Confederates
in the Attic
by
Tony Horowitz
Confederates
in the Attic was published in 1998 by writer and journalist Tony
Horowitz. It was his third published book. In this book Mr.
Horowitz moves across the old American South (the southern states
that are east of the Mississippi river and south of D.C.) looking at
the contemporary attitudes and memories the people of those states
had of the civil war. He started this journey when he and his
Australian wife (Geraldine Brooks) moved to Virginia and a chance
encounter re-sparked a boyhood passion for the civil war. Because of
this he will travel across Virginia, the Carolina's, Alabama, Georgia
and more speaking to members of the United Daughters of the
Confederacy, store keepers, mayors, school teachers, activists, tour
guides, park rangers, a convicted shooter, reenactors, widows,
factory workers and more. Let me first talk a bit about Mr.
Horowitz.
Mr.
Horowitz was born in Washington D.C, his mother wrote books for
children and young adults. Mr. Horowitz himself would go on to write
a number of books himself after getting a masters from Colombia
University in journalism (he did his undergraduate studies at Brown
University getting a history degree). He would work on 3 continents
in journalism and married his wife Ms. Brooks in France in 1984, they
remain married. Ms. Brooks herself is a very accomplished writer
(one of her books March, is actually set in the American Civil War)
from Australia. Given this, it is perhaps no surprise that Mr.
Horowitz himself is a very skilled and prolific writer. Mr. Horowitz
and Ms. Brook remain married to this day (In the unlikely event
either one of you read this review, I'd like to extend my
congratulations on maintaining your marriage) and have two sons, at
least one of which was born during the writing of the book.
The
book begins by setting up Mr. Horowitz's personal connection to the
civil war, the memory of his great grandfather studying books of the
civil war pouring over photos and art with a magnifying glass. This
was interesting as his great grandfather was a immigrant to the
United States. He wasn't here when the war was fought, he didn't
have any family that was involved. Yet, for reasons lost to time he
study and peered into the past at that war. He also passed on that
interest to his great grandchild who developed a childhood obsession
leading to the painting of a giant mural of a civil war battle across
the walls of his bedroom. Among other things... He of course moved
away form it for a time in his teens and early adulthood but moving
to Virginia with his wife re sparked the interest in him. Which
brings us to the writing of this book.
A
major part of the book is Mr. Horowitz's experiences with a sub-set
of the reenactor community who refer to themselves as Hardcore
Reenactors, referring to the others as “Farbs.” We all know
people like this, willing to utterly devote themselves to an interest
on a level that makes you think this might be less then healthy. In
this case the Hardcore's devotion is such that it becomes the central
theme of their life, dictating their diet (keeping on intensely low
calorie diets so they can look just like the half starved Confederate
soldiers) to their dress in the field (nothing that was invented
after 1860 is allowed, not even for underwear) and their supplies
(Mr. Horowitz wasn't even allowed to bring a bag of applies because
they were bred into existence in the 1880s) and their sleeping
arrangements (they were only allowed to bring 1 blanket a piece and
slept in all in a huddle, spooning for warmth.). This introduces us
to one of the recurring characters in this book, Robert Lee Hodge,
hardest of the hardcore. Made all the better for being a real person
(because no one would believe a fictional character like this!). Mr.
Hodge even graces the front of the book, giving a full force
Confederate scowl. He's a man utterly obsessed with capturing the
feeling of being in the civil war of making some common experience
with those men who 150 years ago marched under the banners of Union
or Confederacy. To that end he is willing to experience and inflict
on himself hardship after hardship, go on pursuits for cotton and
wool or just manic hunts for just the right button. To be honest,
it's hard for me not to respect the sheer amount of work and effort
someone like Mr. Hodges puts into this. It is certainly no mere
hobby or diversion for him. We see this when Mr. Hodges leads Mr.
Horowitz through a whirlwind tour of civil war sites and
battlefields, that he calls a wargasm. Where they move from site to
site sleeping on battlefields, eating on the run and constantly
looking for the next hit. The parts with Mr. Hodge are in my opinion
the best parts of the book and certainly the funniest and most light
hearted.
