There are no pat answers, but Gessen makes it eerily plain to see how simply an atrocity can manifest.
The bombing of the 2013 Boston Marathon resulted in a deluge of media coverage, none of which offered a satisfying explanation of why it happened. This book attempts to find an answer.
Russian-American journalist Gessen (Words Will Break Cement: The Passion of Pussy Riot, 2014, etc.) follows the Tsarnaev family on their unending quest for a stable life; a map in the front of the book details a dozen moves in less than 30 years. Uprooted repeatedly by war or lack of opportunity, the family remained in Cambridge for nearly a decade before things turned sour. After the bombings, with Tamerlan dead and Dzhokhar in prison, the treatment of local Chechens by law enforcement overwhelmingly echoed the treatment they fled at home. The sense that things were no better for them in the United States highlights the disillusionment that some would-be terrorists convert into hatred and, often, violence. The lockdown of an entire neighborhood while the manhunt took place struck many as a violation of civil liberties, but the war on terror offered a free pass to law enforcement, both to do whatever they wanted and to answer to very little in the aftermath. Gessen believes the brothers are guilty, but those who think the bombings were a setup by the FBI have ample material to build the case for conspiracy, so voluminous were the redactions and refusals to divulge information. Most chilling is the sheer normalcy of the brothers, one a small-time pot dealer who wasted time playing video games, the other a married father who was still very much an adolescent at heart. How could they do such a thing? Did they act alone or, as seems likely, have help building the explosives?
There are no pat answers, but Gessen makes it eerily plain to see how simply an atrocity can manifest.Pub Date: April 7, 2015
ISBN: 978-1-59463-264-8
Page Count: 288
Publisher: Riverhead
Review Posted Online: March 31, 2015
Kirkus Reviews Issue: April 15, 2015
SEEN & HEARD
The author's youthfulness helps to assure the inevitable comparison with the Anne Frank diary although over and above the...
Elie Wiesel spent his early years in a small Transylvanian town as one of four children.
He was the only one of the family to survive what Francois Maurois, in his introduction, calls the "human holocaust" of the persecution of the Jews, which began with the restrictions, the singularization of the yellow star, the enclosure within the ghetto, and went on to the mass deportations to the ovens of Auschwitz and Buchenwald. There are unforgettable and horrifying scenes here in this spare and sombre memoir of this experience of the hanging of a child, of his first farewell with his father who leaves him an inheritance of a knife and a spoon, and of his last goodbye at Buchenwald his father's corpse is already cold let alone the long months of survival under unconscionable conditions.
Pub Date: Jan. 16, 2006
ISBN: 0374500010
Page Count: 120
Publisher: Hill & Wang
Review Posted Online: Oct. 7, 2011
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 15, 2006
A horde-pleaser, well-written and full of surprises.
“The Mongols swept across the globe as conquerors,” writes the appreciative pop anthropologist-historian Weatherford (The History of Money, 1997, etc.), “but also as civilization’s unrivaled cultural carriers.”
No business-secrets fluffery here, though Weatherford does credit Genghis Khan and company for seeking “not merely to conquer the world but to impose a global order based on free trade, a single international law, and a universal alphabet with which to write all the languages of the world.” Not that the world was necessarily appreciative: the Mongols were renowned for, well, intemperance in war and peace, even if Weatherford does go rather lightly on the atrocities-and-butchery front. Instead, he accentuates the positive changes the Mongols, led by a visionary Genghis Khan, brought to the vast territories they conquered, if ever so briefly: the use of carpets, noodles, tea, playing cards, lemons, carrots, fabrics, and even a few words, including the cheer hurray. (Oh, yes, and flame throwers, too.) Why, then, has history remembered Genghis and his comrades so ungenerously? Whereas Geoffrey Chaucer considered him “so excellent a lord in all things,” Genghis is a byword for all that is savage and terrible; the word “Mongol” figures, thanks to the pseudoscientific racism of the 19th century, as the root of “mongoloid,” a condition attributed to genetic throwbacks to seed sown by Mongol invaders during their decades of ravaging Europe. (Bad science, that, but Dr. Down’s son himself argued that imbeciles “derived from an earlier form of the Mongol stock and should be considered more ‘pre-human, rather than human.’ ”) Weatherford’s lively analysis restores the Mongols’ reputation, and it takes some wonderful learned detours—into, for instance, the history of the so-called Secret History of the Mongols, which the Nazis raced to translate in the hope that it would help them conquer Russia, as only the Mongols had succeeded in doing.
A horde-pleaser, well-written and full of surprises.Pub Date: March 2, 2004
ISBN: 0-609-61062-7
Page Count: 320
Publisher: Crown
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Dec. 1, 2003
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