Day 8: Stop the Presses (and Move On to More Interesting Stuff)

Bloom heads to the newspaper offices where he works and we get a bunch of pages dedicated to the goings on of his office.  Most of it is the usual office politics and it comes off as somewhat boring and hard to follow. Simon Dedalus appears there as well, and we get this long-winded discussion of history and politics, and an appearance by the editor of the paper, Myles Crawford who is described thusly:

The inner door was opened violently and a scarlet beaked face, crested by a comb of feathery hair, thrust itself in.  The bold blue eyes stared at them and the harsh voice asked:

-What is it?

Yeah, I was kind of thinking that...

Anyway, the description evokes the idea of the editor as a rooster, the symbol of the cuckolded husband.  Or he could be a turkey as well.  Basically loud and squawking and probably not the kind of guy you’d want to work for.  Poor Bloom is simply trying to get an ad published for somebody named Keyes, but he can’t seem to get the job done.

As if to emphasize the whirlwind feel of the place, this section is divided by newspaper headlines, that break through the narrative like updates on a Facebook page.  The talk sounds vaguely of academia (there’s a professor involved in the discussion), and it feels like a lot of hot air, which is probably the point.

Bloom exits the scene at one point and who should arrive but Stephen Dedalus, who is trying to get Deasey’s letter (from Chapter 2) published.  The two miss each other by moments, kind of like how Batman and Bruce Wayne never seem to be in the same room at the same time.  There’s a neat point where someone mentions that Stephen’s father has just left as well, but you *could* infer that Bloom is kind of a surrogate father to Stephen based on the juxtaposition and timing of events. (*cough*essaytopic*cough)

Overall this sequence comes off as kind of dull compared to Bloom’s reflections in the previous chapters, and I’m kind of hoping I can get out of the chapter soon.


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