{"id":4108,"date":"2022-01-10T22:17:47","date_gmt":"2022-01-10T22:17:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost:8000\/?page_id=4108"},"modified":"2025-05-31T02:44:18","modified_gmt":"2025-05-31T09:44:18","slug":"chasing-the-dragon","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.catholicboy.com\/WP\/research\/academic-studies-of-jim-carroll\/chasing-the-dragon\/","title":{"rendered":"Chasing the Dragon: The Junky as 20th Century Hero"},"content":{"rendered":"<table width=\"99%\" align=\"left\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td align=\"left\"><!--printstart--><br \/>\n<!-- HEADER END --> <!-- BEGIN BODY CONTENT -->Chasing the Dragon: <span class=\"Subtitle\">The Junky as 20th Century Hero<br \/>\n<\/span><span class=\"byline\"><a href=\"&#x6d;&#x61;&#x69;&#x6c;&#x74;&#x6f;&#x3a;&#x50;&#x45;&#x52;&#x52;&#x49;&#x4e;&#x53;&#x40;&#x6c;&#x69;&#x76;&#x68;&#x6f;&#x70;&#x65;&#x2e;&#x61;&#x63;&#x2e;&#x75;&#x6b;\">Stephen Perrin<\/a><br \/>\nDoctoral Dissertation<br \/>\nUniversity of Manchester (UK), 1993<\/span><\/p>\n<h2>CHAPTER 4: THE TRICKSTER<\/h2>\n<p class=\"pullquote\"><i>Dragons live for ever, but not so little boys.<\/i><br \/>\n&#8212; &#8220;Puff the Magic Dragon&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Like lesser mortals the hero does not come into this world fully formed. As Powers<br \/>\npoints out, even comic book heroes begin their lives with what is known as an &#8220;origin<br \/>\nstory&#8221; which purports to explain the source of the hero&#8217;s extraordinary powers and<br \/>\nhis motivation for dedicating his energies to the good of the community rather than merely<br \/>\nseeking personal gain. <a href=\"#1\"><sup>1 <\/sup><\/a> The first of Alexander Salkind&#8217;s series of <i>Superman<\/i><br \/>\nmovies (Richard Donner 1978), it will be remembered, showed the young Clark Kent in a<br \/>\nstate of confusion over the nature of his identity and his mission on earth. The reason<br \/>\nfor this was that the powers-that-be did not consider a raw adolescent to be a suitable<br \/>\ncandidate for the job of saviour of the Western hemisphere, whatever his physical prowess.<br \/>\nAncient wisdom confirms this theory. The initial cycle of the hero myth, as outlined by<br \/>\nPaul Radin in his 1948 study <i>Hero Cycles of the Winnebago<\/i> and later elaborated by<br \/>\nJung and Henderson, is the Trickster cycle. By no means unique to native American culture<br \/>\n&#8211; Greek, Chinese, Japanese and Semitic variations on the theme exist &#8211; the Trickster cycle<br \/>\nfollows the progress of the embryonic &#8220;creator of the world and establisher of<br \/>\nculture&#8221; through forty-nine, frequently bawdy and often hilarious, episodes as this<br \/>\ninitially unconscious being learns to differentiate between good and evil, order and<br \/>\nchaos, pleasure and pain. <a href=\"#2\"><sup>2<\/sup><\/a> Initially at one with nature and at odds with<br \/>\nhumanity, Trickster slowly and painfully reverses his position and moves towards<br \/>\nsocialization as he comes to accept the bounds of his physical identity, his sexuality and<br \/>\nhis responsibility for his own actions. According to Henderson:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>The Trickster cycle corresponds to the earliest and least developed period of life.<br \/>\nTrickster is a figure whose physical appetites dominate his behaviour; he has the<br \/>\nmentality of an infant. Lacking any purpose beyond the gratification of his primary needs,<br \/>\nhe is cruel, cynical, and unfeeling. <sup><a href=\"#3\">3<\/a><\/sup><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>For Jung Trickster &#8220;is obviously a &#8216;psychologem&#8217;, an archetypal psychic structure<br \/>\nof extreme antiquity. In his clearest manifestations he is a faithful copy of an<br \/>\nabsolutely undifferentiated human consciousness, corresponding to a psyche that has hardly<br \/>\nleft the animal level&#8221; (Radin p.200). Or, to use the more widely recognized Freudian<br \/>\nterminology, Trickster is pure id and, as such, has the potential to be the type of<br \/>\nrevolutionary hero likely to give way to the excess which certain Romantic minds<br \/>\nconsidered to lead to the Palace of Wisdom.<\/p>\n<p>Once again, the hero and the dragon are one, Jung seeing Trickster as a collective<br \/>\npersonification of the shadow and stating:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>He is a forerunner of the saviour, and, like him, God, man, and animal at once. He is<br \/>\nboth subhuman and superhuman, a bestial and divine being, whose chief and most alarming<br \/>\ncharacteristic is his unconsciousness. (ibid. pp.201-2)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Not bound by sex, Trickster is able to change gender at will (cf. Episode 20) and,<br \/>\nconsequently, is associated in some myths with the primal man-woman who created the<br \/>\nuniverse. Karl Ker\u00e9nyi (ibid. pp.175-9) sees European parallels in the Greek gods Hermes<br \/>\nand Heraclese and in the &#8220;picaro&#8221; (central character of the picaresque novel),<br \/>\nTrickster showing a similar refusal to be tied down to geographical or social situations<br \/>\nand frequently causing disaster owing to his unconscious nature. Like all aspects of the<br \/>\nhero, Trickster is a dynamic symbol with constantly renewed historical relevance. Radin<br \/>\nstates:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>The symbol which Trickster embodies is not a static one. It contains within itself the<br \/>\npromise of differentiation, the promise of god and man. For this reason every generation<br \/>\noccupies itself with interpreting Trickster anew. No generation understands him fully but<br \/>\nno generation can do without him. Each had to include him in all its theologies, in all<br \/>\nits cosmogonies, despite the fact that it is realized that he did not fit properly into<br \/>\nany of them, for he represents not only the undifferentiated and distant past, but<br \/>\nlikewise the undifferentiated present within every individual. This constitutes his<br \/>\nuniversal and persistent attraction. And so he became and remained everything to every man<br \/>\n&#8211; god, animal, human being, hero, buffoon, he who was before good and evil, denier,<br \/>\naffirmer, destroyer and creator. If we laugh at him, he grins at us. What happens to him<br \/>\nhappens to us. (169)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Back in the early 1950s the middle-aged junky William Lee, while hiding from the law in<br \/>\nMexico City, was amazed to hear stories from the States of a new breed of adolescent<br \/>\nopiate addicts. <a href=\"#4\"><sup>4 <\/sup><\/a> Since that time, however, much ink has been spilt in<br \/>\nall branches of the media in documenting the activities of juvenile junkies. Inevitably<br \/>\nthis has led to the emergence of junky Trickster heroes whose stories, as I shall reveal,<br \/>\ndisplay a number of striking parallels with their mythical precursor. From <i>The Wild<br \/>\nBoys<\/i> (1971) onwards Burroughs shifted his own centre of emphasis onto adolescent<br \/>\nprotagonists, the central persona of William Lee giving way to that of Audrey (later Kim)<br \/>\nCarsons, in fact a move back in time to examine the early fantasy existence of the same<br \/>\ncharacter. Taking a more conventionally chronological approach, writers like Jim Carroll<br \/>\nand Danny Sugerman have reported on their own adolescence, creating characters who, like<br \/>\nTrickster, reject the principle of order to lead the instinctual life and are eventually<br \/>\npunished for doing so.<\/p>\n<p>According to Radin there are two sides to Trickster&#8217;s character, that of &#8220;divine<br \/>\nculture hero&#8221; and that of &#8220;divine buffoon&#8221; (p.125). Wakdjunkaga, the<br \/>\nWinnebago Trickster, for example, begins his existence as a desocialised being, &#8220;an<br \/>\nutter fool, a breaker of the most holy taboos, a destroyer of the most sacred<br \/>\nobjects&#8221; (p.133) and, as such, he is not unique to American society. Looking back on<br \/>\nthe English punk phenomenon ten years after its inception Iain Chambers describes the<br \/>\nmovement as &#8220;a dramatic illustration of the alarming advancement of Britain&#8217;s<br \/>\ndiseased state&#8221;. <a href=\"#5\"><sup>5 <\/sup><\/a> That a sensible commentator could use such<br \/>\nextreme terminology for what now appears such a harmless historical event seems<br \/>\nextraordinary. Hindsight, though, can sometimes cause culture-blindness. Marcuse, of<br \/>\ncourse, famously claimed that mainstream capitalist culture castrates the deviant by<br \/>\naccepting him into its bosom with open arms. This process takes time, however, and it is<br \/>\neasy to forget the general hostility towards punk in Britain in the late 1970s.