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By The Book March 15 1998

"I shout for madder music, and I call for stronger wine;
But when the moons are swollen and my questing heart seeks more
The veil parts and draws me forth beyond my Earthly door
To trace your footfalls, Cabot! For the world I seek is thine.
And Enemies surround me, but my spirit will not bow
Nor falter like the weak who came before;
And I will follow, Cabot! In the best way I know how,
And keep alive the wonder that is Gor."

     Tal, Goreans!

     This is to be my last column discussing the contents of the Gor books, for a number of reasons. Firstly, my current schedule no longer allows me the spare time to do the necessary research to keep this column full of quotations; secondly, I feel that the "Ask the Slaves" column featured in the Gorean Times meets the need for a "book quotes page" on this site, and that more than one is a bit redundant; and thirdly, because I have reached the point where there is little left to say here other than "aren't these books great? Isn't Gorean society, ecology and sociology cool?" Norman has compiled a massive body of information in the twenty-five (soon to be twenty-six) Gor books, and since he is once again writing Gorean material I see little point in my adding further to that body of knowledge by re-wording what he has already said. I shall therefore await the next Gor book, eager to see what new wonders will unfold on that alternate world so near and dear to my heart, sit back, and leave the driving, as they say, to him.

     It is my sincere hope that this column has done a bit to inspire online Goreans out there to actually locate and read the Gor books, and to pay close attention to what they find there... or even to re-read the ones they had previously viewed. If I have generated a renewed interest in the works of John Norman through my writings here, and have imparted a bit more knowledge of the world of Gor as depicted in the original source works, then this column has served its purpose. Gor has always been for me a fascinating fictional world, teeming with intricate details regarding the lives of its inhabitants. Norman put an awful lot of work into his fictional creation, and it is my desire that we, those who have taken so much of his writing into our hearts, appreciate and understand the amount of time and effort which he expended in bringing us his masterwork, the magnificent Counter-Earth.


GOR according to Norman

     The quotes presented below are displayed in no particular grouping or order. Some discuss the psychology of slavery, rules for slave behavior, songs and practices of Gorean culture, and even one in which the usage of "Thee" and "Thou" are examined. Read on, friends, take comfort and gather knowledge from what is presented hereupon.

