This is such an interesting book. I’ve decided recently I need to learn a bit more about American history but know so little that I have been struggling with the who’s who and then what to make of various players. American history is much like America herself – a bit like Norman Bates in Psycho, pleasant when you first meet him, but he can be a bit, well, psycho too. America has the best of people and the worst of people. Often these are one and the same person. Jefferson, for example, is someone I really do need to find out more about, and not just his slaves, but also his relationship with Native Americans, and as for Andrew Jackson, what an evil bastard he was – imagine literally burning the treaties Washington had signed! There are times when I regret being an atheist and so can have no hope that pricks like him won’t get to suffer for the rest of eternity in hell fires.
I hadn’t realised that Schama had made a four part documentary in the lead up to the last US Presidential election. I would have liked to have seen it. However, from what I can gather this book seems quite different (if not the least for being much more comprehensive) in that it doesn’t even seem to follow the structure of the documentary. If you were to ask me what this was about I would have to say America and her relationship with the peoples of rest of the world (although, really, that is all those people who are not white, Anglo-Saxon and Protestant, whether they live in the rest of the world or next door). Schama captures the split personality (duel personality?) of the US people beautifully – a country that can proudly proclaim, ‘send me your poor and huddled masses’ and yet have pogroms against the Chinese, that can fight a civil war to free slaves, but follow up with the ethnic cleansing of Native Americans, that can declare it to be self-evident that all men are created equal while owning slaves.
The chapters in this book on the US involvement in the Philippines is extremely distressing and, worse still, terrifyingly reminiscent of US involvement in Iraq. The descriptions of the tortures meted out to the ‘niggers’ (that is, local Filipinos) – particularly the unspeakably barbaric ‘water cure’ – almost defies belief. But again, I must read more Mark Twain – his attack on American Imperialism due to these atrocities and perversions of the American dream places him even further up my list of American heroes.
Perhaps the most interesting story in this book was that of the American military family, the Meigs. I had heard the story of how Arlington Cemetery came to be (built on the home of Robert E Lee). It is hard to think of a more direct statement of loathing than to turn someone’s home into a cemetery – how better to say, ‘this thou have wrought’ than to bury the soldiers killed in the Civil War right up to the windows of the general fighting that war. All of the Meigs discussed in this book, and their long involvement in American wars, were fascinating, but I think Monty Meigs remains one of the most fascinating of all – in fact, both of the Monty Meigs (Civil War and Vietnam War) are incredibly interesting men.
I think this was precisely the sort of history of America I needed to read. It is a quirky history written by an outsider looking in. America remains a paradox to me – for what other country can inspire quite so much hope and at the same time quite so much fear and despair? The chapter on Carter, Reagan and the energy crisis and the all too obvious fact that Americans simply don’t want to hear we have reached peak oil or that it may be time to think about tomorrow, was particularly depressing. The ‘spoilt brat’ side of the American psyche worries me very much – but it is important to remember that it is not just Americans who buy SUVs. It beggars belief that anyone could think it a good idea to drive around in a lounge room when there is any chance at all that those warning about global warming might just be right (even if the chance they are right was the most remote chance imaginable – if only it was). The idea that the world would move to heavier cars so as to burn our future faster just about proves we are a species that deserves to perish.
This is a wonderful book, and one that should do much to remind you of the great evil that racism is in all its guises. Well worth the read.