Description of the World -
Part 48
Fourth Shelf
John Keegan, The Mask
of Command (I kept reading Keegan even though he never produced another
book with the freshness and virtuosity of the Face of Battle. Writers on
military subjects are at risk for becoming hacks. I don’t think Keegan
succumbed to temptation in this book, but this brief treatise on military
leadership would have been more credible, if less commercial, if he’d written a
section on the greatest of 20th Century generals, George Marshall.)
Bernard Bailyn, Voyagers
to the West: A Passage in the Peopling of America on the Eve of the Revolution
(I used to be a bigger fan of demographic explanations than I am now, but how
many remains a fundamental question in history. The big battalions don’t always
win—or starve—but more is usually more. Bailyn's book makes you suspect that a crucial reason
why the Colonists won the Revolution was because America received a large
infusion of population in the years before Lexington. It wasn’t just numbers.
The earlier edition of the huddled masses arrived with a chip on their
shoulder. It was like spraying nitro in the carburetor. One of the quarrels
between Great Britain and North America was about frontier policy. Parliament wanted
to put the breaks on the headlong expansion of settlement into Indian country.
The Americans, especially the newest Americans, were looking for room. Bailyn’s
books are full of charts and tables; but like Braudel’s works, they are
anything but dry and analytic. There’s no contradiction between statistics and
an interest in human lives. Every number in the count is a somebody.)
Abraham Lincoln: His
Speeches and Writings, ed. Roy Basler (I’m not quite ready to write
an essay on Lincoln as Raskolnikov, but it is true that the aspiration to
become a world-historical individual wasn’t limited to ax murderers. That was
just Dostoevsky’s black comedy cover of Hegel’s tune. In an address all the way
back in 1838, Lincoln spoke of “towering genius,” which “thirsts and burns for
distinction; and, if possible, it will have it, whether at the expense of
emancipating slaves, or enslaving freemen.” I don’t think Lincoln would have
cultivated the pose of harmless humorist so assiduously if he weren’t aware
that he was a dangerous man, someone whose moral passion depended on an
essential supplement of amoral ambition. Somebody suggested to me that Daniel
Day Lewis overplayed Lincoln’s sufferings; and it’s true that after seeing the
movie, you’re like to find yourself thinking, “Heck, Jesus just had that one
bad day…” Reading some of Lincoln’s writings makes you wonder if is there’s
such a thing as longing for the cross and feeling guilty about it long in
advance of the crucifixion?)
Jack A. Goldstone, Revolution
and Rebellion in the Modern World (This book attempts to explain “the
periodic waves of state breakdown in the early modern world.” The work that
operates at the intersection of history, sociology, and political science, a
sweet spot to my way of thinking. When I read it, I was impressed with
Goldstone’s specific diagnosis of the factors, especially demographic factors,
that lead to widespread disorder and misery—this author is not a romantic about
revolutions. What upset the historians about the book was its author’s attempt
to quantify things, something I had barely taken notice of on a first
reading—what he arrived at were something like the figures of merit engineers
sometimes use to rank the quality of refrigerators. Since we’re a long way away
from being able to do dimensional analysis on history, I tend to ignore such
efforts. Anyhow, I thought Goldstone picked up some very important recurring
features that lead to failing states and violent revolutions, in particular,
the unwillingness of elites to pay the freight for the system even though they
depended on it for their own well being. Conservatives are always complaining
about high taxes, but inadequate taxation is a central part of the story of the
English and French Revolutions and, more recently, of the collapse of the
Manchu dynasty. I’ve talked to people who assume that the French kings and
Chinese emperors were like the Sheriff of Nottingham in Robin Hood movies,
perpetually squeezing the peasants. In the real world, it’s the local powers
that who do most of the squeezing; and things go to Hell because they aren’t
squeezed enough themselves. Another leading indicator is too many well educated
people with disappointed prospects—I don’t know if that means that we should
expect the Winter Palace to be stormed by unemployed law students this time
around, but the impossibility of democratizing privilege is surely a plausible
explanation for what happened in 1968. That’s the very short version of Pierre
Bourdieu’s take on it. What Goldstone calls “ideologies of rectification and
transformation” are also requisite, though he doesn’t believe that which candidate
ideology wins out is predictable. Of course all the causes Goldstone identifies
have causes of their own: I expect if he rewrote the book today, he’d look more
closely at climatic changes as a reason that times of trouble are so often
synchronized across countries or ever continents. Of course any work of
historical sociology is bound to have implications for the current situation.
Looking over my underlinings, I came across a paragraph that perfectly makes a
point that I’ve tried to make on countless occasions. I don’t know whether it
is where I got the idea or not. The author writes “One clear sign of America’s
lack of understanding of the coming crisis is the nature of the debate over the
federal budget and budgeting for social security…. the ability to pay off
deficits and provide a secure retirement for the baby boomers depends primarily
on future U.S. production. No matter how many dollars are ‘saved,’ they will
be useless to holders of government bonds or to those receiving social security
checks unless the economy is producing enough goods and services for recipients
to make desired purchases.” At this point, I usually add a complaint about
the superstitious faith people place on the mathematics of compound interest.
Same rant though.)
Eric Hobsbawm, The Age
of Extremes: a History of the World, 1914-1991 (This book is almost more of
a memoir than a history. It certainly isn’t up to the standard of Hobsbawm’s 19th
Century histories, which are exemplary; but Hobsbawm is perfectly aware of its
shortcoming. He quotes twelve people’s summaries of the short 20th Century at
the outset of the book. I think Franco Venturi’s comes closest to his own:
“Historians can’t answer this question. For me the twentieth century is only
the ever-renewed effort to understand it.”)
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