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It is unclear exactly how long the narrator’s sleep deprivation has gone on, but it is clear that he is close to complete madness. In this state, he leaves his body, looking down on the people and spirits (Sonny and crapulent major) that occupy his torture chamber: “While those below were human and ghost, I was the supernatural Holy Spirit, clairvoyant and clairaudient” (355).
The novel’s text shifts format in this chapter, and the final stages of his interrogation are written in the format of a screenplay. The characters are listed as Myself, the Commandant, the Commissar, and The Doctor. The narrator reveals that he wanted his father dead; and, according to Man, it is this wish that leads to the actual killing of his father, which pleases the Commandant, as the narrator’s father was a colonizing Catholic priest. After this admission, the Commandant and the Doctor leave the room, leaving Man and the narrator alone for a moment.
Man weeps and begs the narrator to kill him with his gun, “I’m crying because I can hardly bear to see you so afflicted. But I cannot save you except to have you afflicted” (362). At this, the narrator laughs. Ultimately, Man chooses to live, which will keep both the narrator and Bon alive.
Man resumes the narrator’s torture, picking up with his final question: “What is more precious than independence and freedom?” When the narrator’s tenuous hold on reality finally snaps, he experiences a revelation about humanity through a vision of his conception, somehow seeing the sperm and egg from which he was created—and suddenly, he understands the true meaning of the answer to Man’s question, which is “nothing.”
It is months after the narrator’s torture has finally ended, and he is still ruminating on the nature of “nothing.” “The answer,” the narrator says, “was so absurd that now, months later and in the temporary safety of the navigator’s house, I laugh even as I reread this scene of my enlightenment” (370). The narrator, still touched by madness, tells us that he finally got “the joke” of the Commissar’s question, to which “nothing” was the punch line. Basically, to understand why anyone goes to war is madness, so to understand the “nothing” in Man’s slogan, one must be somewhat mad: “A good student cannot understand nothing; only the class clown, the misunderstood idiot, the devious fool, and the perpetual joker can do that” (370). Put another way, the narrator realizes something unsettling about the cyclical nature of human nature, seeing how the Communists had gone from being oppressed to oppressors: “I understood, at last, how our revolution had gone from being the vanguard of political change to the rearguard hoarding power. In this transformation, we were not unusual” (376).
The narrator, we learn, directly after the torture had been rendered a “grinning simpleton huddled in the corner,” and doctors feared he would never speak again (371). After months more of rehabilitation, studying his confession, and learning to speak again, the narrator and Bon are released.
In another narrative shift, the first-person perspective of the narrator changes from the singular “I” to the plural “we,” signaling that the narrator’s metaphorically divided mind has become a literally divided mind after his torture: “I was the man of two minds, me and myself. We had been through so much, me and myself. Everyone we met had wanted to drive us apart from each other, wanted us to choose either one thing or another, except the Commissar” (376). Bon and the narrator end up fleeing Vietnam, but they do not return to America—instead, they join the boat people, the group of Vietnamese refugees with no final destination.
The conclusion of The Sympathizer is dense with the twisting, circular logic of the narrator’s deteriorated mind. When his consciousness finally splits into two entities, it seems to be the natural (and also unnatural) consequence of the bullying he has suffered his entire life: “We had been through so much, me and myself. Everyone we met had wanted to drive us apart from each other, wanted us to choose either one thing or another, except the commissar” (376).
That the narrator joins the boat people after his escape is significant, especially in light of his recent transformation from “I” to “we.” The “boat people” is a collective term, and based on the language the narrator uses in the closing paragraphs of the book, smacks of revolutionary rhetoric: “Despite it all—yes, despite everything in the face of nothing—we still consider ourselves revolutionary. We remain the most hopeful of creatures, a revolutionary in search of a revolution, although we will not dispute being called a dreamer doped by an illusion” (382). At last, having been broken completely, the narrator—and the collective “we” that encompasses all the destitute groups of the world—are in a frame of mind to begin another revolution. This promise of revolution, however, is not a hopeful note, as it reinforces the notion that the cyclical nature of power changing hands will continue, as it has throughout history ad infinitum.
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