{"id":9164,"date":"2013-04-17T00:13:35","date_gmt":"2013-04-17T04:13:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/?p=9164"},"modified":"2013-04-17T00:14:11","modified_gmt":"2013-04-17T04:14:11","slug":"george-saunders-fox-8","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/2013\/04\/17\/george-saunders-fox-8\/","title":{"rendered":"George Saunders: &#8220;Fox 8&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Though I haven&#8217;t been enjoying Saunders&#8217; recent work, I have\u00a0enjoyed him so much in the past that I&#8217;m always hopeful when I get my hands on something &#8220;new&#8221; (really, this story was originally\u00a0published\u00a0in January 2010 in\u00a0<em>McSweeney&#8217;s 33<\/em> (the issue that was a Sunday-edition sized newspaper), though it has been revised for this publication). When I saw that\u00a0Random House\u00a0just published\u00a0this\u00a0piece\u00a0as an e-short, I used up the last of my Christmas iTunes giftcard to download it.<\/p>\n<p>In a way, despite being published by\u00a0<em>McSweeney&#8217;s<\/em>, this story has a history of what could be considered failures. It was originally conceived as a children&#8217;s book (I love children&#8217;s books). When that stopped working (the book is purposefully rife with spelling and grammar errors),\u00a0Saunders\u00a0put it together as a short story, and it was supposed to be included in his latest short story collection <em>Tenth of December<\/em>. It didn&#8217;t get put in there,\u00a0either because,\u00a0Saunders told interviewer Boris Kachka, &#8220;somehow every time I got to this one, it was asking one stretch too\u00a0many from the reader&#8221;\u00a0(<a href=\"http:\/\/www.vulture.com\/2013\/04\/george-saunders-fox-8-interview.html\" target=\"_blank\">here<\/a>). I&#8217;m glad it&#8217;s now available, in a nicely illustrated e-edition, because, while not my favorite Saunders, it reminded me why I once admired him so much.<\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"9165\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/2013\/04\/17\/george-saunders-fox-8\/fox-8\/#main\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/fox-8.jpg?fit=398%2C530&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"398,530\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"fox-8\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/fox-8.jpg?fit=398%2C530&amp;ssl=1\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-9165\" alt=\"fox-8\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/fox-8.jpg?resize=398%2C530\" width=\"398\" height=\"530\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/fox-8.jpg?w=398&amp;ssl=1 398w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/fox-8.jpg?resize=225%2C300&amp;ssl=1 225w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/fox-8.jpg?resize=112%2C150&amp;ssl=1 112w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 398px) 100vw, 398px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Fox 8 is a daydreaming fox. Perhaps his imagination started to blossom one day when he was passing a window and heard a mother reading to her children. The soothing human voice caused him to stop and listen closely. After a time, he learned how to speak human and, through more careful study, how to\u00a0read\u00a0and write\u00a0it, too (to an extent). This is explained in the first few paragraphs:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><span style=\"color: #808000;\">Deer Reeder:<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #808000;\">First may I say, sorry for any werds I spel rong. Because I am a fox! So don&#8217;t rite or spel perfect. But here is how I lerned to rite and spel\u00a0as gud as I do.<\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>He idealized his first relationship with humans, though there was no direct contact. It opened up his mind, confirmed goodness, and filled him with hope:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><span style=\"color: #808000;\">When done, she wud dowse the lite, causing dark. Then, due to feeling &#8220;luv,&#8221; wud bend down, putting snout and lips to the heds of her pups, which was called: &#8220;gudnite kiss.&#8221; Which I got a kik out of that! Because that is also how we show our luv for our pups, as Foxes! It made me feel gud, like Yumans cud feel luv and show luv. In other werds, hope full for the future of Erth!<\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>So much does he love this human family, he even daydreams growing up with them and eventually going to college with the baby. It may sound hokey, but I was surprised at how quickly I sympathized with Fox 8. He feels deeply and is genuinely kind at heart.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s also easy to sympathize with him because he is a very limited narrator. He is innocent to human cruelty and his diligent attempts to communicate through human language highlight both his innocence and hope. Often (lately, anyway), I&#8217;ve found the verbal and grammatical ticks Saunders uses with his narrators to be affected, showy, and cloying. But in this case, even though &#8212; no, because &#8212; Fox 8 thinks &#8220;woslike&#8221; is human for &#8220;said,&#8221; I somehow felt more connected to him, more invested in his quest to do good, to follow his own admonishment: &#8220;try being niser.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The pain in this story comes when Fox 8 becomes disillusioned with humanity and, consequently, with life in general. One day, some trucks came in and started knocking down trees: &#8220;Terns out, it cud not eat us. It cud not chase us. But what it cud do, was even werse.&#8221; They are constructing a mall. This kills the habitat and the foxes begin to starve. They don&#8217;t know what to do.<\/p>\n<p>Now hold on a minute. I was wary at this point, too.<\/p>\n<p>Would this story be a well written though unsophisticated\u00a0polemic (which is how I feel about several of his other stories) about the environment?\u00a0It&#8217;s not as simplistic; it&#8217;s not even actually about the environment. The mall does not causes Fox 8 to lose his hope.\u00a0Rather, he witnesses one truly horrific scene of pointless, sudden, whimsical human cruelty. It empties him: &#8220;I had herd so many Storys at that window but never had I herd a Story in which anything [. . . <em>trailing off to avoid spoilers<\/em>]&#8221;\u00a0He wanders and thinks, &#8220;Why did the Curator do it so rong, making the groop with the gratest skils the meenest?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I\u00a0felt this emptiness. Even though\u00a0I was\u00a0reading about an innocent fox,\u00a0I related to the shock he feels.\u00a0I understood his loss of innocence and his new skepticism.\u00a0I felt sad that\u00a0all that is good has been tainted:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><span style=\"color: #808000;\">I know life can be gud. Most lee it is gud. I have drank cleen cold water on a hot day, herd the soft bark of the one I luv, watched sno fall slow, making the wuds kwiet. But now all these happy sites and sounds seem like triks. Now it seems like the gud times are mere lee smoke that, upon blowing away, here is the reel life, which is: rok hats, kikking, stomping. Every minit with no kikking and stomping now seems like not a real minit.<\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>One day,\u00a0another fox reproaches Fox 8:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><span style=\"color: #808000;\">Yesterday she woslike: You have a sad dark view.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #808000;\">And I woslike: So wud you.<\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>In a way, the first images of the story, with the fox sitting outside the window of those innocent children, come back, and he starts seeking &#8220;what mite somewhat retreev the old and hope full me.&#8221; Apparently, the version published in\u00a0<em>McSweeney&#8217;s<\/em> was darker and\u00a0ended on a bitter note. Here the ending is open, hopeful\u00a0and not\u00a0contrived even if it&#8217;s blatantly moralistic. It&#8217;s been a while, but here is a Saunders story I highly recommend.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Though I haven&#8217;t been enjoying Saunders&#8217; recent work, I have\u00a0enjoyed him so much in the past that I&#8217;m always hopeful when I get my hands on something &#8220;new&#8221; (really, this story was originally\u00a0published\u00a0in January 2010 in\u00a0McSweeney&#8217;s 33 (the issue that was a Sunday-edition sized newspaper), though it has been revised for this publication). 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