To those trying to use my post to say Terry Pratchett would have been for the racist right wing rhetoric that resulted in Brexit…what’s it like being Lord Rust?
“You can’t put words in an author’s mouth”
Okay but, and I’m going to go out on a limb here, *steeples fingers in front of face and takes a deep breath* when you spend the entirety of 41+ books telling people to fight back against the evils in society, which he perceived and portrayed to be racism, sexism, classicism, ageism, greed, neglect, war and the every day small minded acts of bigotry that make society sick as a whole, I’m going to go ahead and say Terry wouldn’t be to happy with people chanting “Make Britain White Again” while firebombing the local kebab shop.Just a hunch.
One of his books was literally called Jingo and featured a kebab shop being firebombed. And the protagonists were outraged by this and did everything they could to help the owner. The words were already in Pterry’s mouth back in 1997.
“It was much better to imagine men in some smokey room somewhere, made
mad and cynical by privilege and power, plotting over brandy. You had to
cling to this sort of image, because if you didn’t then you might have
to face the fact that bad things happened because ordinary people, the
kind who brushed the dog and told the children bed time stories, were
capable of then going out and doing horrible things to other ordinary
people. It was so much easier to blame it on Them. It was bleakly
depressing to think that They were Us. If it was Them, then nothing was
anyone’s fault. If it was Us, then what did that make Me? After all, I’m
one of Us. I must be. I’ve certainly never thought of myself as one of
Them. No one ever thinks of themselves as one of Them. We’re always one
of Us. It’s Them that do the bad things.”
Jingo– Terry Pratchett (1997)
Discworld was a deeply progressive book universe, where diversity was always a strength, where kindness was the great problem solver. How coukd anyone read any of his books and think he was ever conservative in any way?
The thing about Discworld, you see, is that it’s a very hopeful form of cynicism. It doesn’t just tell you that the world is crap, it says, well, yes, of course the world is crap, but that’s why you should be hopeful, and helpful, and kind, and why you have to be good, because maybe you can make it a little less crap.
“‘Because she likes people,’ said the witch, striding ahead. ‘She cares about ‘em. Even the stupid, mean, drooling ones, the mothers with the runny babies and no sense, the feckless and the silly and the fools who treat her like some kind of a servant. Now THAT’S what I call magic–seein’ all that, dealin’ with all that, and still goin’ on. It’s sittin’ up all night with some poor old man who’s leavin’ the world, taking away such pain as you can, comfortin’ their terror, seein’ ‘em safely on their way…and then cleanin’ ‘em up, layin’ ‘em out, making ‘em neat for the funeral, and helpin’ the weeping widow strip the bed and wash the sheets–which is, let me tell you, no errand for the fainthearted–and stayin’ up the next night to watch over the coffin before the funeral, and then going home and sitting down for five minutes before some shouting angry man comes bangin’ on your door ‘cuz his wife’s havin’ difficulty givin’ birth to their first child and the midwife’s at her wits’ end and then getting up and fetching your bag and going out again…. We all do that, in our own way, and she does it better’n me, if I was to put my hand on my heart. THAT is the root and heart and soul and center of witchcraft, that is. The soul and center!’ Mistress Weatherwax smacked her fist into her hand hammering out her words. ‘The…soul…and…CENTER!’ Echoes came back from the trees in the sudden silence. Even the grasshoppers by the side of the track had stopped sizzling. ‘And Mrs Earwig,’ said Mistress Weatherwax, her voice sinking to a growl, ‘Mrs. Earwig tells her girls it’s about cosmic balances and stars and circles and colors and wands and…and toys, nothing but TOYS!’ She sniffed. ‘Oh, I daresay they’re all very well as decoration, somethin’ nice to look at while you’re workin’, somethin’ for show, but the start and finish, THE START AND FINISH, is helpin’ people when life is on the edge. Even people you don’t like. Stars is easy, people is hard.’ She stopped talking. It was several seconds before birds began to sing again. ‘Anyway, that’s what I think,’ she added in the tones of someone who suspects that she might have gone just a bit further than she meant to.”
— Terry Pratchett, “A Hat Full of Sky” (via currentboat)
“Indeed, if a poor man will spend a year in prison for stealing out of hunger, how high would the gallows need to be to hang the rich man who breaks the law out of greed?”
Discworld is nice Bc half the plots sound like shitposts
Skeleton quits job to become fry cook
Wizards play football
Malls are actually a hive mind who feed on cities
welcome in, have a seat, stay awhile.
first female wizard fights institutional sexism
wizard goes to australia
shakespeare play defeats evil king
labyrinth but with tiny scottish men
cinderella in new orleans
german tourist visits low budget middle earth
A secret society summons a dragon so they could have a “hero” who’d listen to them come and slay the dragon and be crowned a king. The dragon burns down the secret society’s place and gets crowned a king instead. Them the dragon gets arrested.