<\/p>\n<p>Both Nina Antonia&#8217;s biography of Johnny Thunders and Fred and Judy Vermoral&#8217;s <i>Sex<br \/>\nPistols: The Inside Story<\/i> (1987) show that during 1977 the Heartbreakers, a gang of<br \/>\ngenuine New York junkies, were wandering around the British Isles making very little<br \/>\neffort to conceal their drug preferences yet remaining unmolested as the media, the police<br \/>\nand the patriotic yob element showed themselves to be more interested in the Sex Pistols,<br \/>\na group of lager louts from London who happened to have broken one of their society&#8217;s most<br \/>\nholy taboos by making a record which expressed less than flattering ideas about the<br \/>\nreigning monarch.<\/p>\n<p>The most obvious Trickster figure within the Sex Pistols organization, and the most<br \/>\nrelevant for our study as he made the transition from lager lout to junky, was bass<br \/>\nguitarist Sid Vicious. The undifferentiated state of Vicious&#8217; personality is undisputed.<br \/>\nSex Pistols&#8217; secretary, Sophie Richmond, described the twenty-year-old in her diary as<br \/>\n&#8220;Very insecure and young&#8221; while Antonia suggests that Vicious&#8217; use of opiates<br \/>\nstemmed from his &#8220;childish admiration&#8221; of Thunders. <a href=\"#6\"><sup>6 <\/sup><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Added late to the band as, if the animated credits to Julian Temple&#8217;s <i>The Great<br \/>\nRock&#8217;n&#8217;Roll Swindle<\/i> (1979) are to be believed, &#8220;The Gimmick&#8221;, Vicious was<br \/>\nhospitalized with hepatitis only two months after being recruited (Vermoral p.74) but, as<br \/>\nvisual documents of the time display, he played his given role well. Previous to his<br \/>\narrival the one visual asset possessed by the group had been the Dickensian dementia of<br \/>\nsinger Johnny Rotten. Vicious added a brooding violence to the proceedings and a keen eye<br \/>\nfor outlaw chic. As can be seen from the <i>God Save The Queen<\/i> video (May 1977), Bruce<br \/>\nSpringsteen stole the bandanna-hanging-out-of-the-back-pocket idea from Sid and by the<br \/>\npromotional clip for <i>Pretty Vacant<\/i>, three months later, the bassist had the black<br \/>\nleather jacket and stoned slouch perfected, gazing at the camera with hooded eyes like the<br \/>\nshadow incarnate.<\/p>\n<p>There was, however, always something quintessentially English and adolescent about the<br \/>\nSex Pistols and when stretched over a longer period of time &#8211; Temple&#8217;s dramatized<br \/>\ndocumentary, for example &#8211; it becomes obvious that Vicious has taken the Keith<br \/>\nRichards\/Johnny Thunders junky look back to its source: the British cartoon Trickster<br \/>\nDennis The Menace. An archetypical naughty schoolboy and junior Anarchist first drawn by<br \/>\nDavid Law in 1951 and ascending to the front page of the <i>Beano<\/i> in 1974, Dennis<br \/>\nbelongs to a comic tradition in which rebellious youth strikes against the arbitrary adult<br \/>\nauthority of parents, teachers and police with the weapons of &#8220;play&#8221; and<br \/>\n&#8220;fantasy&#8221;, though, in true Trickster fashion, the rebellion is quelled at the<br \/>\nend of each episode through the pain of a spanking from the adult controllers. <a href=\"#7\"><sup>7 <\/sup><\/a> His Trickster-like affinity with the natural world is shown by his close<br \/>\nrelationship with his practically identical, though somewhat less articulate, dog,<br \/>\nGnasher, and his equally anarchic occasional pet pig, Rasher. In true Trickster fashion<br \/>\nthe Menace has managed to inspire antipathy right across the political spectrum &#8211; from<br \/>\n&#8220;concerned&#8221; parents and right-wing law enforcers to feminists, librarians and<br \/>\ndeconstructionists &#8211; while keeping the youth of Great Britain entertained for over forty<br \/>\nyears, and in the cartoon credits to Temple&#8217;s film the representation of Vicious is<br \/>\nclearly based on the figure of Dennis, no doubt sparking off a whole network of cultural<br \/>\nreferences in the minds of the audience. As the film progresses we see Vicious playing out<br \/>\nhis Trickster role to the hilt. For his performance of <i>Somethin&#8217; Else<\/i> Sid perfectly<br \/>\nparodies his own public image, staggering out of bed in soiled bikini underpants, the<br \/>\ncrotch of which is emblazoned with a swastika, and climbing straight onto the motorcycle<br \/>\nconveniently parked in his bedroom, from which he obligingly mimes the old Eddie Cochran<br \/>\nnumber while girlfriend Nancy Spungen lifts her pink sunglasses to look on with heavily<br \/>\ndrugged eyes. After feigning his famous slashing-the-chest-with-a-broken- bottle routine<br \/>\nSid goes on to add further to the coffers of Cochran&#8217;s heirs by performing <i>C&#8217;Mon<br \/>\nEverybody<\/i>, once again on the bike, this time in front of a countryside backdrop.<\/p>\n<p>The scenes in Paris show Vicious&#8217; Trickster-like lack of ethics and desire to shock as<br \/>\nhe wanders the streets wearing a swastika t-shirt frightening housewives, threatening an<br \/>\nold man with a knife, eating too much strawberry cake and hitting a prostitute in the face<br \/>\nwith the residue and just generally being a naughty schoolboy. As a climax to the film the<br \/>\nerstwhile bassist&#8217;s legendary white-tuxedoed performance of <i>My Way<\/i> is cut with news<br \/>\nclippings detailing his arrest for the murder of Spungen. To emphasise his junky outlaw<br \/>\npersona Sid mimes &#8220;I shot it up and kicked it out&#8221; &#8211; replacing Sinatra&#8217;s equally<br \/>\nindelicate &#8220;I ate it up and spit it out&#8221; with something at least grammatically<br \/>\ncorrect &#8211; and then goes into what Jung would no doubt describe as one of Trickster&#8217;s<br \/>\n&#8220;pointless orgies of destruction&#8221; (Radin p.196), pulling out a pistol and<br \/>\nshooting several members of the audience before making his disgruntled exit. The film ends<br \/>\nwith a collage of &#8220;Sid is Dead&#8221; headlines documenting an event which those who<br \/>\noversaw Vicious&#8217; career had seen for some time as being inevitable. An extract from<br \/>\nRichmond&#8217;s diary recording a conversation with the Pistols&#8217; manager, Malcolm McLaren,<br \/>\nshows this to the case: &#8220;Emma found Sid a flat in Maida Vale, unfurnished, 7 year<br \/>\nlease &#8211; (1984 it ends up). When I phoned Malcolm to OK it he said that&#8217;s fine, he&#8217;ll be<br \/>\ndead by then. True enough&#8230;&#8221; (Vermoral p.107).<\/p>\n<p>Despite these comments it would be wrong to accuse McLaren of controlling Trickster. It<br \/>\nis in Trickster&#8217;s nature that he is out of control, as the Vermorels&#8217; interviews with<br \/>\nVicious show. Though often incoherent and confused, however, Vicious can, at times, be<br \/>\nquite articulate in an adolescent sort of way, stating clearly his disapproval of adult<br \/>\nhypocrisy &#8211; &#8220;I hate insincerity&#8221; (ibid. p.172) &#8211; and his desire to stay in the<br \/>\nTrickster state: &#8220;Grown-ups have just no intelligence at all. As soon as somebody<br \/>\nstops being a kid, they stop being aware&#8221; (ibid. p.170). Vicious, in fact, presents<br \/>\nhimself as being at such an undifferentiated stage of development that he has yet to<br \/>\nacquire personal tastes of anything other than a negative nature &#8211; &#8220;I don&#8217;t like<br \/>\nanything particularly&#8221; (ibid. 173) &#8211; and it was only when Spungen introduced him to<br \/>\nopiates that he could find anything to do with his newfound wealth: &#8220;I can think of <i>one<br \/>\nthing<\/i> to do with money. (<i>He and Nancy laugh.<\/i>) One thing. That&#8217;s what I do with<br \/>\nall my money. Every halfpenny of it&#8221; (ibid. 172). McLaren, then, did not control<br \/>\nTrickster but he did find ways to successfully market Trickster and this process did not<br \/>\nstop with Vicious&#8217; death.