Wednesday, September 14, 2022

Between Hope and Fear: A History of Vaccines and Human Immunity by Michael Kinch

Source of book: Borrowed from the library

 

Our local library did a feature display on vaccination recently, and I picked this one up. 

 

Vaccination has, to put it mildly, become a political flash point here in the United States, the culmination of a number of factors including the Evangelical denial of science (and indeed reality), the politicization of everything including public health, the rise of Trump and his utterly irresponsible approach to politics, and the emotional need of right wingers to find an issue to flip the bird at “liberals.” And that’s how you get a pandemic that disproportionately kills and injures people with one set of political loyalties

 

Vaccination has also, unfortunately, become one of the last threads in the unraveling of my own family, with my parents and sister going full conspiracy theory regarding Covid and the vaccines. This, from the parents who literally taught me about how much vaccines have done to rid the world of nasty diseases, who encouraged me to learn science, and who taught me critical thinking in the first place. This too has been the culmination of a long shift in their thinking, starting many decades ago. Starting with some fairly benign experiments in alternative medicine - mostly trying to eat better and avoid junk, which is pretty universally acknowledged as healthy - it went further and further into fads and superfoods and supplements. That this happened during my teens, when we already were making a swerve toward Gothard and Authoritarian Fundamentalism made it that much harder for me. The ever-changing diets left me feeling starved, and my pointing out that the articles and books my mom was relying on were so scientifically ignorant as to make obvious that the authors could not be bothered to learn basic Jr. High level chemistry or biology was not received particularly well. (That’s the problem with Authoritarian Fundamentalism - telling your parents they are wrong - objectively, scientifically wrong - is “rebellion” - something that still negatively affected our relationship well into my 40s.) 

 

The reason I bring this up is that all of it was connected, via epistemic capture. The exact details of the belief about health and diet - and the very related issues of religion and politics as they affect real life people and situations - have changed and varied quite a bit. But the trajectory of how truth was distinguished from falsehood was a slow but steady descent into a distrust of all mainstream and/or secular sources of information and truth. At some point, the only information that could make it past the cognitive gatekeepers became information from the tribe - from people similar enough in politics and/or religion to be considered “one of us” rather than “them.” If the information was perceived as coming from the Republican Party/Fox News/White Evangelicalism/Alternative Medicine constellation, then it could be accepted, but outside data and ideas were viewed with increasing disbelief, to the point where having a dialogue centered on a common experience of reality was no longer possible. 

 

An example of how this works: 

“Your particular interpretation of this scripture is hurting us.”

“Well, that is the only possible interpretation.”

“Here are a number of other interpretations that are different.”

“Those interpretations are untrue.”

“How do you know?”

“These people from our religious tribe say this is the only interpretation.”

“But what about these people from the same background who say something different?”

“They aren’t from our tribe.”

“Why not?”

“Because they don’t believe the same interpretation of scripture.”

 

It is entirely circular, and no “outside” truth can penetrate, because of the epistemic capture. Combine this with a strong distrust of expertise, training, and experience as superior to tribal membership, and you have a nasty combination of factors that destroy the ability to identify and understand truth. 

 

This is crucial to understanding the issues of both vaccinations in particular, and public health in general, and it explains the bizarre phenomenon of Donald Trump getting booed by his own fans for recommending the Covid vaccine (which he got, by the way.) 

 

“Why don’t you get vaccinated?”

“My tribe tells me it is unsafe and ineffective. Use Ivermectin instead.”

[Shows data regarding safety and effectiveness of vaccine, ineffectiveness of Ivermectin.]

“That’s not what our tribe says.”

“Isn’t Trump like, the leader of your tribe? He says get vaccinated.”

“He’s part of our tribe, but not about this issue.”

“Why not?”

“Because he doesn’t say use Ivermectin instead of vaccines.”

 

And around and around and around it goes, and this has applied to so many public health issues. And so many other political issues that directly affect me and my friends and family. There is no piercing the epistemic capture. 

 

This book isn’t really about that issue, but it does lay the groundwork for how the anti-vaccine movements of the past got started, and why they are so difficult to address. Since vaccines were invented, there have been anti-vaxxers. Some of them have had legitimate issues: particularly in the unregulated wild early days, many vaccines were contaminated with other diseases, impurities, and of dubious quality. These problems, in turn, led to the government regulation of vaccines and how they are tested for effectiveness and safety. The result has been an incredible level of safety for many decades. 

 

Unfortunately, the other effect of past anti-vax movements has been that few companies are interested in developing vaccines anymore, because the liability and hassle are too great to justify investments, particularly since vaccines need to be affordable and mass produced for whole populations. As we have seen with the Covid vaccines, we can still develop, test, and produce vaccines quickly - but it requires significant government intervention and investment or it simply doesn’t happen. 

 

And then, there is the way that the anti-vax movement has undermined vaccination rates and public health generally. As the author puts it:

 

The volume and advocacy of false facts by an obnoxious and loud minority has overwhelmed the fact-based attempts by credible sources to expound the extraordinary health benefits of vaccination.

