Ion Creangă was a Moldavian-born Romanian writer, raconteur and schoolteacher. A main figure in 19th century Romanian literature, he is best known for his Childhood Memories volume, his novellas and short stories, and his many anecdotes.
Like Swift or Mark Twain, Creangă is more than a story-teller for children or simply a humorist. His work is a human and social document of the ways of thinking and the life of a Romanian village in the nineteenth century. It may seem of restricted interest, owing to the local peasant setting, as well as to the language in which it was written; it carries nevertheless all the joy and pathos of a book of universal significance. Creangă's Memories symbolically picture the destiny of every child walking the path toward maturity and experience. The work inaugurates an original formula in the art of memoir writing, and represents a monument of high spirits and verbal abundance. A jovial verbal torrent, a kind of lexical spree, generously flushes this rhapsody of perennial childhood.
Publicată pentru prima dată în 1880 și trecută la categoria "povestiri", lucrarea de față este practic o scurtă scenetă de teatru absurd, în care eroul nostru reușește, fără prea mare efort, să enerveze un negustor ce era în trecere prin satul sau natal. Fiecare poate avea propria sa părere, unii pot aprecia umorul de situație, alții pot fi (pe drept cuvânt) deranjați de insolența și obrăznicia unui puști. Povestirea este ușor de găsit și chiar mai ușor de citit, iar cea mai valabilă parte a sa este chiar încheierea:
"Prostia din născare, leac în lume nu mai are; ea este o uricioasă boală, ce nu se vindecă în şcoale, ba nici în spitale."
Ion Creanga has enchanted this reader, when he was a teenager, in his early teens to be more exact, but I am not sure what the reading of some of his stories http://realini.blogspot.com/2014/07/p... would look like, if taken on again
He is clearly an exhilarating read for the younger audience, alas, once I have written that, it is tempting to delete is, because it sounds wrong, due to the eternal lament ‘look at the new generation, how terrible they are, without respect, loud and crazy, allowed to do anything, screaming continuously, with no regard for the others, bent on breaking and entering, pissing near my fence, intent on violence, ready to beat you up if you object to something outrageous…amid the list can continue to kingdom come’
Obviously, most of us have done about the same, it is the ritual of maturity (which is an euphemism for getting older, or maybe this is a better depiction…however, I need to be careful with the words I use, Harvard Professor Tal Ben-Shahar http://realini.blogspot.com/2017/07/p... has some leit motifs, and one is ‘words create worlds’, and besides, tests have shown their influence: one has exposed people to what we associate with old age, ‘grey, Florida ‘and found that those who heard those words took twice as long to get to the exit than those who were not exposed to such influence)
Notwithstanding that, it could be that there is a change and with every generation, there is an increase in obnoxiousness, the violence of the new comers is augmented, and we will reach the point where the young ones will just get rid of the ‘mature humans’, after all, the greying of populations is analyzed in a recent issue of The Economist, with the conclusion that there will be ever more old people and the young ones will struggle to pay for the upkeep of the pensioners and they could well rebel against that
In conclusion, Pacala might not be for the taste of the New Power Generation, indeed, I do not think, nay I am quite convinced that I no longer see much to appreciate in the character or his story, but were I to be born in the present, the personage would not attract as much as an alternative, in other words, I think that he was taken on because there were few other options, and a sort of nationalism promoted Pacala over Dickens http://realini.blogspot.com/2018/02/g...
This is not to say that Ion Creanga is without merit, on the contrary, there is much to appreciate there, it is preposterous for an unsuccessful, amateur, failed, would be writer to take shots at someone who was almost unanimously revered as the best story teller (at least for young teenagers and children) in the nation, and then, before jumping to know the culture of the world, one has to have a feeling, if not understanding of his/her/their realm, and Creanga gives one the specificity, the flavor of the local culture, with tales from the countryside, with the tree plantations, the hoopoe and other stories
Pacala is supposed to be a clever, mirthful, intuitive, likeable, cunning figure, intrepid and colorful, but somehow, due in part to the actor that portrayed him for the film adaptation, I see him more in his less attractive colors, someone pretending to be something else, a sort of naïve Trump if you will, albeit the character in the local story is evidently a million times better, first of all, because he presents no danger.
Still, there is something of the showman, the fellow that will trick you, he wants to be funny, and to some extent that works, but if he is a trickster, if the result is mockery, then what is there to like…in a comedy, and this is one, you laugh at the ignorant, the fool, and indeed, Pacala is in fact taking advantage of the pompous ass, the adversaries are the ones that feel they are so wondrous and gorgeous…
So this is where I should correct – better still, go back and edit, delete the whole passage above, and instead, put down the corrected assessment of the now positive personage, but lazy like Pacala, I feel that I should keep both the first take, and the other version – and say that Pacala is the opposite of Trump, he (Pacala) is the one that exposes the flaws, stupidity, infatuation, arrogance, grandiosity of the likes of Trump, who come telling you that they are ‘a very stable genius’, whereas in reality they belong to the fables
There are many fables http://realini.blogspot.com/2014/05/t... that describe various flaws, the one I think of has the frog trying to be a bull, and therefore pumps himself up until he blows up, only it is outrageous to see that America, and the world with it, has still not overcome the cataclysmic peril of Trump, a clown that invited people to use disinfectant to…cure covid, admires Putin and dictators in general, wants to be a despot, and is all about himself
Coming full circle, he is a Pacala in that he is so small, just as he and almost all the planet have never heard of this local figure, we should have never had the ignominy to have the world ruled by such a ghoul, never mind suffer the indignity to wait another year to see if we are not again in the embrace of the Devil…this is yet another paradox of this humanity, how is it possible for evangelicals, people who are religious to hold on, and make a cult following for what is Satan himself, if Christianity would be correct
Which is obviously not, Trump could serve as an exhibit in the demonstration that god does not exist…yes, there is the free will argument, but in the debate, this will be evidence against the Christians and their dogmas…
Now for a question, and invitation – maybe you have a good idea on how we could make more than a million dollars with this http://realini.blogspot.com/2022/02/u... – as it is, this is a unique technique, which we could promote, sell, open the Oscars show with or something and then make lots of money together, if you have the how, I have the product, I just do not know how to get the befits from it, other than the exercise per se
Aceste povestiri au mai dat inca o data dovada ca, nu ne place sa citim autori precum Creanga si Eminescu, pentru ca am fost forțati cu totii sa le citim la un moment dat, cel mai probabil de programa școlară