"The Bet" by Anton Chekhov
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Also, don't hate the banker, they have feelings too. Or something.
I was first introduced to it in junior high school as a short film, and it left a lasting impression on me.
And being heavily shortened, the film left much to my imagination. I like my version better than Chekov's, but that seems to be the same as liking the book better than the movie (although, technically a reversal, in this case).
Ah, imagination.
The confined person showed stages of mental/social evolution: lackadaisical behavior, then alcohol abuse/raging/abject misery, then (my favorite) a sobering up and re-awakened thirst for knowledge.
When the confined is finally spoken to, he almost dismisses his first human contact in years as intrusive/annoying.
This says quite a bit about me, doesn't it? :)
Enlightenment is about understanding pleasure, pain and peace through knowledge and experience.
With money you can mostly avoid pain while seeking inner peace and enjoying once in a while a well deserved pleasure.
So even if you find the budhist nirvana of controlling misery by supresing all needs, you still need to live by the standards of this world.
And you need some money for that.
I'd take the money and run for the hills.
IT seems that he gained wisdom by reading all kinds of philosophers and learning languages , and after that he was able to truly understand the bible. And then after studying the bible for a couple of years he truly understood the meaning of it. Then he indiscriminately read a bunch of random literature and scientific books trying to find if there is any earthly thing that is worthwhile at all and found none.
So in the end he discovered that the entire argument of whether to have fifteen years of your life to enjoy your youth or to have 2 million rubles but not your youth is pointless because neither of these things amount to anything in view of the infinite universe and the fact that time always moves on and everyone dies, etc. So he saw all earthly pleasures pointless in comparison to attaining admission to heaven so he gave away the two million to presumably live a simple God fearing life and join Heaven.
And of course, ironically, he would have never gotten the money anyway, if he did not forsake the money he would have been dead.
The "wisdom" which they spout always comes across as kinda trite and sophomoric. I don't think there's any way around it.
Also, while I agree that the piece is more philosophical than literary, it's more than just an argument for the younger man's perspective. After all, if the argument were irrefutable, the banker, who knows everything that we know, would have adopted the younger man's perspective. Instead, he hides the papers in the safe. Why? And in what other ways do people "put the papers in the safe" so to speak?
I think the story would be enhanced if we were never shown what was in the letter. The banker goes to the cell and finds the man missing and the letter in his place, reads the letter and goes and locks it in his safe. I think that would be a better ending, but then again there's probably a reason why Chekhov is considered a great writer and I'm not.