<\/p>\n<p>In Alex Cox&#8217;s dramatized film biography, <i>Sid &amp; Nancy<\/i> (1986), we are<br \/>\npresented with Vicious&#8217; story couched in the director&#8217;s own ideological framework. Cox&#8217;s<br \/>\nviewpoint is telegraphed by the fact that Sid&#8217;s famous swastika t- shirt is replaced in<br \/>\nthe film by a natty hammer and sickle number. Though an Englishman, Cox was in America<br \/>\nduring the British punk explosion and, hence, his stylized view of the English scene often<br \/>\nlooks suspiciously like the Californian aftermath with every audience member a Vicious<br \/>\nclone. Then again, perhaps the director was attempting to emphasise his subject&#8217;s<br \/>\npervasive cultural influence.<\/p>\n<p>In the film&#8217;s early English scenes Sid, despite the well publicised environmental<br \/>\nalienation of the punks, is the Trickster at one with his surroundings, playing out his<br \/>\nDennis the Menace role to the full. Whether smashing the windows of a Rolls Royce in Maida<br \/>\nVale then conversing tenderly with the small dog he finds inside the car, beating up a<br \/>\njournalist in a club or messing about in the street with his friend, Wally, Sid is a<br \/>\nworking-class hero who has transcended the mundanity of his given social position and<br \/>\nfound his true self in the world of play. The targets of his violence are always<br \/>\njustifiable within the political framework of the film, being representatives of the music<br \/>\nbusiness or wider British establishment. What is more, his Trickster&#8217;s luck keeps him free<br \/>\nfrom external forces of authority, his wild antics simply serving to beef up his public<br \/>\nimage. In the group sequences he is shown as musically inept but providing an edge of<br \/>\nvital anarchic energy to the band, an energy which contrasts sharply with our first view<br \/>\nof the languid Nancy, lying back smoking heroin and complaining about the lack of<br \/>\navailability of needles in the British Isles.<\/p>\n<p>As the film&#8217;s setting moves increasingly onto American soil Sid is robbed of his energy<br \/>\nand becomes completely alienated from his environment. He has been in New York for a week<br \/>\nbefore Nancy informs him that that is where he is and he is presented as a victim of<br \/>\nauthority from the opening scene in the Chelsea Hotel where the police find him in a<br \/>\ncatatonic trance beside Nancy&#8217;s corpse. Not surprisingly, before Nancy&#8217;s death when she is<br \/>\ntrying to persuade him to carry out their suicide pact, Sid states that he wants to go<br \/>\nback to England as that is the only place where he believes he can straighten himself out.<br \/>\nUltimately his lifeforce enjoys a brief triumph over her deathforce as he stabs his<br \/>\nover-demanding lover.<\/p>\n<p>Between these two scenes Vicious is shown falling increasingly under Nancy&#8217;s vampiric<br \/>\ninfluence. At their second meeting &#8211; when our hero has gone gallantly to the defence of<br \/>\nthe damsel in distress after she has been insulted by a washed-up rock star &#8211; Nancy tells<br \/>\nhim that he should &#8220;Never trust a junky&#8221;. She then goes on to prove the wisdom<br \/>\nof this statement by taking his money and leaving him to wait all night in the rain for<br \/>\nher return. Sid is presented as so innocent that he literally does not have the sense to<br \/>\ncome in out of the rain. When the couple are eventually reunited Sid loses his virgin<br \/>\nveins to Nancy, initial vomiting gives way to sex and the evil American goes on to use<br \/>\nopiates and sex to take away the vital Englishman&#8217;s lifeforce, reducing him to a stoned<br \/>\npuppet who repeats every word she says. The dragon, it would seem, has overcome the hero<br \/>\nbut the Pistols&#8217; chief image-maker can see the iconographic possibilities of all of this.<br \/>\nWhen Sid&#8217;s colleagues complain about the standard of his musicianship McLaren tells them:<br \/>\n&#8220;But Sidney&#8217;s more than a mere bass player. He&#8217;s a fabulous disaster. He&#8217;s a symbol,<br \/>\na metaphor. He embodies the dementia of a nihilistic generation. He&#8217;s a fuckin&#8217;<br \/>\nstar!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Freed from the object of his desires on the Pistols&#8217; American tour Sid regains some of<br \/>\nhis lost energy and reverts to his Trickster role. We see him insulting audiences,<br \/>\nfighting with cowboys and carving &#8220;Gimme A Fix&#8221; on his chest with a razorblade<br \/>\nin an attempt to entertain half a dozen Texan groupies, but with the band gone the final<br \/>\nthird of the film turns into the chronicle of two collapsing junkies.<\/p>\n<p>Again this part of the story is not free from Cox&#8217;s ideological commentary. In a set<br \/>\npiece scene in a methadone clinic a black Vietnam veteran relates the story of the CIA<br \/>\nflying heroin paid for by the taxpayer out of the Golden Triangle on US planes while he<br \/>\nand others fought the Cong &#8220;because smack is the great controller. It keeps people<br \/>\nstupid when they could be smart.&#8221; On the whole, however, what we get are the old<br \/>\nmundane junky details: scoring on the street by the bucket on a string method, being<br \/>\nmercilessly manipulated by the sleazy pusher, Bowery, shivering with junk sickness on the<br \/>\nsubway, vomiting in pain on a cold cell floor, endless hours of television, longer hours<br \/>\nof waiting, Sid mumbling &#8220;When was the last time we fucked?&#8221; and Nancy screaming<br \/>\n&#8220;And you didn&#8217;t even save me any&#8221; while she beats him for lapsing while she was<br \/>\naway.<\/p>\n<p>Nancy&#8217;s death is telegraphed in a number of ways. In this film&#8217;s version of My Way Sid<br \/>\nfinishes his act by shooting Nancy in the chest. She rises again, however, and joins him<br \/>\non stage wearing her blood-stained white wedding dress and a barbed wire tiara which<br \/>\nclosely resembles a crown of thorns. Later the couple discuss a suicide pact and Sid tells<br \/>\nNancy&#8217;s grandfather: &#8220;We&#8217;re gonna go out in a blaze of glory. But don&#8217;t worry, you&#8217;ll<br \/>\nbe proud of us&#8221;. An indifference to danger is displayed when the stoned couple are<br \/>\ndragged out of their burning hotel room by firefighters and, finally, Nancy buys the knife<br \/>\nwhich will be the instrument of her death. By this stage of the film her dialogue has been<br \/>\nreduced to variations on the theme of: &#8220;I wish I was fuckin&#8217; dead.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>It is worth noting here how much, by the late 1970s, rock and roll and junky ideology<br \/>\nhad become fused. While trying to persuade Sid to go through with their suicide pact<br \/>\nNancy, who is convinced that her lover&#8217;s career is washed up, yells: &#8220;Sid&#8230;the<br \/>\nglory!&#8221; The glory she is talking about includes the car crashes which ended the lives<br \/>\nof James Dean and Eddie Cochran and the plane wreck that finished off Buddy Holly, Richie<br \/>\nValence and J.P.Richardson as much as it does the overdoses of Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin<br \/>\nand their ilk. The Romantic concept of the early death has, of course, existed at least<br \/>\nsince the demise of Percy Bysshe Shelley and, by this point in history, the junky had<br \/>\nbecome one of many conspicuous cultural martyrs but there is still the sense that taking<br \/>\non the dragon is the most heroic of deaths in that it lessens the element of chance<br \/>\ninvolved in road, air or sea travel as the hero confronts the beast with his eyes open to<br \/>\nthe possibility of danger.<\/p>\n<p>One must ask, however, what exactly Alex Cox had in mind in making <i>Sid &amp; Nancy<\/i>.