have treated little girls badly. By the way, did you know that there’s a haunted doll house at Windsor Castle?

Moral of my story: Even rich people have dirty clothes and would continue to have them if it weren’t for women like the Kelvey sisters’ mom.

Related: The History of Creepy Dolls + The Haunted Dolls’ House + Queen Mary’s Dolls’ House

DEATHLY DIORAMAS

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Witch Hunters      

“Elizabeth Gaskell” by Jenny Uglow

Elizabeth Gaskell (1810-1865) was a gifted storyteller. Her father was a Unitarian minister and this greatly influenced her writing. Unitarians believe that God is only one person. But, although Jesus is not a divinity, he is a good role model. Furthermore, Unitarians do not believe in original sin nor do they believe that rational thought and science conflicts with having faith in God. They believe in the worth of each individual and in the universal salvation of all souls. And, above all, they believe that a person must use his free will and think for himself.

Elizabeth’s writing skills were rooted in oral narrative. When she wrote her first novel, she said she wrote it as if she were “speaking to a friend over the fire on a winter’s night.” Aside from novels, she wrote over forty short stories. One such story included in Gothic Tales was “Lois the Witch”.

“Gothic Tales” by Elizabeth Gaskell

Lois Barclay, daughter of a parson, was orphaned in 1691 when just a teen. On her death bed, Lois’ mother told her daughter to write her uncle, Ralph, now living in New England. Ralph had left England twenty years before because of his religious beliefs. Alone in the world, Lois had little choice but to cross the Atlantic to live with someone she’d never known. So, once in New England in a colony of Puritans, Lois finally meets her uncle. Although he is kind towards her, he’s dying. Soon Lois will be under the jurisdiction of Ralph’s wife, Grace. Grace, who has one son and two daughters, considers herself to be the epitome of righteousness. She immediately takes a negative view of Lois as the two practice have opposing religious backgrounds. There is also tension with her cousins. Manasseh, a self-proclaimed visionary, says God wants him to marry Lois. Faith, initially friendly, is jealous because the man she’s in love with, Pastor Nolan, has a crush on Lois. And Prudence, a born trouble maker, does everything possible to put Lois in a bad light. Somehow Lois manages to deal with the situation. But that changes when Pastor Tapppau’s daughters start having convulsions. It was obvious to the pastor that Satan was on the loose and someone in their community was a witch. Soon the blame fell on an Indian servant who, after being tortured, confessed to being a witch and was hung. Prudence, wanting to get attention for herself, began behaving hysterically and said started calling Lois a witch. Lois obviously was not but nevertheless found herself in jail. Although she refused to confess to being a witch, she was hung anyway.

Elizabeth had been fascinated by witch hunts for a long time. And it was the true story of Rebecca Nurse that inspired her to write “Lois the Witch.”

The Witch of Salem by Freeland Carter, 1893

Rebecca Nurse was born in England in 1621. But her family later migrated to the Massachusetts Bay Colony settling near Salem. Around 1644 Rebecca married another Brit, an artisan who made wooden objects for the house. For the most part, they could be described as a normal couple. With their eight children, they lived on a farm in the Salem area. At a certain point, the ownership of the property was in dispute. Somehow the Putnam family became involved in this dispute resulting in their accusing Rebecca of being a witch. Rebecca at the time was 71 years old, an invalid, deaf, and had always been considered a pious woman. As a result of these accusations, Rebecca was hung to death.

Judge John Hathorne, a passionate witch hunter, is noted for being one of the judges responsible for Rebecca’s hanging. Although irreversible deceased, less than twenty years after her death, Rebecca was fully exonerated. Many years later, John’s great great grandson, Nathaniel Hawthorne, although born “Hathorne” changed the spelling of his name to distance himself from someone he considered “so conspicuous in the martyrdom of the witches, that their blood may fairly be said to have left a stain upon him.” And it may have been this uncle’s actions that inspired Hawthorne to write The Scarlet Letter.

