Thursday 11 December 2014

Tuesday, 9 December 2014, PART B, Pages 190 - 193, Lestrygonians, Episode 8

We stopped at "Kino's    11/-   Trousers." (Gabler 8.92) (Penguin 193.19)

It is lunch time! Bloom is once again the main protagonist of an episode!

After having been bad-mouthed by the editor, Bloom is walking again, and is nearing the sweet shop, Graham Lemon's. (Actually Lemon & Co., Ltd.). Seeing a sugarsticky girl (sticky handling all those sweety stuff such as pineapple rock, lemon platt, butter scotch..?) shoveling scoopfuls of creams for a boy(?) from the school run by the Christian Brothers, Bloom thinks how bad it is for their tummies. The board in front of the shop proclaiming 'manufacturer to His Majesty the King', makes Bloom imagine the king sitting on his throne, sucking red jujubes.

A young man from Y.M.C.A. hands over a flyer to Bloom. Bloom walks towards the river, reading - (He, not his slow feet that walked him riverward, is reading the flyer) - about the 'coming' of Dr John Alexander Dowie, restorer of the church in Zion ( a place in Illinois). The flyer's fiery tone makes Bloom think not only of all sorts of things where blood is made to flow (God wants blood victim) but also of an ad he had seen of luminous crucifix (Wake up in the dead of night and see him - Our Saviour - on the wall, hanging).  Bloom would not be Bloom, if he would not think of what causes such luminescence. His thought lead him again to his wife and to the memories of Rudy.

Further on Bloom notices Simon Dedalus' daughter, still standing outside Dillon's auctionrooms. He feels sorry for the motherless girl in tatters, whom he had already seen in the morning. Naturally he does not hold much of the doctrine, increase and multiply.

On the O'Connell bridge, he notices a brewery barge carrying export stout for England. Bloom's thoughts move on to the brewery, of getting a free pass from Hancock (an acquaintance?) to visit the brewery, of vats of porter, of rats that perhaps get into the vats!

(Source: https://geolocation.ws/v/P/20251426/oconnell-bridge-dublin/en#)
Looking down, and seeing gulls flapping their wings, Bloom thinks of how Reuben J's son must have swallowed a good bellyful of that sewage when he fell over the wall into the water of Liffey, and of Simon Dedalus' comments that morning on the way to the funeral about Reuben J paying one and eightpence too much to the fisherman who fished out the son from the water.

Seeing the gulls, Bloom crumples the flyer and throws it to the gulls. Only part of the words, Elijah is coming, can still be seen. But the gulls are really not so gullible as to go after a ball of paper. Appreciating their wits, Bloom buys two Banbury cakes for a penny from the old apple woman close by, crumbles them up, throwing the crumbles to the gulls. The gulls swoop silently two, then all, from their heights, pouncing on prey. (Fritz Senn's comments: These gulls must be Zürich gulls. The Dublin ones are too fat to swoop down so!) They wheel around, flapping weakly. But Bloom is not going to feed them anymore. After all he does not get even a caw from them. As thanks.

Bloom's eyes move on to a rowboat, rocking at anchor, carrying an advertisement:
Kino's
11/-
Trousers.