Showing posts with label Frazer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Frazer. Show all posts

Sunday, September 21, 2014

What a Woman!

Before I start writing about Brenda (Bonnie) Frazer's writing can I first comment on this woman's life? I mean wow, reading her bio and listening to the lecture this woman has lived. I won't say the most lavish life but she have experienced life and clearly has a story to share so beginning te excerpt from Troia: Mexican Memoirs I was enthralled, a woman that transformed from free thinking scholar, to mother and wife, to motherless prostitute in order to survive must have something amazing to share and she did. Her writing is so personal, I feel like I'm reading someone's journal and that I should respect their privacy and put it down and yet I don't want to. This excerpt begins with vigor, a mother worried, traveling a bus line to Mexico, worried for her daughters health, their safety and managing to keep a marriage a float. I feel for her, she sounds so tired and yet the journey is just beginning, what should she do, obviously the right thing would be to follow her husband, take his lead and go with him to Mexico with their baby right? She's doing the right thing, right? She's so unsure I'm afraid for her. When her husband left them to continue on while he stayed in Mexico City my heart broke for her. "He always was ahead of me in that respect, and I do respect, although it in fact leaves me behing," (Frazer 2995). Although Frazer was specifically talking about Ray appreciating the beauty of the world, something she might not immediaty notice like the stars that she saw burst outside the window in Mexico that she'd never seen because of light polution in the United States, (2995) it's pretty clear she's realizing that Ray also has a plan that she's not seeing. He's deciding to change things for his own better meant and staying behind while she continues her fearful journey into a new life alone with their daughter. The story ends with her describing the feeling of falling and not having a branch to cling to because of her speed and disorientation. That's her life, marriage, a child, on the run and now a semi-sexual encouter with this "N" fellow and she can barely hang on to. 

Who is this "N" character? Did Brenda really have to live life so fast or where these her choices, can she blame Ray for leading her down this path or blame herself for allowing herself to follow him? If Brenda could see the signs of trouble in hind sight was she ignoring them while they were infront of her, just like when she doesn't see the beauty Ray sees?
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Saturday, September 20, 2014

                   Minor characters indeed! I hope this blog does not sound
more like a rant.  I really had a difficult time with this week's blog on the
beat movement.  I understand Kerouac and his analogy that the American Hobo
could represent Americans love of freedom and personal choice.  The founding
fathers, mountain men, forty-niners, and adventurous people often chose the open
road for their great adventure but the establishment pulled them back into their
predicable routines.  I found both of the women's stories rather dated. I know
at the time it must have been shocking but I didn't find the story of Bonnie
Frazer and her trip to Mexico and her seeking pleasure on a crowded bus going to
Veracruz even slightly interesting.  I did relate with her about how the woman
always takes the baby responsibility.  ""Ah bitter, I was not about to accept
with grace my maidenly burdened-by-baby responsibility at this particular time"
(Frazer 2995).
             Johnson's story about her moving away "the meaning of her theft of
herself from her parents was clear to all."(Johnson 3000).  I thought that
comparison very unique.  She goes on to say that she wanted sexually freedom.  I
think this would have banned her writings from many public libraries at the time
but now with Fifty Shades of Grey in any library today it seems rather tame. I
know that the beat movement was the vanguard of the Hippie Movement but I find that I would not like to read any of Timothy O'Leary's writings either.
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