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With Norman Mailer's Passing, Heaven Just Got a Lot More Interesting

By Arianna Huffington, Huffington Post. Posted November 12, 2007.


In an age when torture has become a "harsh interrogation technique" and "freedom" and "democracy" are used to curtail freedom and democracy, we'll surely miss his critical eye and his passionate love affair with language.

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The word most of the Norman Mailer obituaries I've read seem to associate with him is "ego," but I strongly disagree.

I first met Mailer in 1980. I'd just arrived in New York from London, fleeing a relationship and mending a broken heart. We were seated next to each other at a dinner party.

And from the very first moment of meeting him, the word that struck me, and came to define him in my eyes, was "engagement." For Mailer was relentlessly, passionately, deliriously engaged with life.

If there were something in the world that was interesting, it interested Mailer. And if there were something controversial in the world, it obsessed him. Race, religion, politics, sexuality, violence, war and peace -- Mailer came at them from every angle he could. Stalking them (and eventually pummeling them) like the prizefighters he so admired.

After that first meeting in 1980, I stayed in regular touch with him and Norris Church, his beautiful and talented wife. When I was writing my biography of Picasso, I'd call him up and run my theories by him. He too had always been fascinated by Picasso, and ended up writing a book about the first third of Picasso's life.

But the thing we talked about the most was God. People who are brash and profane and radical (other words frequently attached to Mailer) are often assumed to be anti-God, but this was certainly not the case with Mailer.

He aggressively believed (aggressive belief being one of his most comfortable postures) in God, reincarnation, and an afterlife. To Mailer, belief in reincarnation was what made sense of life.

Last year, while promoting The Big Empty: Dialogues on Politics, Sex, God, Boxing, Morality, Myth, Poker and Bad Conscience in America, the book he co-wrote with one his nine children, John Buffalo, at a forum at the New York Society for Ethical Culture, he said "it makes more sense to me that God exists than that he doesn't."

"God is a creator," he said, "engaged in a great adventure." Of course, both of those applied to Mailer as well. For him, life really was a great adventure and he was nothing if not a creator.

As for the author-as-deity meme, there was never any shortage of critics who accused Mailer of comparing himself to God (in their defense, Mailer did write a first-person novel, The Gospel According to the Son, from the point of view of Jesus).

The last time I saw Mailer was at a dinner I had for him and his wife at my home. It was just before we launched HuffPost, and of course I asked him to blog. And of course he accepted. I say "of course" not because it would be unthinkable to turn me down, but because blogging is just a new way of using language to convey ideas -- something impossible for Mailer to resist.

He told me, however, he wouldn't be able to blog until he finished the book he was working on. But then the imbroglio over the purported flushing of a Koran hit the headlines and he couldn't resist. "I'm beginning to see why one would want to write a blog," he emailed me in what became his first post. (A page of Huffington Post blogs about, and by, Mailer can be found here.)


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Well Said, Arianna
Posted by: ZPaul on Nov 14, 2007 4:08 AM   
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The first book I ever read by Norman Mailer was "Armies Of The Night". I realy liked Norman Mailer then and I still really like him now. Thanks, Arianna. I think this needed to be said.

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Egotism is not literature, either.
Posted by: PerryBrass on Nov 17, 2007 10:58 AM   
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Gertrude Stein is credited with making a wonderful statement to Ernest Hemingway: "Remarks, Ernest, do not make literature."

In Norman Mailer's case, neither did his nickel-plated ego. Whether it was attacking feminists with his famous "remark"—"they write like tough faggots;" trying to re-deflower Marilyn Monroe, after, of course, her death; showing the world what a man he was by having more kids than he could even name; springing a murderer out of jail so he could murder again; or putting out some incredibly lousy, ham-fisted books—it's hard to figure out how any "serious" writer could have the balls to write something as ludicrous as his the Bronx-meets-the-Pharoahs "Ancient Evenings"—anyway, as the old saying goes, of the dead speak only good.

Normal Mailer's dead. Good.

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