 

The book was published in 2018, so the author already is warning about Trump (although he doesn’t use the name) and his dangerous misinformation-based approach to vaccination. It was also pre-Covid, so we can see how his fears for the future came to pass in many ways. But also, the pandemic has shown that his optimism about the role of vaccines in our health and futures was well placed. Vaccines remain our most powerful weapon against disease, and one of the most crucial to our post-antibiotic future. 

 

The author certainly has the credentials to back up his assertions, having studied and researched at Yale, worked in the pharmaceutical industry, and worked in public health focusing on Ebola, Dengue, and other tropical viruses of great threat. He also has done some crossover work on bioterrorism - something that is actually pretty related, because, as he quotes one of his past bosses as saying, “Mother Nature is a most dangerous and inventive terrorist.”

 

Mother Nature has been given some unique advantages over the last few hundred years, too. Just as the Plague was first spread rapidly around the world by the Roman Empire, the same factors drive the rapid spread of disease today: improved transportation, urbanization, and emigration. 

 

And man, it is easy to forget how bad the plague was. We tend to think of later waves at the end of the Middle Ages, but the Roman wave in the 2nd Century also killed an incredible number. Adjusted for modern populations, this would be 150 million deaths in the US alone. Also, just as today, the sick and dying were preyed upon by charlatans looking to get rich from the suffering and fear of others.

 

The book turns to smallpox next, for obvious reasons. This is the only time that humans have exterminated a pathogen, and is the first major success story for vaccines. It is believed, based on modern genetic modeling, that smallpox jumped from rodents to humans sometime between 16,000 and 48,000 years ago. So it was with us for a long time. I won’t get into all the details, but the story of smallpox and the various ways humans have fought back - for centuries before Jenner made headlines - is a really fascinating part of the book. 

 

I do want to mention that the parallels with our modern times are crazy. Soon after Jenner (and others) developed arguably one of the top five developments in human health, the charlatans came around, making claims about the harms of the vaccines (“you will turn into a human/cow chimera!” “it kills children!”)  - while, of course, peddling their own quack remedies. Englishman William Tebb sure sounds like modern anti-vaxxers: he had money and influence, he claimed that vaccines had killed tens of thousands of children, and he wanted to sell you his remedy, namely Theosophy, a mystical theory of health. Oh, and he claimed that rejecting vaccines was the “right of individuals over government.” That sure sounds familiar. 

 

Oh, and there is more. The organized anti-vax movement in the United States centered around a sketchy group calling themselves the “American Medical Liberty League.” They advocated for another quack medical practice, homeopathy, and sold “remedies” for such fake diseases as “disappointment in love.” Before anti-vax fearmongering became their big cause, they had previously advocated - and I am not making this up - against pure food and drug laws. 

 

Notwithstanding these efforts, governments did the right thing and mandated smallpox vaccination - mandates absolutely work - and smallpox became increasingly rare. The World Health Organization - now a bogeyman for the Right Wing - was crucial in eradicating smallpox in the third world. It is hard to believe, since the US has been free of smallpox for longer, that it wasn’t until 1977 that the last case was documented. That’s during my lifetime. 

 

Having started with the history of the plague and smallpox, the book then turns to an extended set of chapters on the immune system, bacteria, and viruses. This is where the author’s knowledge (and his skill in explaining complex ideas) really shine. I am pretty well educated on medical topics - I am married to a nurse, but also have loved science since childhood - but there were things I learned here. I also will say that this book has some of the best descriptions of how pathogens and immune systems fight each other, and how so many potentially pathogenic organisms have actually become symbiotic with us. Serious, this is great stuff, and worth reading the book for. 

 

One chapter starts with a disclaimer for the squeamish which is worth quoting in its entirety.

 

In the interest of full disclosure, it is important to war the reader that much of this chapter is devoted to perhaps one of the least attractive concepts and words in the English language: pus. For as long as people have suffered wounds and infections - in other words, from time immemorial - pus has been a subject of considerable speculation, though understanding of its function, composition, and scientific beauty is comparatively recent. 

 

Not too often “pus” and “scientific beauty” end up in the same sentence, but there you have it. 

 

One of those things that I learned from this book was an interesting thing about CRISPR technology. It has been in the news a lot over the last decade, because of its use in, well, a whole bunch of stuff that uses DNA, RNA, and genetics generally. 

 

But did you know that CRISPR was originally a function of the immune systems of bacteria? Me either. Apparently, some bacteria splice bits of viral DNA into their own genomes, in order to remember pathogens and defend against them. That’s pretty crazy. 

 

The evolution from single-celled organisms to far more complex organisms required some upgrades to immunity, of course. I love this particular line about multicellular organisms:

 

At the risk of offending those enamored with the exquisite and undeniable beauty and complexity of the human body, consider that each of us is simply a tube within a tube. The outer tube is the body. This tube has a large surface area (e.g. skin) and occasional holes (e.g. eyes, nose, and genital orifices), which must be patrolled to halt myriad pathogens in an environment that even the most maniacal hygienist cannot (and should not) keep clean. A second, inner tube comprises the digestive tract, which is a large hole that penetrates all the way through the outer tube. 

