“Do you want to tell the truth, or do you want to tell a story?”
Of course I wanted a story and what a story I have been given! Amazingly beautiful told by the best narrator I have ever listened. Adam Hazzard (predestined name) is perilously close to become my addiction. His words are rolling, enveloping you in a world seen through the eyes of one of (if not) the kindest, honest, naïve (in appearance), plain-spoken and reliable friend ever.
Quoting him: I mean to set down here the story of the life and adventures of Julian Comstock, better known as Julian the Agnostic or (after his uncle) Julian Conqueror. Readers familiar with the name will naturally expect scenes of blood and betrayal, including the War in Labrador and Julian’s run-in with the Church of the Dominion. I witnessed all those events firsthand, and at closer proximity than I might have liked, and they are all described in the five “Acts” (as I call them) that follow. In the company of Julian Comstock I traveled from the pine-bark Eden in which I was born all the way to Mascouche, Lake Melville, Manhattan, and stranger places; I saw men and governments rise and fall; and I woke many a morning with death staring me in the face. Some of the memories I mean to set down aren’t pleasant ones, or flattering, and I tremble a little at the prospect of reliving them, but I intend to spare no one―we were what we were, and we became what we became, and the facts will ennoble or demean us, as the reader chooses to see it. But I begin the story the way it began for me―in a town in the boreal west, when Julian was young, and I was young, and neither of us was famous.
As always, RCW gives life to perfect characters; his stories are wrapped around people and their experiences in various circumstances. Do not expect out of the ordinary events or last-minute twists; do expect though to be amazed by how compelling the story of two young men in their journey to adulthood can be.
We are in the 22nd century; United States are regressed to 18th century development due to the fall after the end of oil. The country is a Republic, but Dominion Church (of Jesus Christ on Earth) is having a tremendous power. Books and movies from previous era have been banned – the fewest can read, the better; Darwin is considered the ultimate apostate. Society is divided in three classes: the Aristos (owners) – from which Julian Comstock is, the leasing class (workers of different crafts) and the indentured laborers (the owned) - our narrator, Adam is in between these last two. But he knows how to read and write and has a deep love for books. When Julian arrives in his town, fleeing from his murderer uncle (the president), they became good friends, sharing their love for books and knowledge. And so, their journey begins.
Of course there is more than just the story of the two. RCW touches a lot of sensitive subjects related to society, religion and humanity in general. And through the words of Adam you’ll get the thoughts and convictions of a philosopher (Julian) and simple people like Adam or others but who are willing to learn and are open minded; pursuit of knowledge is a key issue in the book.
I think Julian’s character was inspired by the Roman Emperor, Julian the Apostate. He was a prominent philosopher and won a crushing victory against a Germanic army, same as here. According to Wikipedia, Julian was a man of unusually complex character: he was "the military commander, the theosophist, the social reformer, and the man of letters". He was the last non-Christian ruler of the Roman Empire, and he believed that it was necessary to restore the Empire's ancient Roman values and traditions in order to save it from dissolution. He purged the top-heavy state bureaucracy and attempted to revive traditional Roman religious practices at the expense of Christianity. Julian also forbade the Christians from teaching classical texts and learning. His rejection of the Christianity imposed on him in his youth, and his promotion of Neoplatonic Hellenism in its place caused him to be remembered as Julian the Apostate by the church. Pretty much the description of our Julian.
Albeit him being such a complex character, I deeply rooted for Adam - he will stay with me forever; I am certain that I will come back and reread the book in the years to come.
And I could say a lot more about this book, but I don’t have the words to capture its beauty and geniality. Instead, I will leave some fragments with you – I think they are much more convincing than I am.
I was feeling magnanimous―the day was bright, the air had a delicate warmth, and a general languor had descended over the camp (along with the swampy smell of the thawing prairie and an unfortunate breeze from the latrines).
[After teaching a fellow private, Lymon Pugh, to read and write]
“I guess I can tell you how to make a fine Knocker.”
“That might be a good example, since I don’t know what a Knocker is.”
“Oh, well,” (warming to his subject), “I guess anyone can make a crude sort of Knocker―you’ve probably done it yourself, though maybe they call it by some other name in Athabaska. A Knocker, Adam, you know: the thing you use when you want to knock someone about the head.”
“Perhaps if you described it.”
“Put a stone in the end of a sock and you have one. Swing it in a circle and bring it down on the skull of your enemy: bang!”
Lymon Pugh came by as I was deep in these reveries, and I showed him the letter. He puzzled over it a moment.
“My lessons in reading don’t seem to have advanced this far,” he said.
“Of course you can’t read it. It’s written in Dutch.”
“Dutch? They don’t just speak that noise, they also write it down?”
"I was moved by her somber expression, which implied a soul less hardened than she liked to pretend; and I was even more moved when she found the Christian charity to utter a quick prayer for the soul of poor dead Job. [“Passe mon bonjour au Diable quand tu le verras .”]"
“And eventually that child of God was returned to his Creator―scorned, insulted, beaten, humiliated, and finally nailed to a splintery cross and suspended in the Galilean sunshine until he died of his wounds both physical and spiritual. “God received this much-abused gift by return mail, as it were, and He was ferociously scornful, and said to humanity, ‘See what you do with Innocence? See what you make of Love and Goodwill when it looks you in the eye?’ And so saying He turned His back on Mankind, and determined never to speak to the human race again, or have any other dealings with it.
“And even this,” Julian said, “might have been a useful lesson, taken as such; but Man misunderstood his own chastening, and imagined that his sins had been forgiven, and put up effigies of the tortured demigod and the instrument on which he had been broken, and marked the event every Easter with a church service and a colorful hat. And as God made Himself deaf to Man, so Man became deaf to God; and our prayers languished in the dead air of our cavernous churches, and do so to this day.”