Today the culture is dominated by social media, which multiplies the power of the fashionable and new, many times over. That probably includes new books, or an old book mentioned by a public figure, especially if it inspires a Twitter storm.
I understand the gestalt involved in the conversation on new books, having been over many years a book reviewer and at times a book review editor. There's the journalistic agenda of focusing on the new, and the economic incentive for media of reviewing books that publishers are currently advertising. You want to participate in the main conversation, especially if you're looking to be a successful journalist, if not a cultural arbiter. (Although I once actually persuaded a book editor to publish my review of a book that was not only old but out of print.)
But those days are mostly over for me, and my reading takes other patterns. There are times--as in the past few months--when I'm aware that the book I'm reading is probably being read at the same time by very few people, perhaps no one else at all.
This is not a depressing thought, actually. It sometimes has the feeling of discovering buried treasure. But more times, I feel good about honoring the work of these perhaps forgotten authors, and learning what they had to say.
This has been especially true recently, as I found myself avid about getting a better feel for the first half of the 20th century, especially the 30s and 40s. So these perhaps obscure books (which were often popular when new) were news to me, and I read them eagerly and with gratitude.
This string of book was as usual the product of serendipity, my favorite research tool, along with selection.
This is Huntley's vivid autobiographical account of his early years in the northern Montana frontier--literally a frontier, for his family was among the first to settle and attempt ranching and farming on this recently available government-deeded land.
It was incredible to me that this was Chet Huntley's early 20th century childhood--the newscaster on the Huntley-Brinkley report I watched in the 1960s, reporting on the space program. He grew up when even radio was a novelty. His writing is surprisingly precise, descriptive and evocative. (Surprising perhaps because his on-camera persona was so spare and matter of fact.) Through his recollections, the specifics of the land and the times as he experienced them says a lot more generally about America in the first 30 years or so of the 20th century.
I knew Sevareid from his reporting and commentaries on the CBS television news, and I have a vague idea I saw him in person once as I covered the 1972 McGovern campaign. His boyhood in North Dakota had definite similarities to Huntley's, though his book also covers his college years and early reporting in Minnesota, his pre-World War II reporting in Europe, and his war reporting in China, Africa, Italy, Paris and London (where he began and ended the war, working with Edward R. Murrow.)
It's a fascinating book, not only for the pith and depth of his thoughts but for his sharp scene creation and narrative. The book describes at least two outsized adventures, once when he was young, and another when he survived an emergency parachute jump and several weeks among a tribe of headhunters in remote Asian mountains.
The book has a shape as well. It begins describing the functioning democracy of his small North Dakota town of Velva, and ends with the end of the war that tied the world together as never before, with a new role for the US. "America was involved in the world, all its little Velvas were in the world, and the world was now in them, and neither the world nor America would ever be the same."
The bulk of this book about the late 30s and 40s is a window on that era, and on what the war meant to those close to it. Sevareid's title--Not So Wild A Dream--is a quote taken from one of the most famous radio programs to that date, "On A Note of Triumph," about the end of the war in Europe, written by Norman Corwin.
I didn't know the name, but Norman Corwin was famous and influential from the late 30s into the 50s, but most prominently during World War II. As a writer, producer and director, he was variously called the Bard, the poet laureate, the Shakespeare of radio. Corwin's works, Nachman writes, "were sui generis, blending drama, history, journalism, verse, narrative, music, and sound into a kind of radio tone poem, using the finest actors, composers, poets and special effects available."
Yet as strange as they may sound now they were very popular programs, and CBS gave Corwin a free hand, never even asking to see scripts in advance. There are several of the actual broadcasts available on the Internet, including "Untitled" , and the more directly topical (and patriotic) "We Hold These Truths" and the aforementioned "On A Note of Triumph," probably the most famous of his many World War II programs. They still sound impressive. (I did a post here back in June relating "We Hold These Truths" to the 2016 election.)
I suppose the chief surprises, especially in the postscripts, are a couple of cliches knocked down. We think of soldiers marching off to fight Hitler with a firm idea of what they were fighting for, and everybody on the homefront pitching in happily to do their bit for the boys in uniform. In fact, a lot of businesses and individuals groused about wartime restrictions, including businesses on the coasts that were irate about being told to turn out their lights so that American transport ships weren't sitting ducks for enemy submarines. And a lot of soldiers--and the general public--had no idea what the war was about.
So Corwin gave an American's perspective on England (the two peoples were not especially close at the time) with a series about an American's experiences visiting England. He made founding concepts contemporary--and gave them some flesh and blood--in "We Hold These Truths." And so on.
Another insight lost in the cliches was a purpose that gets ignored but that Corwin emphasizes--bringing the values of equality and cooperation that helped win the war into a lasting peace--not another debacle like the Great War's end. It meant in part sustaining international cooperation, raising standards of living, and breaking down old barriers like the class system. They weren't fighting just to defeat evil. They were fighting for a better future.
That was expressed for example in those final words of "On A Note of Triumph" that Sevareid quotes: "Post proofs that brotherhood is no so wild a dream as those who profit by postponing it pretend..."
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