 

Thus, the Star Trek life forms that called humans “giant ugly bags of mostly water” were a bit off. We are more like giant tubes within tubes, with mostly water in between.

 

And speaking of tubes, I have to laugh at the (possibly apocryphal) story about a rather acerbic scientist, Rudolf Virchow, who was notorious for insulting his colleagues - and politicians. One politician supposedly challenged him to a duel, which Virchow said he would only agree to if he could choose the weapon: a Trichinella-loaded sausage. 

 

One recurring item in the book is that of cytokine storms. Again, this book was published pre-Covid, but cytokine storms are nothing new. They are what makes Yellow Fever, for example, as deadly as it is, particularly on the second infection. For many who succumb to Covid, it is this that kills - the overactive immune response - rather than the damage caused directly by the virus. The challenge for vaccine developers, therefore, is how to train the immune system so that it reacts….but doesn’t overreact. Fortunately, this is not only possible, but it is how successful vaccines work, including the Covid vaccines. 

 

[Side note on Yellow Fever: an excellent book is An American Plague by Jim Murphy. It is written with kids in mind, but is good for adults too. Between Hope and Fear talks about about this plague too, and adds the detail that it came to America because of refugees fleeing from Haiti after the slave uprising. The displaced French colonizers brought the disease with them…] 

 

From time to time, the books I am reading overlap in weird and unexpected ways. In this case, the book mentions Sinclair Lewis’ award-winning novel, Arrowsmith, which is loosely based on the life of researcher Felix d’Herelle. In turn, later researcher Winston Harvey Price was inspired by the book - and then ended up having his life imitate the book. How does this fit with my other reading? Well, I am reading Elmer Gantry for Banned Books Week, and my copy of the book contains Arrowsmith and Dodsworth in the same volume. Stay tuned for a review of Elmer Gantry.

 

More nerdy stuff: in the extended discussion of the HIV virus and AIDS, the book talks about endogenous retroviruses (ERVs). Retroviruses are sneaky, tricky little buggers, although fortunately most are harmless to us. They manage to sneak parts of their genomes into ours, and an estimated 5-8 percent of our own DNA is actually bits and pieces of past retroviruses, aka ERVs. 

 

The book talks a good bit about antibiotics, and how they work. And, why they are becoming ineffective. (Hey, news flash! Evolution is STILL HAPPENING, even if you don’t believe in it!) Vaccines, on the other hand, while they can be bypassed to a degree by mutations, are still remarkably effective - because they utilize the immune system rather than simple chemical processes. 

 

In contrast to the shroud of doom that currently pervades anti-infective medicines, are, extraordinary, and enduring successes in the war between men and microbes have been achieved by vaccines. These vaccines were mostly discovered by mobilizing the immune systems of mice and men to recognize foreign invaders. 

 

Side note here: because the book was written pre-Covid, it does not discuss mRNA-based vaccines, which have not only had great success in battling Covid, but promise to open up a whole new world of vaccines in the future. 

 

The world of medicine has never been entirely separate from the world of politics, and the overlap comes in public health. One of the fun things about this book is the well-researched and documented histories of public sector involvement in fighting disease. One particularly interesting one was about St. Louis in the 1800s. As the book notes, hard to believe now, but St. Louis was once a progressive and innovative town, on the cutting edge of liberal ideas. Including ones that were considered socialist then and now - public parklands open to all, for example. And also public-sector control of health. The story in the book is about the diphtheria antitoxin, which St. Louis decreed could only be manufactured and distributed by the government, so that it could be offered for free to the poorest citizens of the city, rather than hoarded for profit. 

 

As is the case for a lot of science and medicine, there were women involved in many of the great innovations, but their contributions were overlooked and in some cases suppressed. Give the men the credit - the white men, of course. This book tries to correct that by giving the entire history of the pertussis (whooping cough) vaccine, which was developed by a trio of women. Two of them, Pearl Kendrick and Grace Eldering, got official credit, although their names are hardly household ones. But the third woman in the trio was Loney Gordon, an African American scientist who managed to rise from poverty, get her degree, and yet found that she couldn’t get a job that wasn’t menial. (Case in point: she attempted to get a dietician position, but was told that white male cooks wouldn’t take direction from a black woman.) 

 

So, all these great innovations in the 20th Century. So many diseases that used to be terrible largely gone. Shouldn’t everyone celebrate this? Well, nope. The book returns again to the anti-vax movement. Because it happened when I was very young, I do not remember the panic about the DTP vaccine. Led by the now-notorious Harris Coulter - not trained in medicine or science, but an advocate for….wait for it….homeopathy - the movement gained a lot of press, despite a lack of scientific foundation. As the book notes, then as now, anti-vaxxers rely on selective presentation of facts, half-truths, inaccurate data, and even outright fabrication. Unfortunately, “simplistic, unscientific, biased, and inaccurate” rhetoric tends to get the attention of the media - it sells in a way that evidence-based, peer-reviewed information does not. 

