Talk About Wilson? A Summary of sorts

I feel as if I need to summarize my final thoughts of Puddn'head Wilson and let my final thoughts resonate in the brain of which ever reader fate has decided to divulge into the words of this blog post. First I would like to show how Mark Twain's novel does in fact support the claim of nurture over nature. The real Tom is not able to live in a society that has rejected him for his entire life. Nowhere in this book does it show his genes being able to adapt to the culture of the upper class Caucasian society, but shows the real Tom trying to go back to the group that he is accustomed being around. I feel sorry for the life of the new Tom because he is in a position where he does not know how to operate in the white society, and is rejected because of his race from the slave culture. Truly I find it sad that someone that has been family within the slave culture for their entire life is now shunned away from the only life they ever knew.

Since the beginning of the novel we knew that a mystery was going to need solving, but the actual event of murder did not happen until the end of the novel. I feel like it is very odd that Wilson is able to come up with a direct science in catching the criminals. I feel as if this is very similar to that of Sherlock Holmes by over stating the abilities of the detective within the realm of plausibility. But I guess I will just live with the fact that the mystery is solved.

One thing I did want to comment on in class, but I didn't want to make anyone uncomfortable, is Kelly's prompt on what role race plays in our society. I firmly believe that race still plays a big part in the role of society, especially American society. We see it in the classrooms,lunch rooms, the pit, and parties on the weekend, we still separate ourselves by race everyday. If you go into Lenoir or Rams Dining Hall at anytime in the day you can see the separation held within the dining area. Of course it's not as bad as when Blacks had their own separate and lesser quality section, but I guarantee if you look at the individual tables rarely will you see a diverse group of people. Blacks with Blacks, Whites with Whites, Asians with Asians, Indians with Indians, it is all the same. If you go out to a party in frat court I promise you the number of African Americans in a frat house can be counted on one of your hands, and the same with Caucasians in a predominantly "black" club. Why is this? Why is it that through all of the struggle that has been going on to achieve equality there is still such a large gap of separation within our culture? My answer to that would be the level of comfortability. I believe that usually people from similar ethnic backgrounds, religious affiliation, and sexual orientation find comfort with each other because of the similar experiences that they have gone through. I believe that the reason why some people tend to shed away from others that don't look like them is because of the inability to relate with one another, and through this confusion of each others background comes a build up of fear. The way someone talks, dresses, looks, can spark fear because of its unfamiliarity. These are just the thoughts and opinions of one person

I would also like to state that I hate reading novels where the African American are found to be ignorant. I understand that they were slaves, and this has to to do with the time period that everything is written in. I just hate how most novels that we choose in English class' end up being one with an African American speaking in a manner that is worse than broken English. Though I really did enjoy this novel it just seems to me that every time a African American has any sort of monologue in an educated society it has to be that of slave talk. Or maybe this is me being frustrated that it took me longer to understand what was going on when a slave was given actual words to speak within the novel.