Truncating war

Gwynne Dyer, The Shortest History of War (2022)

Not long ago, I went to see a public lecture by military historian Gwynne Dyer called “War in the 21st century.” The title did not speak to the bulk of the talk, which ended up being a wide-ranging discussion of the human behavioural impulse towards violence. A good thing, because that ended up being a more interesting topic to sit through.

The talk came in the wake of Dyer’s most recent book, The Shortest History of War, which likewise has a broad-strokes approach to grappling with what this killing is all about. The title plays to the “Oxford very short introduction” style of content; the book is in fact quite short, and is more inclined towards conceptual arguments behind what motivates the act rather than a recount of all the times states have rubbed up against each other. That makes for a breezier read, and opens up a lot more questions.

The first part spends a while exploding that common wisdom that hunter-gatherer societies lived in peace and that war is a marker of the advent of civilization. Dyer recognizes hunter-gatherer societies of the pre-agriculture period as egalitarian but, strangely for all that, equally prone to murdering people outside the community. War-like behaviour appears in primates and predates humans as a species; the shape of society was different but the relative number of people killed in conflicts over resources and social faux pas between groups was pretty high. The invention of agriculture and state formation only increased the scale and level of organization, from isolating a few people in a different community and beating their heads in to the mass armies bristling with spears. The through line of escalating violence and weapons technology takes us through the ancient world and onward to the nuclear bomb, a length of time Dyer speeds through before moving on to more in-depth consideration of more recent warfare and how our species needs to abandon war or face mass extinction.

One of the statements from the lecture I hoped to see elaborated here wasn’t, that for a long time waging war was immensely profitable for states until about the mid-nineteenth century. Afterwards, that stopped being the case, and yet humans kept doing anyway. I would have liked to see that here, and I also found the examples used leaned heavily on European history, which becomes a problem when constructing a global argument. Another quibble: there are lots of diagrams sprinkled through the book I could have done without – the explanations in the text are clear enough that the visual representations feel redundant.

That said, Dyer is a very engaging writer, and once the book goes back to his wheelhouse of modern history and current affairs he provides a very succinct explanation of current projects to tamp down conflict and ensure that we don’t all end up starving during a nuclear winter, with a wry and realistic eye at how likely these efforts are to succeed. He also ties the long string of human conflicts to a central tension that I hadn’t really considered: it’s actually hard to get most people to kill someone else, and yet there remains an impulse to compel us to do it. The last chapters make a strong case for how and why we should stop.

This is the way that the world didn’t end

I wonder what it even means to review this book in 2019. You won’t find The Perennial Apocalypse: How the End of the World Shapes History (1998) in stores or online shops. The author, John. J. Reilly, passed away in 2012 and much of his work has disappeared in the years since. The publisher, Online Originals, was one of the first ebook-exclusive publishers and shut down some time ago, taking their whole catalogue down with them. The only way to get hold of it is if someone who has the PDF happens to share it with you – and that’s the only reason I’m able to write about it now.

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Side-scrolling on amphorae

A while back I wrote an article about how The Secret of Kells told a medieval Irish story through the idiom of medieval Irish artwork, and how this acts as much more than an aesthetic exercise.Unfortunately, we haven’t seen much of that sort of historicized film-making in animation since then. Cartoon Saloon’s follow-ups Song of the Sea and The Breadwinner do not reconstruct their worlds in this way; the only other example I can think of in the years since is Studio Ghibli’s The Tale of the Princess Kaguya. Kaguya is in many ways even more impressive – Isao Takahata putting in a stupid amount of work to give the film the character of a traditional Japanese brushwork brought to life. And, see, I get it: approaching historical and cultural material this way requires a whole lot of careful attention to detail, especially because you’re tapping into a visual language that by necessity you need to teach your audience as you go along since its outside their lived experience. It is not easy to pull off and I’m sure there are examples I haven’t seen because they never gained the attention that would ensure I’d hear about them, or failed to connect to their source material.

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Iatropexy Episode 6 – The Satanic Panic

I pop on over to Marie’s Iatropexy podcast to talk about the time in the 1980s/1990s when people in North America thought a Devil-worshipping cult was stealing children.

This was recorded before I bought a new microphone, and my old one was on its last dying legs. You can tell.

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Maps before Print

Ptolemy’s map of the world. Sort of.

I used to wonder why books lightly touching on the history of cartography often resort to using the above image as “Ptolemy’s map of the world.” Claudius Ptolemy lived during the second century AD; the map that demonstrates his work obviously comes from the Renaissance (1482, to be exact). Surely reproductions existed from manuscripts closer to Ptolemy’s time? Most reference works I came across, like encyclopaedias and high school textbooks, don’t explain the stylistic mismatch or even credit the source of the image at all.

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Astrology then and now

I had a short-term roommate in grad school who tried, via oblique and sundry ways, to determine around which time in the year I was born. I thought this odd (why be so round about asking?) until I overheard her chatting on her cell phone about how she just could not stand Scorpios.