 

One of the lawsuits that arose from this movement occurred in the United Kingdom, and, fortunately, the verdict was in favor of the vaccine manufacturers. One of the things the judge in that case noted was that nearly half of the allegedly harmed children had not even received the vaccine. That is, in layman’s terms, the anti-vax plaintiffs LIED. The “research” was fabricated, made up, full of inaccuracies, because the actual truth did not prove the anti-vax theory. 

 

This, by the way, is the theme that you will see in EVERY anti-vax movement - a need to lie, because the truth does not support their beliefs. 

 

The DTP (now TDaP - reformulated to be less effective, but with fewer side effects) is just one of the vaccines targeted. In my lifetime, the focus switched instead to the MMR vaccine - measles, mums, and rubella. For reasons I do not understand, the public imagination seems to view these as benign diseases. They are not. 

 

The acronym designates a single vaccine that prevents three of the greatest mass murderers of children: measles, mumps, and rubella. Despite the extraordinary public good that this vaccine has and continues to deliver, these three letters have been the source of some of the most dangerous misinformation, both blatant and unintended, that increasingly threatens the lives of billions around the world.

 

And yes, measles is a terrible disease, not some mild infection. Measles has been responsible for 200 million deaths in the past 150 years. That’s million, not thousand. And those are the ones we are sure it caused. It turns out that childhood mortality took a huge dive once measles vaccination became common. Why? It turns out that measles doesn’t just act directly to harm the body. It actually erases the immune memory, making children (and adults) vulnerable to diseases that they otherwise would have been protected against. Bad, bad news. 

 

And equally bad news is that MMR vaccination rates are headed downward. Why? Well, to understand that, I need to mention one of the most evil people alive today: Andrew Wakefield.

 

When the history books are written, it is probable that Wakefield will be understood to have been responsible for millions of unnecessary deaths. He will be considered up there with brutal dictators who slaughtered their own people. And he did it for the same reason: to get fucking rich. He did it for money and fame and attention. 

 

HE LIED.

 

That is the bottom line here. As the book makes clear (and there is ample documentation easily available to show this), Wakefield literally fabricated data. He lied. He made stuff up. And he did it so that he and a lawyer buddy could….tell me you saw this coming….sell an alternative quack remedy. As the investigation that led to Wakefield losing his medical license showed, Wakefield was “paid to fabricate [his] findings.”

 

That is evil, plain and simple. 

 

This is the frustration with where we are at right now. One evil man, paid to fabricate his findings, is literally believed by millions. Never mind that vaccines are not even correlated with higher autism rates. Never mind the dozens of subsequent studies that failed to show any link. Never mind the millions of lives saved by the MMR vaccine. The charlatan is, for reasons that I will never understand, more credible to many than the actual evidence. 

 

Fast forward now, it is late 2019. My wife has the chance to fly to Alabama and spend a week at the FEMA training center, along with a whole spectrum of medical professionals and first responders. They do a series of mock scenarios, including a pandemic, as part of their disaster response training and brainstorming. She is also struck by the fact that FEMA has a whole wall of missing - unfilled - positions. Donald Trump, who combines a contempt for the law with gross incompetence, has essentially ignored FEMA and let vacancies go unfilled. At about this time, there comes word of a SARS-like virus that has shown up in China, probably, like SARS, one that crossed over from bats or other mammals. Uh oh. 

 

Covid-19 reaches Kern County in February, and by March, much is shut down to attempt to slow the spread. My wife, the ICU nurse, is on the front lines. With every surge, she works long hours; managers end up shift leading, and charge nurses cover multiple jobs, because of short staffing, exploding patient numbers, and staff illnesses. 

 

For our family, this was a time of great stress. Nobody yet knew how deadly Covid would be - would it end up killing 20% of front-line workers, like SARS did? And it wasn’t just the old and ill that were in ICU and dying. It was people in their 20s and 30s too. I have vulnerable lungs, and if she brought it home, would she end up with me in her unit and nobody to take care of the kids? 

 

It was a huge relief when the vaccines became available, after quick development but thorough testing for safety and effectiveness. My wife was one of the first in our county to get the shot - she and some colleagues did it on live television, and she gave an interview about it, in addition to being featured in a long-form news story on Covid. (Yeah, she’s a total badass.) Several months later, the vaccine was released for my older teens and myself, and eventually for all the kids. We have gotten vaccinated and boosted. And, interestingly, none of us have gotten Covid. I know, we are some of the few to not have gotten a breakthrough infection. (Amanda is considering being part of a study of people who have completely avoided Covid despite constant exposure - there may be a genetic component that will help us better understand immunity.) 

