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It is best to dispense at once with the salacious stuff of Charlie Newman\u2019s life: he was a drunk, a bastard, and a boor. His marriages did not last. His books did not bring fame. When not poisoning his liver or relations with both family and fellow writers, he taught college, smoked a pipe, and trained dogs.<\/p>\n

Only the very last of these facts is relevant when reading In Partial Disgrace<\/em>, a fantastically odd posthumous novel for those who like their beauty strange, their plots unruly, their ideas ambitious. It has been patched together by his nephew Ben Ryder Howe\u2014a former editor at The Paris Review<\/em>\u2013and released this spring by Dalkey Archive Press<\/a>. The book is set in a fictional European land called Cannonia, its history based on that of Hungary but its name quite clearly derived from the Latin for dog, canis<\/i>. The main character, Felix Aufidius Pzalmanazar, is a dog breeder, and there are roughly 0.7 references to the canine species on each page of this gorgeous mess of a novel, which is what Pale Fire<\/em> (a novel Newman adored) might have read like if given a heavy-handed edit by Cesar \u201cThe Dog Whisperer\u201d Millan. <\/p>\n

The dogs Newman bred in real life he called the Uplander\u2014a reference to a remote Shenandoah Valley breeding facility he ran with two partners. As the novelist Joshua Cohen notes in his introduction to the novel, this was a Hungarian breed commonly called the Wirecoat Vizsla<\/a>, which \u201c[Newman] managed to smuggle into the States\u201d after visiting the Central European nation during the relatively gentle \u201cGoulash communism\u201d years of the 1980s and 90s. A brochure from Hungry Mother Kennels from 1989 called \u201cEverything You Wanted to Know (and more) About THE UPLANDER: America\u2019s Newest & Most Versatile Dog Breed\u201d is plainly revealing of Newman\u2019s canine outlook on life. To call the pamphlet rhapsodic is an understatement. According to Newman, the Uplander is in possession of a \u201cfine temperament,\u201d which \u201ccan be defined as full enthusiasm without nervous tension.\u201d How\u2019s that for hyperbole? \u201cTheir fearlessness is based on self-confidence more than aggression, just as their protective instinct seems more family oriented than territorial.\u201d This goes on for twelve single-spaced pages—far more a love poem than a sales pitch.<\/p>\n

Ezra Pound once wrote, in a joking little poem<\/a>, that \u201cWhen I carefully consider the curious habits of dogs\u00a0 \/ I am compelled to conclude \/ That man is the superior animal.\u201d Newman\u2019s novel is almost a direct refutation of that point, juxtaposing the self-control and nobility of dogs with the savage venality of man, awash in the blood of rival nations and empires and lacking faith to all but the cruelest of masters. Because Howe assembled the novel from notes that Newman left behind after passing away in 2006<\/a>, In Partial Disgrace<\/em> does not have much narrative cohesion, its story alternating between Iulus, the son of Felix, and Rufus, a CIA operative retrospectively reflecting on Iulus\u2019s career as a \u201ctriple agent\u201d who passes information to the Soviets, Americans, and Cannonians alike. The central action, however, involves Felix attempting to provide the Professor with a well-trained dog. The latter, a psychologist from the land of \u201cTherapeia,\u201d is an obvious stand-in for Freud, whom Newman appears to have disliked nearly as much as Nabokov did (probably because both men were romantics pining for a pre-modern Europe whose death Freud in effect announced).<\/p>\n

Howe salvaged In Partial Disgrace<\/em> from multiple drafts, much as Michael Pietsch recently did with David Foster Wallace\u2019s posthumous Pale King<\/em>, and there result is a sort of Boschian landscape that treats mystery as superior to cohesion. And that\u2019s fine, because Newman was not, as far as I can tell, much of a plotter anyway—the richness of his imagination did not go to inventing narrative twists and turns. That would have been too facile, would smack too much of childish diversion. Nor can I say that his characters are memorable in the way that, say, Herzog or Mrs. Dalloway are memorable.<\/p>\n

But I can forgive Newman his shortcomings as a novelist, and you should, too. For he had the gift of wisdom and understood, further, that the purpose of literature was to transmit this wisdom to his readers. I do not mean that he was a sage, but only that he sought insight, and then to dress that insight into the resplendent vestments of art. A star student of literature at Yale who later edited the TriQuarterly Review<\/em>, Newman could write with the grace of Nabokov while wielding what Hemingway called the writer\u2019s most indispensable tool: a \u201cbullshit detector.\u201d<\/p>\n