How the Grim Reaper Saved Christmas.
“Is Everyone Here Trying to Have a Mulan Moment?”
Join the revolution, be your own dad
‘Cop Was Worried His Holiday Would Be Boring…Until the Goblin Murders Began’
Teenaged Grim Reaper vs. eldritch guitar.
A teacher and two identical not-twins save the space-time continuum with chocolate.
repeat of ancient racially motivated battle is prevented by possessed man reciting a bedtime story in a cave
A local ransacked town is saved by bees, girl in ill-fitting armor, violent dancing, spite
Guards! Guards! has one of the first Big Deal Discworld moments for me, and I’m not very good at articulating what that means.
The moment I’m thinking of is the dragon’s speech to Wonse – “we were supposed to be cruel, cunning, heartless and terrible. But…we never burned and tortured and ripped one another apart and called it morality.” That’s a passage that always makes me stop and reread it a couple of times. And it’s a small moment – it’s the only time we hear the dragon speak at all, and it’s a speech that has no bearing on the rest of the story. It could have been taken out of the book entirely and nothing would feel like it was missing. But the fact that it’s there is a Big Deal moment. The great big monstrous antagonist’s judgment of humanity is unavoidable in its accuracy.
And the Discworld series is full of moments like that. Sometimes it’s just one line, sometimes it’s a full scene, and most of the book is so full of shenanigans coming so quickly one after another that you don’t always see the Big Deal moments coming. We think of Pratchett as a humor/satire writer and yes, the books are hilarious, but in between the jokes are these Big Deal moments that casually rearrange our perspective and stick with us even after we think we’ve forgotten.
Then there are the other Big Deal Moments, that are Emotional Meteorite Strike Moments (e.g. the phrase “that is not my cow” can now instantly put me in the fetal position) but I’m having a hard enough time describing this one as it is so I’ll probably go on a tirade about those ‘round about that One Part in Feet of Clay. (You know the one.)
Suggestion: Reblog this with your favorite Big Deal Moment.
YES. It’s so fun hearing everyone’s Big Deal Moments! (although choosing just one is so hard…)
I think my favorite one changes, but right now it’s in Feet of Clay:
The vampire looked from the golem to Vimes.
“You gave one of them a voice?” he said.
“Yes,”
said Dorfl. He reached down and picked up the vampire in one hand. “I
Could Kill You,” he said. “This Is An Option Available To Me As A
Free-Thinking Individual But I Will Not Do So Because I Own Myself And I
Have Made A Moral Choice.”
“Oh, gods,” murmured Vimes under his breath.
“That’s blasphemy,” said the vampire.
He gasped as Vimes shot him a glance like sunlight. “That’s what people say when the voiceless speak.”
All my Discworld books are packed, and usually I’m a City Watch guy, but the first moment like that for me, and still I think my favorite, was in the first Discworld book I read, Small Gods, where Didactylos the Ephebian philosopher is brought before the militant evangelist Omnian priest, Vorbis.
Vorbis demands that Didactylos recant his claim that the world travels through space on the backs of four elephants who stand on the back of a giant turtle (which in Discworld is true). Vorbis insists that Didactylos agree that it is a sphere, as the Great God Om intended.
To all appearances, Didactylos easily and happily recants, saying something like “Sure, let it be a sphere” and Vorbis – for whom this is as much about humiliating Didactylos as it is about what’s “true” – decides to let him go. Didactylos gets all the way to the doorway before he turns, throws the lantern he carries into Vorbis’s face, and yells “NEVERTHELESS…THE TURTLE MOVES!” before legging it.
I was thirteenish at the time and wrestling with religion, and I was familiar with Galileo and eppur si muove, but it’s never as satisfying for there to be a myth of a whisper when you want there to be a legend of a roar. Didactylos bashing Vorbis on the head and screaming the truth before beating feet was much, much more satisfying. And as someone who has never borne fools in power easily, it was an object lesson in how to do the thing.
There is so much I sympathize with, when it comes to Moist Von Lipwig, but if I had to cite a “big moment”, it’s when he’s deconstructing the idea of currency.
“But what’s worth more than gold?“
“Practically everything. You, for example. Gold is heavy. Your weight in gold is not very much gold at all. Aren’t you worth more than that?”
When you get your head around the idea that something’s worth is based on a subjectively agreed upon set of standards, it can rock your capitalist-based worldview right to the core.