<br \/>\nVicious was, at best, a flawed icon who could never decide whether he wanted to be Eddie<br \/>\nCochran, Johnny Thunders or the third Kray twin. Equally, Cox never seems sure of the<br \/>\nimage he is trying to present. As stated above, the political stance of his film presents<br \/>\nSid as an innocent victim of external forces mainly portrayed through the character of<br \/>\nNancy. At times, however &#8211; the scene in which the hero and heroine act out Rodin&#8217;s <i>The<br \/>\nKiss<\/i> on a New York street while slow motion garbage falls around them &#8211; a romantic<br \/>\nwistfulness invades the vampiric treatment of the relationship. This particular scene is<br \/>\nso out of character with the rest of the film, though, that it smacks somewhat of a film<br \/>\nmaker who had for the first time got his hands on enough money to try a little<br \/>\nexperimentation. The romantic theme continues through to the conclusion of the film,<br \/>\nhowever, when, in a direct parallel of the final episode of the Trickster cycle (Episode<br \/>\n49) in which the Winnebago hero consumes one last meal on this earth before achieving his<br \/>\napotheosis, Sid polishes off his ultimate sublunary pizza and dances on the wasteland with<br \/>\nsome little black kids to a backing track by KC &amp; the Sunshine Band as Nancy comes to<br \/>\nmeet him, wearing another white wedding dress, in the final taxi. As usual the groom wears<br \/>\nblack and the happy couple ride off into the sunset locked in a passionate embrace.<\/p>\n<p>Vicious&#8217; real end was, of course, much more sordid. At twenty-one, the traditional age<br \/>\nof maturity, this particular Trickster seemed unwilling to become a &#8220;grown- up&#8221;<br \/>\nand thus opted out of the individuation process and gave in to the dragon, evoking the<br \/>\ndestructive power of the shadow and taking the overdose which Nancy had always wanted him<br \/>\nto take. As a modern myth maker, however, Cox is obliged to show Trickster&#8217;s symbolic<br \/>\npassage to maturity and this he does through the women&#8217;s initiation rite of the marriage,<br \/>\nthus transforming tragedy into comedy, the meaningless into the meaningful, divine buffoon<br \/>\ninto divine culture-hero and neatly tying up the Trickster myth. Perhaps, however, the<br \/>\nfinal comment on the film should be left to its subject who, when asked for his comments<br \/>\non the cinematic medium, stated: &#8220;I don&#8217;t like any sort of film. I hate<br \/>\nfilms&#8230;Because people have to act parts in them. Play people who they&#8217;re <i>not<\/i>, do<br \/>\nyou know what I mean? And it&#8217;s pretence, it&#8217;s lies, it&#8217;s just shit. It builds things up to<br \/>\nbe not what they are&#8221; (Vermoral p. 100).<\/p>\n<p>If Vicious resembles the typical British Trickster figure, Dennis the Menace, the young<br \/>\nJim Carroll, in <i>The Basketball Diaries<\/i> (1978), must be compared to Dennis&#8217; American<br \/>\nprecursor, Tom Sawyer. Carroll&#8217;s book begins with the hero as a twelve-year-old naughty<br \/>\nschoolboy. The episode in which the youth steals a &#8220;Food Carnival&#8221; delivery bike<br \/>\nto ride home during a power cut and sets off down Broadway with the restaurant&#8217;s<br \/>\noverweight Italian manager giving chase on foot is pure Twain, transformed a hundred years<br \/>\nin time and a thousand miles in space. <a href=\"#8\"><sup>8 <\/sup><\/a> What is more, to conform to the<br \/>\nheroic stereotype, the youth displays the early exceptional ability traditionally<br \/>\nattributed to the embryonic hero. A star basketball player in his early teens, Carroll is<br \/>\nsubject to media attention &#8211; newspaper stories with titles like <i>Beatnik Basketball<br \/>\nPlayer <\/i>(p.128) &#8211; and peer adulation. Suitably he is an individualist who refuses to<br \/>\nfollow prearranged strategy yet remains his team&#8217;s top scorer (p.71) and an athletic<br \/>\nscholarship to a high-class educational establishment takes him out of his impoverished<br \/>\nLower East Side background to become &#8220;a big time basketball star and all around hip<br \/>\nmotherfucker at a private school&#8221; (p.113).<\/p>\n<p>As with Twain, however, Carroll&#8217;s seemingly innocent childhood garden has a dark,<br \/>\nsinister side, the Trickster- like &#8220;meaningless cruelty&#8221; (Radin p.141)<br \/>\nmanifesting itself in membership of a group which the press christen &#8220;The Diaper<br \/>\nBandits&#8221; &#8211; a more literal version of Tom Sawyer&#8217;s robbing and murdering gang which<br \/>\nspecialises in snatching handbags from old ladies (p.6) &#8211; and later mugging dog-walkers in<br \/>\nCentral Park and threatening them with a knife in order to get money to support his<br \/>\ngrowing heroin habit as the youth becomes increasingly interested in a form of scoring<br \/>\nwhich takes place away from the basketball court. Drugs, in fact, are so endemic in the<br \/>\nLower East Side community that, for Carroll and his peers, sniffing Carbona cleaning fluid<br \/>\nand vomiting on the head of a fellow traveller on the Staten Island ferry (pp.3-4) is a<br \/>\nnatural progression from playing tricks on the nuns at school. As a rebellious<br \/>\nindividualist Carroll&#8217;s drug use becomes simply a part of his &#8220;Fuck dumb rules&#8221;<br \/>\nattitude (p.56) and his vision of mood-altering substances is typically adolescent. Most<br \/>\nof the fun comes from scoring when one is not supposed to, an activity which provides a<br \/>\nsimilar excitement to playing truant with friends. Thus drug taking becomes a game as<br \/>\nCarroll jokes about using cough syrup to get him through &#8220;the little day-to-day<br \/>\nhassles of our post-puberty years&#8221; (p.67), ruins a basketball game by taking downs in<br \/>\nmistake for ups (pp.70-2), smokes marijuana in a the toilet of a commuter train (pp.97-98)<br \/>\nand sneaks out of his posh private school between classes to cop heroin and shoot it in an<br \/>\n89th Street basement (pp.81-2).<\/p>\n<p>That the thrill of danger is the motivating force for these adventures is revealed by<br \/>\nCarroll&#8217;s comments on the bomb paranoia that has haunted him for as long as he can<br \/>\nremember, which demonstrate the youth&#8217;s ability to transform fear into a positive<br \/>\nsensation:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Today I was hustling around Times Sq. and thought about it and got a strange rush of<br \/>\nunknown sex giddiness off the idea of leaning here and now against a wall in leather pants<br \/>\nthrowing pouting eyes at customers strolling by dead in the centre of the target&#8230; (p.93)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>What the adolescent Carroll is doing, in his narrative and his life, is transforming<br \/>\nhimself into a hero of his time. Having captured an audience through his sporting prowess<br \/>\nhe attempts to keep its attention through more elaborate means, taking on the only dragon<br \/>\navailable to him and, typically, he images his own heroism in terms of cool. When asked<br \/>\nwhat he does by the work- obsessed pupils at the local drama school which his girlfriend<br \/>\nattends Carroll replies: &#8220;I&#8217;m cool, that&#8217;s all, you motherfuckers&#8221; (p.103) and,<br \/>\ntypically of the Trickster hero, achievement of specific goals is set aside for entrance<br \/>\ninto the world of play. As Carroll says of himself and his fellow junkies: &#8220;We&#8217;ve<br \/>\njust mastered the life of doing nothing, which when you think about it, may be the hardest<br \/>\nthing of all to do&#8221; (p.105).<\/p>\n<p>Away from this rationalisation after the fact, however, this Trickster&#8217;s introduction<br \/>\nto the dragon is, if not unconscious, at least confused:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>I never did write about the time I took my first shot of heroin. It was about two<br \/>\nmonths back. The funny part is that I thought heroin was the NON-addictive stuff and<br \/>\nmarijuana was addictive. I only found out later what a dumb ass move it was. Funny, I can<br \/>\nremember what vows I&#8217;d made never to touch any of that shit when I was five or six. Now<br \/>\nwith all my friends doing it, all kinds of vows drop out from under me every day. That day<br \/>\nI went down the cellar of Tony&#8217;s building, all sorts of characters were in this storage<br \/>\nroom &#8220;shooting gallery&#8221;, cooking up and getting off. I was just gonna sniff a<br \/>\nbag but Tony said I might as well skin pop it. I said OK. Then Pudgy says, &#8220;Well, if<br \/>\nyou&#8217;re gonna put a needle in, you might as well mainline it.