In Trinity, Leon Uris takes history apart and allows readers to look beyond events as taught. So that we might truly understand what history feels like.
Important, when we study or talk of our past history... Before my Nan passed away, I would walk into the kitchen & she would lie back in her chair, mumbling poetry to herself of the black and tans, of the famine... She mumbles because it's a tale, not a story. It was my history, her history, a peoples history. That I stop to listen to her tale is not important, its told with indifference to audience. It's the contradiction between a wish to say a story & the need to tell a tale.
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My Gran remembered those times & equally with more passion than her own lips could mumble, would have watched her family mumble such tales, for their own need to speak what their eyes & hearts have seen and felt... It was etched in her heart, in the person she became & in the life she led... That whats so special about Trinity
Leon Uris bases this story in the north of Ireland. By doing so he offered readers explanations of the dynamics of what is termed the struggles. On one hand he explains the reality of the Protestant/Presbetarian relationship with Catholics. How it was not ignorance that fueled hatred, but social distance & marginalisation maintained through years of false religious doctrine. They were not just second class citizens in the eyes of protestants, they were a plague, an infestation that were hated by protestants, but equally in their eyes, by God himself as not worthy. An attitude which, by its very nature, scorned at the prospect of interaction and integration. Protestants actively distanced themselves from Catholics, they were being squeezed and strangled as a people..
Now to me the last few parts of this review were about the intelligence of the book itself, Leon Uris's use of fictional characters reflective of the attitudes of the time to explain the dynamics of such history... In my opinion perfectly, intelligently accomplished. If that was the the book alone it would be brilliance, however he does something else in this book, which to me is simply magical...
There were times; I literally had to stop reading passages, as the emotion struck home... In particular "Ballyutogue" Part I... He encompasses all the spirit of a family of that time with poetic, magical genius, starting with the arrival of a "Shanachie", following a family death and wake... the shanachie tells tales of wonder, fairytales to Connor and Seamus, the struggles of their family, he goes on to explain the Potato Famine, its heartbreaking reality as seen through the eyes of a man (Connor's Granfar), who in spite of all the struggles faced stood proud, a famine that broke his soul... Leon Uris painstakingly builds that story, as if we, as readers were seamus & connor, like children, wrapped up in the magic of a bedtime story, but certainly not a sweet tale, designed to send children to sleep.
There's a tradition in Catholicism of crossing yourself as you pass a graveyard.. whilst we get on with our daily lives, we pass a place where souls rest, with lives once lived as we do our own, of a different time, but equally colorful & magical... I think to read Trinity, is to cross yourself, to say "I want to know the people we talk of as "history". To know the personalities, the families, the struggles, the spirit. To do so puts names to faces, it explains to me, why something so long ago, is really still here today, as fresh as the day it happened in my Gran's mumblings.
Souls being timeless; Leon Uris keeps the past as our present real & alive, with the magic of a shanachie.
You'll need to read all 887 pages over and over again if you think this is about history, you lose the point of the book and the intentions of its author.
And so the book opens with the quotation...
"There is no present or future-only the past happening over and over again-now."