I've struggled with this book: struggled to read it and to review it, not as much as those noble and ignoble men who explored Antarctica struggled, but right now it seems close. The author is a well-respected professor and penguin expert, has received awards and even written about penguins for the Smithsonian. So this book may well be an abomination -- I mean aberration. He practices what he calls "creative non-fiction." I have other words for it and can't use any of them.
The book is an incoherent mashup of Adelie penguin studies (mostly of their sexual behavior), leering looks into the sex lives of long-dead Antarctic explorers, and unorganized information about so many different Antarctic expeditions and their men that if one hasn't read up on them elsewhere, reading "A Polar Affair" will likely result in confusion and possibly headaches. (And now I'm jealous of my friend with eidetic memory.) I've read many excellent books on all of the expeditions written about here and their men, and I feel I know less about them now than I did before I read "A Polar Affair." My brains are scrambled, I cannot unread this book and can only hope its contents fade with time.
The hook this worm is hung on is that Murray Levick, the man Scott selected to be physician for the Terra Nova expedition but who Scott did not choose to be part of the group headed to the Pole, spent a long time with a different group at Cape Adare, the largest breeding ground for Antarctic Adelie penguins, and so became the first to study them.
This was Victorian times, Levick was a modest man and in his journal he used coded Greek to cover up the info on many of the Adelie's sexual practices. Upon returning to England he published his findings minus the coded parts. One hundred years later his original journal was discovered, the author was given access and learned that he in fact was not the first researcher to document the varied sex lives of Adelies. Occasionally this book seemed like revenge.
Mixed in "A Polar Affair" along with the penguin research and some info on the Terra Nova expedition and on the simultaneous and successful Amundsen one, are details about other expeditions and explorers. They include, in no particular order, and they show up in the book in no particular order: Byrd, Peary, Shackleton, Mawson, Cook, Nansen, Ross and Franklin.
I recognize this is boring so far and I may have lost you as Spencer Davis lost me many times -- but now it gets good or, in my opinion, really bad. Why, I asked myself repeatedly, are these explorers mentioned in a book that purports to be about the research of Murray Levick and the author on Adelie penguins in Antarctica?
And it I think it comes (no pun intended) down to sex. After a while I came to the conclusion that the main reason he's displaced these other explorers in the book is so he can talk about their sex lives too. He is not just a professional voyeur of Adelies, he's leering back a hundred years at the sex lives of these men.
Many times I had to re-read the author's credentials, which include a Ph.D. from University of Alberta, whose science professors he claims clearly care more about their scientific studies than their grooming or exercise, because they're all overweight with bad hair. How proud U of A must be of this alum!
In "A Polar Affair" he writes about Adelie sex gleefully, specifically, extensively and with the enthusiasm of a man flashing schoolchildren on the playground. This is an advance review copy so I'm not free to quote Spencer Davis or my entire review would consist of nothing but quotes, there are so many that are so odd.
Throughout I found myself wondering if Banksy is now writing books, and in the genre "creative non-fiction." It's the only explanation I could think of for the publication of "A Polar Affair" (wink wink).
The Adelies: Spencer Davis has short introductions to each part named after and describing some of the Adelies' sexual behaviors. These are: Homosexuality, Divorce, Infidelity, Rape and Prostitution. And these are: penguins. One wonders if he ran out of parts or if the publisher drew the line at Sodomy and Necrophilia.
Because it certainly seems like it's the sex he's interested in (and possibly his research associate Fiona). He takes so much delight in the male homosexual activities of these penguins, describing their creative positions with more enthusiasm than anything he writes about Scott, except perhaps his wife's love affairs.
He anthropomorphizes the penguins to such a degree that he seems to actually consider them capable of divorce, intentional rape and prostitution and necrophilia. Even when females are being raped multiple times in a row by different males, how can anyone ever know they don't enjoy it; that would require Adelie criminal attorneys. And just because the female steals a good stone from a male's nest after sex with him does not make her a prostitute. Perhaps she desires both the sex and the stone.
For a respected author and scientist he comes (oh that word again) off as quite the pervert. Can penguins know they're committing necrophilia? Does the stuffed penguin doll he uses to watch them have simulated necrophilia constitute meaningful scientific inquiry? And most important, would you want your kids to enroll in this man's classes?
I'll leave the rest, since I can't quote, to paraphrase and let you decide if this is a worthy tome. Lloyd Spencer Davis, eminent scientist and university professor:
Writes that if Antarctica were a body, Cape Adare would be its genitals.
Regularly drops the f-bomb to describe sex acts of penguins and men, although with the penguins he most often uses what I can only assume is the technical scientific term: bonking.
Discusses the sex lives of just about every explorer. Because this is creative nonfiction.
Writes with no real evidence that Amundsen -- the hero who was not only first to the South Pole but who fifty years later history would prove was also first to the North Pole -- was asexual.
(In between are lodged vital bits of info about Antarctic exploration and other info on Adelies, including important things such as studying their stomach contents so repulses Spencer Davis he makes his research assistants do it [perhaps he spares Fiona?] along with a detailed description of how it takes two skuas to take apart a dead Adelie fledgling and eat it.)
He lets us know the crucial info that Shackleton prefered to read Browning as prelude to seduction and that Nansen mailed nude photos of himself to a particular woman he very much desired.
That Levick's son, who was mentally challenged, as an adult liked to run or ride his bicycle around naked in the village where he lived.
He refers to penguin rape as a heinous crime, which made me wonder why no one has made a citizens' arrest of the offending Adelies and again, whether Banksy wrote this book.
Mentions that males will bonk anything within a flipper's length of them and that during courtship they'll bonk anything that moves.
And throughout he keeps tabs on the explorers' affairs, lovers, breakups, even the suicide of one explorer who was sleeping with the wife of another while that one was away in Antarctica and who, upon his return, made up for lost time bonking many, many women not his wife.
And here I just have to use an exact quote (with apologies to Amazon and the publisher) referring to the Adelies' looks, because it is perhaps the worst sentence I've ever -- well, judge for yourself:
"But when all the participants in a soap opera look identical, it is hard to see the opera let alone the soap."
Science marches on. Penguins march on. This book marches on like an adolescent male on his way to a friend's house to watch porn. And I have marched on to another, far better nonfiction book which I hope will help bleach this one from my mind.