 

So yes, for very good reasons, we are in favor of vaccines. And are dismayed to see that the evidence in favor of Covid vaccination is ignored or disbelieved by so many. It is clear that the Covid vaccine is one of the safest ever developed. It is equally clear that it is astonishingly effective in reducing the risk of serious illness and death - and despite the ever-evolving virus, remains effective in reducing transmission. (Both because it still prevents some infections, and because it appears to greatly reduce asymptomatic transmission - meaning that people can avoid others when symptomatic, or at least mask up. That’s how we have a number of people we know who had one family member get sick, but not spread it to the others - even living in the same household.) 

 

But the story doesn’t stop there, of course. As Covid became increasingly politicized – mostly because of Trump and his sycophants – the burden on my wife was greatly increased. She was accosted and borderline assaulted in public for wearing a mask. She and her colleagues were heckled in public by Right Wingers when in uniform. Nurses were casually accused – by acquaintances of mine, no less! – of falsifying medical data – exaggerating Covid cases and deaths, supposedly in order to increase hospital profits and make Trump look bad. She has had to put up with family members who deny that their loved ones are dying of Covid, and then accuse the nurses of killing them. Family members, convinced that Ivermectin or Hydrochloroquine are miracle cures (thanks to Trump…) have demanded that she and her staff administer these drugs, although they are ineffective and not approved for use – it would be against hospital policy and standard medical practice to do what they demand. She and her colleagues have been threatened with violence at work, accused of all sorts of horrible things by those who believe the propaganda.

 

This is the problem: when you believe lies, you don’t just hurt yourself. You hurt others. You hurt immunocompromised people who do not develop an immune response. You hurt the medical workers you count on to treat you for other illnesses. You hurt other sick people by clogging the hospitals with unvaccinated patients. And you cause trauma and stress for everyone you slander with your conspiracy theories.

 

The title of the book refers to Kinch’s dueling emotions. On the one hand, vaccines have fulfilled great hope - we have eradicated some diseases, and made others into rare occurrences. But on the other, fear of vaccines - irrational fear based on lies - has lead to declining vaccination rates, and thus to a resurgence of diseases like the measles, and even circulation of polio in the United States - something that would have been unthinkable when I was a child. Hell, I know people crippled by polio! This isn’t ancient history. Many of those living today - my parents included - are old enough to remember people dying, ending up in iron lungs, or being paralyzed as children due to this terrible disease. And yet. And yet this memory seems to have faded, and the lure of the siren songs of charlatans selling snake oil and fear seem stronger to them. 

 

In particular, I fear that we are headed for a significant split in our country. We will have states like California (which finally eliminated religious and philosophical exemptions for vaccination) and more Right Wing states, where the diseases of the past will become endemic once more, and negatively affect the lives of millions. And why? Because of the lies of evil charlatans like Andrew Wakefield, and the demagoguery of fascists like Donald Trump and Ron DeSantis. (They both are, by any reasonable measure, fascists. I am not going to argue this one.) 

 

As in the past, the solution is collective action. Mandates work. Government sponsorship and subsidies for vaccines make them available to all. Public health requires public cooperation. Herd immunity requires that everyone get vaccinated. These are not controversial within the scientific community or the public health community. The question is, will we have the political will to do it? Or will we sacrifice lives to the lies of charlatans? I guess we will find out. 

 

I wish I had more confidence that we could win over the anti-vaxxers. My experience with my own family, though, gives me pause. I am not sure how to persuade, when reality itself is off the table. When expertise, knowledge, hard-won experience, and anything that requires hard work, is disdained, in favor of whatever ear-tickling nonsense comes from the tribe. It was disheartening to see that the Ivermectin hoax was swallowed, apparently without the thought of checking with my wife about that - I mean, she is literally on the front lines of Covid. But her training, her knowledge, her experience with experimental treatments early in the pandemic and with the effects of vaccination later - all that was disrespected completely. But so it has been for other things too - theological, political, scientific - the epistemic capture has essentially become complete, and there is no remaining common ground for persuasion. What will it take? I guess the death rate from Covid isn’t high enough to persuade those whose political loyalties are that strong. Would a 20% rate be enough? In the future, we may well find out. 

 

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Just a note here about one of the conspiracy theories in play here: there is a great mistrust of mRNA vaccines, mostly because they are new, and anything new is automatically suspect for many people. The theory (which my parents apparently believe) is that mRNA changes your body permanently, and that all of us who got the vaccine will develop autoimmune diseases soon. 

 

Here is the thing: what mRNA vaccines do is deliver a tiny piece of instructions to create one small part of the Covid virus - namely the spike proteins that allow it to cling to and infiltrate the cell. This creates a memory in the immune system so that the virus is recognized as a threat next time. Seriously cool, right? You don’t need the whole virus, just a bit of it. 

