Picking Connnection; Choosing Control Absalom, Absalom! by William Faulkner is a labyrinth; it is a labyrinth with incalculable temporary re-routes and impasses, pathways that lead to a finale and snags to be defeated in transit there. One such deterrent is the triangular connection between Henry Sutpen, Judith Sutpen, and Charles Bon. Not similarly adjusted is this triangle and the included gatherings, every edgy for a necessary chore that is other, sticking to each other with relatively solid grasps. They find in each other, or rather, they find in the position each other holds, conceivable outcomes that will satisfy needs they have as people. They are constantly interconnected, however, and, at long last, nobody's needs are met or thought processes are worked out. Henry and Judith Sutpen permit themselves to be controlled by and gotten up to speed in the fantastical emanation that is Charles Bon, realizing beyond any doubt it might prompt calamity, however waiting be a piece of it nonetheless.
