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Ok, here the the Judge Holden material from Samuel Chamberlaine's "My Confession" - the book which inspired Blood Meridian.
>The second in command, now left in charge of the camp, was a man of gigantic size called “Judge” Holden of Texas. Who or what he was no one knew but a cooler blooded villain never went unhung; he stood six feet six in his moccasins, had a large fleshy frame, a dull tallow colored face destitute of hair and all expression. His desires was blood and women, and terrible stories were circulated in camp of horrid crimes committed by him when bearing another name, in the Cherokee nation and Texas; and before we left Frontreras a little girl of ten years was found in the chapperal, foully violated and murdered. The mark of a huge hand on her little throat pointed him out as the ravisher as no other man had such a hand, but though all suspected, no one charged him with the crime.
>Holden was by far the best educated man in northern Mexico; he conversed with all in their own language, spoke in several Indian lingos, at a fandango would take the Harp or Guitar from the hands of the musicians and charm all with his wonderful performance, and out-waltz any poblana of the ball. He was “plum centre” with rifle or revolver, a daring horseman, acquainted with the nature of all the strange plants and their botanical names, great in Geology and Mineralogy, in short another Admirable Crichton, and with all an arrant coward.
>Not but that he possessed enough courage to fight Indians and Mexicans or anyone else where he had the advantage in strength, skill, and weapons. But where the combat would be equal, he would avoid it if possible. I hated him at first sight and he knew it, yet nothing could be more gentle and kind than his deportment towards me: He would often seek conversation with me and speak of Massachusetts and to my astonishment I found he knew more about Boston than I did.
>That night a regular orgy was held in camp. Glanton proved that he was well fitted to be the master spirit of the fiendish band. Drinking deeply, he swore with the most fearful oaths that we were all sinners bound to eternal Perdition, that it was his mission to save us. He then knelt down and in well chosen words prayed with all the fervor of a hard shell Baptist for the salvation of all. Suddenly he sprang up and drawing his revolver opened fire on us right and left. One of the Canadians received a shot in the leg, as a gentle reminder to flee from the wrath to come. Judge Holden seized the madman in his powerful arms, laid him down and soothed him as a mother would a fretful child, and Glanton soon sank into a drunken sleep.
>The Judge tried to turn it off as a joke, but we kept an ominous silence. I was left with him, while the other three retired and consulted. They soon returned, and informed him of his fate—to be tied fast with a lariat, and left. Heaven! How he begged and pleaded! But in vain; he was soon made fast to a half-buried waggon body, his arms secured behind him, and then as we departed his entreaties changed into curses and ravings.
>On my second night here we received quite a fright. It was towards morning when a shout from Ben Tobin awoke us, and the sight that greeted us caused us to seize our arms. Seated crosslegged by the fire, broiling raw meat, was the gaunt spectre of the Judge! The old scoundrel acted as cool as if nothing unpleasant had ever happened! On being interrogated, we found to our great indignation that when he reached Vallecita, guided by the light of our fire, he had in the dark stumbled onto our animals, killed one of the mules (Ben Tobin's) and cut out a chunk, which he was now eating. On the desert when he was about dead, some Indians had come across him and given him some water and parched acorns. They must have been the ones going after my saddle.
Chamberlaine:
Sketch of The Judge made by Chamberlaine:
There's not that much, the Glanton Gang portion of the book only makes up the final tenth of the book.
Is the story real? There's no compelling reason to believe it isn't. Most of the narrative concerns the Mexican-American War. Chamberlaine's participation in the conflict is documented and his facts are generally accurate. Why would he make up a story about deserting the Army to take off with a third-tier outlaw and his eccentric sidekick? Chamberlaine was a proud guy - particularly about his physical prowess( 6'2) and sense of justice( this seems to become the kids sense of mercy.) But bragging isn't lying, it's not unthinkable that the senoritas really did appreciate a tall, young man. In fact, the only lie that Chamberlaine can be proven to have told is claiming he was honorably discharged. He also denies really participating in the gangs activities and, in his own telling, was more riding with them to California than anything. So the gang portion isn't included in his bragging anyway.
So if The Judge was real, why did no one else notice him? He doesn't seem inconspicuous, who was he? This is the big question. Several Judges have been put forward, none are satisfactory. To my mind, Charles Wilkins Webber is the best candidate. Webber was a journ*list, short story writer and adventurer that was in the area at the time. He also used Holden as a pseudonym at least once. Webber was basically a goth, Edgar Allan Poe praised on of his books. He wrote stuff like this -
>These human vampires or sponges may be, therefore, as well absorbents of the spiritual as animal vitality. Their parasitical roots may strike into the very centres of life, and their hungry suckers remorselessly draw away the virility of manhood, or the spiritual strength.
