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A Jim Ewing Review: Go Set a Watchman

Special to the Clarion Ledger                                                                                               By Jim Ewing                

                                                                                  

For the Lord said to me, “Go, set a watchman. Let him declare what he sees.”

— Isaiah 21:6

Legions of readers have eagerly awaited the release of “Go Set a Watchman (Harper Collins),” the previously unpublished precursor of Harper Lee’s iconic “To Kill a Mockingbird,” and now that it’s out, the reaction is as explosive as first publication in 1960.

Jacket“Watchman” is likely to offend devotees of “Mockingbird” and add to the current debate about race relations in America. But, if “To Kill a Mockingbird” is a morality tale about the woeful state of racial justice in a small Southern town of the 1930s, “Watchman” is a reality tale about race relations in the 1950s — still relevant to today.

In “Watchman,” Scout is now called Jean Louise, 26, a college graduate living in New York City, coming home to visit her aging father. She is horrified by his racial views and those of her hometown.

In “Mockingbird,” the tragedy of a black man convicted of a crime he didn’t commit against a white woman elevated his defender, Scout’s lawyer father Atticus Finch, to saintly status. But in “Watchman,” Finch is revealed as — to modern eyes — a bigot.

But it’s more nuanced than simply that. The point of “Watchman” is the point in time it depicts.

In “Mockingbird,” the younger Atticus is, honestly, a white patrician who is, perhaps idealistically, passionately acting out the role of society of being a legal advocate for the oppressed. But in “Watchman,” the “revolution” in race relations, as Lee terms it, has begun.

Racial lines have hardened. People no longer see the people they grew up with as people (black or white) but as “tribes” or factions — divided by race.

Remember, this was more than half a century ago. When Lee wrote “Watchman” in 1957, the ink was barely dry on Brown vs. Board of Education that ordered school desegregation. That fall, the Little Rock Nine were escorted by federal troops to the schoolhouse. Racial segregation was a fact of culture and shifting laws.

The reality of that time, which still lingers in the memories of Southerners who lived in the 1950s, ’60s and beyond during the civil rights struggle, is more complex than we now view it. The South and the nation still wrestle with those conflicts and points of view: the good vs. evil narrative of slavery and Jim Crow — and Confederate battle flag.

Jean Louise is cast cold turkey into the maelstrom of the historical ambiguity and cognitive dissonance of loving a heroic father (forebears and region) vs. the harsh, unremitting hardships and brutality that stem from that racial intolerance.

Atticus is the same Atticus, but older, and drawn into the reality of the times. He is racist — as is the white society in which he lives. He could not have been elected to the Legislature (when blacks lacked the right to vote) and not cooperatively exist in that world. In the 1930s, whites had unquestioned power; in the 1950s, it is crumbling before his very eyes. He was reared in a world of manners but he, still, is dedicated to the law.

Atticus’s bigotry is cultural and defines him less than his motivations. Why was he a board member of the Maycomb white Citizens Council? Why did he attend a Ku Klux Klan rally? These are uncomfortable truths about a time in this nation that the South would just as well pretend never existed or claim was blown out of proportion; but Atticus is still following a moral compass, the only one he knows: the law.

In “Watchman,” Lee gives an apologia through the lens of her uncle, Dr. Jack Finch, who sits Jean Louise down and tells why white Southerners fought the Civil War. It wasn’t for slavery, he explains, noting that only about 5 percent of the population owned slaves (rich man’s war, poor man’s fight), but because of their regional character as white, Anglo Saxons who essentially were serfs in Europe and took up arms as part of their inherent inclination to fight any change. It’s a strain of irrational rebelliousness that exists today.

The crux of the narrative is less about Atticus and more about the shift from 6-year-old Scout to twentysomething Jean Louise. If Scout saw the 1930s-era racial injustice as filled with heroes and villains from the eyes of an adoring, motherless child, Jean Louise sees the reality of race relations circa late 1950s with adult eyes — and the idealism of a young career woman living in New York City.

In this vein, “Watchman” is as much a coming of age story as “Mockingbird,” only a shift in the timeline. And her moral compass is tested — and readjusted.

The elder Atticus is wrapped up in the fears and prejudices of the time — envisioning his and his peers’ grip on the levers of racial power slipping away and fearful of the outcome. Both views are of the same piece, but different facets; two sides of the paternalistic elite’s same obdurate coin. And that currency remains. “Watchman” may be as much a timely novel in 2015 as “Mockingbird” was in 1960.