Step back again to undergrad. This time, an ill-considered “wine party” that I should never have attended. At one point the host passed around a book of modernist poetry for us to read aloud, which should have been about the time I should have elected to leave. Anyhow, one of the guests (attending university, studying literature or philosophy or something of that sort) started explaining, with real conviction, how the cosmic rays from the stars can influence us, asking others about their place in the zodiac.

And then there’s my grandmother on my father’s side, who is otherwise a devout secularist and believer in science and nonetheless also believes in ghosts, folk magic and astrology.

There is some basic human connection on the story and language level towards the night sky as an indicator and influencer of life on Earth. Babylonian and Egyptian astrologers were meticulous in their observations, though the form of ancient astrology was far removed from today’s New Age mysticism. There are tablets and papyri exhaustively linking heavenly events to earthly phenomena on a wide rather than personal scale–and they are records of unusual and oftentimes impossible astral events and their meanings. The heavens provided prognosis for famine, catastrophe, and the like, but not whether you’d meet a tall stranger this week.

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The dangers posed by frisky dragons

I re-read Robert Bartlett’s The Natural and the Supernatural in the Middle Ages today and came across the following:

For there are animals called dragons and these animals fly in the air, swim in the water and walk on land, and sometimes when in the air they become aroused by lust, whence they often emitted semen into springs and rivers and because of this a deadly year ensued. So a remedy was found for this, that a fire should be made of bones and thus the smoke would drive these animals away.

-John Beleth, Summa de ecclesiasticis officiis (12th century), quoted in Bartlett, 71-72.

Yikes, as if dragon-fire wasn’t perilous enough!

Ancient Egypt’s Historical Romances Continued: The Story of Sinuhe

For a long time I was only familiar with The Story of Sinuhe from Mika Waltari’s historical novel The Egyptian (1945), which I read when I was 12 years old. Having now read the source material, the strangest part is that The Egyptian is historical fiction based on historical fiction. Like The Report of Wen-Amon, the events in The Story of Sinuhe are at least fictionalized if not outright imaginary. The supposed autobiographical account takes place in the early 20th century BCE, the earliest manuscript dates from about two hundred years later. Taking that as somewhere near the date of composition, it’s like a novelist today writing a story set in the Victorian era. Judging from the various copies floating around, it was extremely popular, an ancient Egyptian bestseller.

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Wen-Amon’s Forgotten Passport: A Tale of Ancient Egypt

As an undergrad in history, I was often warned about reading modern attitudes into people of the past. Yet still I come across those unlikely texts that feel intimately familiar despite being composed in a world so distant in worldview and knowledge than our own. Notably, there’s The Report of Wen-Amon, a papyrus manuscript composed some three thousand years ago in ancient Egypt. Wen-Amon was a priest at the temple of Amon in Karnak, ordered by the high priest Herihor to travel to Phoenicia and obtain cedar wood for a holy barge at the beginning of the eleventh century BCE. The Report is Wen-Amon’s first-person account of his misadventures on the way to Byblos and back, which feels in equal parts Kafkaesque and Douglas Adams-y. He sets out with the gifts required to gain passage through the various kingdoms in Phoenicia, but when he lands at his first port of call, one of his crewmates steals most of the treasures and jumps ship. Wen-Amon tries to get compensation from the King of Dor since the theft took place in his harbour, but the king insists that Wen-Amon is mistaken–since the thief wasn’t one of the king’s citizens, he’s not responsible for repayment. The best he can do is let Wen-Amon stick around while the guardsmen try to find the thief. After nine days pass without any luck, Wen-Amon gets fed up and sails away. Swap out the ship for a plane and the king for a customs official and you have a pretty common story of international travel and theft.

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Weird Histories: Guibert de Nogent’s Crusade Chronicle

Guibert de Nogent

The Deeds of God through the Franks is either staggeringly inept or fiendishly brilliant.

It’s hard to determine which, though.

I am convinced that Guibert de Nogent counts among the oddest writers of the twelfth century. He was not a famed intellect in his lifetime, or for a long time after it; but he wrote a lot, including histories, theological treatises and his best-known work, the Memoirs, and he had a small following devoted enough that his works were copied and recopied and survived. Only his Latin style was famously twisty and difficult, probably deliberately so, and his works, even at the time, were considered…weird. Interest in him increased with scholars in the 80s like Colin Morris turning to the Memoirs as a shining example of the twelfth century “discovery of the individual.” Those scholars, largely, glossed over the actual contents, which include bizarre episodes like the story of the man who ate his own semen, Guibert’s encounters with demons and the Devil, a historical account that has little if anything to do with Guibert taking up the latter half of the manuscript, and a set of unrelated tales taking up the end. The Memoirs are open, Guibert introduces threads and themes but never resolves them, his writing shifts between circular and disjointed, punctuated by a singular sense of humour that I’d best describe as “dark.”

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