Debunking Howard Zinn
by Mary Grabar
There is a line in the film Sophie's Choice, and no doubt some similar reference in the book as well, that stayed with me long after the movie: "Ah, the truth, the truth, ah, the truth, I don't even know what is the truth, after all the lies I have told."
For purposes of reviewing this book, I'd change that to "...after all the lies I have been told," and there you'd have it when it comes to history.
Not that I am suggesting that all history is a lie, nor even that if it was a "lie" it was intentional. As at least a couple of my high school history teachers taught me: go to original sources, look at the art, listen to the music, examine the public buildings and homes, and you will learn more about what people thought, and did, than many (if not most) recountings of history. Because, as we know, history is written by the victors.
You've heard of the Mandela Effect, correct? It's a "memory" you have of some popular image, phrase, or idea that simply isn't real. A story, usually popular culture, is repeated incorrectly often enough that we "remember" it in its incorrect form. Is it "Looney Toons" or "Looney Tunes?"
But even my sagacious teachers were only doing the best they could in sending us to look for material created in the period, because in many cases, art and music is created to inspire, not to reflect, and our inferences can only be partial. My mom used to rely on the phrase, "Was you there, Charlie?" as a way of saying, unless you lived through something, you can't really know it, or recall it. Yet the most honest among us will admit that our memories are colored by our emotional state, circumstances, age, and point of view. Have you ever read your diaries from when you were, say, 15? Enough said.
I approached Mary Gabor's book about Howard Zinn, and his "A People's History of the United States" with great interest. The world of information today, with more available in an instant, yet less reliability than perhaps ever before, is confounding. When I was young and interested in medicine, I'd spend an afternoon in the medical library simply reading up on a topic. It was time consuming, and I had to have a medical dictionary with me at all times to define the terms. But I was reasonably sure when I finished that I'd at least gotten the latest information on a very specific subject, in a fairly unbiased fashion. After all, nobody gained relevance because a textbook got a "click" by being pulled down from the shelf. Now, ten minutes looking up Howard Zinn on the internet will assure you that he was a brilliant historian and charismatic man who finally told the truth about American History, and also that he was a dilettante, a Communist, and a sexual predator who was having a relationship with a female student while he was married.
Grabar argues that Zinn glosses over, or never mentions, the less savory aspects of the many native cultures (which differed considerably from north to south, east to west - Columbus himself being ignorant of the vast expanse of North America and the many different people living there), and portrays those living here as a sort of ideal: communal, at one with nature, woman-powered, and friendly to a fault. While acknowledging their power, he doesn't dwell on the bloodier aspects of Aztec culture, or spend a lot of time on inter-tribal warfare, slave-taking, or brutality.
There are huge questions occupying more and more of American discourse these days: what do we teach kids about history? How can you talk to a seven year old about checking sources and consulting multiple original documents when the kid is really more interested in bikes, super heroes, and what kind of yucky food people ate 500 years ago? Are heroes (other than super) even appropriate to childhood - should they be eliminated from our culture completely, as, after all, even the best of them were just people, warts and all (as Cromwell, no saint he, is reported to have told his portraitist to depict him)?
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