tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130830332820181818.post6233227417683411473..comments2024-03-29T03:25:59.091-04:00Comments on johnshaplin: Alger Hiss and the Battle for History by Susan Jacobyjohnshaplinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618981988062495637noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130830332820181818.post-59058982344434605572009-09-02T13:43:56.202-04:002009-09-02T13:43:56.202-04:00The conflicting attitudes and styles of my parents...The conflicting attitudes and styles of my parents had an unfortunate effect on my developent as a scholar. On the one hand I was driven to spontaneous rhetorical outbursts 'from the gut" with great conviction and feeling. On the other had, subsequently restrained and cast into considerable doubt as to the actual veracity of what I said. Trying to combine both trajectories at the origin of a composition produced many rather too vague, incomprehensible, pointless and just downright queer compositions, which few of my professors could view as an entirely satisfactory completion of any given assignment. I never acquired the perfect confidence and ease that is required to succeed in an academic environment<br /><br />Never-the-less, this experience allowed me to appreciate some unusually complex philophical narratives- such as those of Kierkegaard or Zizek- which might otherwise have been impossible. Thus, though obviously born into "the intelligentia" (a soviet term right-wingers apply maliciously to their 'liberal" enemies- though they themselves are the offspring of intellectual parents, often converted 'fellow travelors'), yet fated to shlepp bread, my life as a whole is not all that boring. I spend many fruitful and satisfying hours getting to know shit.johnshaplinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17618981988062495637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130830332820181818.post-85553408444836538702009-09-02T13:42:10.647-04:002009-09-02T13:42:10.647-04:00"Alger Hiss and the Battle for History" ..."Alger Hiss and the Battle for History" by Susan Jacoby; Yale University Press, New Haven, 2009<br /><br />Arthur Schlesinger , Jr.'s son (the 3rd if I recall correctly) and I were classmates at Browne and Nichol's school in the 7th, 8th and 9th grades. Buddies, sort of, along with one of the nephews of Alfred North Whithead, and the son of the future president of Yale University.<br /><br />We both left the school at the same time. His father went to Washington to serve in the Kennedy administration. When his associate dean at the Harvard Graduate School of Education- Francis Keppel- also went to Washington to serve as head of the Dept. of Education- my father accepted a job at Washington Unversity in St.Louis.<br /><br />Although my paternal grandfather was a high school principal, he died on the operating table while my father was a very young and the family fell on exceeedingly hard times. The effects of malnutrition- called miasma those days- made it impossible for my Dad to walk for nearly a year. But he was fortunate to be able to attend Girard College, a segregated secondary school in Philadelphia, where he earned a scholarship to Harvard University.<br /><br />During W.W. II, because his older brother was already in the service ( later killed in the Battle of the Bulge) my father was allowed to perform alternative service. He was an air-traffic controller for Pan Am Airways in the South Pacific. He remained with Pan Am for a short time after the war but, as the result of attempting to organize an air-traffic controllers union was assigned to a dead-end position on Long Island. He then decided to return to Harvard for an advanced degree in clinical psychology, writing his PhD thesis on the effects of absent fathers in the pre-adolescent boys. He worked for a time in the office of admissions where he tried to overturn the long-standing quota set for Jews. He then became associate dean in the graduate school of education, involved in the school board of Cambridge , Ma. and worked for many years as an educational advisor to the legal department of the NAACP, in which capacity he helped integrate his old alma mater Philidalphia as well as schools in many other parts of the country. He also worked for the Ford Foundation on public education in the West Indies, Nigeria and Chile.<br /> <br />My mother claims that in the early days of their marriage my dad was politically conservative, voting for Dewey rather than Truman in the first national election after the war. She claims to have converted her new husband to 'the liberal cause" but this seems a bit far-fetched. Although he did willinging submit to the loyalty oaths that were foisted upon many people in public life during the brief though notorious anti-communist witchhunts, and served on the committee which drummed Timothy Leary out of Harvard on the grounds of plagerism, he was a man with ambitions and most likely viewed these matters as exercises in the ridiculous,and electoral politics with considerable indifference.<br /><br />My mother was ( and continues to be) strictly a partisan Democrat- in total, knee-jerk rebellion against her Republican parents whose political roots, never-the-less, went all the way back to the Party of Lincoln and whose main complaint about FDR as that he hesitated so long in enagaging the U.S.against the Nazis. <br /><br />We always argued politics at home and I can't remember any time in which he agreed completely with her. In company he tended to qualify her outrageous generalizations which he later claimed were a great embaressment to him.<br /><br />I probably do not need to say that my "political consciousness" was raised at an early age: in the car-pool to nursury school during the Ike-Stevenson election campaign! I was the lone hold-out for Stevenson- that "pointed-headed" intellectual. Today, this is the earliest distinct, childhood memory I possess.johnshaplinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17618981988062495637noreply@blogger.com