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James Joyce Once Tried Automotive Journalism. It Didn’t Go Well

I need to have passed the piece by six or 7 occasions prior to obtaining it, even nevertheless I knew where it was supposed to be. Up and down the microfilm I scrolled, zooming in and out on content about a looming disaster in the Balkans, a “grave situation” in Spain, and an upcoming royal pay a visit to to Dublin, Eire. I was reading the newspapers from a week on either side of April 7, 1903. It was no speculate I retained lacking it when I sooner or later spotted it, the prime half of the write-up was overexposed and bleached out, the bottom 50 percent dim and smudgy, earning the entire thing hardly visible at initial look.  I fiddled with the settings on the microfilm reader till I could at some point make out the duplicate, a piece headlined “The Motor Derby” with a byline only studying “A Correspondent.”

That correspondent, although, wasn’t just a single of The Irish Instances’ staff members hacks. It was James Joyce. Joyce is the wonderful modernist learn, from his Portrait of the Artist as a Youthful Man (chic, while only in elements) to his outstanding selection of tales Dubliners, to the eternal Ulysses, his significant and joyful epic having area around the training course of a day in Dublin. And for a temporary stretch in 1903, he was also an early (if unwilling) pioneer in automotive journalism.

I’m a large fan of Joyce and really, we’ve a ton in frequent. We’re both equally bespectacled Irish writers, the two drunks, and equally of us have, at one stage or a further, been described as the best prose stylist in the English language. Scholarly view tends to favor Joyce on that latter level, however I’m not so guaranteed. A person spot where by I do have the edge in excess of Jim is when it arrives to composing about cars and racing. Exactly where I’ve prepared pretty much hundreds of items on the matter over the years, Joyce only wrote one particular.

[Editor’s note: We’ve reprinted Joyce’s original interview in full here for what’s quite possibly the first time. David Mullen’s story on the history, background, and contemporary analysis of the interview continues below.]

James Joyce in 1930 (Getty Photos)

Racing at the Flip of the 20th Century

As an obscure piece of Joycean ephemera, “The Motor Derby” has only at any time been of delicate, passing interest to Joyce scholars and racing historians. The write-up alone can take the form of an job interview that Joyce executed in Paris, France, at the beginning of April 1903 with a driver, Henri Fournier, in advance of what was established to be the largest sporting activities function Ireland experienced ever viewed. 

The Gordon Bennett Cup was like the Eurovision Song Contest in that the region that won experienced to host the upcoming year’s occasion. The Cup had been established in 1900 by the New York newspaper magnate James Gordon Bennett—a millionaire famed for funding yacht and balloon races and for pissing into pianos at parties—with the goal of fostering superior cars by sport. The 1902 Gordon Bennett Cup noticed a grueling a few-day race on open roadways in between Paris, France, and Innsbruck, Austria, that had been received by a British driver, Selwyn Edge, in a Napier. Holding the 1903 race in the United Kingdom, on the other hand, presented one particular key obstacle—a speed restrict of 12 mph.

Past races on open up roads experienced resulted in carnage, with vehicles touring at 50 mph and past totally alien to easy place people who had a habit of receiving run around. The British weren’t eager to danger any major disasters on residence turf, so, for the 1903 Gordon Bennett Cup, they arrived up with a option, which was to hold the party in Ireland (then portion of the United Kingdom) the place any main reduction of everyday living would not make as major a splash in the London papers and a in which a very little spectacle and pleasure would probable be welcomed. They weren’t improper.

It’s tough to fully grasp just how significantly enthusiasm the prospect of an intercontinental motor race produced in Eire at the time. This was big—soccer Environment Cup big—and with just all over 100 cars and trucks in the complete state, the prospect of the arrival of ultra-modern-day overseas racers was like an air present, a house launch, and a World’s Fair rolled into just one. An Act of Parliament ensured that the 12-mph pace restrict could be lifted for the event, and in the 6 months major up to the race, the Gordon Bennett was all any individual could communicate about, the newspapers operating content about its corporation nearly each and every day. That’s in which Joyce comes into the story. 

James Joyce, Motoring Journalist

In April 1903 Joyce was aged 22 and in Paris, acquiring abandoned his professional medical studies and was dwelling on remittances from residence and occasional little paychecks from producing gigs. Just one of individuals gigs for The Irish Situations concerned interviewing the racing driver Henri Fournier, who was scheduled to pilot a Mors for France in the Irish Gordon Bennett race.