>They seem to be mainly divided into two classes, one of which, born, seemingly, with but a rudimentary soul, attains to its apparent spiritual though merely mental development, by absorption of the spiritual life in others, through the Odic medium. Another class, born with a predominating spirituality based upon a feeble physique, is ravenous of animal[Pg 16] strength, and can only live by its sympathetic absorption of the same from others, through the same pervading medium. Of the two, the first is the evil type; for, born in the gross sphere of the passions, with a vigorous organisation, but faintly illuminated at the beginning with that golden light of love which is spiritual life, the fierce half-monkey being is propelled onwards, and even upwards, by the basest of the purely animal instincts, appetites, and lusts. If such beings strive towards the light of the harmonious and the beautiful, it is not because they yearn for either the holy or the good, but because it lends a lurid charm to appetite and glorifies a lust.
Frankenstein type shit. Webber theory would posit that this kind of thing creeped Chamberaline out. Chamberlaine claims not to be superstitious but he also claims to have seen ghosts. Chamberlaine, being proud of his strength and bravery, may have exaggerated Webber's size to cope with being a bit frightened of him. Chamberlaine saw a devilish person where others may have seen a lanky, pale dork. After all, there's no actual evidence he killed the girl, we only know that Chamberlaine thought he was the type of person who would do something like that. Chamberlaine really didn't like the guy.
Charles Wilkins Webber:
Oh no, wait, it's this one.
A little underwhelming? Maybe. It's also disappointing that Peter Steele isn't around to be in the movie. But it's also funny to think that there was a time when eye liner and black nail polish actually worked.
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I read BM twice, both a few months ago, and I don't remember what happened in these chapters specifically. I just want to say that chapter 10 (IIRC) where the kid is told the story of how the gang met the judge is one of my favourite chapters in all literature.
One question: was the judge firing all those rounds into the volcano supposed to trick the Indians into thinking it was a suicide pact, and that the judge was the only one left? Sneaky rascal!
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Ok, here the the Judge Holden material from Samuel Chamberlaine's "My Confession" - the book which inspired Blood Meridian.
Chamberlaine:
Sketch of The Judge made by Chamberlaine:
There's not that much, the Glanton Gang portion of the book only makes up the final tenth of the book.
Is the story real? There's no compelling reason to believe it isn't. Most of the narrative concerns the Mexican-American War. Chamberlaine's participation in the conflict is documented and his facts are generally accurate. Why would he make up a story about deserting the Army to take off with a third-tier outlaw and his eccentric sidekick? Chamberlaine was a proud guy - particularly about his physical prowess( 6'2) and sense of justice( this seems to become the kids sense of mercy.) But bragging isn't lying, it's not unthinkable that the senoritas really did appreciate a tall, young man. In fact, the only lie that Chamberlaine can be proven to have told is claiming he was honorably discharged. He also denies really participating in the gangs activities and, in his own telling, was more riding with them to California than anything. So the gang portion isn't included in his bragging anyway.
So if The Judge was real, why did no one else notice him? He doesn't seem inconspicuous, who was he? This is the big question. Several Judges have been put forward, none are satisfactory. To my mind, Charles Wilkins Webber is the best candidate. Webber was a journ*list, short story writer and adventurer that was in the area at the time. He also used Holden as a pseudonym at least once. Webber was basically a goth, Edgar Allan Poe praised on of his books. He wrote stuff like this -
https://www.gutenberg.org/files/69201/69201-/h/69201-h.htm
Frankenstein type shit. Webber theory would posit that this kind of thing creeped Chamberaline out. Chamberlaine claims not to be superstitious but he also claims to have seen ghosts. Chamberlaine, being proud of his strength and bravery, may have exaggerated Webber's size to cope with being a bit frightened of him. Chamberlaine saw a devilish person where others may have seen a lanky, pale dork. After all, there's no actual evidence he killed the girl, we only know that Chamberlaine thought he was the type of person who would do something like that. Chamberlaine really didn't like the guy.
Charles Wilkins Webber:
Oh no, wait, it's this one.
A little underwhelming? Maybe. It's also disappointing that Peter Steele isn't around to be in the movie. But it's also funny to think that there was a time when eye liner and black nail polish actually worked.
Also, Webber theory may have originated on Reddit - https://old.reddit.com/r/cormacmccarthy/comments/hnw2jv/i_think_i_stumbled_upon_the_true_identity_of
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This is a really long way of saying you don't frick.
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I found a Reddit thread requesting an explanation for a passage in Chapter XII. The top answer (+281) is completely incorrect
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!bookworms, thoughts?
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As soon as the metaphors are mathematical everyone loses their minds.
I wonder if you can ask chapGPT to summarize that paragraph wrt the novel.
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I'm a bit behind the pace set by the threads but from what I have read so far this is easily one of my favorite books.
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I also got behind this week, I'm currently on chapter XIII but it's Sunday so I'll try to finish up to chapter XV today.
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Of all the atrocities, I don't know why the scalping of Juan Miguel hit the hardest
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This book is so gory, I can't imagine it being adapted fully on a live-action film.
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I read BM twice, both a few months ago, and I don't remember what happened in these chapters specifically. I just want to say that chapter 10 (IIRC) where the kid is told the story of how the gang met the judge is one of my favourite chapters in all literature.
One question: was the judge firing all those rounds into the volcano supposed to trick the Indians into thinking it was a suicide pact, and that the judge was the only one left? Sneaky rascal!
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I literally just bought the book
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