(190.10-192.4) Today we pick up with Justius/Shaun discussing Shem's intended professional vocation. His "birthwrong" was "to fall in with Plan." He was supposed to stay in Ireland -- "our place of burden, your bourne of travail and ville of tares" -- and take a secure job, perhaps with Guinness, or maybe with the church. Instead, Shem "beat it backwards" and became "an Irish emigrant the wrong way out." Instead of being a good "nationist," Shem became a man of the world, the "Europasianised Afferyank!"
Justius then moves his focus toward Shem's brother, who is another version of Justius/Shaun. The brother, "Immaculatus" or "Altrues," is as high and good as Shem is low and bad. He was a "handsome young spiritual physician" destined to be Shem's counterfoil and "a chum of the angelets." Shem, however, killed his brother because, as Justius tells Shem, "he mussed your speller on you or because he cut a pretty figure in the focus of your frontispecs." Just as Adam is a version of HCE, the warring brothers Cain and Abel are versions of Shem and Shaun.
Shifting gears again, Justius asks Shem if he ever read "of that greatgrand landfather of our visionbuilders, Baaboo, the bourgeoismeister," if he ever thought of "that hereticalist Marcon and the two scissymaidies," and if he ever heard of "that foxy, that lupo, that monkax and the virgin heir of the Morrisons." These three are all incarnations of HCE: the father, the heretic brought down by two young women, and the clever husband of ALP. The language from today's passage recalling the archetypal roles of the Wake's family unit functions to bring this chapter toward its conclusion, and tomorrow I'll read through its final pages.
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