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Related:  The Oldest Witch Killed In Salem Witch Trials Was Related To Lucille Ball & Other Celebs + The Crucible by Arthur Miller + Rebecca Nurse Homestead + 10 Things You May Not Know About Nathaniel Hawthorne + Researching Unitarian Women – Elizabeth Gaskell’s Unitarian Network +

Bibliography:

Gaskell, Elizabeth. Gothic Tales. Penquin Classics. London. 2000.

Uglow, Jenny. Elizabeth Gaskell. Faber & Faber. London. 1993.

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Angeliki’s Apricots

There are many things I will remember about my summer here on Paros this year. Like the apricots from Angeliki’s garden. And the tablecloth made from the countless fabric remnants that Alexandra has given me.

This foto does not represent just a bowl of fruit on a table. For me it represents the beauty of sharing. A sharing that is not boisterous but discreet. A sharing, that in the moment of exchange, creates a bond. A sharing of small things that makes life bigger. A sharing that lets you know that someone has thought about you and, in doing so, made you feel a part of their life.

And knowing all this makes me feel grateful and what is gratitude if not a form of happiness.

Today I am happy.

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The Master, Margarita, and Mona

Even when she was seated and still, Mona was a moving picture. Best of friends for years, we were separated by geography. Then by death.

Born in Cairo, Mona grew up in London. She’d studied all over Europe, spoke four languages and had a doctorate in literature. Her love of literature made her good at description. Like the protagonist of a novel, Mona was glamorous and her presence made the world around her seem glamorous, too.

One morning I went to visit her. Mona answered the door wearing an elegant mustard colored tailleur. “Where are you going?” I asked. “Nowhere,” she replied. “I’m just reading Bulgakov.”

Until then I’d never heard of The Master and Margarita (the book that inspired Mick Jagger’s lyrics to Sympathy for the Devil). And I probably never would have read it had it not been for Mona’s death several years later. Although we’d been out of touch for some time, I just couldn’t believe she was gone. It crushed me and, as it often happens when someone dies, things you never gave importance to before suddenly become important. The magical thinker in me somehow made me believe that I could experience a part of Mona again simply by reading Bulgakov.

“The Master and Margarita”

It was the summer of 2017 when I finally decided to read The Master and Margarita. Initially excited, by page 25 I was ready to give it up.

At the sunset hour of one spring day, two writers, Berlioz and Bezdomny, go to a kiosk in Moscow where they drink warm apricot juice. Suddenly Berlioz gets a creepy feeling and feels the need to run away. But before he can do so, a transparent man appears before him. He is wearing a jockey cap on his small head and a short jacket on his long and narrow body. This is the first direct contact Berlioz has with the devil. The devil introduces himself as Professor Woland and predicts that Berlioz will die that evening. And so he does.

This is how The Master and Margarita begins. It’s the story of how the Soviet Union’s state atheism meets Christian philosophy. Part of the setting is in Moscow, part in Jerusalem, and part in places invented by Bulgakov’s surrealistic satirical imagination. It is dense and chaotic. Too chaotic for me. So here I will focus only on Behemoth, a pig sized black cat, and on the Master and Margarita referred to in the book’s title.

Not all cats are the same.

Behemoth is quite unusual. He is a shape shifting cat that can walk and talk. He enjoys drinking vodka, playing chess, shooting pistols, and telling bad jokes. But most importantly, he is part of Woland the Devil’s entourage. Behemoth’s most important role seems to be that of creating chaos.

Chaos has an important role in politics. Who is in power wants to maintain order and who is not in power wants to create chaos. This tug-of-war between order and chaos is the foundation of politics. To avoid the challenges created by chaos, many people are willing to conform and subject themselves to the established order. As it happened during the time of Pontius Pilate as well as during the Stalin regime. When there is chaos, there will be conflict. When there is order, there will be repression. Chaos and order feed off each other to keep themselves going.

