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Conrad and Masculinity

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28 <strong>Conrad</strong> <strong>and</strong> <strong>Masculinity</strong><br />

character’s thoughts but partakes of the authority of the narrator), <strong>and</strong><br />

narratorial comment (carrying the full authority of the narrator). 42<br />

Presumably it is Willems who thinks that he had ‘a sudden moment<br />

of lucidity’, a moment which, as the narrator makes clear to us by<br />

ironic means, is in fact one of yet more profound self-deception. It<br />

seems unlikely, even in this moment of crisis, that Willems thinks of<br />

himself as one of ‘the most benighted [of men]’; this view seems to<br />

belong to the narrator. If Willems (but not the narrator) thinks it is a<br />

‘sudden moment of lucidity’, while the narrator (but not Willems)<br />

thinks that Willems is ‘benighted’, the questions then are whether the<br />

remainder of the passage represents Willems’s deluded thoughts or<br />

the narrator’s observations, <strong>and</strong> how clearly <strong>and</strong> consistently <strong>Conrad</strong><br />

distinguishes between these two. Ruth Nadelhaft cites this passage,<br />

<strong>and</strong> argues that the negative <strong>and</strong> stereotypical views of Aïssa, for<br />

which many critics have attacked <strong>Conrad</strong>, are wholly attributable to<br />

Willems. While I would agree with her statement that ‘the opposition<br />

of civilisation <strong>and</strong> savagery, so important to this book, is always<br />

subject to the irony of attribution’, I feel she understates the<br />

complicity of the narrative voice with the some of the attitudes which<br />

it ironizes: 43<br />

That woman was a complete savage, <strong>and</strong> . . . He tried to tell himself<br />

that the thing was of no consequence. It was vain effort. The<br />

novelty of the sensations he had never experienced before in the<br />

slightest degree, yet had despised on hearsay from his safe position<br />

of a civilized man, destroyed his courage. He was disappointed with<br />

himself. He seemed to be surrendering to a wild creature the<br />

unstained purity of his life, of his race, of his civilization. He had a<br />

notion of being lost amongst shapeless things that were dangerous<br />

<strong>and</strong> ghastly. He struggled with the sense of certain defeat—lost his<br />

footing—fell back into the darkness. With a faint cry <strong>and</strong> an<br />

upward throw of his arms he gave up as a tired swimmer gives up:<br />

because the swamped craft is gone from under his feet; because the<br />

night is dark <strong>and</strong> the shore is far—because death is better than<br />

strife.<br />

(OI, 80–1)<br />

<strong>Masculinity</strong> <strong>and</strong> racial identity both seemed threatened here. The<br />

rhetoric of the Other (female <strong>and</strong> racial) as shapeless, dark <strong>and</strong> threatening<br />

(like Haggard’s Gagool), <strong>and</strong> of miscegenation as death is in full<br />

flow. At first this rhetoric is implicitly ironized as the deluded

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