Category: book reviews / recommendations

Reading List

I was only about thirty pages into Hisham Matar’s In The Country of Men, and was looking forward to the rest, when somehow I managed to leave my copy under my seat on the plane from London. So now I am back to my summer reading list. I’m well into Kiran Desai’s The Inheritance of Loss, and enjoying it tremendously. At first, I was slightly put off by the jagged narrative, but Desai’s observations are so sharp and her voice so clear that I quickly got past that and I am now having a great time. A marvelous piece of work. More on it soon, I hope.



Ayaan Hirsi Ali’s The Caged Virgin &
Irshad Manji’s The Trouble With Islam Today

Thanks to Christopher Hitchens’ column in Slate, we have all heard about Ayaan Hirsi Ali’s “arresting and hypnotizing beauty” and we have been urged “to go out and buy” The Caged Virgin. But if you’d rather read a critical review of the book, perhaps you might be interested in my essay in the June 19th issue of The Nation. The piece is about the ever-popular topic of “Women and Islam”™ and specifically addresses Ayaan Hirsi Ali’s The Caged Virgin and Irshad Manji’s The Trouble With Islam Today. Here’s an excerpt:

These days, being a Muslim woman means being saddled with what can only be referred to as the “burden of pity.” The feelings of compassion that we Muslim women seem to inspire emanate from very distinct and radically opposed currents: religious extremists of our own faith, and evangelical and secular supporters of empire in the West.

Radical Islamist parties claim that the family is the cornerstone of society and that women, by virtue of their reproductive powers, are its builders. An overhaul of society must therefore begin with reforming the status of women, and in particular with distinguishing clearly their roles from those of men. Guided by their “true” interpretations of the faith, these radicals want women to resume their traditional roles of nurturers and men to be empowered to lead the family. If we protect women’s rights in Islam, they assure us, the umma, the community of believers, will be lifted from its general state of poverty and backwardness.

Sayyid Qutb (1906-66), the Egyptian writer and activist who has exerted such a powerful influence over the radical Islamist movement, fervently believed that Muslim women belonged in the home. In his 1964 book Ma’alim fi al-Tariq (Milestones), Qutb wrote that “if woman is freed from her basic responsibility of bringing up children” and, whether on her own or by pressure from society, seeks to work in jobs such as “a hostess or a stewardess in a hotel or ship or air company,” she will be “using her ability for material productivity rather than the training of human beings.” This, he claimed, would make the entire civilization “backward.” The misogynistic philosophy has proved enticing, finding advocates among Muslims throughout the world. Between 1989 and 1991, for instance, Abbassi Madani, the red-bearded founder of the Algerian Islamic Salvation Front Party (FIS), often referred to women who refused to cover themselves with a hijab as “sparrow hawks of neocolonialism.” His co-founder, Ali Belhadj, claimed that there was a simple solution to the country’s high unemployment rate: turn over the jobs of working women to idle men. Madani summarized his program: “The system is sick; the doctor is FIS; and the medicine has existed for fourteen centuries. It is Islam.” Reducing Algerian women to birds of prey, and their faith to a pill: These are good indicators of the depth of intellect within the leadership of the FIS.

Meanwhile, the abundant pity that Muslim women inspire in the West largely takes the form of impassioned declarations about “our plight”–reserved, it would seem, for us, as Christian and Jewish women living in similarly constricting fundamentalist settings never seem to attract the same concern. The veil, illiteracy, domestic violence, gender apartheid and genital mutilation have become so many hot-button issues that symbolize our status as second-class citizens in our societies. These expressions of compassion are often met with cynical responses in the Muslim world, which further enrages the missionaries of women’s liberation. Why, they wonder, do Muslim women not seek out the West’s help in freeing themselves from their societies’ retrograde thinking? The poor things, they are so oppressed they do not even know they are oppressed.

The sympathy extended to us by Western supporters of empire is nothing new. In 1908 Lord Cromer, the British consul general in Egypt, declared that “the fatal obstacle” to the country’s “attainment of that elevation of thought and character which should accompany the introduction of Western civilization” was Islam’s degradation of women. The fact that Cromer raised school fees and discouraged the training of women doctors in Egypt, and in England founded an organization that opposed the right of British women to suffrage, should give us a hint of what his views on gender roles were really like. Little seems to have changed in the past century, for now we have George W. Bush, leader of the free world, telling us, before invading Afghanistan in 2001, that he was doing it as much to free the country’s women as to hunt down Osama bin Laden and Mullah Omar. Five years later, the Taliban are making a serious comeback, and the country’s new Constitution prohibits any laws that are contrary to an austere interpretation of Sharia. Furthermore, among the twenty-odd reasons that were foisted on the American public to justify the invasion of Iraq in 2003 was, of course, the subjugation of women; this, despite the fact that the majority of Iraqi women were educated and active in nearly all sectors of a secular public life. Three years into the occupation, the only enlightened aspect of Saddam’s despotic rule has been dismantled: Facing threats from a resurgent fundamentalism, both Sunni and Shiite, many women have been forced to quit their jobs and to cover because not to do so puts them in harm’s way. Why Mr. Bush does not advocate for the women of Thailand, the women of Botswana or the women of Nepal is anyone’s guess.

