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Unit 20: Edward Said's Crisis [In Orientalism]: Textual Analysis



        steeped in racial and geographical platitudes; everything is a matter of race, Sidonia states, so  Notes
        much so that salvation can only be found in the Orient and amongst its races. There, as a case in
        point, Druzes, Christians, Muslims, and Jews hobnob easily because -- someone quips -- Arabs are
        simply Jews on horseback, and all are Orientals at heart. The unisons are made between general
        categories, not between categories and what they contain. An Oriental lives in the Orient, he lives
        a life of Oriental ease, in a state of Oriental despotism and sensuality, imbued with a feeling of
        Oriental fatalism. Writers as different as Marx, Disraeli, Burton, and Nerval could carry on a
        lengthy discussion between themselves, as it were, using all those generalities unquestioningly
        and yet intelligibly. With disenchantment and a generalized -- not to say schizophrenic -- view of
        the Orient, there is usually another peculiarity. Because it is made into a general object, the whole
        Orient can be made to serve as an illustration of a particular form of eccentricity. Although the
        individual Oriental cannot shake or disturb the general categories that make sense of his oddness,
        his oddness can nevertheless be enjoyed for its own sake. Here, for example, is Flaubert describing
        the spectacle of the Orient:
        To amuse the crowd, Mohammed Ali's jester took a woman in a Cairo bazaar one day, set her on
        the counter of a shop, and coupled with her publicly while the shopkeeper calmly smoked his
        pipe. On the road from Cairo to Shubra some time ago a young fellow had himself publicly
        buggered by a large monkey -- as in the story above, to create a good opinion of himself and make
        people laugh. A marabout died a while ago -- an idiot -- who had long passed as a saint marked
        by God; all the Moslem women came to see him and masturbated him -- in the end he died of
        exhaustion -- from morning to night it was a perpetual jacking-off. . . .
        Quid dicis [what say you?] of the following fact: some time ago a santon (ascetic priest) used to
        walk through the streets of Cairo completely naked except for a cap on his head and another on
        his prick. To piss he would doff the prick-cap, and sterile women who wanted children would run
        up, put themselves under the parabola of his urine and rub themselves with it.  Flaubert frankly
        acknowledges that this is grotesquerie of a special kind. 'All the old comic business' -- by which
        Flaubert meant the well-known conventions of 'the cudgeled slave . . . the coarse trafficker in
        women . . . the thieving merchant' -- acquire a new, 'fresh . . . genuine and charming' meaning in
        the Orient. This meaning cannot be reproduced; it can only be enjoyed on the spot and 'brought
        back' very approximately.
        The Orient is watched, since its almost (but never quite) offensive behavior issues out of a reservoir
        of infinite peculiarity; the European, whose sensibility tours the Orient, is a watcher, never involved,
        always detached, always ready for new examples of what the Description de I'Égypte called
        'bizarre jouissance'. The Orient becomes a living tableau of queerness. And this tableau quite
        logically becomes a special topic for texts. Thus the circle is completed; from being exposed as
        what texts do not prepare one for, the Orient can return as something one writes about in a
        disciplined way. Its foreignness can be translated, its meanings decoded, its hostility tamed; yet
        the generality assigned to the Orient, the disenchantment that one feels after encountering it, the
        unresolved eccentricity it displays, are all redistributed in what is said or written about it. Islam,
        for example, was typically Oriental for Orientalists of the late nineteenth and early twentieth
        centuries. Carl Becker argued that although 'Islam' (note the vast generality) inherited the Hellenic
        tradition, it could neither grasp nor employ the Greek, humanistic tradition; moreover, to
        understand Islam one needed above all else to see it, not as an 'original' religion, but as a sort of
        failed Oriental attempt to employ Greek philosophy without the creative inspiration that we find
        in Renaissance Europe. For Louis Massignon, perhaps the most renowned and influential of modern
        French Orientalists, Islam was a systematic rejection of the Christian incarnation, and its greatest
        hero was not Mohammed or Averroës but al-Hallaj, a Muslim saint who was crucified by the
        orthodox Muslims for having dared to personalize Islam. What Becker and Massignon explicitly
        left out of their studies was the eccentricity of the Orient, which they backhandedly acknowledged
        by trying so hard to regularize it in Western terms. Mohammed was thrown out, but al-Hallaj was
        made prominent because he took himself to be a Christ-figure. As a judge of the Orient, the
        modern Orientalist does not, as he believes and even says, stand apart from it objectively. His
        human detachment, whose sign is the absence of sympathy covered by professional knowledge, is



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