Jack's co-stars, Malo, a handsome bodybuilder, is reading GAY AMERICAN HISTORY wearing nothing but a jockstrap. At
some point Malo closes the book, puts it down, and reflects to himself out loud: "Gay history. Gay ancestors. Now there's a
paradox!"
Indeed it is, but Jonathan Ned Katz proves the existence of such in this massive and important piece of pioneering research.
Going back to America's colonial days, Katz traces the presence of gay men and lesbians (Katz would say "lesbians and gay
men")in all phases of American history. He divides the book into several sections. The first, "Trouble", shows us the various
ways gay men and women were punished for their "abnormality." There's even an appearance here by none other than Thomas
Jefferson, who, enlightened thinker that he was, thought "sodomites" should be castrated for their crime against nature rather
than executed. In "Treatment" we are shown the sad, pathetic, outrageous ways gays sought to "change" their orientation,
sometimes not voluntarily, through hypnosis, shock treatment, and lobotomy. If you have any conscience at all, this section will
make you shake your head in sadness and shame. "Passing Women" is a fascinating survey of women who dressed and acted
as men, some even serving as soldiers and doctors in the Civil War. We get to meet the indomintable Dr. Mary Walker here,
among other women individualists. In "Gay Americans/Native Americans" we see how American native peoples were often
vastly more tolerant of "alternative lifestyles" than whites. Finally "Love" shows us men and women caught in the thrall of same
sex passion. Among those highlighted here are Walt Whitman, John Addington Symonds, Emma Goldman and her fascinating
lover Almeda Sperry, Dorothy Thompson, and the psuedonymonous "Mary Casals."
There is much to absorb and learn from in this book, almost sometimes to the point of tedium. Do not try to take it all in at one
time but read it and enjoy it slowly and leisurely. Katz does an admirable job navigating us through these largely unknown
waters, although his stridently leftist point of view (he likes the word "oppression", folks)is sometimes distracting and
(endearingly) anachronistic. His inclusion of SO much lesbian material is also often off-putting and may have deserved its own
volume (sorry, Mr. Katz, it's a biological thing with me - men are just more interesting than women).
Read this and be prepared to be astonished.
More than anything, this book shows the existence of a shared Gay and Lesbian culture across the centuries (despite the claims of today's ignorant cynics). If these shadowy figures from the past could time-travel to our own era, they would be shocked at our freedom -- then they'd shout for joy and fit right in.
Don't be the least concerned about the book's length or turn away because it's about "history." The vignettes Katz assembled are usually brief, often only a page or two, which makes the book easy to put down when you need a breather, and easy to pick up again, without having to go back and refresh your memory; you'll always know what he's talking about. These are people you will be proud of. Their stories' cumulative effect gives this volume its power, and makes it, in my view, the most important Gay book of the 20th century.
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Growing up in the North, my grandmother often took my sister and I back to South Carolina to experience our "roots". The flavors of the Gullah tradition (custome, food, language, religion) come alive in Jonathan Green's work.
I would not recommend this book to individuals who are looking for general history or discussions of battles. On the other hand, for those with interest in the 13th to 15th century, it is highly recommended.
This is a classic story of Bertie Wooster and Jeeves, his valet, or as Jeeves puts it "his gentleman's gentleman". There are several books featuring Bertie and Jeeves and like all the others this one is a cracker.
Bertie has to go to Steeple Bumpleigh, the lair of his horrendouns Aunt Agatha, to assist his uncle pull of a tricky business deal. Confusion ensues when he gets engaged to the wrong girl - the overbearing, always-moulding Florence Craye. The situation is especially hard for him, as also in the cast of characted is Stilton Cheesewright, who thinks Bertie as a snake and butterfly, and wants to clobber him.
Add to this a business magnate from Long Island, an eccentric author, and a boy scout bent (pun intended, read the book and you shall find out) on helping all around him, and its a recipie for the worst kind of disaster for Bertie. Thank god he has Jeeves on hand to extricate him from all the doodah.
A superb read. Dont give this one a miss. Remember, a man who is tired of Wodehouse, is a man who is tired of Life.
The supporting characters are marvelously drawn. There's Florence Craye, "one of those intellectual girls, steeped to the gills in serious purpose, who are unable to see a male soul without wanting to get behind it and shove," and her jealous fiance Stilton Cheesewright, "one of those touchy lovers who go about the place in a suspicious and red-eyed spirit, eager to hammer the stuffing out of such of the citizenry as they suppose to be or to have been in any sense matey with the adored object." The disheveled writer Boko Fittleworth looks like "a cross between a comedy juggler and a parrot that has been dragged through a hedge backwards." Florence's brother Edwin is a Boy Scout with a "kink in his psychology which made him such a menace to society"; her father is "one of those men you meet sometimes who only listen to about two words of any observation addressed to them."
Even the characters who never once make an appearance add to the delirium. A victim of various intrigues executed by main characters, the American industrialist J. Chichester Clam remains entirely off-stage, "probably convinced that all this must be that Collapse of Civilization of which he had no doubt so often spoke at the Union League Club." And the fear of the wrath of the matriarch Aunt Agatha, away visiting her sick son, keeps all the characters in check.
This mix of oddballs insures that engagements are broken, property is destroyed, business deals are ruined, and animosities are renewed--and, as always, it falls to Jeeves to set everything right with a mix of luck, connivance, outright deceitfulness, and wisdom culled from Shakespeare (who, according to Bertie, "sounds well, but doesn't mean anything"). For such a light, easy read, "Joy in the Morning" is an unexpectedly satisfying novel.
The Horseman on the Roof is the story of Angelo Pardi, a young Italian who is making his way across the French countryside to his home in Italy during the cholera epidemic. Unfortunately, the book lacks a cohesive storyline and Angelo simply meanders from one village to another, encountering first one cholera victim, then another.
While The Horseman on the Roof isn't strong on plot and certainly won't keep you up at night turning pages, it does contain gorgeous descriptions of Provence. Giono's descriptive writing is the equivalent of a full-course gourmet meal and anyone interested in the south of France, especially during this period in history, will find the book fascinating reading.
There really isn't a story here, so perhaps the book doesn't deserve the four stars I gave it, but Giono's prose, however, is so lush and beautiful I couldn't justify giving it any number fewer.
If you love gorgeous prose, France or are interested in the cholera epidemic, by all means, read this book. Others will no doubt find the film more engrossing as I did.
I read the book without breaks, simply because I found it impossible to put down. By the time I had finished it it was 0500 at night and I was exhausted. (What this other reviewer was thinking, who felt it wouldn't deprive you of sleep I can't imagine.) The imagery and the story is harsh and horrible, and yet deeply invigorating and rewarding because while the author is depicting a society coming apart under the pressure of the plague he is also describing how individuals can resist that pressure.
I thought this a work of great subtlety (you'll have to read it many times to catch all of it), fantastic atmosphere, and unusual drive. Rarely have I found a book to be this gripping and at the same time so well-written.
If you get the impression I am struggling to express how good I think it was you've understood.