「태양신의 황소들」, 혹은 카오스모폴리타니즘의 탄생

Abstract

How are we approach the fourteenth chapter of Ulysses known as ‘The Oxen of the Sun’ in this globalized age of hyper-theorization? My paper argues that examining the wide reverberations set off by Derrida’s comment in “Ulysses Gramophone”─“Everything has already happened to us with Ulysses”─in relation to the central textual theme of cosmopolitanism may provide a reading that not only pays due respect to the critical legacy of the early structuralist interpretations but equally takes into account the political sensibilities of our time. The neologism‘ chaosmopolitanism,’in fact, serves as that very critical measure designed to bridge the gap separating the long tradition of Western Eurocentric discourse on cosmopolitanism on the one hand and the geopolitical background conditioning its discursive possibility, namely, the chaotic condition of international colonialism on the other, whose exemplary, and exemplarily creative, fusion bears none other name than Ulysses. But the idea of chaosmopolitanism gains its conceptual leverage on yet another, no less pivotal register, for, just as with Derrida’s first-person plural pronoun, the trope leads us to reflect on our own situatedness in the East Asian region in light of Joyce’s unabashedly universalist vision, whose overarching textual purview nonetheless leaves the space called the Far East in the singular position of virtual exclusion. What does it then mean to enjoy Joyce’s “chaffering allincluding most farraginous chronicle” in light of our East Asian perspective? To this second question, my inquiry turns to the dual theme of enjoyment and debt as they are problematized by Stephen Dedalus’ telegram to Mulligan, which reads, “the sentimentalist is he who would enjoy without incurring the immense debtorship for a thing done.” Itself a quotation from George Meredith’s novel The Ordeal of Richard Feverel, the transcribed message invites us to reconsider the scrupulous endeavor underwriting Joyce’s signatory gusto, but at the same time forcing us to confront and reassess our own debt to the problematic heritage known as Western literature or, to borrow Derrida’s expression, Abrahamic language.