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@ -88,4 +88,4 @@ And on and on.\footnote{And they do go on, do they not?}
That transcendental estimation of God peeks through here and there (``Why, exalted is God, and we know not, the humber of His years is unfathomed,'' Elihu admits. (Job 36:26, Alter)), but he's constantly interrupting himself with exhortations to Job that, because he cannot possibly understand God, he should stop trying.
Elihu's speech ends quite abruptly, but such is the nature of interpolations. We are left discomfited by the disjoint narrative, gritting our teeth and tensing before our books as Elihu leaves off only for God to speak. If we are to take the NOAB editor's suggestion and move Elihu back to before the hymn to wisdom, to make that hymn his rather than Job's, then this greatly smooths things out, but again, as they say, this is the book we are left with now, and that discomfort, that tension is now part of the canon. Without it, this book would not be Job. All stories are perforce interpolations within real events, this essay began, and we cannot change the canon of Job any more easily than we can change the canon of our lives.\footnote{And perhaps this is why I can't let go of that time, that version of me who died and the intercalary years that followed. There's no way for me to sort them into some handier spot. I can't move my recognition of my transness from after university to before high school. I can't change how I acted then, how I responded. Transition is a story, stories are interpolations, and this is the canon I've got.}
Elihu's speech ends quite abruptly, but such is the nature of interpolations. We are left discomfited by the disjoint narrative, gritting our teeth and tensing before our books as Elihu leaves off only for God to speak. If we are to take the NOAB editor's suggestion and move Elihu back to before the Hymn to Wisdom, to make that hymn his rather than Job's, then this greatly smooths things out, but again, as they say, this is the book we are left with now, and that discomfort, that tension is now part of the canon. Without it, this book would not be Job. All stories are perforce interpolations within real events, this essay began, and we cannot change the canon of Job any more easily than we can change the canon of our lives.\footnote{And perhaps this is why I can't let go of that time, that version of me who died and the intercalary years that followed. There's no way for me to sort them into some handier spot. I can't move my recognition of my transness from after university to before high school. I can't change how I acted then, how I responded. Transition is a story, stories are interpolations, and this is the canon I've got.}