"foriverever her allinall"

(241.8-243.8)  Maybe it's just me, but I found today's reading tough.  Perhaps I'm hitting a bit of a Wake wall right now, as I've gotten a post up daily (umm . . . I just realized that could be read as a Joycean pun . . . my apologies . . . it was unintentional, but I'm now obliged to leave it in . . . or something . . . ) for the past 40 or so days (after a lackluster showing throughout July and August).  Maybe, instead of hitting the wall, let's say that I've fallen off the Wake wall, so don't be surprised if I take a day off tomorrow so that this Humpty Dumpty can put himself back together again.

But yeah, back to the Wake itself.  The passage picks up in the middle of the long paragraph in which the resurrected Glugg tells the story of his father.  As could be expected from a story about a version of the embattled HCE told by a version of the perhaps equally-embattled Shem, we hear a lot more about the accusations levied against Glugg's father, Anaks Andrum.  (In their Skeleton Key, Campbell and Robinson note the significance that the newly repentant Glugg isn't actually confessing his own sins, but those of his father.)  This includes everything from more sexual deviance to being a hostile invader.  You know, the stuff we're now accustomed to hearing about HCE.  We even get an appearance from the two young temptresses ("They white liveried ragsups, two Whales of the Sea of Deceit") and the three accuser-soldiers ("they bloodiblabstard shooters, three Dromedaries of the Sands of Calumdonia") from Phoenix Park.  Glugg defends Andrum -- he says he's an upright man ("persona erecta") and a wise one (the people eat his "praverbs" up like vittles) -- but, nevertheless, Andrum was ultimately put on trial, convicted by "a jury of matrons," and sent up "Suffrogate Strate."

Glugg now turns his attention toward the ALP figure of his tale, "his fiery goosemother," Avenlith.  Of her, Glugg says, "She just as fenny as he is fulgar" -- in one sense, Avenlith's as funny as Andrum's vulgar.  The two parents will stick together forever -- or as Glugg says, "foriverver" -- as Avenlith wouldn't "swop" him for "Howarden's Castle, Englandwales."  We all know her -- she's been around for more than 111 years.  She frightens all souls, yet gets a pain in her stomach when we engage in war.  

For more on Avenlith/ALP, check back with me tomorrow (and if not then, Saturday).