Reading “Watchman” reaffirms how extraordinary it was for “Mockingbird” to have been published 55 years ago in the first place. When “Mockingbird” was published in 1960, Freedom Summer had not occurred. Dr. Martin Luther King’s “I Have a Dream” speech had not been uttered, nor the prospect of racial equality been brought to the forefront of America’s consciousness. Both books are time capsules that are transformative.

Through “Mockingbird’s” tale told through the simple eyes of a child, all the absurdities and horrifying realities of racial oppression were revealed —with the worst qualities of human beings as well as the courage and lonely moral convictions of the few who took on the task of righting overwhelming wrongs.

Now, “Watchman” comes in the wake of the killing of young black men like Trayvon Martin, the ghastly gun rampage by a white man in a black church in Charleston, South Carolina, and resurrection of the Confederate battle flag’s heritage vs. hate debate. It reprises lingering views on racial equality and the role of government in enforcing societal norms that leave more black men in jail or killed through violence than in universities.

As a novel, “Watchman” is a good book, with interesting characters, wandering narrative, thin plot, but compelling subject matter (showing the value of a good editor to make a good book great). Its power lies in its comparison with “Mockingbird,” showing even the best intentioned with feet of clay. Its message is that bigotry comes in many guises, including those who take an opposing view to an apparent and real wrong.

The “watchman” reference is interpreted to mean that only individual conscience can guide us in turbulent times. That biblical clarion still rings for all us to speak truth, raise awareness and come to a meeting of minds among all races with prayers of understanding.

In “Watchman,” we are again given an opportunity to see with new eyes racial wrongs still sadly current today.

 

Jim Ewing, a former writer and editor at The Clarion-Ledger, is the author of seven books including “Redefining Manhood: A Guide for Men and Those Who Love Them,” now in bookstores.

Harper Lee’s “Go Set a Watchman” sees busy release day

Original article posted on July 15, 2015 in The Clarion-Ledger by Jana Hoops

JacketTuesday’s long-awaited release of Harper Lee’s first novel since “To Kill A Mockingbird” 55 years ago was met with smiles, curiosity and mixed opinions as literary enthusiasts kept local book stores busy all day.

Despite Monday’s media leaks that “Mockingbird’s” beloved character Atticus Finch was portrayed in “Go Set A Watchman” as a “bigot” or “racist” — a far cry from his role as a defender of African American rights in Lee’s first book —readers seemed to shake off that possibility with a grain of salt, preferring to hold off judgment at least until they’ve digested it for themselves.

More than 125 people crowded into Lemuria Books’ nearby events venue, known as the “dot.com building,” as author and Belhaven creative writing professor Howard Bahr read the first chapter of “Go Set a Watchman” to the expectant audience.

“I don’t care about all that (controversy),” Bahr said. “To be chosen to do this tonight is an extraordinary privilege. I am deeply honored to be able to read this on its first release day.”

John Evans, owner of Lemuria Books in Jackson, said he has no worries that the pre-release hype touting a potentially racist character will discourage book sales.

If anything, Evans thinks it will fuel interest in the book. “Controversial labels arouse curiosity,” he said. “People should form their own opinions.

“ ‘To Kill a Mockingbird’ was a story set in the ’30s, written in the ’50s by a middle-aged woman. Scout (the main character) was able to look at her father (Atticus) through the eyes of a child. A child at that age thinks of her father as God’s gift. ‘Watchman’ is about a woman coming of age, and a grown woman’s perspective of her father is different.

“Also, you have to look at the cultural differences,” Evans said. “At that time in the South, people were only third generation away from the Civil War. I haven’t finished reading the book yet, but I’m not sure those people may have thought of (some of the things in ‘Watchman’) as being racist, as we probably would today.”

Maggie Stevenson, special projects coordinator for the Eudora Welty House, attended the event to get her copy and read it for herself before making any evaluations.

“This book is not a sequel to ‘Mockingbird,’ ” because it was actually written earlier, she said. “I’m reading it as a separate book,” she said.

“I have a theory. I think this book is really more autobiographical than ‘To Kill A Mockingbird.’ She (Lee) left her hometown and came back and found out she had different views from most people there, including her father, who she loved very much — and that’s why she wrote ‘Watchman.’ You write what you know.”

Local author and former Clarion-Ledger writer Jim Ewing — probably the only person at the event to have read the whole book (in one day) — called ‘Watchman’ “excellent.”

