Howard Phillips Lovecraft (Wikipedia) was a nervous racist.
Though progressive in other ways, Lovecraft was uncommonly regressive on the idea of race, even for his time. He wrote of his own attachment to the past as one of comfortable “illusion”, a hollow protection from meaningless chaos. In his stories, a thorough inquiry will often result in a negative self-image. People like to offer biographical explanations for such things. For example, Lovecraft would not admit—perhaps not even to himself—that his father, Winfield, slowly died of syphilis while the boy began to write.
No audience—not even a racist one—will recognize its conscious experience or aspiration in Lovecraft. He was interested in the distant, the unknown and the external. I admire that. At the same time, by avoiding anthropocentrism and wishful thinking, he succeeded in building monstrous metaphors for the subconscious human fear of dysteleology. Paradoxically, this opens him up even to readers looking for themselves.
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