How works from
three different genres can help us remember a shameful period in our history.
Compared to the
other bad memories I’ve highlighted in this space, it might seem like we’ve
done all right as a nation by the World War II history of anti-Japanese
discrimination and internment. After all, at the urging of the Commission on
Wartime Relocation and Internment of Civilians (CWRIC), the federal
government agreed in the late 1980s to pay out $20,000 in reparations to each
survivor of the internment, an explicit and striking attempt to right an
acknowledged wrong. Yet reparations don’t necessarily equate with remembrance,
and I believe we still have a long way to go in remembering, engaging with, and
including in our national narratives the experiences of those interned Japanese
Americans. The most direct way to do so, of course, is to hear their voices and
perspectives, such as by reading Jeanne
Wakatsuki Houston’s memoir (co-authored with her husband James D. Houston) Farewell to Manzanar (1973). In direct and unsparing prose,
Houston documents just what the internment experience meant for a nine year old
girl and her family; such personal perspectives are vital if we’re to get
inside the internment experience, I would argue.
Houston
published her memoir thirty years after the internment, however, and so the
text, important and compelling as it is, can’t be accurately described as
immediate; as with any autobiographical work, it’s a constructed reflection on
the experiences it portrays. Fortunately, it can be complemented very directly
by another set of works connected to Manzanar—pioneering photographer Ansel
Adams’s more than 200 photographs taken at the camp in 1943. As that
Library of Congress exhibition powerfully illustrates, Adams’s photographs
covered a huge range of internment details: from the identities of individuals
and families to work, leisure, and other activities, and with (unsurprisingly
for Adams, best known for his nature
photographs) plenty of representations of the place, setting, and community
itself in the mix as well. Photographs, especially ones taken by a talented
artist like Adams, are not direct reflections of reality either, of course—but these
1943 shots certainly provide a window into that moment and place, the setting
for Houston’s memories and a representative internment space to be sure.
If the
photographs are in at least some key ways pretty close to the internment
moment, at the other end of the spectrum we’d find David
Guterson’s 1994 novel Snow Falling on
Cedars. Written by a European American born more than a decade after
the end of World War II, narrated by another (fictional) European American man
(and a veteran of the war’s Pacific battles at that), and focusing at least as
much on a murder mystery, a courtroom drama, and a love triangle as on flashbacks
to two pivotal characters’ internment experiences, Snow can certainly not be placed on the short list of vital
internment documents. Yet I would argue (somewhat vaguely, so as not to spoil
the novel’s resolutions) that Guterson locates those internment experiences,
and their immediate and lingering, individual and communal effects and meanings,
at the heart of each of his novel’s plotlines, making his book a historical
novel in the truest sense of the phrase: a fiction about history’s power and
presence, about the worst of what it can include and (again, trying not to
spoil!) some of the best ways we can remember and respond to those memories.
All texts that
can help us better remember the internment! Final post of mine in the series
tomorrow,
Ben
PS. What do you
think? Responses to this post? Suggestions for other bad American memories?
8/23 Memory Day
nominee: Clifford
Geertz, the pioneering
cultural anthropologist who brought literary,
psychological, and sociological
insights to the field, and profoundly
influenced our understandings of society,
religion, community, and
ourselves.
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