Quote:‘There is probably no more terrible instant of enlightenment than the one in which you discover that your father is a man – with human flesh.’ – From ‘Collected Sayings of Maud’Dib’ by the Princess Ir
A short chapter this, but an interesting one. Another rare glimpse at the inner workings of Leto I’s mind, his relationship with Paul and Jessica, and perhaps even his ultimate understanding that, for him, there would be nothing.
The chapter opens with Leto confessing to Paul that he planned a distasteful, even, in his words, “hateful” thing. Without at first telling Paul what he was talking about, he begins by explaining to his son, (who is viewing some information about the Fremen religion), that the Harkonnen are attempting to make him distrust his mother.
He adds that, of course, he does no such thing, but explains that by pretending to, by hurting her with his distrust, he hopes to lure out the traitor.
And suddenly a hint of the mortality that Leto feels becomes evident. He instructs Paul to tell her the truth should anything happen to Leto. Paul responds with the boyish optimism and faith that we might expect…
Quote:‘Nothing’s going to happen to you sir. The----’
But Leto tells him to be quiet, and Paul notices the fatigue, the tension, the he carries. On remarking that his father is just tired, Leto agrees. But it is not the tiredness of lack of sleep or hard work…it is, he says, a moral tiredness. Perhaps a sense of futility…he sees the degeneration of the great houses…and we see his bitterness over the necessities of political expedience which drive them, embodied in the fact that he dare not marry Jessica for exactly that reason.
And also here a lovely (to me anyway ) glimpse of the Dukes inherent cynicism. Paul talks of how men follow the Duke willingly and love him. And the Duke rebuts,
Quote:My propaganda corps is one of the finest.
The Duke labours under few illusions it seems. Perhaps he did not, as I have suggested before, truly underestimate the Harkonnen. Perhaps he knows full well how close he is to defeat. Perhaps he feels the cold hand of his approaching death and thinks only of his family…well…perhaps not only…for while he speaks of how he wishes that they had gone renegade, he still did not do it.
And he imparts a vital lesson to his young son…A lesson that will serve him well in the future…he emphasises the need for Desert power, which he contrasts to the sea and air power that held Caladan for them.
And he sees the future for his son…perhaps a moment of prescience of his own…
Quote: ‘Power and Fear. The tools of statecraft. I must order a new emphasis on guerrilla training for you. That filmclip there – they call you “Mahdi” – “Lisan al-Gaib” – as a last resort, you might capitalise on that.’
And Paul looks at his father…remembering his words of fear and doubt, even as the stimulant he took straightens his shoulders, and he mutters, wondering where the ecologist he sent for is.
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A sense of the sardonic preserves a man from believing in his own pretensions. -The Sayings Of Maud'Dib<i></i>
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