 

I really hate to break it to anti-vaxxers, but real viruses are far worse than this. Rather than just a few random protein instructions, viruses do this whole nefarious thing. They break into your cells, and insert a complete instruction sequence to take over your cell’s manufacturing process, use it to make more viruses, then blow up the cell on the way out. It isn’t just instructions for one protein - it’s instructions to make the whole virus. Yes, this is terrifying if you think about it. And you know what? The virus is doing the exact same thing as the vaccine - except far worse. So if you genuinely believe that a bit of mRNA does all those bad things (It doesn’t) - imagine how much MORE the actual virus is doing to you! 

 

Seriously. If you cannot be bothered to learn the actual science involved, for god’s sake, stop spewing your ignorance and expecting it to be treated as truth. You are embarrassing yourself and the rest of us. And putting others at risk. Just stop it. 

 

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On a related note:

 

“Whoever loves discipline loves knowledge, but whoever hates correction is stupid.” ~ Proverbs 12:1. 

 

I am reminded of this all too often. A significant part of the unraveling of my relationship with my parents has been because I have pushed back against lies they have believed. But because of the underlying Authoritarian Fundamentalism, I have become the enemy - the rebellious child, the one who “says mean things.” The writers of Proverbs didn’t pull punches. To refuse to be corrected when you are wrong is….stupid. And that applies even if you are older, and believe yourself to be in authority over younger people. One of my goals for myself is to remain open to new information, to better information, to changing my mind given evidence I am wrong - even as I grow older and eventually old. I never want to be so wedded to an ideology or a tribe that I cannot be persuaded to reconsider erroneous beliefs. I know I have changed a lot over time - primarily because I have learned and experienced more, and come into contact with ideas and people that are different from what I knew as a child. I hope that I can continue to do so throughout my life. 

 

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Posts that are related:

 

An American Plague by Jim Murphy

The Astonishing Life of Octavian Nothing by M. T. Anderson

The Ghost Map by Steven Johnson

The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks by Rebecca Skloot

Why My Daughters - and Sons - are Getting the HPV Vaccine


Tuesday, September 6, 2022

Julie of the Wolves by Jean Craighead George

Source of book: Audiobook from the library, but we also own this. 

 

Earlier this year, I attempted to get this audiobook for one of our trips. However, I accidentally requested Julie, the sequel. Since the two books are directly connected, it would have made zero sense to read the second one first. Instead, we listened to another, and I put this on the order list for later. Now that we had it, we listened to it for last weekend’s trip. 


Previously, we listened to another book by George, one of my all-time favorites as a kid, My Side of the Mountain. Jean George wrote books about kids in the outdoors - and she came by her knowledge honestly. Her father took her with him to all kinds of crazy places, including Alaska, where this book is set. She learned some Inuk culture and tradition from a woman, who also told her a story about her own life, one that, in modified form, became Julie of the Wolves. Combined with the story of a young girl who flees a child marriage was George’s experience with researchers who were trying to master the communication code of the wolves. 

 

The story is in three parts, and told out of sequence. We start with Miyax, (English name, Julie) a 13 year old girl, lost in the arctic tundra, having fled from her husband, and intending to find her way to a pen pal in San Francisco. She encounters a small wolf pack, and learns to communicate with them, eventually being essentially accepted into the pack. 

 

We then flash back to her childhood. After her mother dies, she goes to live with an aunt, who is cold and unaffectionate, and who becomes even worse when her father disappears (and is presumed dead) while on a seal hunt. Miserable and lonely, she decides to follow her father’s parting advice, and enter a marriage with a young man, son of her father’s friend, after the Inuk tradition. (She can be married at age 13, and, as it turns out, the marriages are treated as flexible - many are not consummated, and if the parties don’t like each other, they can just move on.) 

 

The problem is, as she discovers, her husband has some sort of intellectual disability. When his peers tease him for not consummating the marriage, he tries to rape Julie. She borrows some supplies from a friend, and heads off by herself, to try to get to the nearest town with an airport. 

 

After we get this back story, we get the rest of her journey, with the wolves, back to human civilization. I won’t give any further spoilers. 

 

The book won the Newbery in 1973, but was considered controversial. The attempted rape scene, while not graphic, is a bit disturbing, and I imagine some kids found it scary. Honestly, though, The Giver is the Newbery winner that freaks me out the most, even as an adult. 

 

Like George’s other books, this one straddles the line between realism and fantasy. The details are mostly realistic, and George took very seriously the research and cultural details, in order to get them right, and, in this case, portray Inuk culture accurately and without condescension. The fantasy part, of course, is the survival of a child under extreme conditions, with few tools, a lot of luck, and no human assistance. 

 

While My Side of the Mountain is a gentle book, with few serious threats and a lot of wonder and fun, Julie of the Wolves is a bit more harrowing. Miyax comes close to starving, nearly loses everything, and feels in peril most of the book. This isn’t better or worse, but just a different feel from the other book. 

 

I did feel that My Side of the Mountain had a better character arc. We are left with a “will she or won’t she” ending, and thus we have no resolution as to how Miyax/Julia resolves the conflict between her desire to be a traditional Inuk, and her competing desire to be part of the modern world. In part, that means the question of how she deals with gendered roles and expectations. In a lot of ways, like the author herself, she wishes to live as a boy, a wild hunter. And certainly not as a domestic wife. I thought that the portrayal of her inner life was well written - George treats child characters with more respect than many authors, allowing them complex, ambiguous, and ambivalent emotions. 