&#8221; I was scared to main,<br \/>\nbut I gave in, Pudgy hit it in for me. I did half a fiver and, shit, what a rush&#8230;just<br \/>\none long heat wave all through my body, any ache I had flushed out. You can never top that<br \/>\nfirst rush, it&#8217;s like ten orgasms. After a half hour of nods and slow rapping I shot the<br \/>\nrest of the bag, this time myself. I was high even the next morning waking up. So, simple<br \/>\nas a walk to that cellar, I lost my virgin veins. (pp.24-25)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Though an unconscious realisation that something has changed seems to pervade the above<br \/>\npassage, at this stage junk is just another way for the youth to get &#8220;fucked<br \/>\nup&#8221;, no different from cough syrup, alcohol, marijuana or glue; just something to be<br \/>\nconsumed on the passage from boyhood to manhood. Carroll&#8217;s early poem <i>Sure&#8230;<\/i> shows<br \/>\nthe attitude of cynical bravado typical of the New York street addict:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>I got<br \/>\na syringe<br \/>\nI use it<br \/>\nto baste<br \/>\nmy tiny turkey <a href=\"#9\"><sup>9 <\/sup><\/a><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>The fact that Carroll&#8217;s turkey is still &#8220;tiny&#8221; suggests a small habit which,<br \/>\nin the Lower East Side of the mid-60s that the poet describes, would be considered as<br \/>\nlittle to worry about as the habit of taking a couple of martinis before dinner in the<br \/>\nmore conventional neighbourhoods of Manhattan. The extent of opiate use in this particular<br \/>\nghetto is revealed by the twelve-year-old Carroll&#8217;s early comments about the parents of a<br \/>\nfriend, both of whom are on junk and the mother, as a consequence, is on the corner<br \/>\nlooking for trade (p.8). What is more, the area is subject to a general breakdown of<br \/>\njustice, with narcotics officers confiscating drugs then selling them in the street<br \/>\n(p.105). In this moral wilderness we see how historical changes affect Trickster. Tom<br \/>\nSawyer&#8217;s friend and alterego, Huckleberry Finn, it will be remembered, had to make the<br \/>\nchoice to go to Hell, Carroll is convinced that he is already in the Inferno with no<br \/>\nopportunity for escape. All he can do is refuse to accept the hypocrisy of his elders and<br \/>\ntheir attempts at social control; not only the magazines &#8220;where they take the new<br \/>\ndrugs and make them seem horrible demons for the dumb-ass public&#8221; (p.59) but also the<br \/>\nmore direct invasions upon his personal privacy:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>What did set me thinking was this therapy rap session I went to last night with a few<br \/>\nother H pals. Some lady professor there asked at one point if we weren&#8217;t scared of the<br \/>\ndrug scene, then weren&#8217;t we at least feeling guilty about using junk. I think now and that<br \/>\npisses me off. Like just what is guilty or who is guilty for fuck&#8217;s sake? Big business<br \/>\ndudes make billions come out of their ass and they ain&#8217;t shelling out a reefer&#8217;s worth of<br \/>\ntax. Kids walk through some jungle I don&#8217;t know how far away and shoot people, and<br \/>\nwhite-haired old men in smoking jacket armchairs make laws to keep it all going smoothly.<br \/>\nI swim in the river and have to duck huge attacks of shit and grease and &#8220;newly<br \/>\ndiscovered miracle fibres&#8221; every five feet I move because those smokestack companies<br \/>\ndon&#8217;t give a flying fuck&#8230;Shit my man, it&#8217;s so <i>all there<\/i> that no one&#8217;s seeing it<br \/>\nany more. And it&#8217;s dumb-ass of me to bring it up even now because it&#8217;s all so much<br \/>\nbull-pap corn and I cut out of that a long time ago, so maybe that&#8217;s why I don&#8217;t feel too<br \/>\nguilty right now&#8230;come back later, prof. (pp.161-2)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Given the inconsistencies of adult society, heroin becomes a way for the user to hold<br \/>\non to some kind of reality and a way for the initiate to achieve a rite of separation from<br \/>\nthose around him for whose values he can have no respect: &#8220;I am sane, it takes a<br \/>\nlittle dope now and then&#8230;but I have maintained sanity&#8221; (p.86).<\/p>\n<p>The realities of gender, however, seem a little more difficult to hold onto as, in true<br \/>\nTrickster fashion, Carroll appears to be in a state of undifferentiated sexuality.<br \/>\nInitially the youth&#8217;s closeness to nature keeps him in auto-sexual state, preferring to go<br \/>\nonto the roof of his building to masturbate under the stars without the interference of<br \/>\nreal or imagined female images (p.34). As the diaries progress, however, a harsh<br \/>\njuxtaposition develops between Carroll&#8217;s teenage romances with girls of his own age and<br \/>\nhis business dealings with the older men to whom he sells his body for money. The hustling<br \/>\nexperiences are introduced without any preliminary buildup (p.93) and narrated in such a<br \/>\ndetached manner that, once again, one is forced to think of the Trickster myth;<br \/>\nspecifically those episodes in which the embryonic hero sends his (detachable) penis over<br \/>\nthe river to have intercourse (Episode 16) and that in which he changes sex, marries a<br \/>\nchief&#8217;s son and becomes pregnant simply because he is hungry and believes that he will<br \/>\nbenefit from the wedding feast (Episode 20). Just as Vicious&#8217; habit of carving slogans on<br \/>\nhis chest showed a fundamental alienation from his physical identity, Carroll&#8217;s<br \/>\ntransformation of his body from a sporting machine to an ambisexual erotic toy for the use<br \/>\nof others to a simple channel for drugs highlights this separation from the self and, like<br \/>\nTrickster, he has to learn that his body is an essential part of his being before he can<br \/>\nstop hurting himself.<\/p>\n<p>This realisation may begin with the hero&#8217;s traditional performing instinct, the<br \/>\njousting spirit emerging as Carroll admits to enjoying having oral sex with a client<br \/>\nbefore an assembled audience in a 14th Street porno movie house (pp.152-4) but, as with<br \/>\nTrickster &#8211; who only discovers that his anus is an essential part of himself and not a<br \/>\nrebellious &#8220;younger brother&#8221; when he attacks it with a burning piece of wood<br \/>\n(Episode 14) &#8211; the main lessons are conveyed through pain. There are, of course, the usual<br \/>\njunky punishments of getting sick and being unable to cop, which Carroll sees as an<br \/>\nequalization process, robbing the hero of his cherished individuality: &#8220;Yep, I&#8217;m good<br \/>\nand sick without that fix now my rap of being the one who can keep it all under control is<br \/>\nin that breeze cluttered with the same raps a million times run down by a million other<br \/>\ngenius wise ass cats walking like each other&#8217;s ghosts around the same sick streets in my<br \/>\nsame sick shoes&#8221; (p.152). Further torment is added, however, when, at the age of<br \/>\nsixteen, Carroll receives a three month sentence in Riker&#8217;s Island Juvenile Reformatory<br \/>\nfor possession of three bags of heroin and a syringe (p.145). Carroll served only a month,<br \/>\nowing to the intervention of his headmaster, but during his time on the Island he was made<br \/>\nfurther aware of his body by the violence of the guards and &#8220;the asshole bandits of<br \/>\nshower room rape&#8221; (p.149).<\/p>\n<p>In the Winnebago version of the Trickster myth the hero&#8217;s passage to maturity is marked<br \/>\nby his acceptance of the domestication of a wife and children, something which<br \/>\nWakdjunkaga, like any warrior, does reluctantly. As we have seen, Alex Cox chose to end <i>Sid<br \/>\n&amp; Nancy<\/i> in a similar manner but by that point, with his subjects safely out of the<br \/>\nway, the director was free to impose any ending he chose upon his tale. Carroll&#8217;s process<br \/>\nof maturation, on the other hand, is slower and more painful, confirming Jung&#8217;s statement<br \/>\nthat &#8220;every step forward along the path of individuation is achieved only at the cost<br \/>\nof suffering&#8221;. <a href=\"#10\"><sup>10 <\/sup><\/a> Halfway through the narrative the hero&#8217;s affinity<br \/>\nwith natural justice &#8211; he beats up a sadistic pervert and liberates the cat which this<br \/>\ncharacter is planning to torture to death (p.87) &#8211; suggests that he may be losing some of<br \/>\nthe self-centred lack of concern for the wellbeing of others which is essential to the<br \/>\nTrickster persona. Interestingly, however, it is Carroll&#8217;s first dope habit which<br \/>\nincreases his sense of responsibility:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>I&#8217;m gonna be fifteen soon and the summer&#8217;s &#8220;Pepsi-Cola&#8221; heroin habit is<br \/>\ntightening more and more around me. I&#8217;m getting that feeling for the first time since I<br \/>\nlost my virgin veins at thirteen that I gotta start getting my ass together &#8217;cause<br \/>\nschool&#8217;s coming at me mighty quick and no way of doing that scene with a habit. A<br \/>\n&#8220;Pepsi-Cola&#8221; is a small habit, a first habit that finally sneaks up on you while<br \/>\nyou&#8217;re telling yourself, &#8220;Shit, I been fucking around with junk for three years and I<br \/>\nknow when to lay off and I ain&#8217;t getting me no habit.