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Proust and the Intercourse Rats

Many individuals have requested me, because the publication of my lengthy assessment of latest books on Proust, about what appeared a maybe too-casual reference to Proust’s paraphilia—a flowery however modern phrase for a sexual fetish—by some means involving the use, or moderately abuse, of caged rats. I had danced previous this rapidly within the essay, not out of delicacy however out of an unwillingness to linger too lengthy on a controversial level within the Proust biographical literature, and in addition as a result of to enter it in depth would have required not merely a parenthesis however one thing extra like a relentless footnote, or what was once known as, within the heyday of shiny magazines, a sidebar. Herewith although, in response, is that sidebar, with an try and make sense of the anecdote, true or false.

The story of Proust and the intercourse rats is available in a number of distinct variations, in itself a marker both of a number of affirmation or of the processes of fable-making. It appears to have made its first public look, at the very least within the English-speaking world, in George Painter’s as soon as “definitive” biography. It happens on this kind: “The wretched creatures have been pierced with hatpins or crushed with sticks, whereas Proust appeared on,” in response to André Gide, due to his “want to conjoin essentially the most disparate sensations and feelings for the needs of orgasm.” Painter sources the story to a number of totally different, although not essentially unbiased, informants, together with, along with Gide, the author Maurice Sachs, who was stated to have heard it from Albert Le Cuziat, the proprietor of a brothel Proust was identified to frequent.

Within the newer biography by William C. Carter, after which in higher element in Carter’s 2006 e book, “Proust in Love,” the story is repeated in additional grotesque kind, beginning once more with Proust in a brothel: “If Proust failed to realize orgasm [from gazing at a male sex worker] ‘he would make a gesture for me to go away’ and Albert would herald two cages,’ every of which contained a famished rat. Le Cuziat would set the cages collectively and open the door. The 2 ravenous beasts would assault one another, making piercing squeaks as they clawed and bit one another, a spectacle that allowed Proust to realize orgasm.”

This model of the story is sourced to Henri Bonnet’s 1985 quantity, “Les amours et la sexualité de Marcel Proust,” during which it’s stated to be reaffirmed by an nameless prostitute—the quoted speaker within the passage—whose reminiscences have been recorded by the author Marcel Jouhandeau. The, uh, story, is additional confirmed by Carter with an merchandise in Jean Cocteau’s diaries—although Cocteau’s model, in flip, is sophisticated by an accompanying and never terribly clear account that Proust additionally by some means, inside this ritual, profaned {a photograph} of his mom.

The story then appears to have entered the cultural mainstream when it was considerably amplified in two unbelievable locations—stranger bedfellows within the dissemination of literary gossip are exhausting to think about. The primary is Nabokov’s immense, weird 1969 novel, “Ada, or Ardor,” during which, amongst a lot different materials, there’s a reference to Proust decapitating rats: “crusty Proust who favored to decapitate rats when he didn’t really feel like sleeping”—the decapitation being a neat, Nabokovian twist not beforehand encountered within the literature.

In the meantime, in Albert Goldman’s best-selling, and as soon as infamous, 1981 biography of Elvis Presley, the story happens once more, as a factor extensively identified, in the middle of Goldman’s dialogue of Elvis’s paraphilia—reported presumably by Elvis’s personal André Gide, his assistant Lamar Fike, who appears to have been Goldman’s informant on Elvis’s erotic life—which allegedly tended towards films exhibiting “cat fights,” i.e., half-dressed girls wrestling. Goldman—a former professor at Columbia, whose descent into gossipy pop bios shouldn’t detract from the intelligence or the excellence of his biography of Lenny Bruce—used the Proust story to make the purpose that “mama’s boys,” as they have been then identified (a category that included each Proust and Elvis), would possibly work out their ambivalent emotions about their beloved moms in sexual play-acting. Proust’s rats have been an oddly recherché literary reference for a mass-market pop biography—however that, in fact, was moderately the purpose.

From this spillover, the story may be discovered in all places, with variants. So, to the core difficulty: Is it true? As with so many tales of the sort, it’s exhausting to make sure. In doing the spadework a decade in the past on the controversy about whether or not Edwin Stanton stated, at Abraham Lincoln’s deathbed, “Now he belongs to the ages” or “Now he belongs to the angels,” I adopted the path of this extensively circulated and poorly sourced story again to a single disseminating supply—and a really doubtful one, Otto Eisenschiml, a conspiracy theorist. (He believed that Stanton had conspired to have Lincoln killed.)

The supply of the Proust story appears as particular, and to be primarily Gide, together with the prostitute whom Jouhandeau quotes (discounting Cocteau’s reference, maybe unfairly however cautiously, as seemingly by-product of Gide). Gide actually knew Proust, however he additionally had causes to gossip maliciously a few author whom he had, at first, patronized from a top and ignored—after which needed to watch turn into extra revered than he himself had been. And Gide presumably had a purpose to deliver Proust into his personal orbit of ostentatious sexual experimentation, involving what we might now characterize as intercourse tourism and open pedophilia. (Cocteau’s diary, once more, is thirty years after Proust’s loss of life, and the nameless prostitute’s recollection, secondhand, will not be by itself definitive.)

And, then, although the preventing rats don’t sound just like the type of factor one simply makes up, Proust’s supposed paraphilia does appear suspiciously singular, inasmuch as it’s not one which, at the very least to the maybe too innocent-minded search of this author, has another individuals. (The well-known fetishes, despite the fact that odd, are typically surprisingly widespread; Elvis had no hassle getting films dedicated to his predilection.) There are actually sexual fetishes horribly related to animal torture—Google, or moderately, don’t, “crush movies.” However that such issues exist now doesn’t, in fact, show that they did then, and so they have a tendency now, apparently, to be related to extremely theatricalized bondage rituals.

It appears unlikely that the rat scene might fairly have taken place as described. Who would maintain starved rats on the premises in case a shopper so disposed got here in? (Even a well-liked one, as Proust presumably would have been.) Who cared for the rats whereas ready for Proust, or another rat fetishist, to indicate up? Although discovering rats in Paris then was no tougher than it’s now, the thought of caging fierce and ravenous rats for an indefinite interval in anticipation of a shopper with this brutal style appears unbelievable. The improbability of the enterprise doesn’t make it inconceivable, in fact—but it surely does remind considered one of how simply we droop regular skepticism about occasions once they contact on venomous gossip about the well-known. (And, as Benjamin Taylor suggests in his Proust e book, one’s sympathies should prolong first to the rats who would certainly have needed to be excluded from this narrative.)

One want hardly point out right here—but one will—the as soon as well-known and never fully dissimilar rumor that had a film star going to a Los Angeles hospital to have a gerbil faraway from his anatomy, the place it had been lodged for erotic pleasure. The inherent absurdity of this story didn’t maintain it from changing into surprisingly widespread and, if not universally credited, then, at the very least, because the Website Snopes tells us, main “numerous docs and nurses [to] declare to have participated in, been available throughout, or heard from a dependable colleague about, the process.” Not solely is the story false however your entire “observe” of gerbil stuffing appears wholly invented, a deliberate try and counsel essentially the most unbelievable potential exercise with the intention to shock and titillate readers. Certainly, the rodent-sex nexus is itself a telltale signal of fabrication: What’s essentially the most surprising factor you may think about somebody doing? Ensure it features a hamster.

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