Toni
Morrison makes a point out of being very blunt in showing the cruel realities
lived by characters in a Song of Solomon. At first I thought her motifs where
exclusively African American, and it made sense, well, because both she and the
characters are African American. Then
I realized her appreciations are more universal, and although it is undeniable
that most of her dissertations apply to this specific minority, the truly deep
ones are much more general.
One of them
is about incest and strange sexual behaviors. It seems to me that Morrison is
very Freudian, believing that eerie sexual tendencies are to some point
present, weather in a latent or manifest form, in a good chunk of the
population.
Incest or
hints of incest or incestuous thoughts are everywhere. Milkman was in love with
one of his cousins. One of Macon’s daughters
always defended his actions and was very close to him, something Freud would
have called the Electra complex. Milkman was breastfed by his mother until an
old age, something that may or may not be morally wrong, depending on the
context. In this one, things were certainly dubious, as proven by their
reaction when caught: “Ruth Jumped up as quickly as she could and covered her
breast, dropping her son on the floor and confirming for him what he had begun
to suspect – that these afternoons were strange and wrong” (p.15).
Certainly, the
most likely case of real incest is that between Ruth and his father.
This first
evidence that the reader has of this is given in Chapter 1, which refers to Dr.
Fosters’ thoughts toward his daughter: “Fond as he was of his only child, useful
as she was in his house since his wife died, lately he had begun to chafe under
her devotion. Her steady beam of love was unsettling, and she had never dropped
that expression of affection that had been so lovable in her childhood. The good-night
kiss was itself a masterpiece of slow-wittedness on her part and discomfort on
his” (p.23). Yeah. And that’s not half as creepy as when Macon finds her wife
naked and suckling on the fingers of her dead father.
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| Having to type "incest" into the google image search-bar in order to endow my blog with a picture, definetely got me on the dark side of the internet. |
This is
just a specific trauma that seems to be imbedded in the Dead family, but there
are others. Maybe in a future blog I will look at each of the members of this
awkward family in the way a psychodynamic psychologist like Freud would have.

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