I can only imagine what he'd write today. Joel reckoned that a quarter of his income went to reenacting. As the Marlon Brando of battlefield bloating, he was often hired for Civil War movies. The third week of January marked not only the birthdays of Lee and Jackson, but also of Martin Luther King Jr. Nor did I have blood ties to the War. Confederates in the Attic beings quite humorously and has sprinkles of comedy and odd circumstances peppered throughout. Then again, I'd never spent weekends grubbing around the woods in urine-soaked clothes, gnawing on salt pork and bloating in the road.
More importantly it rightly links the use of the rebel flag with the modern civil rights movement and discounts its Civil War usage. Poignant and picaresque, haunting and hilarious, it speaks to anyone who has ever felt drawn to the mythic South and to the dark romance of the Civil War. A United States Civil War Center Selection by David Madden The consciousness out of which Tony Horwitz witnessed conflicts in foreign war zones for decades was imbued with an obsession, sustained since childhood, with the legacy of the American Civil War. I recommend this book to anyone interested in the impact of historical myth. Subsequent conversations with the participants rekindled this enthusiasm and launched Horwitz on a year-long quest to determine why the Civil War continues to enthrall so many Americans.
Never had a chance to explore on our own. You come home stinking of gunpowder and sweat and bad tobacco, so your wife knows you've just been out with the guys. In the dining room there were plates and cups decorated with rebel generals and paintings of battles in which the Curtis forebears fought. He is a great storyteller, who is passionate about the subject and has a great ability of finding interesting people to talk to - and actually lets them speak. If he weren't such a good writer I probably would have put this down because he's a bit off-base about how hung up people in the South are with the War. Portraits of Jeff Davis and Robert E.
My parents thought I was strange. His most recent work, published in April 2008, is A Voyage Long and Strange: Rediscovering the New World, a history and travelogue dealing with the early European exploration of North America. He is currently the president of the Society of American Historians. A Day-Glo poster of Jimi Hendrix supplanted Johnny Reb. As Horwitz interviews both groups we come to see their perspectives and variety of opinions, but at closer examination, Horwitz concludes that both men, while white and black and of separate ideologies, really had much more in common, and little knowledge of the history behind the flag to begin with.
Finally, he slung a thin blanket over my shoulder. This was a well researched book that takes readers through modern day civil war sites, cities, forts and battlegrounds. Horwitz finds that most reenactors glorify battlefield valor and that white Southerners remember mostly the sense of lossthe war, the antebellum era, and the agrarian way of life. He reports on attitudes on the Civil War and how it is discussed and taught, as well as attitudes about race. Even I was shocked by the intensity with which some people Horwitz talked to loved the Confederacy and what it stood for. To the west loomed the Blue Ridge, gentle and azure in the morning sun.
I would say the same today. Lee died on October 12, 1870. Two young Confederates stood guard at the entrance to the drill site, a 400-acre farm in the bucolic horse country of the Virginia Piedmont. More disconcerting, a chapter near the end of the book frames a jeremiad against the forces of a cultural struggle of race that broils just beneath the surface. Perhaps it's also that some of the most colorful characters in Confederates are women: a salty-mouthed Confederate widow in Alabama, a modern-day Scarlett O'Hara, a black activist in Selma, Alabama. He is skilled at engaging people from all walks, and eliciting insightful responses, but he seldom challenges people, even when they are saying the most racist, idiotic things. The best part of the book are his dealings with Rob the hard core reenactor.
No matter how dark it gets, you know how things turn out, like some god of hindsight. One man kept waking with a hacking cough. His first marriage had ended in an ugly legal fight that left him with limited visitation rights for his three kids. Yet another flag appeared, this one showing the familiar rebel cross, but arranged on a field of white with a red stripe along the border. No one's that polite in real life any more.
He determines these blacks are just as bad as the wacko red necks he has so often interviewed. A lot of the people Horwitz meets come across as good old boys with an abiding interest in their own regional history. For a Southerner, speaking of the Civil War often involves careful, deliberate articulation of ideas, a thoughtfully worded dance in which one must deride her heritage but still celebrate it. But speeding south from Virginia, I tired of the interstate and pulled off at Salisbury to pick up a small road to South Carolina. I still enjoyed reading it, and would recommend it with some reservations. In Virginia, Horwitz joins a band of 'hardcore' reenactors who crash-diet to achieve the hollow-eyed look of starved Confederates; in Kentucky, he witnesses Klan rallies and calls for race war sparked by the killing of a white man who brandishes a rebel flag; at Andersonville, he finds that the prison's commander, executed as a war criminal, is now exalted as a martyr and hero; and in the book's climax, Horwitz takes a marathon trek from Antietam to Gettysburg to Appomattox in the company of Robert Lee Hodge, an eccentric pilgrim who dubs their odyssey the 'Civil Wargasm.
The book has been awarded with , and many others. He collects a vast amount of data, which proves… 1186 Words 5 Pages full novel. One reenactor, the King of the Hardcore, a man named Robert Lee Hodge, even soaked his buttons in urine so they would oxidize properly. They all had blond hair, blue eyes, and fair skin. Lee High School of which there must be dozens throughout the South. Embarrassingly enough, for a casualty of the California school system like myself who never learned any basic history at all this book did some belated and necessary Civil-War-for-Dummies work, and did it in a hilariously entertaining or at some points, e. He journeyed throughout the Old South, visiting battlefields and museums.