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The Atom Station Pasta blanda – 1 enero 2003
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- IdiomaInglés
- Fecha de publicación1 enero 2003
- Dimensiones13.6 x 1.4 x 21.5 cm
- ISBN-101843430436
- ISBN-13978-1843430438
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- Idioma : Inglés
- ISBN-10 : 1843430436
- ISBN-13 : 978-1843430438
- Dimensiones : 13.6 x 1.4 x 21.5 cm
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You might think from the title of the book that all this is its main theme, but it plays a relatively small part in it. The narrator, Urlu, is only marginally concerned with it. She is a 21-year-old peasant girl from the North of Iceland, and has come down south to Reykjavik to be a maid in the house of Bui Arland. He and Dulla, his wife, have several undisciplined children living at home, and all have silly nicknames: Bubu (real name Arngrimur, aged about sixteen), who is a drunkard, Dodo (aged fourteen, real name Gudny), Bobo (aged twelve, real name Bordur), and Didi (aged six).
Dulla, who is the sister of the Icelandic Prime Minister, never takes to Urlu, whose independent nature upsets her. She is obsessed with hatred of the communists, and believed that attempts to set up youth centres and day nurseries are communist ideas; and she wants to be sure that Urlu is not a communist. Arland is much more friendly to Urlu.
Urlu has brought with a her a harmonium, but does not know how to play it. She wants lessons so that she can play the harmonium in the church back at home.
She goes to see a young organist (never named) who had advertised that he taught the organ. She meets various leftish people at his house – they are all very strange; most of the men are also not named; two of them are, for some reason, referred to as “gods”; and the scenes and conversations in the house are quite surrealistic. These scenes make up a substantial part of the novel, and I found them very tiresome.
One evening, out of sheer curiosity, Urlu attends a Communist Party cell meeting. When Dulla asked her the next morning where she had been and Urlu told her, the girl was dismissed. But her husband countermands this: he needed her to look after the children while Dulla was away in America. This is a thankless task: with their mother away, the house is often filled with the children’s friends, who get drunk and vomit all over the place. Arland’s 14 year old daughter Gudny became pregnant, was prevented by Urlu from committing suicide, and had an abortion.
Urlu herself had become pregnant by a policeman who was one of the several unnamed people she had met at the organist’s; but she kept the baby, returning to her home in the North to give birth to Gudrun. An important part of the book is the picture of how different the primitive North was from the urbanized South which has been corrupted by capitalism. Although it had churches, the sturdy people there – even the pastors - were really pagans. The ancient Icelandic sagas were far more alive to them than Christianity, and they practically worshipped the horses they bred. When the politicians come north to make speeches for and against the atom station, they mean nothing to the northerners.
Arland seemed to have fallen in love with Urlu and, before she went north, had promised her anything she wanted, though she had refused to be beholden to anyone. But, for some reason, she returned to the south, met him again and slept with him for one night. Then she met the policeman who had fathered her child, and who told her that the deal with the Americans had been done and that Iceland had been sold.
The further I got into the book, the more indigestible, and in places incomprehensible, I found it. Other reviewers have been very laudatory and have seen much more in the book than I can, even after having read their reviews. I was extremely disappointed in it.
Against the will of the `populace', the corrupt Iceland establishment agrees to sell the whole country to a superpower who wants to build an atom station on the island `for use in an atomic war'.
For H. Laxness, `there is no such thing as morality'. In a context of any warmongering, there is only one overall immoral commandment: `hate one another in the same way European nations used to do before the concept of nationalism became obsolete and East and West were substituted in its place. The battlefield covers all lands, all seas, all skies; and particularly our innermost consciousness. The whole world is one atom station.'
H. Laxness sees no future for Capitalism (the wealthy few against the poor many): `no one imagines for one moment that it is possible to save Capitalism. (It) will drag world civilization down with it.'
Its foremost proponent, the US, has only one policy: `the dollar shall conquer'. It even exports fish to the greatest fish nation in the world: `Portuguese Sardines imported from America, the only fish which could scale the highest tariff walls in the world and yet be sold at a thousand per cent profit in the greatest fish country in the world, where even the dogs walk out and vomit at the mention of salmon.'
But also Communism is rejected. As the main character in this book, a maid in a wealthy family, states: `I betrayed the party'. What she wants is to be `a person among persons. Neither an impaid bondwoman like the wives of the poor, nor a bought madam like the wives of the rich; much less a paid mistress.' In one word: she wants freedom.
This book, written in 1948, didn't loose one bit of its human and world relevance.
It is a must read for all lovers of world literature.
Not surprising is the influence of the Icelandic Sagas and the familiarity with the tales in the lives of the people from the North. Having discovered and read 'Njal's Saga' years ago, provided an understanding of the cultural dichotomy. It is interesting to discover that the Atom Station is in reality completely irrelevant to the characters and their adventures.
Strangely a memorable read despite not being a 'Must Read'.