   "On the Tuka the rowers were singing, lustily... It was not a song of Ar they sang, but a river song, a song of pirates and brawlers, "The Ten Maids of Hammerfest," in which is recounted the fates which befell these lovely lasses. I was greatly scandalized that the stout fellows of Ar, soldiers and gentlemen, as Gorean gentlemen go, would even know those lyrics, let alone sing them with such unabashed gusto."
--pg.93, Guardsman of Gor
   "Go hungry to the feast."
--Gorean saying, pg.182, Guardsmen of Gor
   "There seem to be two major reasons why free women are seldom raped on Gor. first, it is thought that they, being free, are to be accorded the highest respect, and secondly, slave females are regarded as being much more desirable."
--p.184, Guardsmen of Gor
   "A handful with the five fingers closed, not open, is a tef. Six such handfuls constitute a tefa, which is a tiny basket. Five such baskets constitute a huda."
--p.46, Tribesmen of Gor
   "Cloth is measured in the ah-il, which is the length from the elbow to the tip of the middle finger, and the ah-ral, which is ten ah-ils."
--p.50, Tribesmen of Gor
   "`A girl,' I told her, `upon entering the compartment of her master, kneels... Furthermore, commonly, in the presence of a free man, the girl kneels.'"
--p.46-47, Tribesmen of Gor
   "I passed another stall, in which mats were being sold. These are used for various purposes, sometimes vertically for screens, more normally, horizontally, for sitting and sleeping."
--p.50, Tribesmen of Gor
   "...The petals of veminium, the `Desert Veminium,' purplish, as opposed to the `Thentis Veminium,' bluish..."
--pg.50, Tribesmen of Gor
   "`I am not tamed,' cried Alyena. `No man can tame me!'
   I turned. `Kneel," said I. `Say I am tamed.'
   Immediately she knelt. `I am tamed,' she said. She smiled.
   It was the rebellion of compliance."
--pg.103, Tribesmen of Gor
   "I observed the rider; I saw him smile; I saw the kaiila rear up; I saw the lance fall into position; he lanced in sport; I faced him in war."
--pg.297, Tribesmen of Gor
   "`The being of the slave, like the being of the master,' she said, `is a totality.'"
--pg.176, Players of Gor
   "The red savages, themselves, incidentally, have their own names for the new, small community. In Kaiila it is called `Anpao' or sometimes, `Anptaniya.' The expression `Anpao' means `Dawn' or `Daylight.' The expression `Anptaniya' has a more complex meaning in translation. It means, rather literally, `the breath of day.' It is used to refer, for example, to the first, lovely glimmerings of morning. The expression is related, of course, to the vapors raised by the sun in the early morning, these perhaps, poetically and beautifully, as is often the case in languages of the red savages, suggesting, `the breath of day.'"
--Blood Brothers of Gor, p. 47 (submitted by JaKil)
   "Gorean is written, as it is said, as the ox plows. The first line is written left to right, the second, right to left, the third, left to right, and so on. I had once been informed by my friend, Torm, that the whole business was quite simple, the alternate lines, in his opinion, at least, also being written forward, `only in the other direction.'"
--pg.243, Players of Gor
   "How absurd it seemed that the little animal should so boldly address itself to the larger, stronger brute. On what artifices, on what weaknesses, did it count? How bravely tiny animals may conduct themselves in the presence of caged larls! But how stupid are larls who will lock themselves in cages, being told to do so. But what if the larl should free itself?"
--pg.251, Players of Gor
   "It was one of the urt people. It had a narrow, elongated face and rather large, ovoid eyes. It was narrow-shouldered and narrow-chested. It had long, thin arms and short, spindly legs. It commonly walked, or hurried, bent over, its knuckles often on the ground, its heads moving from side to side. This low gait commonly kept it inconspicuous among the large, migratory urt packs with which it commonly moved. Sometimes such packs pass civilized areas and observers are not even aware of the urt people travelling with them. For some reason, not clear to me at that time, the urts seldom attack them. Sometimes it would rear up, slightly, unexpectedly, looking about itself, and then drop back to a smaller, more bent-over position. It was capable of incredible stillness and then sudden, surprising bursts of movement... When it stood upright it was about three and a half feet tall."
--pg.267, Players of Gor
   "In most cities it is regarded, incidentally, as a criminal offense to enslave one of the caste of players. A similar decree, in most cities, stands against the enslavement of of one who is of the caste of musicians."
--pg.44, Beasts of Gor
   "`Your master,' I said, `if he chooses, will satisfy your needs. If he does not, he will not.' For all I knew she might be under the discipline of deprivation. If that were so, I had no wish to impair the effectiveness of her master's control over her. Besides I did not know him. I did not wish to do him dishonor, whoever he might be."
--pg.49, Beasts of Gor
   "`Goreans are not men of Earth,' I said. `They will have what they truly want from a woman, everything.'"
--pg.230, Beasts of Gor
   "`What does the girl do in her free time?' asked Audrey.
   `Much what she pleases,' I said. `She will have friends among the other slaves. She walks, she visits. She excercises, she reads. Within limits she can do what she wants to do.'
   `Can she work outside the compartments?' asked Audrey.
   `If it is permitted by the master,' I said, `and it does not in any way compromise her slavery.' I smiled. `Some women,' I said, `wear to their work the garments of a free woman but, when they return to their compartments, don as they must the silk of a slave, which is their true condition.'
   `Is such a thing often permitted by a master?' asked Audrey.
   `Commonly not,' I said. `Such a thing is often thought to compromise a girl's slavery. It is usually not permitted to her. Usually she is kept as full and absolute slave, not so much as permitted to touch the garment of a free woman.'"
--pg. 249, Beasts of Gor
   "`There is something about being owned, and belonging to another, which is very meaningful to a woman,' she said. `It is also, in a way that is hard to make clear to a man, profoundly satisfying.'"
--pg.312, Beasts of Gor
   "Her toenails were not painted, of course. Such is almost unheard of among Gorean free women and is rare even among slaves. The usual Gorean position on the matter is that toenails and fingernails are not, say, red by nature and thus should not be made to appear as if they were. They also tend to frown upon the dyeing of hair... the reservations about hair coloring are particularly acute in commercial situations. One would not wish to buy a girl thinking she was auburn, a rare and muchly prized hair color on Gor, for example, and then discover later that she was, say, blond. Against such fraud, needless to say, the law provides redress."
--pg.186, Vagabonds of Gor
     [In the quote below, we see an example of a Gorean, in this case a member of the Wagon Peoples, adopting what appears to be a very formal or archaic form of the common Gorean tongue as part of a pre-battle ritual, as if he is addressing his enemy in a specific manner according to the protocal of the challenge. Since this is the only example of such formalized speech shown in the books, it would seem that the narrator, Tarl Cabot, is attempting to convey the usage of formal semi-archaic Gorean by translating it into a variation of ancient, extremely formal english, in this case adopting the "Thees" and "Thous" of old english. This is a rather common literary device, and is depicted below:]
   "Pray Thou to the Priest-Kings that the lance does not fall to me!"
--Nomads of Gor, pg. 19 (submitted by JaKil)

AND THE EYES HAVE IT...

