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417 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 2012
The English people believe me a RussianAnd yet al-Afghani was able to keep his focus on power to the subjugated people of Asia and exhort them to greater resistance to the imperialist power being brought to bear upon them by the West. Al-Afghani turns up wherever societal turmoil was in progress (Afghanistan, India, Turkey, Egypt, Iraq, Iran) and by his writings and speeches was able to urge a “protective modernization” upon fellow Muslims: “self-strengthening without blind imitation of the West, and who insisted that the Koran itself sanctioned many of the values—individual freedom and dignity, justice, the use of reason, even patriotism—touted by Turkish high officials as ‘Western.’” “Fanaticism and political tyranny” were the basic evils of unreformed Muslim society, he argued, the means by which the West had come to dominate the East.
The Muslims think me a Zoroastrian
The Sunnis think me a Shiite
And the Shiite think me an enemy of Ali
Some of the friends of the four companions have believe me a Wahhabi
Some of the virtuous Imamites have imagined me a Babi…
They had failed to notice the intense desire for equality and dignity among peoples whom Europe's most influential thinkers, from Hegel and Marx to John Stuart Mill, had deemed unfit for self-rule — thinkers whose ideas, ironically, would in fact prove highly potent among these 'subject peoples'.The books I value most are the ones that fill in the gaps in some particular paradigm shifting fashion, something that confronts what is commonly delivered as need-to-know and says, no, you're wrong, or, no you're harmful, or, no, you may have been useful for the sense of stability of a third grader, but not for grown adults who have grown into responsibility for the world around them. Much as I have major qualms with certain aspects of this work, Mishra continues a line of learning that in my reading experience has been preceded by Nehru's The Discovery of India, Farmaian's Daughter of Persia, Fanon's The Wretched of the Earth, and a number of others, fiction and on, that tell the tales of lands where many members of my communities hail from and to none of which I've been. My appraisal of this work rests less on its individual merits (which are indeed extraordinary) and more on how it functions in a continuum of coming into awareness that I have participated in for some time now. Much of it is simplistic as consequence of its broad scope and comparatively few pages in its monumental effort to essentially spoon feed a century of existence of more than half the globe to a different 20% of it, or whatever percentage white people make up of the world these days, and my rating is modified accordingly. My evaluation is also as much for Mishra's writing as for his plentiful bibliography and recommended reads, at least one of which I was gratified to see as already being on my shelf. Needless to say, I enjoy the sense that I'm on the right track.
'I think that when a woman's education is neglected, then even if all the males of a nation are learned and high-minded, still the nation is able to survive in its acquired stage only for that generation. When they disappear, their children, who have the character and educational deficiencies of their mothers, betray them, and their nation returns to the state of ignorance and distress.This is not an introductory book by any means, and by the end, the text is a whirlwind of vaguely recognized and imminently recalled key terms that have floated around the peripherals of minds of folks subjected to the sort of propaganda that I encounter on a day to day basis. This is in part caused by Mishra moving away from his tack of following a few key and/or widely traveled historical figures, so I for one am grateful that he lent his readers that structure for most of this work. It allowed me to learn without being bowled over too much, and while his superficial jumping around grew inadequate at parts (his glossing over the Armenian genocide is why I downgraded the rating), I know have so much more context for Nehru, Mao, Saddam Hussein, Indira Gandhi, Japanese imperialism, Chinese communism, jihads, Islam, Aung San Suu Kyi, and so many others and so much else that I have piecemeal knowledge of and plan to pursue in much greater detail in the future. Needless to say, this has been an invigorating reading experience, and even Mishra's abject hypocrisy in touching on the violent failures of Japan and China without delving in to the means to an end of Turkey's comparative "success" can't completely ruin it for me (although I don't blame anyone for whom it does). It takes what is silently considered publicly permissible to pass over in my corner of the world and draws connections from one world shaking phenomenon to another: perhaps not as consistently or thoroughly as one would like, but still drawing certain conclusions in certain places in an objective enough manner for one to be able to easily apply such conclusions in other lands and eras. This is a book I can see myself consulting in the future for the sake of recommended reading, to the point that I may even keep this book rather than send it on its way like most others. We'll have to see.
-Jamal al-Din al-Afghani
Much of China would remain exposed to the vagaries of warlordism until 1927 — a situation made familiar to contemporary readers in pre-Taliban Afghanistan where arms from abroad flooded the country, old elites struck deals with military strongmen, and ordinary people suffered from arbitrary taxes and confiscations of property. Mao Zedong's native province of Hunan was particularly ravaged by rival warlords, and the bitter lessons of chaos and misrule would haunt future generations of Chinese.This goes on the small list of books (there's only one other work on it so far) from 2019 that may end up being an absolute favorite of mine, and that really does not happen too often these days. I have my qualms with it, but I got so much out of it that I'd hate to relegate it to the rest of the four stars, or even the five stars, that I normally pass through. I suppose, like anything worthwhile, it necessitates struggle, and I hope to be able to think back on this when I read works this book touches upon, such as the biography of Tagore that I have on hand, or the Arabic memoir of Napoleon's invasion of Egypt that was recommended to me by this work's bibliographic essay. I've spent so long on one side of the knowledge globe that I recognize when gaps are being filled, and any work that does that has my gratitude, critical as it needs be at times.
'China's only crime' had been 'her weakness and her belief in international justice after the war [(WWI)]. If, driven to desperation she attempts something hopeless, those who have helped her to decide her fate cannot escape a part of the responsibility.'
—Liang Qichao
These great civilizations were at last run to death by men of the type of our precocious schoolboys of modern times, smart and superficially critical, worshippers of self, shrewd bargainers in the market of profit and power, efficient in their handling of the ephemeral, who...eventually, driven by suicidal forces of passion, set their neighbors' houses on fire and were themselves enveloped by flames.
-Rabindranath Tagore, Crisis in Civilization