There
are parts of the book that aren't so light hearted I'm sad to say.
Throughout the book we meet members of various organizations (for
example the United Daughters of the Confederacy) whose goal in life
is to rewrite history. Frankly this annoys me to no end, look I get
it, no one likes to be cast as the bad guy and it's true that in the
United States that the southern redneck is one of the few whipping
boys that it's acceptable to represent in broadly stereotyped and
negative ways. That gets tiresome. That's no excuse to rewrite
history to try and erase or minimize the crimes of the past. All to
often in this book, we see white southerners cheerfully chirp about
how it wasn't about slavery when the south left and you know slavery
wasn't all that bad anyhow (one is forced to note that they say this
where black southerners might hear it). Let me note for the record
anyone that reads this reviews and announces that I need a history
lesson has best have their ducks all in a row because bluntly on this
subject? If you come at me half cocked you ain't gonna be giving
lessons, you gonna be getting one. Let me be blunt here, I find this
behavior outrageous. I find it at best to be display of ignorance,
often willful and at worse an utterly dishonest attempt to expunge
problematic history so to make life a bit easier. Saying it's
cowardly and dishonest is bluntly the nicest thing I can say about
behavior.
For
that matter parts of this are downright depressing to read. The fact
that while legal segregation might have ended, social and economic
segregation remain. Mr. Horowitz notes that when it comes to the
Confederacy (or for that matter remembering the work of Rev. Martin
Luther King Jr) rarely if ever do the white or black citizens of the
south mix. Although recent news about pushes for desegregation (for
example we have integrated proms being organized and held by the
students themselves recently) are heartening, the fact that is
necessary in the 21st century is in itself something that
brings an unwelcome feeling. This book drives home the point that
the American south (and if we're going to be honest the entire nation
to a certain extent) is home to two societies that despite sharing
the same land for centuries have different histories, different
views, desires and needs. To bring in more bad news these two
societies are still really bad at communicating with each other. On
both sides we see everyone is defensive, hurt and frankly so very
angry about the past and the pain that has been inflicted that any
attempt to simply talk to each other gets tangled up into a series of
perceived attacks and defenses that cannot be lower. I don't have a
solution for this frankly. Realistically no one does, I'm sure a lot
of people will say “Oh it's easy they just need to do X” or
“They just need to start Y” but the phrase easier said then done
comes to mind. Mr. Horowitz does visit several public schools (and
to my horror I find that a number of states are trying to sweep the
entire war under the mat, some dictating that funds be concentrated
on American history after 1890) and finds little to fuel hope there.
While children start off ignoring race, by the time they hit high
school all the white kids sit on one side and all the black kids on
another. I'm trying to avoid bringing up modern events in this
review as this is a book review and not a political soap box but
frankly it's in this behavior that we see the seeds of many of the
tragedies that have boiled up. You don't have to like or agree with
the modern movements, but I think it would behoove us all to realize
that if African Americans felt that they were being treated fairly by
the system, then we wouldn't have these protests and conflicts today.
I'm not saying they're completely right, or that everything they do
is good. Just that there's a legitimate compliant that has to be
addressed if we're going to move forward as a society and we can't be
dismissive of it. That's all I'm going to say on that.
That
said, there are confrontations with African American activists as
well, Mr. Horowitz is Jewish and when he meets a lady from Selma who
is willing to support Louis Farrakhan sparks fly quickly. Which is
what you should expect if you're willing to throw your support behind
someone who publicly suggests that Hitler was a great guy. Frankly I
don't have anything nice to say about Mr. Farrakhan (which I'm sure
he's perfectly okay with) and going to much into it would derail the
review so I'll stop here.
Confederates
in the Attic makes for hard reading at times. This isn't the fault
of Mr. Horowitz who at least tries to be fair and allow everyone
their say. There are parts that are really enjoyable, there are
parts that are deeply informative and there are parts that are just
damn sad. Sometimes there are parts that are all of these at once.
Confederates in the Attic by Tony Horowitz gets an -A, I think we
could all use a read of this book and to think on it for awhile.
That
said... Next week?
You
Will Know the Power of the Dark Side!
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