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from February 17th to March 12th 2020
I
have known and read the biographer and the essayist Arthur Hoyle for several
years now. His debut book, The Unknown Henry Miller A Seeker in Big Sur, impressed me with its thorough research, its
ample information, its true passion for the chosen subject. Henry Miller is
America’s voice, America’s iconic image, Arthur Hoyle kept reminding us, and he
should not to be forgotten by his fellow Americans.
In his second book, the
author continues to look for the essential qualities of the American soul in
the life and work of other personalities who refused to conform to the norm,
drawing, with the same firm and gifted hand he accustomed us to, the complex
portrait of that America rendered unique by its brilliant seekers, from one restless
Henry Miller to other Mavericks, Mystics and
Misfits. As he explains in the Introduction:
These individuals have been chosen because their life stories, though often at variance with the direction of the mainstream society around them, exhibit certain enduring qualities of the American character that persist despite the changing circumstances of time and place.
And here they are, a
perfect ten, each one with his unique story to tell, each one different from all
others but each single one becoming a solid brick in the foundation of a great
nation: artists and writers, warriors and wanderers, settlers of the past and
of the future.
It seems to me the essay
has two purposes: on one hand, by diachronically revisiting the American
history from the seventeenth century to present days to prove that every
personality evoked contributed to the nation’s grandeur and, on the other hand,
by choosing such different personalities, to define the American way of
thinking and being, to gather the many qualities of the nation through its
individuals, who had transformed even dissent into a value.
The story begins with a
young Puritan minister named Roger Williams, who was to become “the first
American” by opposing the bigotry of his time and building a settlement based
on principles like the state and church separation that would be “incorporated
in the Constitution of the United States of America and its Bill of Rights.” He
represents America’s moral fiber.
Also a first, this time
in American poetry, was Anne Bradstreet, considered by the author a gentle
first feminist, for she transcended the role imposed on women in her society and
religion (she was a Puritan too) not by direct confrontation but by art. She is
the first yin of the America’s yang.
The wanderer Josiah Gregg
was a witness and a participant in some major Far West events, like the gold
rush and the Mexican-American war. Forever looking for a place a settle but
unable to find it because the calling of the Prairie was too strong to resist,
he is the typical American misfit.
Thomas Paine, whose revolutionary
writings “would push the wavering American colonies towards independence, rally
the spirits of America’s military leaders and soldiers during the Revolutionary
War, and lay out a vision of a constitutional government for a new federal
republic” and who would play a role also in the French Revolution is the “archetypal
maverick” of America.
Thorstein Veblen, who
formulated the theory of conspicuous consumption and waste, in which he
observed that the working class imitates the behavior of the leisure class,
spending beyond their means thus reducing the social values to the elevation of
“conspicuous display over the satisfaction of basic human needs” is the
passionate sociologist, ready to diagnose and prescribe a cure for every
America moral disease.
The Cistercian monk
Thomas Merton, this modern Ulysses who voluntarily chained himself to the mast
of Faith, becoming a member of one of the strictest monastic orders, but who refused
to cover his ears to the siren song of society, being at the same time, a
“best-selling author who wrote poetry, fiction, memoir, and spiritual
meditations, a gregarious socializer and bon vivant with a fondness for whiskey
and jazz, a man with a strong awareness of social injustice and suffering who
spoke out boldly about civil rights, disarmament, and war” is the tormented
soul of America.
The Pawnee Indian
Brummett Echohawk, who bravely fought in the WW2 as a part of the 45th
Infantry Division, the Thunderbirds, composed mainly of natives, and who “is
still remembered by those who knew him as a unique and remarkable man who
believed deeply in the value of his Pawnee heritage and its importance to
American history” is America’s past before its past, its guilty conscience.
I left for the end three
stories that impressed me most: of the Crafts and their vision of redeeming
America’s social injustice, of Judith Baca and her artistic vision of redeeming
America’s past, and of the Brushes and their vision of redeeming America’s
future.
William and Ellen Craft’s
story shows once again what extraordinary things human beings can do with
enough courage and determination. Both slaves born in Georgia sometime at the
beginning of the nineteenth century, they met and married and escaped their
condition in a spectacular, almost impossible way: Ellen, who was very light
skinned as the illegitimate daughter of her master, disguised as a male planter
going to Philadelphia accompanied by his personal slave. They succeeded, but
did not stop there: they learnt to write and read in England where they also
worked and gained enough money to buy a plantation in Georgia and build a
school for black people, after the Civil War. If they had to give up the school
eventually (but not the plantation) it was not because they weren’t successful
in their enterprise but because of the envy and hatred of the white planters. A
hostility that, one hundred and twenty years later, has not come yet to an end:
The Crafts never succumbed to the racism that formed the basis of life in the American South. They endured it, and in their own way, triumphed over it. But this racism continued to drive public policy and relations between blacks and whites in the American South for the next fifty years until the federal government once again intervened during the 1950s and 1960s. Racism’s thinly veiled presence in our current political climate can be seen in the oft-repeated claims that Barack Obama, born in Hawaii of a black Kenyan father and a white woman from Kansas, is not a real American.
Judith Baca’s story is no
less impressive: daughter of Mexican immigrants, she used her background to
fuel her art and to fight the social prejudices. Her career as a muralist began
in the ‘70s, when she observed the graffitie in the Los Angeles parks and had
the idea to put rival gangs to work together on a mural. The first work
impressed the city authorities so much that she was hired to direct the
Eastside Mural Program. Thus began the work on The Great Wall, inspired by
American history, work that is still in progress. The artist used to say she feels
that her work helps to heal a little the wounds of the world: “And it’s about
developing some kind of loving approach to the world, in which I can use my
skills—I’m not a dancer or a singer, I make images—to heal a social environment
and a physical environment.”
I
have to confess that for a moment I was disappointed that the chapter about
Judith Baca was not the final one in the book, for it seemed to me it could
have gloriously closed this historic periplus with an artistic synthesis, but
when I began to read the final chapter, I understood: Baca’s story offers a
fresco of the America’s past, whereas the Brushes’ story offers a glimpse of a
possible, hopeful American future.
When
they built their farm in Southern California, near the Los Padres National
Forest in 2004, Warren Brush and Cynthia Harvan-Brush were inspired by a
movement initiated in Australia in 1978 by Bill Mollison and David Holmgren,
named permaculture (a shortening of “permanent agriculture”). The farm,
respecting the principle that the land has to be worked in harmony with the
environment, is a viable alternative in the fight with the climate change and
successfully produces enough food to sustain more than twenty people.
…permaculture offers us a hopeful, positive response. Its greatest value is its ethical framework, which asks us to live more wisely, more compassionately, within the limits that nature imposes and in harmony with the earth that is our home. Its principles show us how. I have seen them in operation at Quail Springs and Casitas Valley Farm and can testify that they work. Warren and Cyndi Brush, and thousands more like them across the planet, are leading us forward by reminding us of our deepest roots in the earth.
In
the very image of this little farm hidden somewhere in southern California, there
is also a suggestion for that theme Judith Baca expressed in her painting: the
theme of peace, hopefully to become the most generous of America’s gift to its
citizens and to Earth.
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