He was also the first character to articulate what has kind of become a guiding philosophy for me:
“Make the change happen fast enough and you go from one type of normal to another.”
There are so many for me, but the one that jumpstart out is death and Susan talking at the end of hogfather about the importance of believing in morality and goodness.
“Humans need fantasy to be human. To be the place where the falling angel meets the rising ape.”
I want to add one more, because I just finished reading Raising Steam.
The bit where Moist literally throws himself under a train to save a pair of children had me in absolute tears.
A lot of that book is really good to be honest. This line is also really good. “That’s the trouble, you see. When you’ve had hatred on your tongue for such a long time, you don’t know how to spit it out.”
One of the top ones for me is one that crops up a couple times and a quote/comment that I use in conversation frequently. I always remember it from in I Shall Wear Midnight;
‘What was it Granny Weatherwax had said once? ‘Evil begins when you begin to treat people as things.“
But of course it’s also in this conversation in Carpe Jugulum
Granny Weatherwax: “…And that’s what your holy men discuss, is it?” Mightily Oats: “Not usually. There is a very interesting debate raging at the moment on the nature of sin. for example.” Granny Weatherwax: “And what do they think? Against it, are they?” Mightily Oats: “It’s not as simple as that. It’s not a black and white issue. There are so many shades of gray.” Granny Weatherwax:“Nope.” Mightily Oats: “Pardon?” Granny Weatherwax: “There’s no grays, only white that’s got grubby. I’m surprised you don’t know that. And sin, young man, is when you treat people like things. Including yourself. That’s what sin is.” Mightily Oats: “It’s a lot more complicated than that–” Granny Weatherwax: “No. It ain’t. When people say things are a lot more complicated than that, they means they’re getting worried that they won’t like the truth. People as things, that’s where it starts.” Mightily Oats: “Oh, I’m sure there are worse crimes–” Granny Weatherwax: “But they starts with thinking about people as things…”
•People as things•
I always loved the line from the Hogfather mentioned above, but one that usually sticks out more to me from the same book is Susan’s reminder that “Someone should do something” isn’t at all helpful if you’re not gonna end it with “and that someone is me”
because nothing gets done if everyone just sits around thinking “someone should fix this” but no one actually gets up and tries to fix it
I’ll also add another one of my favorites from Feet of Clay which is “Someone’s got to speak for them that have no voices” [I’m probably misquoting slightly but that’s the core of it] and on a larger scale is that the same book gives a voice to one of those voiceless- instead of JUST speaking for [over] them, one of the voiceless gets a voice of their own and a platform to speak from which is so important on so many levels
“A watchman is a civilian, you inbred streak of piss!’
Just like that, in one angry line, Commander Sam Vimes defines what a police officer is and by extension how they should act. A watchman is not a soldier, and therefor can (should) never act like one.
As a very, very young transgender person who didn’t quite understand what he was, this line from The Fifth Elephant stuck with me:
“But they at least shared one conviction—that what you were made as, wasn’t what you had to be or what you might become…”
It’s from the scene where Lady Margolotta is at the vampires’ society. Now there are a LOT better lines about trans-ness—–that are actually ABOUT trans-ness, and not self-destructive behavior—–but… well, I was always pretty literal.
Also a line from Snuff. I don’t remember it perfectly and I can’t find my copy, but it’s where Vimes is conversing with the Dark about the goblins.
“The hated have no reason to love!”
Again, it’s not a line explicitly connected to queerness, but I relate pretty heavily to it considering the amount of hatred queer people get.
I’m quite tempted to say the entirety of I Shall Wear Midnight, because really, that book hit home in so many painful and wonderful ways for me. But I think the pieces that really stood out the most to me, if I had to pick them – was this:
“The
cook has told me that you are a very religious woman, always on your knees, and that is fine by
me, absolutely fine, but didn’t it ever occur to you to take a mop and bucket down there with
you? People don’t need prayers, Miss Spruce; they need you to do the job in front of you.”
Of course the brown-haired quote:
“ But she had seen what they had not seen; she had seen through it. It lied. No, well, not
exactly lied, but told you truths that you did not want to know: that only blonde and blue-eyed
girls could get the prince and wear the glittering crown. It was built into the world. Even worse,
it was built into your hair colouring. Redheads and brunettes sometimes got more than a walk-on
part in the land of story, but if all you had was a rather mousy shade of brown hair you were
marked down to be a servant girl. “
And this one:
“Poison goes where poison’s welcome.
And there’s always an excuse, isn’t there, to throw a stone at the old lady who looks funny. It’s
always easier to blame somebody.”