     [The following was sent to me by Kalun Hail, and is, in effect, a short essay wherein he discusses a particular passage from the books. I have included it here since it has much merit, as have all of the quotations and comments which Kalun has sent me.]

Tal Marcus,    

I have found this section of "Savages of Gor" from page 257 to page 259 to be of extreme interest to me. As I have read, and reread it I have realized the truth of it. To me, the eye have always been one of the most profound parts of a slave. To paraphrase an old adage, they are the windows to the soul.

   `Stand straight,' called Grunt to the coffle, which, now, in our pause, had put down its burdens. `Keep your heads up, but do not meet his eyes. It is you who are the merchandise, the beauties, the slaves, not he. It is not yours to examine, but to be examined, not yours to consider, but to be considered.'"

   In an average "vanilla" relationship the eyes are often guarded, or generally ignored because of what can be transmitted through them.

   "I thought Grunt was wise not to have the girls look into the eyes of the Fleer warrior. Such an exchange of glances or looks, can be like an electric shock, an encounter almost fearfully significant. Who knows what each might recognize in the eyes of the other? Does she see in his eyes that he is one such as might be her master? Does he see in her eyes that she is one who could not help but acknowledge herself and soon, despite what she might now take to be her desires, his helpless and natural slave? Sometimes, at as little as a meeting of eyes, masters and slaves know one another. `I must have her. She is mine,' he tells himself. `I belong to him. I am his slave,' her hearts whispers to her."

   Whereas, in the relationship between Master and slave there is a much deeper truism, realism, belief in the natural order.

   "This matter of eye contact is interesting and has many facets. One of the most initially frightening and disturbing things to Earth women brought to Gor as slaves is the way Gorean men look at them. They are not used to being looked at as women, truly, with appraisal, desire and ownership. This tends, in the beginning, when they are still new to their collars, to confuse and frighten them, but also, of course, as it will continue to do, and even more powerfully, to stimulate them. It is the first time that they have found themselves in the order of nature, and as what they are, and it is the first time that they have found themselves being looked at, frankly, and honestly, within the order of nature, and as what they are, females, appropriate objects of male predation and desire. This recognition of her femaleness, and this joy in release and self-discovery, often comes as a stunning revelation to the Earth female. Never again, once having discovered this, does she retreat to the conditioned ideals of neuterism and pseudomasculinity, nor, indeed, even if she desired to do so, would her masters permit it. Sometimes in training, incidentally, or as a discipline or punishment, the slave is not permitted to look into the eyes of the master. Indeed, sometimes, in training, she is not permitted to raise her eyes above the belt of the trainer. Also, it must be recognized that many slaves often, and perhaps all slaves sometimes, find it difficult to look into the eyes of the master. He, after all, holds total power over them and they fear to displease him. What if he should interpret her gaze as suggesting the least insubordination or insolence? Are they truly prepared to have the soles of their feet lashed or to live on bread crusts for the next five days? But, on the other hand, there is, on Gor, in circles of the mastery, no discouragement, commonly, of eye contact between masters and slaves."

   Go back and read that last line carefully. What is it saying to you? Simply, eye contact. Something that slaves fear because of what can be read in them. This does not me that a slave should look into the eyes of any Master at any time, but only when the Master has given the slave the right to do so.

   "Indeed, in the deep and profound relationships of love and bondage, such eye contact is usually welcomed and encouraged. What can be understood of the glances of masters and slaves by those who have been united only in lesser relationships? Too, to be sure, from the practical point of view, it is useful for the girl to be able to look into the eyes of the master. In this way she may be able to better read his moods, and desires, and, accordingly, be able the better to serve him, in the process perhaps saving herself a few cuffings and beatings, such as might be garnered by a less alert, more slothful, laxer girl. To be sure, all girls, upon occasion, are cuffed or beaten. This is good for them, and helps to remind them that they are slaves.Beauty in a slave girl, incidentally, and most slaves are beautiful, for this is the sort of woman that tends to be enslaved, does not excuse poor service. The most beautiful girl must serve with the same perfection as the lesser girl. Gorean masters are uncompromising on this point."

   Just as this passage has stated, there is good reason for a slave to look into her Master's eyes. Mainly so that she can better serve him, better understand his mood, and be proactive in serving him by seeing in his eyes what he wants, and by doing so, avoid punishment, unless of course, he so chooses to punish her anyway.