Fournier was a effective driver, acquiring won the 1901 Paris-Bordeaux and Paris-Berlin races. He was forced to stop the 1902 Paris-Vienna race because of to transmission failure, the 1902 Gordon Bennett because of to a broken clutch, and he crashed in the disastrous Paris-Madrid of May 1903, the thirty day period right after Joyce’s interview. As a operates driver for Mors, he’d received plenty of races and even held a land pace record of 76.59 mph for a although in 1902, but in the lead-up to the 1903 Gordon Bennett, victories had been tricky to come by many thanks to a blend of negative luck and mechanical challenges. 

1904: Portrait of Irish author James Joyce, (1882 – 1941) aged 22, standing outside. (Photo by C. P. Curran/Hulton Archive/Getty Illustrations or photos)
Henri Fournier in 1901 (Wikimedia)

Fournier was a mechanic, working a garage in the center of Paris, the
frenetic ambiance that Joyce describes perfectly, capturing the enjoyment of an age where the auto was at the cutting edge of technology, but even now a luxurious for the wealthy.

“In the Rue d’Anjou, not far from the Church of the Madeleine is M. Henri Fournier’s put of company. ‘Paris Automobile’—a corporation of which M. Fournier is the manager—has its headquarters there,” he wrote. “Inside the gateway is a large square court docket, roofed above, and on the flooring of the courtroom and on wonderful shelves extending from the flooring to the roof are arranged motorcars of all measurements, shapes and colours. In the afternoon, this court is whole of noises, the voices of workmen, the voices of purchasers talking in 50 percent-a-dozen languages, the ringing of phone bells, the horns sounded by the ‘chauffeurs’ as the cars and trucks go in and out—and it is just about extremely hard to see M. Fournier unless of course 1 is organized to hold out two or three hours for one’s flip. But the potential buyers of ‘autos’ are, in a single perception, persons of leisure. The early morning, nonetheless, is a lot more favourable, and yesterday early morning, immediately after two failures, I do well in viewing M. Fournier.”

The job interview goes downhill from there. Regardless of Fournier currently being a works driver for Mors, Joyce does not even know what vehicle he’d be driving in the race and appears fully ill-ready. Fournier doesn’t appear to be way too intrigued in answering his concerns possibly. 

JJ: “I suppose you are preparing actively for your races?”

HF: “Well I have just returned from a tour to Monte Carlo and Pleasant.”

JJ: “On your racing equipment?”

HF: “No, on a equipment of smaller power.”

JJ: “Have you identified what device you will trip in the Irish race?”

JJ: “May I inquire the title of it—is it a Mercedes?”

The 1903 Mors Racer (Getty Images)

JJ: “And its horse-electric power?”

Joyce is very staggered by the truth of Fournier’s Mors’ prime velocity of 86 mph and the truth that he expects his normal velocity to operate at close to 61 mph. 

JJ: “Let me see, then your top pace is just about 86 miles an hour and your ordinary speed is 61 miles and hour.”

HF: “I suppose so, if we work out thoroughly.”

JJ: “It is an appalling rate. It is enough to burn up our roadways. I suppose you have seen the roads you are to journey?”

Alright, this isn’t a very good interview. Joyce comes throughout as entirely dropped at sea on the matter of auto racing. Even his biographer, Richard Ellmann, explained the piece as “bored and indifferent.” But that in itself can explain to us a lot, the two about Joyce and about Eire. 

A Sign of the Occasions

Joyce did not significantly treatment for cars. Following all, his magnum opus, Ulysses is, in just one sense, a ebook about walking. 

According to Ellmann: “Joyce’s belief of car racing was, he stated, like the view of horse racing of the late Shah of Persia. When the Shah was invited by King Edward to go to the races, he replied ‘I know that one horse operates quicker than another, but which unique horse it is does not fascination me.’”

But Joyce’s total absence of familiarity with cars or some of the primary principles of motor racing would also have been reflective of the similar feeling of novelty and suspicion with which The Irish Periods’ readership would have viewed racing. In a sense, his ignorance of the subject very likely mirrors that of most of his readers. “It is enough to melt away our roadways,” is certainly a silly assertion, but thinking about that donkeys and carts have been even now dominant in Ireland then, and that most of the roadways were being pitted, potholed and barely paved, it’s somewhat much more understandable.

As that April of 1903 went on, Joyce experienced far more pressing issues than racing on his brain. A few times soon after the job interview appeared in The Irish Situations, he gained word that his mom, May possibly, was dying of most cancers, and he promptly returned to Eire to treatment for her.