In Bulgakov’s book, the Master is a repressed novelist who represents Bulgokov himself. Margarita, although married to a bureaucrat, is in love with the Master. The constant attack by literary critics leads to the Master’s breakdown. He burns his manuscripts then commits himself to a mental institution. Margarita is so in love with the Master that she’s willing to become a witch just to have the Master released from the hospital. Thanks to her pact with the devil, the Master and Margarita are reunited and return to live in their basement apartment. The manuscript that the Master had burned is now magically intact and Margarita begins to read it.

Elena and Bulgakov

But the love story between the Master and Margarita is not fictional. It’s based on the true story of Bulgakov and Elena Sergeevna Shilovskaya. Although both were married when they met, they began a passionate love affair. Finally, in 1932, they divorced their spouses and married one another.

Mikhail Bulgakov was born in Kiev (Ukraine) in 1891. He started writing The Master and Margarita in 1928 during the Stalin regime. But, because of the political repression, he could not see a future as a writer. So he burned his manuscript. But apparently Elena’s presence helped him start writing again. He continued to write until just a few weeks before his death in 1940 at the age of 48. After his death, Elena swore that she would make his book her life’s mission. Impossible to be published in Russia, the complete manuscript was finally published in Paris in 1967. Elena died three years later.

Eighty-two years after Bulgakov’s death, censorship still exists. And not just in Russia. Following Queen Elizabeth II’s recent death, several people were arrested in Edinburgh for protesting the monarchy. One woman for holding up an anti-monarchy sign. Another man for having said, in reference to King Charles III, “who elected him?” And another man for heckling Prince Andrew,   alleged pedophile.

The Queen, who ruled for 70 years, will be mourned by many British subjects and their grief is to be respected. However, respect should be reciprocal.

It’s estimated that the Queen’s funeral, which will be paid for by the British taxpayers, is estimated at $9 million. Why should the Brits, at a time when they are finding empty shelves at the grocery store, inflation exceeding 10%, and an 80% increase in heating costs also be expected to keep their mouths shuts just to placate the monarchy who live a privilege lifestyle?

No head of state should be considered more important that the people it represents.

Related: My Friend Mona + The Master and Margherita PDF + Margarita + Elena Sergeevna Shilovskaia-Bulgakova (1893-1970) +

Elizabeth II, the queen of Britain’s post-colonial influence + King Charles’s $440 million net worth is likely getting a lot bigger. Here’s how wealthy the rest of the royal family is + Revealed: Queen’s private estate invested millions of pounds offshore + King Charles will not pay tax on inheritance from the Queen + King Charles’s staff given redundancy notice during church service commemorating Queen Elizabeth II + Julian Assange’s short talk on democracy and free speech and the necessity to challenge the intentions of those who seek to control us + How Britain stole $45 trillion from India +

The War on Dissent by Whitney Webb +

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The Witch Within

Lately I’ve been thinking about becoming a witch.

After the overwhelming male mortality of WWI, England had a big problem—too many women and not enough men. Women were obligated to fiercely compete for the men still around. If you weren’t rich or pretty, your chances of getting a man were practically zero. Which was a problem because women at that time had little possibility of becoming, on their own, economically independent so a husband was often essential to their livelihood. Otherwise a woman could only hope to have relatives willing to take her in.

“Lolly Willowes” by Sylvia Townsend Warner

Laura Willowes lost her mom as a small child. But her father was very present in her life and the two lived tranquilly together in the country where Lolly was free to explore the nature around her. Then her dad died. Although he’d left her a small income, she was expected, as was the custom of the time, to go live with relatives. That’s how she wound up in London with her brother and sister-in-law. Here Laura became “Aunt Lolly” and was moved into the small spare room. She was expected to help raise her brother’s kids as well as occupy herself with “shopping, letter-writing, arranging the flowers, cleaning the canary-cage…” in other words, she was a spinster relative who was meant to be obliging, useful, and negligible.