That one hit me the heaviest, I think. There were times reading it when I had to stop because it hit so close to home.
hands down my biggest Big Deal Moment is from ‘Jingo’ where vimes arrests the army for attempted murder.
pretty much the entirety of Thud!, especially the very end – you cannot make vimes kill an unarmed man. Witches Abroad – granny Weatherwax putting the wolf out of his misery. Night Watch – when Vimes burns the cable street station – and then goes back in to save the torturer. Tbh, most of vimes.
(The knowledge that Vimes has darkness in him, has the Beast in the back of his mind, caged and always ready to break out – but he /can/ cage it, and that needing to doesn’t make him less of a hero, has been incredibly important to me.)
Probably my top two of all time are “Words in the heart cannot be taken” and “Sin is when you treat people like things.”
But there’s also this one from Unseen Academicals. At first glance it looks like just a pun, even if it follows on some heavy stuff, but there’s so much going on here:
“I would like you to teach [the orcs] civilized behavior,” said Ladyship coldly.
[Nutt] appeared to consider this. “Yes, of course, I think that would be quite possible,” he said. “And who would you send to teach the humans?”
There was a brief outburst of laughter from Vetinari, who immediately cupped his hand over his mouth. “Oh, I do beg your pardon,” he said.
“But since it falls to me,” continued Nutt, “then, yes, I shall go into Far Uberwald.”
“Pastor Oats will be very pleased to see you, I’m sure,” said Margolotta.
“He’s still alive?” said Nutt.
“Oh, yes, indeed, he is still quite young after all, and walks with forgiveness at his side. I think he would feel it very appropriate if you were to join him. In fact, he has told me on one of his all too infrequent visits that he would be honored to pass the rate of forgiveness on to you.”
“Nutt doesn’t need forgiveness!” Glenda burst out.
Nutt smiled and patted her hand. “Uberwald is a wild country for a man to travel in,” he said, “even a holy man. Forgiveness is the name of Pastor Oats’s doubled-headed battle-axe. For Mister Oats the crusade against evil is not a metaphor. Forgiveness cut through my chains. I will gladly carry it.”
There’s so much here that’s important to me. The way Nutt calls out Margolotta’s reference to “civilized behavior,” Glenda’s insistence that Nutt, as a victim of violence and conditioning, doesn’t need to be forgiven, and Nutt’s subtle implication that the struggle against evil means liberation and the breaking of chains.
I really loved the development of Mightily Oats’s character in Carpe Jugulum, and the first time I read Unseen Academicals I was wonderfully surprised to catch this glimpse of where his journey ultimately takes him. Nutt was kept chained up for years, because everyone knows that orcs are unthinking monsters – until Oats, a man who now spends his life battling with monsters, cut him free.
Sometimes PTerry manages to pull off a sentence that’s both a groan-worthy pun and a Big Deal moment. “Forgiveness cut through my chains” is one.
Reblogging this because that last scene means so much to me. And the Audible dramatization cut every single quoted bit and made the primary significance gratitude to Margolotta, which is an absolute betrayal of the story.
Day Three:
Dragon’s Wisdom | Some dragons are known for being bloodthirsty and terrifying. Other
dragons are known for the wisdom they have to share. Share a book,
author, or booklr recommendation.
With a prompt like that, I have to talk about Terry Pratchett. If you’re looking for an author with great stores of wisdom, he’s your man.
There’s nothing about Sir Terry that hasn’t been said before. He was near and dear to my heart, as he was to a lot of people’s, and for good reason. On the surface, his stories were light fantasy, full of action and puns and mildly ridiculous characters, but underneath, they were all truth and vinegar. Social satire on a grand scale. Cautionary tales. Instructions on how to do right by people. There’s a Pratchett quote for every occasion, and a book for everyone.
I’m not just talking about the Discworld books either, though they’re his longest series and contain most of his best work. The lesser-known stories like Nation and Dodger and the Bromeliad and Johnny Maxwell trilogies are instructive too, if not always as well-written. (The trilogies predate the Disc and it shows.)
Really, the man was just good, and smart and incredibly well-read. His books make you think and often reconsider your outlook. He had a tendency to, as he’d put it, “go spare” about things like war and intolerance and nationalist thinking. He had a gift for presenting something as absolutely logical and then pointing out how it wasn’t, really. I’ve learned a lot from him, without really even knowing it.
I’m not going to even touch on his writing style, which I’ve also found profoundly influential and admirable, or start on specific book recs (unless I’m asked). I kind of want to recommend everything, which is silly, and anyway, like I said, there’s a book for everyone. But I do rec him, will always rec him, and need to figure out how he made his dialogue so good, for reasons.