Ewing said there was “no question” that Atticus was racist “by today’s standards, but this was written half a century ago. By those standards in the South, he would be considered moderate or even liberal. The strength of ‘Watchman’ is that it’s a time capsule and openly displays characteristics we find ugly today, but it becomes a measurement for us for both good and evil.”

Spend Father’s Day With the World’s Largest Man

by Andrew Hedglin

Jacket“Well.”

This is how all of Harrison Scott Key’s stories begin, according to the end of the first chapter of his tragicomic memoir about his father, The World’s Largest Man.

He doesn’t literally begin all his stories this way, at least not in writing, but I’d like to think he really does when he’s telling them aloud, whether to his children at bedtime or to a small group at a party in somebody’s kitchen.

It’s a little pause that gives opportunity to the storyteller to think about if he really does want to tell what he’s about to, and for us if we really want to hear it. In the moment of the pregnant pause between collecting his thoughts and dispersing them, lies the warning I first heard from the late, great Lewis Grizzard: “I don’t believe I’d-a told that”.

But that’s the difference between him and me, I guess, and I’m glad he committed to the story. And once he commits to telling, we also commit to the listening, because it’s impossible to resist the honest, hilarious, stylized absurdity that is about to follow.

Key begins by telling us stories about a man—shaped by a culture—that has no use for the art of storytelling. Our protagonist gravitates towards his mother, growing to prefer the quiet gentleness of her cooking and reading to the violence-soaked nature of his father’s obsessions: hunting, football, fighting, and farm work. Yes, even the miracle of (bovine) childbirth aims its roughest edges at Key, working on a neighboring farm, for free, at his father’s behest.

Did I say “gentleness” in that last paragraph? That’s not exactly what I mean.

Although sometimes uncomfortable with the more physical aspects of attempting (and often failing) to fulfill the expectations of Southern masculinity, he brilliantly unleashes his own aggression through his God-given talents for sarcasm and smart-ass-ery at every target available: his father in particular, the South in general, his rivals on the baseball field, potential bullies, his ne’er-do-well Savannah neighbors, later his wife (who is just as good at dishing it back), and even (and especially) himself.

His twin talents of insult and empathy lead him to say things which he then instantly regrets throughout all of his stories. That’s easy enough to let happen in conversation, or the dialogue of these stories, but leaving such joking truth on the page, after having enough time to consider what you’re saying? That’s a practiced and glorious art.

Curiously, he wounds his father mostly with disappointment rather direct verbal attacks, until about halfway through the book one day when his father beats our teen-aged narrator, half-naked and cornered on top of a washing machine, angrily with a belt. Key asks his father the question that has been building in his mind, and many of the readers’, throughout the narrative: “What the hell is wrong with you, old man? Are you crazy?”

Crazy can be a relative term, defined by both culture and circumstances. The second half of the books shifts the focus to his adulthood, leaving him a husband and a father himself in Savannah, Georgia. While he escapes the condemnation of the rural Rankin County mores he rejects, he examines the more unreasonable side of his nature in the face of challenges such as his wife’s pregnancy, his daughter’s potty training, tweaked-out neighbors relocation next door, and the very same home-invasion paranoia he began the book mocking his dad for.

The power dynamics do shift from a boy trying to connect with his different-natured father to a man trying to connect to his wife, the mother of his children, and sometimes partner-in-insanity.

Key has to learn which lessons to remember from his raising, and which ones to forget before it’s too late. It’d be easy to sell this book on Father’s Day as a exploration of a certain type of fatherhood, but there’s a lot to relate to whether you’re somebody’s child, parent, or spouse.

Mostly, I can guarantee if you make it to the book, you’re going to laugh a lot. You may even be tempted to tell a few stories about the things you remember from the harrowing experience of growing up.

Would you or I have the courage to celebrate and excoriate ourselves and even those we love as faithfully as Key has here?

Well…

 

Harrison Scott Key will be signing copies of this book at Lemuria on Thursday, June 18, at 5:00 p.m. and will be reading at 5:30.

 

Filling Up With Stories

In the heart of Belhaven stands a little house among all the other mismatched houses. It is framed by flowers and pine trees, and children run through the carpet of green lawn, blowing bubbles and fingers sticky with the melted popsicles they claim as priceless treasures in the heat.

On this porch is a blue wicker rocking chair, and as the summer storm rolls in, it rocks, empty, a glass of sweet tea by its side.