One day Lolly went into a flower shop where she sees wonderful chrysanthemums in a brown jar. Suddenly she has a vision of that autumn countryside that once was so much a part of her—a part of her core being that was obliterated by being forced to live in London. So, after 20 years of subservience, Lolly decides to move back to nature. Her family is not happy about her decision (especially as it comes out that her brother has lost most of her inheritance in speculation). But Lolly insists and moves to the village of Great Mop in the Chiltern Hills. Here she rents a room from Mrs. Leak and begins reconnecting with her core. She makes friends with the trees, learns about the magic of plants, and feels the air that lets her breath again. All is wonderful until her nephew, Titus, decides to move to Great Mop, too. His presence flashes her back to all those years she was living a life not her own. With the anger of a freed slave who’s about to be captured again, she stands in a field and yells out “No! You shan’t get me. I won’t go back. I won’t….Oh! Is there no help?”

Lolly, with no answer to her plea, walks towards the wood and hears the woods say “No! We will not let you go.” Once back home, she is surprised by the presence of a small white kitten. Lolly doesn’t like cats but the cat is so tiny that she decided to caress it. The little kitten immediately claws and bites her. It bites her so hard that Lolly is left bleeding. It’s then that Lolly realizes she’s made a pact with the Devil.

The Prince of Darkness had heard her plea and sent the kitten as his emissary. Not having previous experiences with the Devil, Lolly doesn’t know what price she has to pay. All she knows is that the pact has liberated her from Titus and other family members trying to enslave her spirit. If she has to choose between being a servile aunt or being a witch, she chooses being a witch.

Lolly now understands that it is not the Devil who searches for you but you who search for the Devil. Nevertheless, he’d been watching her. He’d seen her discomfort when the others had not. And once she cried out for help, he was there more than ready to give it to her.

So why do women become witches? Not for malice or for wickedness. One doesn’t become a witch to run around being harmful or to ride a broomstick. One becomes a witch to escape an existence doled out to them by others. One becomes a witch simply to have a life of their own.

The Broom

Witches were invented by men. German churchman and inquisitor, Heinrich Kramer, insecure about his masculinity, felt surrounded by witches. He began making life difficult for women by accusing them of being witches and having them put on trial. Helena Scheuberin was a no nonsense woman who’d had her fill of witch-phobic inquisitors doing their best to make women’s lives miserable. Helena tried to avoid Kramer and his witch crazed sermons. But one day, passing him on the street, she spit in his face and called him an evil monk. Obviously Kramer had her tried as a witch. Luckily she got off but Kramer, his ego battered, decided to get back at Helena and other women like her and, in 1486, wrote Malleus Maleficarum, a manual on how to hunt, torture, and exterminate witches.

A witch hunter, like a serial killer, is a sadist. Once accused of being a witch, the woman was first stripped down then tortured for a confession. Various torture methods were used to get this confession. Dislodging a shoulder, cutting off an ear, being tied and pulled on a rack, waterboarding, flogging and gouging out the eyes were some of the methods used. And when a woman finally confessed just to stop the torture, she was burned alive at the stake.

from the Wickiana by Johann Jakob Wick 1585

One would like to think that witch hunters no longer exist. Unfortunately they do but just dress differently. Some are dressed as Fake Christians who, for the most part, seem to be illiterate because, although they claim their beliefs are based on the Bible, it’s apparent they haven’t read it. Take abortion, for example. Melanie A. Howard, a professor of Biblical studies, states that “the Bible was written in a world in which abortion was practiced and viewed with nuance. Yet the Hebrew and Greek equivalents of the word ‘abortion’ do not appear in either the Old or New Testament of the Bible. That is, the topic simply is not directly mentioned.” But this doesn’t matter to the Fake Christians who’ve illegalized abortions condemning women to pregnancies that can endanger their health causing them much physical as well as psychological pain. Because these Fake Christians are insecure women-hating sadists.

So if we women continue to be treated as witches, maybe we need to conjure up a devil of our own.

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Related: Lolly Willowes is a character in a book by Sylvia Townsend Warner published in 1926 + “Lolly Willowes “ is available online  HERE +The Sylvia Townsend Warner Society + Of Cats and Elfins by Sylvia Townsend Warner review – charming fantasies + Sylvia Townsend Warner’s Lolly Willowes is ‘a great shout of life’ +They Were Not Witches, They Were Women + Salem witch trials +

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