&#8221; But one morning you wake up,<br \/>\nsuddenly your nose is running and your eyes are tearing and the leg and back muscles start<br \/>\nfeeling tight and heavy. The laugh&#8217;s on you finally, no matter how long you think you got<br \/>\nit &#8220;under control&#8221;. So now I look in the mirror and realize I better cut loose,<br \/>\nno jiving myself any longer. (p.99)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Further forced maturity comes through the comments of Ju- Ju Johnson, the middle-aged<br \/>\njunky who once used to con welfare offices out of money by telling the social workers that<br \/>\nhis wife had recently died of cancer and he and his son (Carroll) had become homeless<br \/>\nafter settling the hospital bill. At Carroll&#8217;s suggestion that they resume their<br \/>\npartnership Ju-Ju informs him that he would no longer be able to pass for his offspring:<br \/>\n&#8220;that long hair of yours, your features filling in, naw, like you got the junk halo<br \/>\nnow all over. No more innocence, man. And frankly you look totally seedy&#8221; (p.167).<\/p>\n<p>The most important maturation process which takes place in <i>The Basketball Diaries<\/i>,<br \/>\nhowever, is Carroll&#8217;s development from basketball star to junky to writer as this<br \/>\nTrickster escapes from &#8220;the narrow confines of law, custom, circumstances, fate&#8221;<br \/>\nthrough the Hermetic art of poetry. <a href=\"#11\"><sup>11 <\/sup><\/a> Extracts from the <i>Diaries<\/i><br \/>\nwere published in various magazines throughout the 60s and 70s, the teenage author<br \/>\nreceiving the patronage of Ted Berrigan and the praise of Jack Kerouac and William<br \/>\nBurroughs and, as the text of the <i>Diaries<\/i> progresses, Carroll comes to find that<br \/>\nwriting poetry gets him &#8220;stoned as on whatever you got in your pockets right now,<br \/>\ndig?&#8221; (p.131) and plans to take the Trickster&#8217;s revenge upon society by tapping the<br \/>\ncreative aspect of the shadow and channelling his violence into art:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Now I got these diaries that have the greatest hero a writer needs, this crazy fucking<br \/>\nNew York. Soon I&#8217;m gonna wake a lot of dudes off their asses and let them know what&#8217;s<br \/>\nreally going down in the blind alley out there in the pretty streets with double garages.<br \/>\nI got a tap on all your wires, folks. I&#8217;m just really a wise ass kid getting wiser and I&#8217;m<br \/>\ngoing to get even somehow for your dumb hatreds and all of them war baby dreams you left<br \/>\nin my scarred bed with dreams of bombs falling above that cliff I&#8217;m hanging steady to.<br \/>\nMaybe someday just an eight page book, that&#8217;s all, and each time a page gets turned a<br \/>\nsection of the Pentagon goes blast up in smoke. Solid. (p.131)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>In fact Carroll had his first book of poetry, <i>Organic Trains<\/i> (1967), published<br \/>\nwhen he was seventeen and, with the benefit of hindsight, claimed that an artistic product<br \/>\nhad always been the aim of his dabblings with junk, telling John Milward in 1981 that the<br \/>\nphrase &#8220;I just want to be pure,&#8221; which recurs throughout The Basketball Diaries,<br \/>\n&#8220;came because I was trying to find purity in decay. Other junkies were oblivion<br \/>\nseekers&#8230;but I wanted to see what oblivion was like without staying in that pit&#8230;&#8221;.<br \/>\n<a href=\"#12\"><sup>12 <\/sup><\/a> Whatever the truth of this statement, Carroll survived the hero&#8217;s<br \/>\njourney into the pit, overcame the dragon and found the passage to maturity through the<br \/>\nactivity of writing, which seems a suitable fate for a Trickster when one considers that<br \/>\nthe Winnebago believed that Wakjunkaga was the creator of literature. <a href=\"#13\"><sup>13 <\/sup><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Having worked through Dennis the Menace and Tom Sawyer it seems a natural progression<br \/>\nto move on to Holden Caulfield. Though ostensibly an autobiography Danny Sugerman has<br \/>\ndescribed <i>Wonderland Avenue<\/i> (1989) as the &#8220;Rock&#8217;n&#8217;Roll coming-of-age<br \/>\nnovel&#8221; which he had wanted to write since reading <i>Catcher In The Rye<\/i> at the<br \/>\nage of fifteen. Jim Carroll is named, along with his wife, Rosemary, William Burroughs and<br \/>\nother luminaries, in the list of &#8220;friends, associates and heroes&#8221; which appears<br \/>\nin the <i>Acknowledgements<\/i> to Sugerman&#8217;s book, which seems appropriate as <i>Wonderland<br \/>\nAvenue<\/i> can be seen as a continuation of <i>The Basketball Diaries<\/i> with one vital<br \/>\ndifference, that while Carroll was a poor boy whose sporting abilities gave him upward<br \/>\nsocial mobility Sugerman was excessively rich and the move from the Lower East Side to<br \/>\nBeverly Hills affects the archetypical story chiefly by a quantitative increase in excess.<br \/>\nUnlike Carroll, or most other junkies for that matter, Sugerman was free from economic<br \/>\nrestrictions and thus indulged in even more outlandish Trickster-like behaviour. The boy&#8217;s<br \/>\nnatural chemical imbalance may also have had some influence on this, however. A<br \/>\nhyperactive Beverly Hills brat, Sugerman was banned from the homes of his mother&#8217;s friends<br \/>\nat the age of three and prescribed tranquillizers by the time he was five. At thirteen he<br \/>\nwas forced to take Ratlin in an attempt to regulate his metabolism and behaviour but even<br \/>\nthe efforts of the medical profession and their ideal of &#8220;Better living through<br \/>\nchemistry&#8221; could not stop this Trickster believing that trouble is &#8220;much more<br \/>\nfun (and definitely more interesting) than being good, any day&#8221; and &#8220;that it&#8217;s<br \/>\nmuch easier to apologize than it is to get permission&#8221;. <a href=\"#14\"><sup>14 <\/sup><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Though Sugerman&#8217;s early sporting success at baseball may have had something to do with<br \/>\nhis father sponsoring teams (p.27) he does show a precocious business sense and after<br \/>\nwitnessing a performance by the Doors at twelve years old and deciding &#8220;It was the<br \/>\nend of the world as I had known it&#8221; (p.38) he began working for the band at thirteen<br \/>\n(p.58). Doors vocalist Jim Morrison became a surrogate father to the youth, providing him<br \/>\nwith journalistic work which found Sugerman interviewing Mick Jagger, among others, while<br \/>\nstill at school (p.193).<\/p>\n<p>In Sugerman&#8217;s tale we witness not so much a maturing out of the Trickster persona as a<br \/>\nrefining of the art. The Doors, he claims, opened his mind to &#8220;more creative,<br \/>\nintelligent trouble&#8221; (p.41) than he had been involved with in the past, which<br \/>\nincluded not only blowing up the plumbing at his school and closing down the water supply<br \/>\nfor the whole area (p.45) but, inevitably, drugs. As with Carroll, Sugerman&#8217;s use of<br \/>\nintoxicating substances &#8211; initially marijuana and beer &#8211; is part of his general<br \/>\nrebelliousness and seen by the protagonist himself as a way to achieve cool:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Getting high gave me the freedom to be whoever I wanted, to escape who and where I was.