Earlier, before the children were let loose to run like wild banshees, they sat on that same porch and listened to a story or two. This June, every Thursday from 3 to 4 p.m. I have been fortunate enough to read stories in conjunction with the Eudora Welty House for Summer Storytime. Last week, the group of children was so big that we split it up into three separate groups to hear multiple stories before they clamored for popsicles and ran through the sprinkler.

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This upcoming Thursday, June 18, we will be reading stories about writing your own story, and what a better place to do this activity than at the Eudora Welty House, the home of an author who made her own stories. We hope you and your children will join us from 3:00 to 4:00 to make a book.

Who can say whether there is or isn’t a certain magic imbued in a place? When the last of the children left, led by the hand by their parents, it was just as if Ms. Welty herself had been there the whole time, smiling as words and stories filled these children, just as they in turn filled her garden.

As I turned to leave, the rocking chair creaked in the wind, and the little house was quiet, the grass worn by the patter of little feet, standing just as it was before with all the other mismatched houses, right in the heart of Jackson.

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Long before I wrote stories, I listened for stories. Listening for them is something more acute than listening to them. I suppose it’s an early form of participation in what goes on. Listening children know stories are there. When their elders sit and begin, children are just waiting and hoping for one to come out, like a mouse from its hole.

—Eudora Welty, One Writer’s Beginnings

Children’s Events April 7 and 8

This week is a big week for children’s events at Lemuria Bookstore! Stop by to meet the authors and hear them read from their books.

HESTER BASS will be here on Tuesday April 7 at 3:30 p.m.

Hester Bass  photoHester Bass is the author of the picture book biography The Secret World of Walter Anderson, which won an Orbis Pictus Award for Outstanding Nonfiction for Children and a SIBA award; and is illustrated by E.B. Lewis. Her newest picture book is Seeds of Freedom: The Peaceful Integration of Huntsville, Alabama and is also illustrated by E.B. Lewis. Formerly residing in Huntsville, Alabama, she now lives in Santa Fe, New Mexico. Her biography (and Lewis’ illustrations) on Mississippi artist Walter Anderson capture the spirit of the Mississippi coast and the artist’s life. Bass writes, “Art was an adventure, and Walter Anderson was an explorer, first class.”
Lewis’s watercolors pay homage from one watercolorist to another. Likewise, the medium of watercolor is useful in depicting the peaceful integration in Huntsville, Alabama in 1963. The book is
illustrated in a combination of muted grays, browns, whites, and bright blues, and there is a beautifully illustrated scene with children releasing colorful balloons in the air. Lewis’ illustrations and Bass’ writing introduce children to interesting people and history in the South.

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J.A. WHITE will be here Wednesday April 8 at 4:30 p.m.

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J.A. White is the author of The Thickety series. For fans of Neil Gaiman, The Thickety series feels like a modern-day tale from the Brothers Grimm. J.A. White’s first book, The Thickety: A Path Begins, was chosen as Publisher’s Weekly Best book and was on several “Best Summer Reading for Kids” lists including Washington Post’s Summer Book Club and Huffington Post’s “Summer Reading List for Kids.” Discover the second installment in this hit-series with The Thickety: The Whispering Trees. Kara and Taff have ridden into the Thickety with no hope of returning to the village. What’s beyond the Thickety? Join J.A. White on April 8 at Lemuria to find out!

 

Dear Diary…

Keeping a diary is hard. I’ve always been so jealous of people who carry around battered little books, jotting down thoughts and making themselves permanent in the world. In college, I had a friend who journaled in paper thin moleskines, burning through each of them in less than a month. She would decorate the simple brown covers with photographs, her own writing, pieces of her experiences from the weeks before. Instead of seeming like a juvenile scrapbook, I felt like if her thoughts were spread out like a physical map- with little mountains of fear and rivers of contentment.

To be able to chronicle my life in such a way that I leave an honest, unflinching imprint of myself behind is something I fear I’ll never be able to do. It’s something, in fact, that some people would rather never do. Zadie Smith, author of NW, wrote in a recent post for Rookie Mag that journaling was something she could never get the hang of, nor did she want to. She wrote, “I was never able to block from my mind a possible audience, and this ruined it for me”.

foc_oconnor_iowa_1947_spring_001Flannery O’Connor seemed extremely self-aware when writing in her prayer journal, recently published by Farrar, Straus and Giroux. Her handwritten notebooks seem meticulously organized, with very few spelling mistakes or crossed-out sentences. I can’t help but wonder if she transcribed these journals from another, messier book. In the pages, she implores, “Please help me dear God to be a good writer”, and it feels like her journal is in fact the preparation for her future as a well-known artist. An insurance policy, as it were, something that needed to be well-done; because once she was famous, people would find it, and they wouldn’t be able to keep from reading its pages.