   "From the point of view of the master, too, not only is it pleasant to look into the eyes of a slave, but there are certain practical advantages attached to doing so. For example, one might, in her eyes, read desire, and thus order her to perform an act which she, even though a slave, might not have dared to beg to perform, or, say, by looking into her eyes, one might determine if she has been up to something or has neglected something to which she should have attended. Has she been into the sweets? Has she, perhaps gossiping and dawdling with the other girls, been amiss in the discharge of her duties? Perhaps the shopping has not yet been done? Perhaps the laundry has not yet been finished? Such infractions call for discipline. But perhaps, in lieu of discipline, the master will accept the performance of desperate placatory services on the part of the offending slave. The decision is his. I would, incidentally, advise the slave to be superb."

   Personal experience has shown that it is both easy to read a slave and pleasurable to look into the eyes of a slave.

   As I go out and about my business I tend to look at the women somewhat differently than others do, Yes, Like any human male I will absorb the curves of a sultry wench first, Then I will turn my attention to the eyes, finding what I can see within them. It tends to disconcert them rather quickly which I must say I tend to chuckle in response.

   I believe that the eyes are a much ignored feature in a slave, both by the Master and the slave herself. Just something I have noticed in my travels about IRC Gor. A feature that should be better explored by all concerned.

I wish you well,

Kalun

QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS

Q:   This girl has been re-reading the source books, slowly but surely, and she read where the Priest Kings (and Kurii) use a particular brand on those in service to them on Earth and the Steel Worlds. This girl wonders why they would brand those on Earth with the lock and moon brand ...wouldn't that be hard to explain on Earth ? and if the Priest Kings are to be so superior in intelligence and technology doesn't it stand to reason that they would know and would be able to summon anyone in their service as they did to Tarl Cabot in both book one and seven years later in book two ?
(submitted by felina{HoM})

A:   Well, first of all, remember the most common location for brands on a Gorean slave's body: high on the outside of the thigh (the hip), the foot and the belly. If one assumes that these girls are common thigh-branded girls, then the mark would hardly be noticeable (unless one was looking for it). Gorean slave garments commonly possess no "nether-closure" or crotch, allowing them to be lifted at will for a brand check. Also most camisks are cut high to expose the brand.

     On Earth, wearing Earth clothing, the brand would be concealed even by a pair of panties, assuming it was placed on the outer thigh where the sides of the panties would cover it, like Earth girls who get tattoos on the hip, which they must be entirely naked (or pantiless) to display. Add such items of clothing as bluejeans or dresses to the mix, and you can see how such a brand would be easily overlooked by unknowledgeable Earth men and women. Also, Earth custom does not commonly allow for such things as brand-checks and forced strippings. So there you go.

     As far as the brand being in place for the Priest Kings to locate their servants, that seems to have little to do with it. The reason that slaves belonging to Priest Kings (or to Kurii) are branded while in service on Earth is undoubtedly to make their identification easier for other Gorean human agents also on Earth, and to facilitate their recognition as what they are: slaves in the service of alien Masters.

Q:   What city is closest to the Sardar Mountains?
(submitted by karisa)

A:   According to the books, the nearest settlements to the Sardar Mountains which are specifically mentioned are Harfax and Esalinius, which are both located within 100 pasangs of the edge of the woods of Clearchus. That puts them both about 80 or 90 pasangs West of the Sardar.

     There are few settlements located near the Sardar Mountains., since according to Gorean custom and mythology the Sardar are a holy place, reserved for the Priest Kings alone. Since anyone who climbs the Sardar Mountains vanishes, usually to turn up dead at the foot of the mountains or in a nearby gorge or crevice in a couple of weeks, that kind of makes sense.

     The only real activity around the Sardar seems to be the Sardar Fairs which take place at the foot of the mountains four times a year. These are large semi-temporary encampments made up mostly of tents and temporary structures, with a few permanent structures scattered here and there, among them the huge wooden "Sardar Gate" which admits brave pilgrims into the environs of the Priest Kings themselves, from which few if any ever return. Leading up to this gate and surrounding it for perhaps ten square pasangs are the platforms, rough structures and outbuildings about which are erected the temporary tents and such, sort of like a modern Olympic village.

