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452 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 13, 1996
Hungry Ghosts: Mao’s Secret Famine by Jasper Becker was a history of the devastation that plagued China over the four years of the Great Leap Forward, a nationwide initiative to boost agriculture and industry to unprecedented heights. Mao Tse-Tung, the Chairman of the Chinese Communist Party, wanted to develop agriculture by introducing modern industrialization to the fields. The focus of this book was how the mass collectivization of land and questionable farming policies led to the deaths of millions.
From 1958 to 1962 rural life was uprooted and people forced out of their homes, dispossessed of everything they owned. They worked around the clock to the point of exhaustion and collapse. In spite of the proven success of farming expertise passed down through generations from people who knew the land and how to care for it, the authorities made them adopt new techniques that promised miraculous yields.
It didn’t take long for the Great Leap to fall backward. By the end of 1958 the peasants were starving. Believing its own propaganda, the government expected the crops to deliver up to ten times what they produced in previous harvests, and they were determined to find it when it came time to collect. The crops didn’t even produce what they had in the past, much less doubling or trebling the output, because of the bogus Soviet Lysenko agricultural policies which seemed based more on witchcraft than actual science. The cult of Mao meant that no one was to doubt much less contradict him, so seed was wasted and soil bled dry. Some crops that did grow were left to rot, as Mao’s focus on mass industrialization removed the peasants from the fields and forced them into construction projects such as dam building and digging irrigation canals. No one could see the forest for the trees as they were all blindly focussed on Mao’s edicts and enforcing the policies of the Great Leap Forward–with no exceptions. Entire crop yields were taken, leaving the peasants with nothing. Fearing the peasants were hiding grain, as no one was producing the numbers expected of them, the government launched a campaign of terror, ransacking homes, tearing up floors, and removing anything that could serve as a substitute.
Before I read this book I was put off by the idea that Becker might be heavy on Chinese policy and the goings-on at government meetings. In other words, I hoped this book wasn’t going to quote official Chinese Communist Party minutes verbatim. This was an oversize paperback of 344 pages of dense text. In spite of the unappealing page layout I could not put this book down, reading it for hours at a time. Becker captured the overall sense of unquestioning devotion and cultlike fervour that possessed Mao’s cabinet. Mao was not the first Chinese megalomaniac, and the author delved into Chinese history to show how past dynasties and emperors elicited the same godlike power over their people. It was rare but some people in high places did alert Mao to the famine going on right under their noses. By exposing the contradictions to Mao’s official policies as catastrophic failures, these people were executed or exiled.
Becker did not sensationalize the repercussions of the famine, and let history speak for itself. As food dwindled people sought food substitutes: tree bark, leaves, grasses and roots. They even looked through animal feces for undigested grains. The greatest taboo, cannibalism, was widespread. Becker wrote a chapter on The Anatomy of Hunger, describing how the body reacts and shuts down when deprived of food for an extended period. What I learned from the Holodomor is that people in the most extreme cases of starvation won’t suddenly jump at the sight of food and gobble it all down. Their stomachs are unable to absorb anything and Becker wrote of people who, near death, did in fact die after eating their first solid food in weeks. This explains why those who are being treated for starvation need IV hookups and not steaming plate after plate of dinner. I read the chapters on the decimation of some entire villages with such profound sadness. Families derived hierarchies of death, saving whatever was edible for the strong and leaving the children and elderly to die. Thirty million died, at least. Although I wrote that I could not put this book down, when I had to stop reading for the day I did so each time with a heavy heart. I can’t recall a book that has ever left me with such a sense of depression.