1222
pages, Oxford University Press, ISBN-13: 978-0195134421
The Isles: A
History
by Norman Davies isn’t a primer; you need a nodding acquaintance with the ins-and-outs
of British history before you read it or you may come away with only a partial
(in both senses) view. Unkind readers might say this is a 1200-page exercise in
ax-grinding; I prefer to call it a very long polemic (nothing wrong with that,
provided you understand what’s going on). The spectacle is impressive if a
little alarming – like watching an expert woodsman enthusiastically chopping up
an ancient oak tree for firewood.
It’s
true that Britishness is a working arrangement, not an organic growth (you can
be naturalized British, but to be Scots, Welsh or English you have to be born
that way). The author thinks the arrangement isn’t working any more if it ever
did; and he may be right. His book starts with the Stone Age and goes up to
1999, with the main thrust being how Britishness has been invented and
reinvented over the centuries to serve the interests of elites (who typically
boil down to rich and royal Anglos) who also wrote all of the histories.
Revisionism along these lines has been attempted before but never so
comprehensively or with such loving attention to detail. If you want to hear
how Bad King Edward managed to beat William Wallace thanks to Welsh and Gascon
mercenaries while the English (minus the Welsh and Gascons) got their comeuppance
at Bannockburn (“the flower of English chivalry perished”) well then Prof.
Davies is your man.
There’s
a lot more where that came from, most of it as interesting as it is one-sided.
Coming to modern times, he thinks (in the 1st edition, at least)
that De Valera’s Republicans won the Irish Civil War of 1922-23, which has
annoyed Irish purists and Michael Collins fans who thought the Free-Staters
won. Some readers have detected a cavalier attitude to social and economic
issues, but they miss the point: that isn’t part of the game plan. The really
interesting question, though, is left hanging: why did the English, whose language
and institutions spread ‘round the world, make such a botched job of cultural
imperialism in their own backyard? Most of the Scots and Welsh (including Prof.
Davies, in spades) are Anglophone, but they are not English. Why not?
It
isn't a silly question. Consider France, that grand cultural monolith. Who ever
heard a murmur from the Bretons, historically as distinct from the French as
the Welsh are from the English; where is the Breton Prof. Davies inveighing
against “Francocentric” history? Who but medievalists know or care about the
Languedoc high culture destroyed by the North French invasion of the 13th
Century, and when will Hollywood be making an Albigensian Braveheart? La Grande Nation even acquired a German province in the
17th Century, and when it was taken away in 1871 all France was
outraged (fortunately, that little the injustice was put right later with a
little help from the Anglo-Saxons).
Ultimately,
this is an idiosyncratic book, one that should be read after considerable prior
exposure to the history of Britain and the British sensibility. Then, one can
enjoy Norman Davies’ book for what it is: a construction of how history ought
to be approached as a living argument, lively argued.
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