<br \/>\nJust being on drugs makes you feel cooler because other people think you&#8217;re cool and you<br \/>\nsee the reflection of yourself in their eyes. Or maybe you just project cool and they pick<br \/>\nup on that. That other people didn&#8217;t think it was cool, weren&#8217;t impressed at all, but<br \/>\nrather condemned it, only enhanced its overall appeal. (pp.99- 100)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>The slowness of Sugerman&#8217;s maturation process is revealed by his desire to stay in the<br \/>\npre-sexual state &#8211; &#8220;Music and getting high was all I wanted, all that mattered. Good<br \/>\nloud music and good strong dope.&#8221; (p.128) &#8211; but the youth is not cut off from all<br \/>\nemotion and does admit to &#8220;an almost psychotic need to belong&#8221; (p.96) which is<br \/>\nheightened by his family situation. Blaming himself for his parents&#8217; divorce and feeling<br \/>\nalienated by his mother&#8217;s love for his violent, ultra-conservative stepfather, Clarence,<br \/>\nSugerman is forced into the first stage of the hero&#8217;s rite of passage, separation from his<br \/>\ncultural nexus: &#8220;I had been ejected from the family unit of which I had felt an<br \/>\nintegral part, and been sentenced to a separate existence [&#8230;] Clarence could go ahead<br \/>\nand persecute my body, my spirit, but he couldn&#8217;t touch my otherness [&#8230;] I didn&#8217;t place<br \/>\nmyself above or below, only separate and against&#8221; (p.16). Like the oblivion seeking<br \/>\njunkies whom Carroll criticised, however, for Sugerman the initial appeal of opiates comes<br \/>\nfrom their negative, non- heroic qualities. Refusing hallucinogens because under the<br \/>\ninfluence of LSD &#8220;Nothing seemed solid or dependable&#8221; (p.148), despite<br \/>\nMorrison&#8217;s attempt to warn him off opiates Sugerman comes to see heroin as the natural<br \/>\nsolution to all of his personal problems, rejecting wealth and interrelation with others<br \/>\nfor a more reliable substance: &#8220;<i>&#8230;drugs kill pain, new cars don&#8217;t<\/i>. Where<br \/>\npeople hurt, drugs comfort. People come and go while drugs remain reliable and loyal&#8221;<br \/>\n(p.295).<\/p>\n<p>Before admitting his desire to be swallowed by the dragon, however, Sugerman attempts<br \/>\nto stress the heroic nature of his battle with the beast, casting off the riches of his<br \/>\nfather in order to live the Trickster lifestyle to the full, to &#8220;practice a complete<br \/>\nand total absence of any and all available limitations. To live in a way I hadn&#8217;t, except<br \/>\nin my dreams&#8221; (p.218). Having been provided with a house in Laurel Canyon and a<br \/>\ncredit card by Doors keyboard player Ray Manzarek (p.235), Sugerman responds to Morrison&#8217;s<br \/>\ndeath by going on a Quaalude, cocaine and alcohol binge, an action which he sees as his<br \/>\nown heroic confrontation of death: &#8220;It was almost as if I wanted to be the one who<br \/>\ndied&#8221; (p.206). As with Carroll, however, whose addiction was a response to a<br \/>\nparticular geographic and socio-economic situation, Sugerman cites history as a<br \/>\ncontributing factor to his own excesses, stating of the early 1970s: &#8220;Using drugs<br \/>\nwasn&#8217;t merely recreational any more, it was mandatory. There was nothing else to do&#8221;<br \/>\n(p.220). Into the precarious poly-drug cocktail on which Sugerman exists, however, heroin<br \/>\nenters like a personal saviour: &#8220;That first time I did it, I knew. This is it. People<br \/>\ngo to jail for this and it&#8217;s worth it. I knew why people would rob from their family, lie<br \/>\nto their best friend, or risk freedom and even their life to get it. This is how I always<br \/>\nwanted to feel, but couldn&#8217;t, didn&#8217;t know how to, until now&#8221; (p.272).<\/p>\n<p>Despite his initial attempts to warn his girlfriend, Tiffany, off the drug &#8211; &#8220;I<br \/>\nknow it&#8217;s so good you shouldn&#8217;t even try it once&#8221; (p.279) &#8211; even more than for<br \/>\nCarroll and his friends copping and shooting becomes an elaborate game for the couple:<br \/>\n&#8220;It was a fun and important game, including all the ingredients a game should possess<br \/>\n&#8211; danger, teamwork, excitement, and reward. To say nothing of agility, cunning, and a lot<br \/>\nof luck&#8221; (p.292).<\/p>\n<p>Analyzing his chosen role, Sugerman sees himself as the hero taking hold of his own<br \/>\ndestiny by confronting the dragon head-on and, again, his comments reveal how the rock and<br \/>\nroll and junky mentalities had become fused:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>I knew it put me on a collision course with death, but at least I knew where that path<br \/>\nled. It wasn&#8217;t uncertain &#8211; unsafe, maybe, but that just made it all the more interesting<br \/>\nas far as I was concerned. I&#8217;d come to the conclusion I much preferred mystery with my<br \/>\nlife and certainty with my death to mystery with my death and certainty with my life. At<br \/>\nleast it put me in control of my destiny at a time when I felt out of control in relation<br \/>\nto everything else. Besides being interesting and fun, it feels good, too. Who wants to<br \/>\nlive to an old age anyway? That was never one of my priorities. Better to burn out than<br \/>\nfade away and all that. What would you rather do? Live a slow boring life to eighty years<br \/>\nold only to die of some unknown cause, maybe cancer, slowly and painfully, first the<br \/>\nhearing gone, then the sight, then the mind, a burden for family and friends? Or live to<br \/>\ntwenty-one but have eight years of experience and action packed in tightly under your<br \/>\nbelt, looks and pride intact, and be in a position to choose your own means to an end?<br \/>\nBesides, dying didn&#8217;t scare me. Growing old scared me. (p.294)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Trickster&#8217;s luck seems to work better for rich junkies like Vicious and Sugerman than<br \/>\npoor addicts like Carroll and on the one occasion that he was arrested Sugerman found that<br \/>\nhis brother was the doctor on duty at the jail and, consequently, the evidence that could<br \/>\nhave landed him behind bars was conveniently &#8220;lost&#8221; (pp.319-20) leaving the<br \/>\nyouth to continue living out his romantic outlaw fantasies: &#8220;You have no idea how<br \/>\ngreat it feels, the power it gives you, carrying a half gram of pure heroin around on your<br \/>\nbody, ready to be used. It&#8217;s enthralling &#8211; better than having a gun or a rifle by your<br \/>\nside; better than a million bucks in a suitcase &#8211; thrilling, but scary too&#8230;&#8221;<br \/>\n(p.329).<\/p>\n<p>Whereas we saw Vicious implode rather than become a grown-up and Carroll gradually<br \/>\naccepting the individuation process, in Sugerman&#8217;s book we observe the protagonist<br \/>\nfighting with increasing desperation against anything which will take him out of the<br \/>\nTrickster state. In his constant internal battle to break away from parental conditioning<br \/>\nopiates form an important means of escape as the hero steps into the shadow:<br \/>\n&#8220;Narcotics were a deliberate and final elaborate step away from the world into which<br \/>\nI had been born and the first step into a new, thrilling unknown&#8221; (p.297). As with<br \/>\nTrickster, then, the process of maturation has to be forced upon Sugerman through pain.<br \/>\nEventual physical degeneration leads to him interrupting a performance by Manzarek&#8217;s band<br \/>\nby going out onto the stage to ask the audience &#8220;if they had any drugs for a<br \/>\ndope-sick manager&#8221; (p.364). As the group&#8217;s tour progresses so does Sugerman&#8217;s<br \/>\ndegeneration, to the extent that he has to be met by a wheelchair at airports and, what is<br \/>\nmore, his Trickster&#8217;s luck begins to run out. He is robbed at gunpoint by a black kid in<br \/>\nHarlem from whom he was trying to score (pp.367-8) and forced by a lack of ready cash to<br \/>\nlet his gay dealer to perform an act of fellatio upon him in exchange for drugs while his<br \/>\ngirlfriend looks on in disgust (pp.384-5). On his first attempt at injecting heroin, after<br \/>\na considerable period of inhaling the drug, he spends seventeen minutes dead on an<br \/>\noperating table &#8211; &#8220;First I saw God.\/Then I died.&#8221; (p.375) &#8211; during which time he<br \/>\ndescribes himself as floating above his body, torn between heaven and hell before being<br \/>\nbrought back from the gates of the Inferno by the voice of his sister (pp.378-9).