 

I also appreciated that George correctly portrays the role of the “alpha” wolf of the pack. So often, in our culture, we associate “alpha” with being violent or winning a struggle. In fact, the role of an alpha in the pack is the one who protects and leads, and status is attained not by bullying others, but by carefully building social ties. While certain antisocial wolves occasionally need to be met with force from the pack, for the most part, social status comes from the ability to provide for the good of the pack. 

 

Our audiobook was narrated by Christina Moore. The book has little dialogue, so the key was capturing Julie’s voice, and I thought Moore did a fine job of that. My one quibble with the audiobook was that the disks were introduced briefly by the stock corporate voice - and the volume level was a good bit higher than the rest. So, you get blasted at the beginning and end of each disk. I think a lot of audiobook companies could use a bit of work on both compression and signal matching. But Moore’s work was good, overall I approve of this version. 

 

Thursday, September 1, 2022

America Eats! by Pat Willard

Source of book: I own this

 

This book is one of the odd ones my wife picked up at one time, and I later discovered just perusing our shelves. 

 

The book takes its title and its idea from one of the many Great Depression era government programs that lost funding eventually and never completed its task. The idea was that a small army of writers would explore various parts of America and report on its unique food traditions. As one might expect, this nebulous task left a lot of room for interpretation - and dispute. The primary one, naturally, was what food was truly “American”? Since, except for Native American food (which was scandalously underrepresented in the project), all “American” food has immigrant roots, how long ago did the immigration have to occur? How much transformation? No easy answers there, of course. However, Pat Willard comes up with some interesting conclusions of her own. (See below.)

 

So, in the late 1930s, the project lost funding, and was largely forgotten. Many of the archives disappeared, while others languished and molded away in state government buildings around the country. When Pat Willard sought to explore and write about the project, she found that so much was missing that she needed to take a different approach. Also, while some writing was good (a few famous authors contributed - the University of Iowa published their regional manuscript, and noted that Richard Wright and Saul Bellow were believed to have been among the authors), much of it was dreadful - the sort of thing you might see in a small-town church bulletin, not even a newspaper. 

 

So, Willard decided to write a somewhat different book. She took what she thought was a good cross section of the best work of the project, and combined it with the story of her own epic road trip to try to find the traditions that were written about. For this, she focused on large public or community events - fairs, festivals, food events, funerals, political events, and so on. If the archive mentioned something, she tried to find if it still existed. In its final form, the book is a mix of the original articles from the project, Willard’s own experiences, and her best shot at some of the recipes. That may sound like a mess, but Willard did a great job of tying things together, organizing by region and event, and generally taking a big mess and making a rather entertaining book out of it. In doing so, she centers the food and the community rather than herself, with a really low-key style that gives the idea and flavor of the food and the events devoted to it, without ever seeming to get in the way. 

 

This book was written in 2008, so some of the pop-cultural things from the last decade and a half won’t be in there - in particular, food television hadn’t become quite the phenomenon, let alone exploded into its own weird uniquely American entertainment form. (And believe me, I do rather love food TV, which is why I refuse to watch it at home - I’d waste far too much time for my own good.) 

 

Willard acknowledges that American cuisine has had its really low moments, and attributes some of this to our relatively recent birth - it takes time for things to become polished - but also to the time in which we came of age. 

 

The bad press that our national cuisine has received at times is partly due to timing. You can’t tell me every other country in the world has not had its share of bad kitchen days. But, in comparison to others, ours is a decidedly young cuisine. Think about it - compared to our four hundred years of cooking, nearly every cuisine that is considered great has been developing for at least a thousand years. On top of this, our cooking has had the misfortune to develop just when mass media was beginning to flourish, which subsequently allowed our most egregious sins to be so widely broadcast. 

 

Also a factor was the sheer difficulty of documenting a cuisine in constant change, constant innovation, and constant reinvention. 

 

The difficulty of bringing America Eats! to full life in an accessible way has dampened what the surviving papers came to celebrate so clearly: a lively cuisine that is always evolving with the continual influence of a changing populace. One of the most contentious yet most important themes rumbling through the papers was how a region’s cooking manners were influenced by different people, especially foreigners, moving into a territory and gradually rubbing one method of doing something against another until it became incorporated as a local tradition. What immigrants shared with the people who had settled before them was the hard experience of leaving behind their homelands and being faced with the prospects of a vast wilderness filled with unfamiliar plants and animals that forced them to be imaginative about the ingredients the used. Drawn together out of necessity and loneliness, out of the need to create something beyond themselves simply to survive, all these strangers - the constant flow of newcomers weaving among the people who preceded them - slowly inched toward conceiving a common table and helped to give birth to an inimitable national identity.

