Interesting book. I read it originally when I was somewhere around 13 summers. Enjoyed it OK, but thought it was perverted. As I was reading it now...I actually still thought that. Took me awhile to realize it was supposed to be a parody of the typical travelers tales of the day, and as such required the obligatory "embarrassing" parts. That, oddly, are still in travel documentaries today. The fact he was able to treat the fantastic 'nonsense' as reality is actually impressive. It is, at parts, much like a science journal than a work of fiction. Descriptions of things I didn't want to know and all.
On a deeper note, it's depressing how much hasn't changed in 300 years. Science wise, he was ahead of his time, I think. But descriptions and complaints revolving around political and human circles is...the same. O_o Literally, you could change all the ye olde English words into modern spekkin' and you'd have a valid, if satirical, account of modern poliktiks. And that scientists and inventors often work backward with broken logic, or attempt to better the things which have no need of fixing. And then considered the one man who stayed with the "old outdated" ways to be a hater of science and generally an idiot. I loved the poor dude who was trying to take poo, sort it, and turn it back into food. XD Or the guy who claimed that the studying of poo could allow you to determine what someone was thinking or planning, as men do their most serious thinking and planning on the turlet. Something else that hasn't changed in 300 years.
Odd book. You'd think someone would have stood up and said "no" by now.
The ending left me confused, though. I get that Gulliver is supposed to be a gullible character that takes on the feelings and thoughts of his host nation, but really...to decry all humanity in favor of Vulcan horses? Their society, ruled by reason, sounded as boring as watching paint dry. No love, no emotion, just stale kindness and dry brotherhood to all Houyhnhnms.
I dunno. Maybe I'm missing something. A logical progression of sorts. Pride and power at his towering over the tiny lilliputians, then being over powered and treated as a toy by the giant Brobnagians, not even being shown basic respect, much like he failed to show the lilliputians. Followed by his feeling wiser and more logical than the Laputans (who worked the reverse science and did all types of stupid stuff, applying mathematics but not logic), teaching them, helping them, and maybe even condescening a bit, followed by being considered a foul, animalistic beast by wise, completely logical horses.
Either way, his sense of superiority and hatred of humanity, claiming they're depravity and being...some other word, grated on me by the end. Yeah, humanity is totally depraved, I won't argue it. But separating yourself and claiming superiority by being "logical" about everything doesn't solve it, only hides it. Even going so far as to deign (DEIGN I SAY) to teach and endure the presence of his own wife who, I might add, consistently greeted his sorry "I'm-a-really-bad-husband" self with love EVERY TIME he came back from sea. Even though she was against his going after the first time.
And, considering he left her and his childrens (who he later considered foul spawn he had created out of uncontrolled lust) rich after his every departure, and she still did not want him to go? Yeesh. Dillweed.
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