The Drowned Giant

Reading this short story, the first thing I could think of was the comparison it makes to the British museum and how it basically travelled the world and stole artifacts that didn’t belong to them. How they kind of forgot about the people affected, or what the artifacts meant to those cultures. A prime example is with Greece, they took a number of statues and important monuments, and when approached about it years later by the Greek government, the British refused to give the pieces back. It’s just an interesting comparison is all. I have no way of knowing if that’s really what the story is referencing, but that’s where my mind went and I feel it does have some valid connections. Just referencing the end of the story when the giants been picked apart and there isn’t much left. Is that not a decent analogy for the way the museum and other archeologists would come into areas and take until often the area left was devoid of the history that made their cultures so unique and interesting in the first place. Or how about the way the story depicts people ogling at the dead. Similar to the way that we ogle at these cultures passed in museums. An interesting comparison can be drawn between this story and that of the real world. How we handle new things. How we can disrespect those that came before us. It’s an interesting way to view the story as a cultural critique.