 

That’s all introduction to the main body, which starts off with a bang in describing Brunswick Stew. Which, since my wife has one branch of her ancestry descended from real hillbilly moonshiner sorts, was familiar to her - including the debate as to whether a true Brunswick Stew can exist without including squirrel. 

 

This chapter focuses on soups and stews made in huge batches for community occasions. I love how Willard describes the phenomenon - which still exists across America. 

 

It’s nice to report that, when a community need arises, we’re still inclined as a nation to pull out a big pot and start throwing into it a lot of ingredients, with the understanding that sharing a large batch of something delicious with neighbors and strangers alike is a fine and proper way to accomplish some good.

 

One of the family traditions that I very much cherish and embrace is our love of food, communal gatherings to eat said food, and our embrace of inviting whoever needs a place to go. 

 

Another chapter looks at harvest festivals generally, but with a particular focus on a watermelon festival. I agree with Willard that it is nice to find watermelons with seeds, rather than the increasingly insipid and tasteless seedless varieties that everyone seems to love. 

 

The chapter on political fundraiser food is pretty amusing - the smaller the politician and race, the better the food, unsurprisingly. One unexpected gem from the original project is the description of the speaker as damning taxes and the Republican party. Times have changed, I note. 

 

The original project includes a decent number of African American gatherings - the one on chitlins is particularly good writing - but the tone is quite dated. Willard tries to make up for that by talking about the history of some of the events. In the chapter on church gatherings, she attends one such event in (I believe) Delaware. The church was founded in the early 1800s by Peter Spencer, a freed slave. For a while, he tried to attend a local multi-racial congregation, but things were not, shall we say, equal. As Spencer wrote, “The Methodist Episcopal Church in this region thought proper to deny the colored members of said church the privileges guaranteed by the word of God and His liberal Gospel.” 

 

The modern-day preacher tells Willard another truth: “You can tell what a culture’s values are when you look at their celebrations.” 

 

In the chapter on the Southwest, Willard talks about the Municipal Market that was described in the original project. Today, as with most of these public markets, they have gentrified and become nothing like they once were. (Not that they are bad - plenty of good food to be had - but no longer places where working class locals eat.) Instead, Willard nails it when she says the modern equivalent is the taco truck. And heck yeah, I agree with that. My own home state has a long history of food trucks in general, and taco trucks in particular. In fact, I have one across from my office. Okay, technically it is a trailer, not a truck, but same idea. And lengua tacos to die for. 

 

I was surprised to run across, in the chapter on city life, a reference to McSorley’s Tavern. Hey, I wrote about Joseph Mitchell’s slightly fictionalized writing on that place. It is interesting to see how it has - and hasn’t - changed since then. 

 

While McSorley’s made the cut, in general, the America Eats! project looked down on city food - something astonishing to us these days, where cities are hotbeds of innovation and diverse cuisines. Actually, they were back then too, but, well, you might guess why the project mostly denigrated city food. 

 

Before any discussion can get under way, however, it should be understood how America Eats! intended to look at uban eating, for the papers - or rather the editors - had a rather jaundiced view of the situation. The introduction to city eating in the Northeast section of the manuscript states: “Regional cooking has been gradually forced out [of cities] by the products of fast freight and of the canning factory and to some extent by the influence of immigrants.” 

 

Yeah, those immigrants. They change things, and those “regional” foods by earlier immigrants get modified or replaced. Willard points out just how many iconic American foods are city foods - associated with specific cities. I mean, Baltimore crab cakes? Boston beans? Philly cheese steak sandwiches? Think about it…

 

There are a couple of great lines by the author in the concluding chapter of the book, and I think they are a great way to close this post. 

 

By talking about our food within the context of social engagements, the federal writers were able to reveal something very important about American cooking: It’s not actually the taste of our food, but the use of it, that has been important to our cuisine’s development. Even at the most food-centric gatherings, emphasis was less on the dishes than on how they supported the reason for people to meet. 

 

I believe this to be true with all my heart. Food is, in many ways, just an excuse to be social. For a number of years (pre pandemic), my brother and I ran regular dinners with a group of culinary-minded friends, where we picked a theme and cooked to it. The food was, I must say, top notch. But the best fun was having a reason to get together, something in common to gather around. 

 

And then, the final observation:

 

What I learned on the road was that we are now far more accepting of - in fact we delight in - foreign flavors being added to our dishes. Our worldview is broader than it was in the 1930s and our sensibilities have embraced multicultural attitudes. 

 

This is certainly true of our food. Even the most bigoted of our citizens love their Mexican food. And their Chinese food. And, increasingly, their Thai, Vietnamese, Salvadorian, Ethiopian, Lebanese, and…the list goes on. For myself, I love living in a state that has an incredible abundance of variety of food from around the world. The explosion of multicultural influence as raised the game of traditional American cooking as well, and fusion flavors are so widespread that we often don’t even notice them as a new innovation. My hope is that our embrace of worldwide food will eventually be matched by our embrace of the people themselves - an invitation of all to the same table.