This context–competing yet hypocritical sympathies for Muslim women–helps to explain the strong popularity, particularly in the post-September 11 era, of Muslim women activists like Ayaan Hirsi Ali and Irshad Manji and the equally strong skepticism with which they are met within the broad Muslim community. These activists are passionate and no doubt sincere in their criticism of Islam. But are their claims unique and innovative, or are they mostly unremarkable? Are their conclusions borne out by empirical evidence, or do they fail to meet basic levels of scholarship? The casual reader would find it hard to answer these questions, because there is very little critical examination of their work. For the most part, the loudest responses have been either hagiographic profiles of these “brave” and “heroic” women, on the one hand, or absurd and completely abhorrent threats to the safety of these “apostates” and “enemies of God,” on the other.

You can read the rest of the review here.



Amitav Ghosh’s Incendiary Circumstances

My review of Amitav Ghosh’s Incendiary Circumstances appeared in the Sunday Oregonian. Here’s an excerpt:

Amitav Ghosh’s latest book, Incendiary Circumstances: A Chronicle of the Turmoil of Our Times, is a collection of essays — reportage, political commentary, travel articles and even a few pieces of literary criticism. (Don’t run, this is actually pretty good.) The essays were written over a period of nearly 20 years, and the book opens with the most recent, “The Town by the Sea,” which describes Ghosh’s trip to the Andaman Islands only a few days after the tsunami struck South Asia in December of 2004. It closes with the oldest, “The Imam and the Indian,” in which Ghosh writes of how he engaged in a game of verbal bidding with an imam over which of their countries, Egypt or India, is the rightful heir to the West in terms of “guns and tanks and bombs.”

The unifying theme here is the question that looms over writers in this age, or any other age, for that matter: how to write about the world, about its turmoil and violence, without “allowing your work to become complicit with the subject.” The only answer, Ghosh suggests, is for “those who deal in words [to] pay scrupulous attention to what they say.”

Read the rest of it here.



Tahar Ben Jelloun’s The Last Friend

My review of Tahar Ben Jelloun’s The Last Friend appears in the March 20th issue of The Nation. Here is the opening paragraph:

In 1966 the Moroccan intellectual Abdellatif Laabi launched a cultural revolution in the form of a magazine. A bilingual quarterly, Souffles (Breaths) featured the work of leading figures of the North African literary and political avant-garde, such as novelist Mohammed Khair-Eddine, poet Mostafa Nissaboury and leftist activist Abraham Serfaty. Before long, it became the principal reference for a homegrown progressive movement. In his role as editor, Laabi was the first to publish many of the region’s young writers. Among these was a 24-year-old poet and philosophy professor named Tahar Ben Jelloun, who made a stirring debut in the magazine in 1968 with “L’Aube des dalles” (The Dawn of Stones). In this haunting meditation on repression, Ben Jelloun courageously evoked the need to remember victims of disappearance and torture: “And this man, this man who never returned/a body/that was dissolved in sulfuric acid/a body/that was sunk in quicklime/what will/the wind tell erosion/what will/the sword tell the torn neck/when/it will be necessary to remember this man.” Because of poems like “L’Aube des dalles,” which directly addressed the deteriorating political situation, the Moroccan government banned Souffles in 1971.

For more on Ben Jelloun, his new book, and its place in contemporary Moroccan literature, read the full review here. (The article is freely available to non-subscribers.)



Vikram Seth’s Two Lives

My review of Vikram Seth’s Two Lives appears in Sunday’s Boston Globe. Part memoir, part biography, the book tells the story of Seth’s uncle Shanti, a World War II veteran who settled in London, and Shanti’s German wife, Henny. Here is an excerpt:

Although Seth did an enormous amount of research for this book, the reader never gets very close to the inscrutable Henny. Seth’s only sources for drawing this intriguing, mysterious woman are his and his uncle’s memories of her, as well as her correspondence. But Henny’s letters are, by her friends’ own admission, rather distant, leaving Seth to speculate on her frame of mind, on her feelings for the German fiancĂ© who abandoned her and for the man whom she married. Because Seth never interviewed her during her lifetime (one gets the sense she would have been too private to want to speak about such things) the resulting portrait doesn’t quite satisfy.

You can read the full review here. (You may be asked to register, in which case you can use bugmenot to get a free login.)



Zadie Smith’s On Beauty

My long-promised review of Zadie Smith’s On Beauty appeared in the Sunday Oregonian. Here’s an excerpt:

Smith’s ear for dialogue remains one of her strongest skills as a writer. She is able to capture not just different accents or different registers, but also register switches within a character’s speech. Kiki, for example, sounds slightly different when she addresses her husband and children than when she talks to Claire, a prominent poet whose admirers Zora spitefully refers to as “Cult-of-Claire groupies.”

As in “White Teeth” and in the opening chapter of “The Autograph Man,” Smith’s depiction of fathers is well-observed and compelling, even tender. For all his philandering, his self-obsession, his over-intellectualizing, Howard remains lovable. “On Beauty” is itself an act of appreciation of beauty. A longtime E.M. Forster fan, Smith has structured her novel as an homage to “Howards End,” complete with similar opening lines, inherited houses, troublesome bequests and unexpected philandering.

At times, however, Smith strains under the weight of all the concerns she tries to address: The politics of academia, familial and personal identity, body image, campus life, ideological wars, etc. The result can seem somewhat unfocused, though far from lacking in beauty.

For those of you in Portland, mark your calendars: Zadie Smith will appear on Thursday, October 6th at a Powell’s event. (Note that the reading will be held at the First Unitarian Church. Come early…)