Bloomsday June 16th

[Anonymous No.11328075]

Its officially Bloomsday in James' home town of Dublin. Over the next day everyone you've ever known will be reading Ulysses to celebrate.

How are you spending your 16th?

"Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed. A yellow dressinggown, ungirdled, was sustained gently behind him on the mild morning air. He held the bowl aloft and intoned:

—Introibo ad altare Dei.

Halted, he peered down the dark winding stairs and called out coarsely:

—Come up, Kinch! Come up, you fearful jesuit!

Solemnly he came forward and mounted the round gunrest. He faced about and blessed gravely thrice the tower, the surrounding land and the awaking mountains. Then, catching sight of Stephen Dedalus, he bent towards him and made rapid crosses in the air, gurgling in his throat and shaking his head. Stephen Dedalus, displeased and sleepy, leaned his arms on the top of the staircase and looked coldly at the shaking gurgling face that blessed him, equine in its length, and at the light untonsured hair, grained and hued like pale oak."

[Anonymous No.11328078]

>>11328075
Why does my edition of Ulysses not start with "Stately, plump"

[Anonymous No.11328083]

>>11328078
What does it start with?

[Anonymous No.11328089]

>>11328075
Its the worst kind of middlebrow pat-on-the-back-look-upon-my-cultural-awareness-ye-mighty-and-despair event on earth and it will be marked by fairly unfulfilled middle aged men wandering around Dublin calling things 'life-affirming.'

And I actually like Joyce.

[Anonymous No.11328095]

>>11328078
That sentence but starting from Buck Mulligan I think.

[Anonymous No.11328099]

>>11328089
I for one don't let middle aged men disctract me from the great work which is ulysses. You could ignore all events and holidays if you wanted, its up to you.

[Anonymous No.11328103]

>>11328095
Meant to reply to >>11328083

[Anonymous No.11328127]

I don't think I even know anyone irl who knows what Ulysses is or who James Joyce was.

[Anonymous No.11328434]

>>11328075
>How are you spending your 16th?
I'm actually going to be reading Ulysses to prepare for a class in the fall.

[Anonymous No.11328449]

>mfw pub is giving deals on pints of Guinness on Bloomsday

[Anonymous No.11328451]

>>11328075
Finnegans Wake > Ulysses

[Anonymous No.11328456]

>>11328451
why do you think that?

[Anonymous No.11328461]

>>11328451
Maybe, but only 1,000 people at most will ever know.

[Anonymous No.11328462]

>>11328451
Based! Based!! BASED!!!

[Anonymous No.11328484]

>>11328456
In concept it's definitely grander than Ulysses; instead of individual consciousnesses in daytime it's the dream consciousness of all mankind and it's pulled off in the most believable manner you could possibly pull something like that off. Plus it has his best individual passages. The ending paragraphs of FW outdo Molly's monologue imo.

[Anonymous No.11328540]

>>11328075
my (otherwise uncultured) city is actually a Joyce scholars' hub, so they're doing some readings, theatrics, etc. Not 21 so I can't do the literary pub crawl..

[Anonymous No.11328564]

>>11328540
>Not 21
/lit/ is a 40 and up board, kiddo.

[Anonymous No.11328626]

>>11328449
>tfw no pubs within 50 miles

[Anonymous No.11328635]

I'm drinking Irish whiskey.

[Anonymous No.11328641]

>>11328075

Going to start reading U lysses tomorrow and going to make my self a full Irish breakfast

[Anonymous No.11329757]

Hope all of you are looking like this right now. No excuses.

Yes, the OP was right: Bloomsday is general all over America now as well. It was falling softly upon the Bog of Massachusetts and, further westwards, softly falling into the dark mutinous Mississippi waves

[Anonymous No.11329945]

I have a date with the most beautiful woman I know and I love her and I'm going to tell her.

[Anonymous No.11330464]

I'm reading dubliners instead because I like fun

[Anonymous No.11330904]

Can we do a Ulysses reading group?

[Anonymous No.11330954]

Ever wondered just how into Joyce one can get?
Read this. I promise you it's worth your time.
https://www.nytimes.com/2018/06/12/magazine/the-strange-case-of-the-missing-joyce-scholar.html

[Anonymous No.11331000]

>>11328075
Doing Chuck Loyola, Kinch

Gotta watch football which just started

[Anonymous No.11331015]

I vaguely recall a section of Ulysses where Stephen(probably drunk) begins to do a dance, which is describes in wonderful detail. Anyone know where this part of the book is?

[Anonymous No.11331047]

>>11328461
Do you seriously think only 1000 people have read Finnegans Wake? Are you retarded?

[Anonymous No.11331058]

None of the Irish fucks in Vancouver knew it was Bloomsday baka

[Anonymous No.11331062]

>>11328075
I'll be celebrating by getting a handjob in public.

[Anonymous No.11331068]

>>11331047
It's illegible

[Anonymous No.11331141]

>>11331015
Pretty sure its in Circe:

>(He wheels Kitty into Lynch’s arms, snatches up his ash-plant from the table and takes the floor. All wheel, whirl, waltz, twirl. Bloombella, Kittylynch, Florryzoe, jujuby women. Stephen with hat ashplant frogsplits in middle highkicks with skykicking mouth shut hand clasp part under thigh, with clang tinkle boomhammer tallyho homblower blue green yellow flashes. Toft’s cumbersome turns with hobbyhorse riders from gilded snakes dangled, bowels fandango leaping spurn soil foot and fall again.)

>(Closeclutched swift swifter with glareblareflare scudding they scotlootshoot lumbering by. Baraabum!)

>(Bang fresh barang bang of lacquey’s bell, horse, nag, steer, piglings, Conntee on Christass lame crutch and leg sailor in cockboat armfolded ropepulling hitching stamp through and through, Baraabum! On nags, hogs, horses, Gadarene swine, Corny in coffin. Steel shark stone onehandled Nelson, two trickies Frauenzimmer plumstained from pram falling bawling. Gum, he’s a champion. Fuseblue peer from barrel rev. evensong Love on hackney jaunt Blazes blind coddoubled bicyclers Dilly with snowcake no fancy clothes. Then in last wiswitchback lumbering up and down bump mashtub sort of viceroy and reine relish for tublumber bumpshire rose. Baraabum!)

>(The couples fall aside. Stephen whirls giddily. Room whirls back. Eyes closed, he totters. Red rails fly spacewards. Stars all around suns turn roundabout. Bright midges dance on wall. He stops dead.)

[Anonymous No.11331186]

HHHAAAPPPPYYY FUCKING BLOOMSDAY MY FRIENDS

[Anonymous No.11331302]

>>11331068
Several thousand self-deluded egoists have read it for starters

[Anonymous No.11331308]

>>11331186
Is that a Molly cosplay!?

[Anonymous No.11332276]

>>11328089
kek

[Anonymous No.11332683]

>>11331186
cutie pie

[Anonymous No.11332768]

>>11328075
Watching women lean back everywhere.