Basilides
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You think I am going to say it is the White Witch, Jadis. Maybe, in terms of damage done and an icy heart. But that is not shocking. If the White Witch is an allegory for Satan, as she well may be, it is no surprise that she is evil. We expect her to be. It would be strange indeed if she turned out well after all. No, that kind of evil is a constant.
The most shockingly evil character in The Lion, the witch, and the Wardrobe is little Edmund Pevensie, the second-youngest of the siblings. He's a cheat, a liar, a stuck-up envious grumbling prig, a quisling, and worst of all a traitor. When Lucy comes back from her tea with Mr. Tumnus, no one believes her, but it is Edmund who tortures poor Lucy. He brings up the matter constantly over the next few days to cause his sister to squirm. But it gets much worse.
His own trip did not end with Mr. Tumnus, though, did it? He met the Queen of Narnia, called by some of her detractors "The White Witch", but of course they are only jealous. And would Edmund like a cup of steaming cocoa? And would he like some magical Turkish delight? Please have some. Now, you said you had one brother and two sisters? Four of you, exactly? How nice. Have you been here before? No, but your sister has? Did she meet anyone? A Faun, you say? I think I know a Faun in these parts. I will have to thank him myself. Now, I should like it if you bring your brother and sisters all to my castle the next time you visit, that way between those hills. More Turkish Delight? I'm sorry, but you will have to wait until your next visit. I have rooms full of turkish delight in my Castle. But bring your brother and sisters. I shall be very cross if you do not. What a clever boy you are! In fact, I've been looking for someone to be Prince, who can be King someday after me. Perhaps you would like to? You would? That's wonderful. Oh yes, then you can eat all the turkish delight your heart desires. Good-by, and remember...BRING YOUR BROTHER AND SISTERS!!!!!!!!!!!
Lucy meets Edmund on the way back (she had tea again with Mr. Tumnus) and is thrilled that Edmund now has been to Narnia too. When they get back to the other side of the wardrobe, Lucy joyfully tells Peter and Susan that they had bothe been to Narnia. Is it true? they ask Edmund.
And now Edmund does a mean thing. He says that they were only pretending, that it was all made up. And Lucy is devastated.
I'm afraid it gets even worse. When they are all finally in Narnia, Edmund betrays them all to the White Witch. And in so doing, he dooms himself. Jadis will have Edmund's blood, and we all know he deserves it. He's a rat.
You have to keep this in mind, the lengths to which Lewis goes to show the bad heart of Edmund. It is very important. Because Edmund is me. Oh, and you also. Not through and through, mind you. Edmund is the part of us that has been mean to someone.
Hey, most of the lousy stuff you and I have done was because we couldn't help it, or it was a bad time, or we weren't ourselves, or whatever. We have excuses as long as our arm for ...that time. Ot the other thing...or...never mind about that. But even so, when all the excuses have been used up, there is a bit left over for which we have no excuse. A bit where we were selfish, or unfair, or cruel. Maybe, as in my case, more than a bit. And it is this bit that is Edmund, the inexusable, the blackguard in each of us.
But here's the thing.
It was Edmund that Aslan loved enough to die for.
The most shockingly evil character in The Lion, the witch, and the Wardrobe is little Edmund Pevensie, the second-youngest of the siblings. He's a cheat, a liar, a stuck-up envious grumbling prig, a quisling, and worst of all a traitor. When Lucy comes back from her tea with Mr. Tumnus, no one believes her, but it is Edmund who tortures poor Lucy. He brings up the matter constantly over the next few days to cause his sister to squirm. But it gets much worse.
His own trip did not end with Mr. Tumnus, though, did it? He met the Queen of Narnia, called by some of her detractors "The White Witch", but of course they are only jealous. And would Edmund like a cup of steaming cocoa? And would he like some magical Turkish delight? Please have some. Now, you said you had one brother and two sisters? Four of you, exactly? How nice. Have you been here before? No, but your sister has? Did she meet anyone? A Faun, you say? I think I know a Faun in these parts. I will have to thank him myself. Now, I should like it if you bring your brother and sisters all to my castle the next time you visit, that way between those hills. More Turkish Delight? I'm sorry, but you will have to wait until your next visit. I have rooms full of turkish delight in my Castle. But bring your brother and sisters. I shall be very cross if you do not. What a clever boy you are! In fact, I've been looking for someone to be Prince, who can be King someday after me. Perhaps you would like to? You would? That's wonderful. Oh yes, then you can eat all the turkish delight your heart desires. Good-by, and remember...BRING YOUR BROTHER AND SISTERS!!!!!!!!!!!
Lucy meets Edmund on the way back (she had tea again with Mr. Tumnus) and is thrilled that Edmund now has been to Narnia too. When they get back to the other side of the wardrobe, Lucy joyfully tells Peter and Susan that they had bothe been to Narnia. Is it true? they ask Edmund.
And now Edmund does a mean thing. He says that they were only pretending, that it was all made up. And Lucy is devastated.
I'm afraid it gets even worse. When they are all finally in Narnia, Edmund betrays them all to the White Witch. And in so doing, he dooms himself. Jadis will have Edmund's blood, and we all know he deserves it. He's a rat.
You have to keep this in mind, the lengths to which Lewis goes to show the bad heart of Edmund. It is very important. Because Edmund is me. Oh, and you also. Not through and through, mind you. Edmund is the part of us that has been mean to someone.
Hey, most of the lousy stuff you and I have done was because we couldn't help it, or it was a bad time, or we weren't ourselves, or whatever. We have excuses as long as our arm for ...that time. Ot the other thing...or...never mind about that. But even so, when all the excuses have been used up, there is a bit left over for which we have no excuse. A bit where we were selfish, or unfair, or cruel. Maybe, as in my case, more than a bit. And it is this bit that is Edmund, the inexusable, the blackguard in each of us.
But here's the thing.
It was Edmund that Aslan loved enough to die for.