<\/p>\n<p>Following this Sugerman&#8217;s friends begin to be eaten by the dragon: Suzette, an<br \/>\noccasional lover, overdoses and is repeatedly raped after he has refused to give her<br \/>\nsanctuary (p.395), Pamela Morrison, wife of his surrogate father and the woman with whom<br \/>\nhe lost his virginity, also dies of an overdose (pp.399-400), and, finally, while he is in<br \/>\nthe mental hospital to which he has been committed by his father in an attempt to make him<br \/>\nkick the habit, his girlfriend, Tiffany, overdoses, two-and-a-half months pregnant with<br \/>\nthe child he had told her to have aborted (p.445). Once more a remarkable parallel with<br \/>\nthe Trickster myth occurs as, in describing his physical degeneration, Sugerman&#8217;s emphasis<br \/>\non the scatological aspect of his withdrawal symptoms recalls the fact that Trickster was<br \/>\nsimilarly punished with flatulence and diarrhoea for the crime of going against nature and<br \/>\neating forbidden fruit (Episodes 23 and 24). Sugerman goes on to compose his own version<br \/>\nof Trickster&#8217;s lament: &#8220;Well, what a foolish one I am. This is why I am called,<br \/>\nFoolish One, Trickster&#8221; (Radin p.25). Typically he is more wordy than his Winnebago<br \/>\nprecursor:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>&#8230;I thought I&#8217;d done everything right, followed my best instincts, stayed true to<br \/>\nmyself whenever possible, taken every appropriate step in achieving my version of the<br \/>\nAmerican Dream. I was twenty-one years old. I had a gorgeous house in Laurel Canyon, a<br \/>\nbeautiful girlfriend, the best car in the world, all the money, drugs and hot shit a young<br \/>\nman could want. I was young and successful in the business of my choice. I had it made. I<br \/>\nhad it <i>all<\/i>. And look where it got me &#8211; laying in a bedful of puke and sweat and<br \/>\nshit, locked inside an honest to God loony bin with two giants for my own personal<br \/>\nsecurity guards. Now, everything I had was gone and all I had left was a<br \/>\nfive-hundred-dollar-a-day drug habit and maybe, if I didn&#8217;t die in this insane place<br \/>\nfirst, just <i>maybe<\/i>, my life. (pp.xvii-xviii)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Sugerman&#8217;s maturation out of the Trickster role, then, comes in a negative manner,<br \/>\nchiefly through disillusionment with the way his life has developed. Just as Carroll came<br \/>\nto realise that &#8220;You just got to see that junk is just another nine to five gig in<br \/>\nthe end, only the hours are a bit more inclined towards the shadows&#8221; (p.162) Sugerman<br \/>\naccepts that &#8220;being a drug addict was a full-time job&#8221; (p.351), bemoans the fact<br \/>\nthat he has allowed the dragon to gain control of his existence &#8211; &#8220;I wasn&#8217;t doing the<br \/>\ndrugs any more. The drugs were doing me.&#8221; (p.412) &#8211; and despairs that his active<br \/>\nstruggle with the beast has given way to an alienated passive voyeurism: &#8220;Every day I<br \/>\nwatched myself kill myself a little more and I found it endlessly fascinating and that<br \/>\nterrified me even more&#8221; (p.413).<\/p>\n<p>Desperate measures fail to yield results as Sugerman&#8217;s tolerance is so high that a gram<br \/>\nof heroin plus a gram of cocaine can neither get him high nor kill him (pp.414-6). Faced<br \/>\nwith this failure Sugerman initially returns to heroic rhetoric in resuming his war<br \/>\nagainst the beast: &#8220;It was war and one of us was going to have to win. I could not<br \/>\ngive up. I might never begin to forget the pleasure of drugs, but I couldn&#8217;t live with the<br \/>\npain, the humiliation, the lack of living anymore&#8221; (p.418). Ultimately, however, on<br \/>\nthe point of death Sugerman is most concerned by the fact that all the heroic elements<br \/>\nseem to have disappeared from his life: &#8220;My life &#8211; hell &#8211; had become boring. It<br \/>\nwasn&#8217;t tragic, it wasn&#8217;t interesting, it was incredibly, achingly dull&#8221; (p.432).<br \/>\nThus, more bestial than divine, he enters voluntarily into therapy, deferring to external<br \/>\nauthority in a most unTrickster-like fashion, essentially reversing his earlier rite of<br \/>\nseparation through a rite of incorporation which confirms the essential tenets of a<br \/>\nsociety in which psychology has come to replace religion, and works his way out of the<br \/>\nTrickster persona and into the next stage of life as a successful businessman; more like<br \/>\nhis father than his surrogate father and more like an average adult member of the tribe<br \/>\nthan a juvenile outlaw Trickster hero.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<h2>Notes<\/h2>\n<p><b>1<\/b> Richard Gid Powers, &#8220;Myth, Ritual and the Comic Strip<br \/>\nG-Man&#8221;, Ray B. Browne (ed.), <i>Rituals and Ceremonies in Popular Culture<\/i><br \/>\n(Bowling Green: Bowling Green University Popular Press, 1980, pp. 206-25) p. 213. <a href=\"#ref1\">[BACK]<\/a><\/p>\n<p><b>2<\/b> Radin, Paul. <i>The Trickster: A Study in American Mythology<\/i>.<br \/>\nLondon: Routledge and Kegan Paul, 1956. p. ix, p. 125.<br \/>\nFor the duration of this chapter all further references to this work appear in the text. <a href=\"#ref2\">[BACK]<\/a><\/p>\n<p><b>3<\/b> Jung, Carl G. <i>Man And His Symbols<\/i>. London: Picador,<br \/>\n1978. pp. 103-4. <a href=\"#ref3\">[BACK]<\/a><\/p>\n<p><b>4<\/b> Burroughs, William S. <i>Junky<\/i>. London: Penguin, 1977. p.<br \/>\n143. <a href=\"#ref4\">[BACK]<\/a><\/p>\n<p><b>5<\/b> Chambers, Iaian. <i>Urban Rhythms: Pop Music and Popular<br \/>\nCulture<\/i>. London: Macmillan, 1985. p. 175. <a href=\"#ref5\">[BACK]<\/a><\/p>\n<p><b>6<\/b> Vermoral, Fred &amp; Judy. <i>Sex Pistols: The Inside Story<\/i>.<br \/>\nLondon: Omnibus, 1987. p. 74.<br \/>\nAntonia, Nina. <i>Johnny Thunders . . . In Cold Blood<\/i>. London: Jungle, 1987. p. 50.<br \/>\nFor the duration of this chapter all references to the former work appear in the text. <a href=\"#ref6\">[BACK]<\/a><\/p>\n<p><b>7<\/b> Carpenter, Kevin. <i>Penny Dreadfuls and Comics<\/i>. London:<br \/>\nVictoria and Albert Museum, 1983. p. 101.<br \/>\nBarker, Martin. <i>Comics: Ideology, Power and the Critics<\/i> Manchester: Manchester UP<br \/>\n1989. pp. 85-8. <a href=\"#ref7\">[BACK]<\/a><\/p>\n<p><b>8<\/b> Carroll, Jim. <i>The Basketball Diaries and The<br \/>\nBook of Nods<\/i>. London: Faber &amp; Faber, 1987. p. 112. For the duration of this<br \/>\nchapter all further references to this work appear in the text. <a href=\"#ref8\">[BACK]<\/a><\/p>\n<p><b>9<\/b> Carroll, Jim. <i>Living at the Movies<\/i>. New York: Penguin,<br \/>\n1981. p. 58. <a href=\"#ref9\">[BACK]<\/a><\/p>\n<p><b>10<\/b> Jung, Carl G. <i>Psychology &amp; Religion<\/i>. Trans. R. F.<br \/>\nC. Hull. New York: Pantheon 1953. para. 413, p. 273. <a href=\"#ref10\">[BACK]<\/a><\/p>\n<p><b>11<\/b> Ker\u00e9nyi, in Radin, p. 190. <a href=\"#ref11\">[BACK]<\/a><\/p>\n<p><b>12<\/b> Cassie Carter Kuennen, &#8220;Jim Carroll: An Annotated,<br \/>\nSelective, Primary and Secondary Bibliography, 1967-1988&#8221;, <i>Bulletin of<br \/>\nBibliography<\/i>, Vol 47, No 2, June 1990, pp. 81- 112, p. 96. <a href=\"#ref12\">[BACK]<\/a><\/p>\n<p><b>13<\/b> Ker\u00e9nyi, in Radin, p. 191. <a href=\"#ref13\">[BACK]<\/a><\/p>\n<p><b>14<\/b> Sugerman, Danny. <i>Wonderland Avenue<\/i>. London: Abacus,<br \/>\n1991. p. 89, p. 3, p. 67. For the duration of this chapter all further references to this<br \/>\nwork appear in the text. <a href=\"#ref14\">[BACK]<\/a><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p>Questions? Comments? You may contact Dr. Stephen Perrin at <a href=\"&#x6d;&#x61;&#105;&#108;t&#x6f;&#x3a;&#x70;&#101;&#114;r&#x69;&#x6e;&#x73;&#64;&#108;i&#x76;&#x68;&#x6f;&#112;&#101;&#46;&#x61;&#x63;&#x2e;&#117;k\">&#x70;e&#x72;&#114;&#x69;&#110;&#x73;&#x40;l&#x69;&#118;&#x68;&#111;&#x70;&#101;&#46;&#x61;&#99;&#x2e;&#117;&#x6b;<\/a><\/p>\n<p><!-- END BODY CONTENT --><\/p>\n<p><!-- FOOTER START --><br \/>\n<!--printend--><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Chasing the Dragon: The Junky as 20th Century Hero Stephen Perrin Doctoral Dissertation University of Manchester (UK), 1993 CHAPTER 4: THE TRICKSTER Dragons live for ever, but not so little boys. &#8212; &#8220;Puff the Magic Dragon&#8221; Like lesser mortals the hero does not come into this world fully formed. 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