 

I’ve got to say, I have never once journaled without the thought of someone reading it after I’m gone. In high school, I was drowning in ALL THE FEELINGS, yet instead of keeping a journal, I wrote everything, all the excruciating details of my DEEPLY FELT FEELINGS in a blog. A blog, people. The antithisis of a secret diary. Maybe it says something about how self-absorbed my generation is, but maybe for some people, an audience is somehow necessary. Is it possible for a journal to be just as truthful and cathartic if the author knows that someone else will read it? And because I never kept a secret diary, I don’t have the answer.

JacketThere are several talented people, thankfully, who are up for the task of intimate, non-blog journaling. Sarah Manguso’s new book, Ongoingness: The End of a Diary chronicles her fear of forgetting, and her obsession with the passing of time. While not a diary itself, Ongoingness offers very poignant thoughts about the process of keeping a journal. Some around Manguso lauded her as committed and hard-working for keeping up with a diary, meticulously writing down every detail; while in reality, to her it sometimes felt like a vice. A diary wasn’t a way for her to unwind and contemplate the events of the day, it was a a place to write in a panicked, grasping gasps, never quite able to fit the realness of a day onto the pages.

“Experience in itself wasn’t enough. The diary was my defense against waking up at the end of my life and realizing I’d missed it.”

Vice or laborious ball and chain? To each his own, I suppose, but it is clear in the abundance of published diaries that wrestling with the idea of how to document our short time on earth is nothing new. Guess it’s time for me to try a new format.

 

Written by Hannah

Slow Gardening by Felder Rushing

Slow Gardening is inspired by the Slow Food movement, a movement which supports local food sources and biological and cultural diversity. Felder Rushing’s Slow Gardening supports a similar movement in gardening which encourages us to pay closer attention to the rhythm and seasons in our own gardening community and follow our creative intuition.

Felder’s book is geared toward the new or intermediate gardener, but as a veteran gardener, I found it a refreshing read. The book is laid out in a beautiful and reader friendly format with stories and examples from Felder’s and other gardens. Each section is peppered with quotes which speak to life lessons and gardening. Some of Felder’s advice might seem like common sense, but even the most experienced gardeners can use these reminders because gardening can be trying at times! Perhaps that is why Felder includes an entire section on “Garden Psychology.” Felder also deals with the “Nuts and Bolts” of gardening, dealing with pests, and learning how to compost and fertilize properly.

Slow Gardening is the perfect gift for yourself or your gardening friend as we gear up for another growing season.

Written by Lisa Newman

We Are the Music Makers

About a dozen years ago, my book pal Katherine Walton introduced me to the fine work of Tim Duffy. His first book, Music Makers, was nearing publication and she wanted us to become friends. I loved Tim’s first book so much that Lemuria kept it in our blues section until it went out of print. The effort in that first book was special; and it was my introduction to the music of Willie King of Macon, MS. Willie’s music is inspiring to me personally, and fortunately I was able to develop a friendship with him before he passed in 2009.

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We Are the Music Makers is Tim’s new effort, put together with his lovely wife Denise, to celebrate the last 20 years of the Music Maker Relief Foundation and it’s work. Together they have helped over 300 musicians, arranged over 9.693 grants for artists, and have promoted 4,384 performances. They have produced CD’s and have released 1,996 songs by 365 partner artists. (A companion CD set is included in the new book)

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On October 11 of this year, Music Makers had a fun-filled music weekend in North Caroline to celebrate their 20th year of work. I had the good fortune to attend and hear over 50 Music Makers musicians share their stories and tunes for 2 days.

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Over the years with Music Makers, Tim has helped many Mississippi artists including Othar and Sharde Turner, Jack Owens, Joe Lee Cole, Como Mamas, Ironing Board Sam (of 930 Blues Cafe fame) and Willie King. Music Maker support continues, and two of their new artists are some of my favorites: New Orleans bluesman Ernie Vincent and my pal Willie James Williams, Willie King’s great juke joint drummer.

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Another way Music Makers is celebrating 20 years is in their traveling photo exhibit, which will be stopped at the B.B. King museum in Indianola from October 23 to November 30. I was able to experience this exhibit while in North Carolina and it is reflective of Tim’s amazing contributions to music today.

