Ithaka on the Horizon: a Greek-American Journey, by Stavro Nashi (2013). Available on Amazon.
I just finished Stavro Nashi's wonderful family memoir, "Ithaka on the
Horizon". I think it's a valuable book, particularly for Greek Americans
and their families. Many of us will read our own family histories in
the book. It's particularly interesting to read about Nashi's having
been born and grown up in Constantinople/Istanbul. The episodes of the
anti-Christian pogroms in the 50s, and his family's sad decision to
leave their home are timely and worth reading.
My own parents
brought me to America when I was two years old, in 1957, from
Thessaloniki. Both sets of grandparents came to Thessaloniki via the
refugee route from Smyrna and Asia Minor. I thought Nashi's book
affectionately presented those refugees and their plight, and their
resilience. It's a bit sentimental at times, but that's okay. He
captures an important sadness for us that's hard to describe -- as Greek
Americans, if we are aware of the sacrifices made by our parents'
generation, how will we ever live up to their expectations? You can't
repay a mother or father for having abandoned the village or
neighborhood that they loved so they could emigrate to America to raise a
family.
I thought it was a good thing that Nashi went on at
length about current Greek realities, since even many Greek Americans
(most) are unaware of what Greece is going through. But it's hard to
summarize those realities in a few chapters. There's a lot to love in
Greece, but frankly, there's also a lot to dislike.
Regarding
some of what Nashi says on Greek political life, I thought he got a lot
of that right. I would note that many Greeks learn Left-leaning and
often anti-American ideas from their youth. At times in Greece, even
among friendly Greeks and family, it seems everybody believes America is
behind everything bad or destructive. Greek culture values rebellion
and independence, the Left has been very strong in Greek life for a long
time, and the Right wing dictatorships there left a corrosive legacy.
It'll take a long time for new attitudes to take hold.
I think
Nashi is a bit hard on modern American life (that kids are
overprotected, that we're essentially selfish, that we've forgotten our
core values). Yes, I can agree with him on a lot of it (kids are
overprotected, and we are often pretty selfish, a ton of other stuff),
but the society children grow up in now is not the one we grew up in
fifty years ago. There are also big improvements in our society that are
easy to forget (the greater visibility of racial minorities in all
walks of life, the greater freedom afforded to handicapped people, the
technological advances). True, the changes can drive you crazy, but a
lot of people have benefitted.
I enjoyed reading this book. I'm grateful to Stavro Nashi for making the effort to write and publish it.
Thursday, June 19, 2014
Saturday, June 7, 2014
The daughters doted on the father, the sons stuck with the mother - Rosamund Bartlett's biography of Leo Tolstoy
Tolstoy: A Russian Life, by Rosamund Bartlett (Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, 2011).
I enjoyed Rosamund Bartlett's biography of Leo Tolstoy for the large picture she paints of Russian life and history, and Tolstoy's place in that picture. As a reader, I of course knew about Tolstoy's importance as a novelist -- War and Peace and Anna Karenina are enough to keep his name alive for many future generations -- but I did not know the impact Tolstoy had as a political and spiritual thinker. Tolstoy societies and communes, pacifist movements, vegetarianism, opposition to despotism, an inspiration to Gandhi, a threat to the church and the Czarist government -- Bartlett wonderfully describes all of these currents around this great, irascible, and conflicted man.
I sometimes felt that Tolstoy himself seemed a bit obscured in the book. There are surprisingly few quotations from Tolstoy's letters, diaries, essays or fictional works -- surprising for a man who documented so much of his life. We briefly and abruptly read about events in his life -- of Tolstoy holding a dying brother in his arms, of Tolstoy angry with his wife Sonya (which he frequently was), of Tolstoy as a shrewd businessman negotiating with publishers for his work -- but we don't see enough Tolstoy in his own words or in his day to day life. It's minor criticism to what I think is otherwise a wonderful book.
Tolstoy's importance as a foundational figure in the growing Russian intellectual opposition to the czars, and even as an inspiration to the Marxists and Socialists came as a revelation to me. Not that he was a revolutionary (Bartlett makes pains to show that he was not, and he did not advocate the overthrow of the czarist government), but his voluminous writings on peasant education, the immorality of the caste system, the immorality of war and nationalistic fervor, the corruption of the capital system, all of it made him a patron saint to the Russian opposition.
Poor Sofya Bers, his wife. Bartlett sympathetically depicts her struggle to run a huge household and act as secretary to a writer who became a semi-religious saint of biblical proportions. (In fact, Sofya almost has as much flesh and blood in this book as Tolstoy himself.) Leo wanted to relinquish his wealth, give up his copyrights, become a wandering prophet, spend his time in religious and philosophical discussion. Tolstoy was stern and endlessly demanding. How could a practical woman like Sonya have put up with him all those years? And how could he with her?
Interesting that the Tolstoy daughters revered and doted on their difficult saintly father, while the sons tended to rebel against him and sided with their mother.
I enjoyed Rosamund Bartlett's biography of Leo Tolstoy for the large picture she paints of Russian life and history, and Tolstoy's place in that picture. As a reader, I of course knew about Tolstoy's importance as a novelist -- War and Peace and Anna Karenina are enough to keep his name alive for many future generations -- but I did not know the impact Tolstoy had as a political and spiritual thinker. Tolstoy societies and communes, pacifist movements, vegetarianism, opposition to despotism, an inspiration to Gandhi, a threat to the church and the Czarist government -- Bartlett wonderfully describes all of these currents around this great, irascible, and conflicted man.
I sometimes felt that Tolstoy himself seemed a bit obscured in the book. There are surprisingly few quotations from Tolstoy's letters, diaries, essays or fictional works -- surprising for a man who documented so much of his life. We briefly and abruptly read about events in his life -- of Tolstoy holding a dying brother in his arms, of Tolstoy angry with his wife Sonya (which he frequently was), of Tolstoy as a shrewd businessman negotiating with publishers for his work -- but we don't see enough Tolstoy in his own words or in his day to day life. It's minor criticism to what I think is otherwise a wonderful book.
Tolstoy's importance as a foundational figure in the growing Russian intellectual opposition to the czars, and even as an inspiration to the Marxists and Socialists came as a revelation to me. Not that he was a revolutionary (Bartlett makes pains to show that he was not, and he did not advocate the overthrow of the czarist government), but his voluminous writings on peasant education, the immorality of the caste system, the immorality of war and nationalistic fervor, the corruption of the capital system, all of it made him a patron saint to the Russian opposition.
Poor Sofya Bers, his wife. Bartlett sympathetically depicts her struggle to run a huge household and act as secretary to a writer who became a semi-religious saint of biblical proportions. (In fact, Sofya almost has as much flesh and blood in this book as Tolstoy himself.) Leo wanted to relinquish his wealth, give up his copyrights, become a wandering prophet, spend his time in religious and philosophical discussion. Tolstoy was stern and endlessly demanding. How could a practical woman like Sonya have put up with him all those years? And how could he with her?
Interesting that the Tolstoy daughters revered and doted on their difficult saintly father, while the sons tended to rebel against him and sided with their mother.
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