QUOTES OF INTEREST

   "Gone from my mind suddenly were the brooding on realities and truths that might not be disclosed to men. It is enough to know that they exist. One need not stand forever, one's face pressed against a wall that may not be penetrated. One must turn one's back in time upon the impenetrable wall. One must laugh, one must cry out, and be a man. Man can think; he must act. In the midst of impenetrable mysteries, not caring for him, beyond him, he behaves, he chooses, he acts. Wisdom decrees that the fruit of thought must not be planted where it cannot bear fruit."
--pg.258, Tribesmen of Gor
   "Within the boundaries of his own being, in that bright realm, let him claim the supremacy which is his; it will remain vacant, unless he seize upon it. It is his; he may take it or not. All else is the night and darkness. Music he will make among the stones and silence. He will sing for his own ears; the justification is himself and the song. To what must he be true, if not himself? To what else should he be true? He is born a hunter. Let him not forget the taste of meat."
--pg.258-259, Tribesmen of Gor
   "He who surrenders his mastery surrenders his manhood. I wondered what those who flocked like sheep to their own castration received in recompense for their manhood. I supposed it must be very valuable. But if this were so, why did they feel it necessary to shrill so petulantly at others, those who scorned them and had chosen different paths?"
--pg.176, Players of Gor
   "Many men think they know what they will do, but when the moment comes it seems it does not always turn out as expected. Sometimes he who thinks he is brave learns he is a coward, and sometimes, too, I suppose, he who thought himself a coward learns that he is brave."
--pg.277, Players of Gor
   "`You are a mercenary,' he said.
   `Perhaps,' I said, `but I choose my wars with care.'"
--pg.31, Beasts of Gor
"`Civilized men,' said Samos, `the small and pale, the righteous, the learned, the smug, the supercillious, the weak-stomached and contemptuous, stand upon the shoulders of forgotten, bloody giants.'
   I shrugged.
   `You are such a giant,' he said.
   `No,' I said, `I am only a tarnsman, a nomad in unusual conflicts, a friend of the sword.'
   `Sometimes, said Samos, `I weep.' He looked at me. I had never before seen him in such a mood.
   `Is our struggle, if successful,' he asked, `to issue only in the victory of defeat, the triumph of the trivial and placid, the glorification of mediocrity?'
   `Perhaps,' I said.
   `Will our blood have been shed, he asked, to bring about so miniscule an achievement, the contentment of the herd browsing among the dunes of boredom?'
   `They will have their petty concerns,' I said, `which will seem important to them.'
   He looked down angrily.
   `And they will have their entertainments and their stimulations. There will be industries which will attempt to assuage their boredom.'
   `But will nothing truly matter?' he asked.
   `Perhaps men must sleep before they wake,' I said."
--pg.31-32, Beasts of Gor
   "Honor is important to Goreans, in a way that those of Earth might find it hard to understand; for example, those of Earth find it natural that men should go to war over matters of gold and riches, but not honor; the Gorean, contrariwise, is more willing to submit matters of honor to the abjudication of steel than he is matters of riches and gold; there is a simple explanation for this; honor is more important to him."
--pg.42, Beasts of Gor
   "I wanted to scream with agony, but I was silent. I wanted to tear at my body with my fingernails, but I lay still.
   I was pleased.
   The moons were beautiful."
--pg.177, Vagabonds of Gor
   "Ar bleeds."
--Marcus Marcelliani, p.103, Magicians of Gor

My Quote for the Week:
"With great suddenness I realized that what I knew, and what others knew, would make no difference to the world of Gor."
--p 298, Priest Kings of Gor

     That's pretty much it. I managed to squeeze in the majority of my catalogued quotations this week, not wanting them to go to waste. I hope those who have read this column have found it enlightening and entertaining, since it was great fun for me to write it. To those of you who have enjoyed the quotes and opinions I have presented here, I urge you to keep fighting the good fight in an effort to keep online Gor as Gorean as possible. And for the record, I never did find an actual book quote which mentions either a "taba," or the significance of "black slave silks." Or a definitive quotation which speaks specifically of "white Ka-la-na." (I did find one which mentions "light Ka-la-na," though I would hardly classify that as definitive). Nor have I ever managed to track down any reference to the slave positions Karta or Sula-Ki. And not for lack of trying, either.

     Nevertheless, human nature being what it is, I suppose we can expect people to customize their versions of Gor to suit their own tastes. As for me, I'll just stick with what the books do say. God knows, the information contained therein should be enough for anyone. Whenever I pick up one of those books, even after re-reading them countless times, I still learn something new about Gor, every time. So in that respect, just reading the Gor books is its own reward. Entertaining, informative, and always a breath of fresh air from another world, one which anyone can visit just by opening the cover of Tarnsman of Gor and reading those five classic words which begin the entire saga: "My name is Tarl Cabot..."

And if anyone ever needs to find me, that's where I'll be.
To all those who would be of Gor... I wish you well!
_Marcus_
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