Reading Update
Of Books and Bagpipes by Paige Shelton officially a DNF
London by Edward Rutherfurdtwo chapters done!
How the Marquis Got His Coat Back by Neil Gaiman done!
I’ve wanted to get into Discworld for a while but I have no idea where to start because there’s so much! I’ve looked at various guides/charts that recommend different books to start with (and most say to not start with the first book in the series), but what would you recommend as a big fan?
A few years ago I bought Raising Steam but it’s just been sitting on my shelf, would it be ok to start with that one?
@elfspectations I’ve read the entire series and my family is full of Pratchett fans. We’ve recommended his works many times over the years, and others can step in with their opinions, too. Raising Steam would probably be one of the worst places to begin – unless you just really adore trains – because it’s not only near the end of his writing career, it’s also last in it’s own storyline (and the last one published before his death).
When we’ve encouraged people to start Discworld, we usually suggest Mort (my daughter’s favorite and the first one she encountered, which introduces some of the more spectral denizens); Guards, Guards (my choice because it introduces a lot of important Ankh-Morpork characters), or A Hat Full of Sky, the first in the Tiffany Aching set (my husband’s favorite section, especially for younger readers). However, since you have Raising Steam, so one book in a set already acquired, you could begin with the first Moist von Lipwig story in his world, which was Going Postal, follow that with Making Money, and then Raising Steam.
If money isn’t an issue, starting earlier in the series is recommended, so you get a feel for his world. There are also a couple of books that work as standalones – Hogfather and Small Gods work as two of those. There was one book published after his death – The Shepherd’s Crown – which is actually the last book in several lines of his world. It may not even make a lot of sense unless you’ve read several of those lines. It was his farewell to his fans and his worlds.
“With the primary season winding down and the midterms soon upon us, it’s time to point out that this election is not about what you may think it’s about. It is not a choice between the particular basket of policies offered by the candidates for House or Senate in your district or state — policies like gun control, right to choose, free trade or fiscal discipline. No, what this election is about is your first chance since 2016 to vote against Donald Trump. As far as I am concerned, that’s the only choice on the ballot. It’s a choice between letting Trump retain control of all the key levers of political power for two more years, or not. …what we’ve learned since 2016 is that the worst Democrat on the ballot for the House or Senate is preferable to the best Republican, because the best Republicans have consistently refused to take a moral stand against Trump’s undermining of our law enforcement and intelligence agencies, the State Department, the Environmental Protection Agency, the Civil Service, the basic norms of our public life and the integrity of our elections. [The Democrats] job is to get hold of at least one lever of power — the House or the Senate — in order to oust the most corrupt Republican lawmakers who lead key committees, to properly oversee the most reckless cabinet secretaries, like Scott Pruitt, and to protect the F.B.I., the Justice Department and Robert Mueller from Trump’s intimidation.”
Thomas Friedman is finally right about something, for the first time in his life.
Literally the first time.
Look when I am reblogging Thomas Friedman to AGREE WITH HIM, the end times are upon us.
I am continually, as the Cheeto continues being himself, reminded of the bit in Going Postal where, after Horsefry has said something egregious, Gilt and Vetinari exchange a look that says “while I may loathe you and your personal philosophy to a depth unplumbable by any line, I will at least credit you with not being Crispin Horsefry.”
yes, exactly that.
And then there’s the Mister Slants who are just hanging around to milk the situation for all they can get, and are counting on their slipperiness to get them out of any consequences when everything inevitably goes to shit.
Although I think even Mr. Slant wouldn’t go as far as Mitch McConnell.
He did once but almost got burned alive and got blackmailed by William de Worde, which later appears to have taught him a lesson given that he quietly dumps the Grand Trunk people well before the equivalent of this point.
And there was Sybil, in full dragon-keeping gear, walking calmly between the pens with a bucket in each hand, and behind her the doors at the other end were opening, and there was a short, dark figure, and there was a rod with a little pilot flame on the end, and– “Look out! Behind you!” Vimes yelled. His wife stared at him, turned around, dropped the buckets, and started to shout something. And then the flame blossomed. It hit Sybil in the chest, splashed across the pens, and went out abruptly. The dwarf looked down and began to thump the pipe desperately. The pillar of flame that was Lady Sybil said, in an authoritative voice that brooked no disobeying: “Lie down, Sam. Right now.” And Sybil dropped to the sandy floor as, all down the lines of pens, dragon heads rose on long dragon necks. Their nostrils were flaring. They were breathing in. They’d been challenged. They’d been offended. And they’d just had their supper. “Good boys,” said Sybil, from the floor.
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