Someone who looks upon the world as a bad place to live, who feels no hope that anything could get better, is someone who lives with a "dark" mind.
People of this sort aren't necessarily FOLLOWERS of the dark but they ARE the basic orientation of darkness.
You could see them standing in the amber current where the white edges of their fins wimpled softly in the flow. And the presence of trout means that other things are alive: they cannot survive and breed without clean, clear water, clean gravel beds and an abundant supply of insect life.
______ Also, from Jennifer Szalai in today’s Jim, I heard Josephs give that paper in the fall of 2011 at a non-formal get-together of Mc Carthy scholars in Austin, Texas, where the academics were in town for a Wittliff Collections fund-raiser.
I think it was Ken who appended that with reference to the wife’s suicide in. Of course, she’s published other essays touching on the subject. ” What a great play on words on Nell’s essay title, though a pun only Mc Carthy litcrit readers would get, a limited audience indeed.
 Actually, the title of Nell Sullivan’s essay was “Boys Will Be Boys and Girls Will Be Gone: The Circuit of Male Desire in Cormac Mc Carthy’s Border Trilogy,” The Southern Quarterly, Vol. However, I don’t think I was the one who said it, or at least I don’t remember, but if I did say it, then I just complimented myself on my great wordplay.I did bring up Antigone a few times, but in connection with Daniel Woodrell’s And of course many have noted the Hemingwayesque turn that Mc Carthy’s style took in the Border Trilogy after the Faulknerian style of his early work.Funny that I cannot recall a single essay about that transition, as obvious as it is. Also, child/man/elder hermit where the child is the father of the man. In the deep glens where they lived all things were older than man and they hummed of mystery.” The trout are a cipher for all that has gone, in this novel about a world that has lost its biosphere.Other than that, there doesn’t seem to be much out there at the moment. From the very start we are bereft of any clues as to what is responsible for charring the land-scape.Man, acclimated and then removed from modern modes of living, must start anew or more specifically “rise from the ashes” of the death of his own past, like a Phoenix.I think it is the first two sections of the id-ego-superego trinity, and that there is a trilogy of Mc Carthy styles, Faulkner/Hemingway/Beckett. The universal trinity as detailed by Emerson, but as originally set out by Aristotle as the three stages of life. I think I know why Mc Carthy chooses to invest them with this role: in a way that is hard to explain, trout seem to be more alive than most other animals.Anyway, thanks to Google alert, there is today this from George Mombiot: Cormac Mc Carthy’s novel The Road, which I still believe is the greatest environmental work ever written, ends with the shock and beauty that runs through so much of the book: “Once there were brook trout in the streams in the mountains. On their backs were vermiculate patterns that were maps of the world in its becoming. Perhaps it has something to do with their flickering changes of mood – extreme caution, then bold display, skulking in the shadows, then splashing on the surface of the river, sometimes leaping clear of the water – their great speed, their extraordinary beauty, their ability to disappear then flash back into sight, their remarkable range of colour and pattern and shape.If you’re thinking of writing essays, there is nothing from that time that needs citing, certainly nothing I’ve ever written.Jay Ellis pointed out the climb from complete alienation of fatherhood that appears in Mc Carthy’s work toward greater and greater reconciliation.However this idea tends to be too much of a generalization.Not all of the people who follow "the light" are good and many good people do happen to follow the dark.