That insight comes from a feeling of remove. When Iulus describes his father, it is clear that Newman is talking about himself: \u201che was proud to take his place as a contrarian crank in a technological, profane, ego-based, and psychologically-oriented world,\u201d later adding that \u201che knew we were entering the age of weakening reality.\u201d The dogs that both men\u2014the protagonist and his creator\u2014trained were a sort of bulwark against this weakening.<\/p>\n

As Howe told me, there is \u201cremarkable consistency from book to book in Charlie\u2019s ideas … the ideas aren\u2019t inchoate or haphazard.\u201d Though he published other novels, like White Jazz<\/em> and There Must Be More to Love Than Death<\/em>, it is 1985\u2019s The Post-Modern Aura<\/em>, a study of postmodern literature, that most intensely concentrates his worldview. If the Modernists had lamented the demise of the old order, Newman positively howled for it, lambasting the \u201cintrinsic devaluation of all received ideas.\u201d Little is spared in Newman\u2019s scorched-earth campaign against an age that is \u201cquintessentially one of instability with immobility. In cultural matters, inflation abstracts anxiety, suspends judgment, multiplies interpretation, diffuses rebellion, debases standards, dissipates energy, mutes confrontation, undermines institutions, subordinates techniques, polarizes theory, dilates style, dilutes content, hyperpluralizes the political and social order while homogenizing culture. Above all, inflation masks stasis.\u201d<\/p>\n

But this sort of thing is too much on its own, like coffee without sugar or milk. A critic in the Los Angeles Times<\/em><\/a> admired the book\u2019s energy while deriding its acidity, concluding that \u201cNewman is a better novelist than he is a cultural critic.\u201d I agree. In Partial Disgrace<\/em> (is the title starting to make sense yet?) is far mellower, Newman\u2019s ideas attenuated just enough by all the necessary allegories of fiction. Plus, while The Post-Modern Aura<\/em> merely rails against man, In Partial Disgrace<\/em> finds affirmation in the dog\u2014which, when properly trained by Felix, is a creature of dignity and control, unlike its human counterparts, who are forever making war, never content to just lay out in the sun, to lap at water, to merely live. Felix\u2019s dog-breeding is based on an unshakeable article of faith: as he tells the oft-skeptical Professor, \u201cUltimately, the dog believes in civility.\u201d<\/p>\n

But that civility does not come about on its own\u2014neither in humans, nor dogs, nor any other species. Newman calls Felix \u201ca strong believer in the leash.\u201d This lament for order may remind you of Yeats\u2019s warning that \u201cthe falcon cannot hear the falconer.\u201d More proximal and mundane is the recommendation of the Cesar Millan, the celebrity dog trainer, who advises a fixed-length leash for walking dogs<\/a>, since flexi-leashes \u201cmake it harder for you to communicate with your dog and easier for her to go wherever she wants.\u201d Once has the feeling that Cesar and Felix would have been good friends.<\/p>\n

As for Felix and the Professor, that is another matter. As the two \u201cpractice their competing therapies upon the dog in question,\u201d it becomes clear that Felix sees his cerebral client as removed from the elemental energies that would make one attuned to other beings, whether human or canine. Felix says of him that he is \u201cclouded by misunderstandings of a literary nature.\u201d His intellect is vast but ungrounded, leading to the free-form \u201ccreativity\u201d that Newman derides in The Post-Modern Aura<\/em> for bringing about the \u201csheer quantity and incoherence of information.\u201d<\/p>\n

Iulus remains a secondary character, Ishmael to his father\u2019s Ahab. It\u2019s worth noting, however, that his full name is Coriolan Iulus, the first of those names deriving from that of the misanthropic Greek general of whom Shakespeare says, in \u201cCoriolanus\u201d: \u201cHe\u2019s a very dog to the commonalty,\u201d suspicious of Greek democracy for the civic chaos it supposedly engenders. \u00a0<\/p>\n

All this may lead you to conclude that Newman is a conservative crank pining for some Nietzschean fever dream of a Europe rife with Wagnerian warriors. I think he is, rather, a disappointed romantic (though maybe all romantics are disappointed) who believed that his fellow man was not at his best in the twentieth century. Few but the most Panglossian optimists would argue that point. Thus both Felix and Newman turn to dogs, perfecting what they could of the world. An older Iulus recollects \u201cfather\u2019s fine dogs, those superior animals who moved through life with aristocratic detachment and dignity, cool and not always accessible.\u201d<\/p>\n

As Newman put it in his dog-breeding pamphlet, \u201cWith such dogs we take their canine attributes\u2014devotion, beauty and utility\u2014for granted, and call [them] \u2018almost human,\u2019 by which we tend to flatter ourselves.\u201d Such flattery was not for Newman. The humanity he saw may have been partially disgraced. The dog remained exalted.<\/p>\n

Alexander Nazaryan is a writer living in Brooklyn.<\/em><\/p>\n

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