Ireland Hosts the 1903 Gordon Bennett Cup

When the race arrived in Eire at the finish of June 1903, it brought with it a carnival environment, the two in Dublin alone and in Kildare, wherever the race was to be held. Even though Joyce did not go to the race, he possible would have observed the cars arriving off the boat in Dublin in advance of the function and heard all the hubbub and chatter. One particular individual that didn’t, though, was Henri Fournier.

Driver Fernand Gabriel in the Mors at the start off of the 1903 Gordon Bennett Cup. (Getty Photos)

The previous Paris-Madrid race was a catastrophe, with eight individuals killed, such as 5 motorists and three spectators. Next the event, there ended up even moves by French politicians to have auto racing banned outright. Fournier survived, but his Mors was a single of the total 50 percent of the industry which did not complete. It is not fully crystal clear why Fournier was not portion of the trio of Rene de Knyff, Henri Farman, and Fernand Gabriel, who essentially competed for France in the Irish Gordon Bennett Cup race. It might have been politics on the element of the Car Club de France, or it might have been some thing to do with his much less-than-stellar modern performances.

Either way, he was not with the rivals who lined up in Kildare on the early morning of July 2, although one particular of his compatriots, de Knyff, place in a great showing, ending second in his Panhard above the 327 miles which were being lined involving dawn and dusk. This race, however, was absolutely diverse to occasions these as the Paris-Madrid on account of 1 unique innovation—actually closing the system to all but the rivals. It could have demanded a small army of 7,000 policemen, stewards and precise soldiers, but it was much better than the alternative. 

Unstoppable was Camille Jenatzy, a pink-haired Belgian nicknamed The Red Devil, piloting a Mercedes for Germany who took victory. An American named Percy Owen driving a Winton concluded 3rd. The Cleveland-primarily based automaker Alexander Winton himself also competed in his individual creation, but failed to finish inspite of a dogged functionality. The auto that he campaigned, Bullet No.2, is now element of the Smithsonian assortment. 

In its corporation and staging, the race was a full results, and, subsequent the Paris-Madrid catastrophe, is often described as “the race that saved motorsport” by historians. Not a single competitor or spectator fatality was recorded, and the 1903 Gordon Bennett proved that though racing could under no circumstances be thoroughly safe and sound, it didn’t have to be a massacre. An additional open-highway event like the Paris-Madrid wouldn’t consider location in Europe yet again until finally the 1st Mille Miglia in Italy in 1927.

Nevertheless he wasn’t a spectator, none of this passed Joyce by. Established less than a year later—on June 16, 1904—Jenatzy receives a transient point out in Ulysses acceptable, specified that the name had become part of the fabric of Dublin’s consciousness. Extra indicative of the race’s impression on Joyce, having said that, is that his limited tale, “After the Race,” also prepared in 1904, was primarily based on the occasions surrounding the race. That appeared in Dubliners in 1914 and like the job interview with Fournier, it’s not his most effective perform and he didn’t considerably like the story himself, saying so in a 1906 letter to his brother Stan. Now, it is regarded as the worst in the assortment, which, considering that Dubliners includes “The Dead”—possibly the finest shorter story prepared in English—doesn’t precisely make it poor.

There is a person aspect of the job interview that nonetheless holds up these days, no matter of no matter whether your title is Henri Fournier, Pierre Gasly or Sergio Perez, and that is Fournier’s nugget of wisdom that sometimes a driver can occur out on top in a race purely many thanks to a further one’s misfortune. Ending the job interview, Joyce asks Fournier who he thinks may acquire the Gordon Bennett, something which Fournier is hesitant to reply. 

JJ: “I suppose you would not like to be asked your feeling of the end result?”

JJ: “Yet, which country do you concern the most?”

HF: “I concern them all—Germans, People in america, English. They are all to be feared.”

JJ: “And how about Mr. Edge?”

JJ: “He gained the prize the previous time, did he not?”

JJ: “Then he really should be your most formidable opponent?”

HF: “O indeed… But you see, Mr. Edge gained, of training course, but… a male who was past of all and had no opportunity of winning may acquire if the other equipment broke.”

“Whatever way a person seems to be at this assertion,” Joyce concluded, “it seems tricky to problem its reality.”

David Mullen is an automotive writer—and dare we say a far better automotive author than James Joyce—based in Eire, with bylines in Driving.co.uk, Jalopnik, and other stores.