When the protagonist gave into the pressure and shot the elephant, murdering an animal doing nothing more than standing peacefully, it seems the narrator is trying to present himself as a moral, conscientious human being. It seems unlikely to me that any amount of pressure applied to a sound-minded, moral human being would cause them to destroy a life in cold blood. In a similar respect, Hulse’s story breaks down when it comes to what the narrator claims to be thinking. I find it hard to believe the mind of a twelve-year-old boy who just witnessed the attempted murder of his mother by his drunk father, who very shortly after killed himself, would be trying to redeem the father in any way. Even worse still, his account concludes with him finding some level of forgiveness for his now deceased dad. Perhaps I am biased, but these actions and thoughts simply do not add up, and break the immersion the author has worked ceaselessly in the rest of the story to
When the protagonist gave into the pressure and shot the elephant, murdering an animal doing nothing more than standing peacefully, it seems the narrator is trying to present himself as a moral, conscientious human being. It seems unlikely to me that any amount of pressure applied to a sound-minded, moral human being would cause them to destroy a life in cold blood. In a similar respect, Hulse’s story breaks down when it comes to what the narrator claims to be thinking. I find it hard to believe the mind of a twelve-year-old boy who just witnessed the attempted murder of his mother by his drunk father, who very shortly after killed himself, would be trying to redeem the father in any way. Even worse still, his account concludes with him finding some level of forgiveness for his now deceased dad. Perhaps I am biased, but these actions and thoughts simply do not add up, and break the immersion the author has worked ceaselessly in the rest of the story to