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On Wednesday, October 14 at 5:00, Tim will be at Lemuria to sign We Are the Music Makers. If you love the blues, come meet Tim and become a friend of Music Makers. I think it would be great fun for Mississippi to have more support for and with this fine organization.

 

We Are the Music Makers: Preserving the Soul of America’s Music                                                               Pictures and stories by Denise and Timothy Duffy                                                                                   Nautilus Press, 2014                                                                                                                                       $38

Let’s Talk Jackson: Rediscovering Home

“Girls, What would y’all think about publishing a book about Jackson?” John Evans asked one morning, and I was thrilled. The capitol of the great state of Mississippi is my hometown. I am a 5th generation Jacksonian, and I am invested in this community personally and economically: I work in a bookstore that has roots 39 years deep.

I made a list of all my favorite places I thought should be in the book: St. Paddy’s Day Parade, the Mississippi Museum of Art, the Welty House, various bars and restaurants, the Edwards Hotel and the Tower Building. I continued researching online, reading older books and asking around, and even as a lifetime Jacksonian, I discovered some local treasures I had never known about. I was astounded at what this city has to offer that I had not taken advantage of.

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The photographer Ken Murphy did a fantastic job of capturing the beauty and spirit of Jackson, MS, and I appreciate the city and his talent all the more for it. I know that purveyors of the book, whether you live in the city limits, in the Metro Area, or have moved on to other places, will once again appreciate Jackson as your hometown. As a proud Jacksonian (and bookseller) I am excited to be part of something that showcases the city I am proud to call home. And while we couldn’t include everything that Jackson has to offer in the book, I have a list of places to check out. I’m going to have to take some time to be a “tourist” in my hometown.

 

Written by Maggie

 

Jackson: photographs by Ken Murphy is available now for purchase. To order a copy, call Lemuria Books at 601.366.7619 or visit us online at lemuriabooks.com. Please join us in celebrating Jackson on August 5th at 5:00 in Banner Hall!

Five Days at Memorial

New Orleans Memorial Medical Center after Hurricane Katrina

New Orleans Memorial Medical Center after Hurricane Katrina

Triage is the sorting of and allocation of treatment to patients. Especially in battle or disaster, victims are accorded priorities designed to maximize the number of survivors.

triageIn 1998, I read and chose Scott Anderson’s first novel, Triage as our December First Edition’s Club choice. Scott’s fine novel dealt with war trauma in Kurdistan and the Spanish Civil War. Triage focuses on the way people rationalize wartime horrors and the affirmation of life that comes to those who can deal with the aftermath in an honest way.

jeffIn May 2013, I read Jeffrey Shaara’s novel,  A Chain of Thunder. (also a First Editions Club pick) About the seige of Vicksburg 150 years earlier, one of the most interesting aspects of Jeff’s book was the way he treated the practice of medicine in the Rebel hospitals trapped by Grant’s army.

With her new book, Sheri Fink, winner of the Pulitzer Prize, describes five hard days and the realities of triage during hurricane Katrina’s siege on New Orleans; New Orleans Memorial Medical Center became a hospital fighting for its life in the days after the storm.

Reading this book, I relived the decisions the nurses and doctors had to make. Fink explores the consequences of the life and death decisions on the doctors and nurses who are forced to make them. Dr. Anna Maria Pou, a specialist in cancer surgery, is a primary figure in Five Days. As a reader, I followed Pou through the days after the storm. The difficult situations she found herself in, and the decisions she made are related honestly and in real-life detail. I felt the emotions and stresses of her time. Other major hospital personalities are explored as chaos was breaking out in the disaster. Memorial’s nurses, staff, and doctors were challenged as their strengths and weaknesses came to the surface through their decision making.

Five-Days-at-Memorial-by-Sheri-FinkAfter the five-day ordeal, Fink covers how the journalistic and legal systems interpreted the hospital’s process of providing adequate disaster healthcare. Triage became a major focal point. Five Days then delves into how the doctors and nurses handled the aftermath of their decisions. Fink explores a broad range of perspectives as she takes the trial and press of Pou through the courts. As a legal treatise, for me, a Mississippian, the format reminds me of reading Wilke’s House of Zeus. I suggest this study of a Katrina trial for the same reader.

This fine book on a challenging subject is good reading–a thought provoking study of a miserable time.

Five Days at Memorial: Life and Death in a Storm Ravaged Hospital by Sheri Fink, New York: Crown Publishers (September 2013)

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