Confessions of a Bookaholic: Revolutionary War America

Book Reviews-Revolutionary War

A few biographies of the movers and shakers of the founding of the United States. I have kind of a crush on feminist Burr and I want Abigail Adams to be my mother, or my aunt, or whatever. Also, I need to find a really great biography of Jefferson, because even though he’s kind of a cad, I feel a fair biography may help me appreciate some of his finer moments and contributions. Any recommendations?

Washington: A Life, by Ron Chernow (5 stars). For thinking I knew all about George Washington…uh…I really didn’t know that much. Granted, in Chernow’s biography–all 927 pages of it!!–it’s pretty easy to not know a LOT of things he brings up. Like, I didn’t realize that Washington spent YEARS away from Mt. Vernon while commanding the Revolutionary army, I didn’t realize he never had children of his own, I didn’t realize how much of the office of the President he shaped according to his own style and not necessarily the dictates of the Constitution or Congress. And those are all BIG things! I did know that he owned slaves, but did not realize how wishy-washy he was about it, swinging from accepting and even promoting slavery, to abhorring it but not emancipating his slaves, keeping families together, but at what cost!? Upon his death, Washington’s slaves were freed (a provision he wrote in a new will in the last 6 months of his long life), but those of his wife were not, and many of the two groups were married to each other, so how does THAT work? Washington was a great man in so many ways, and so deeply flawed in so many others. I think Chernow does a good job of showing us both sides, and also walking the fine line between Washington and Jefferson and their separate warring political factions. It was really interesting to read more about how the country was founded and the government and office of the President created, especially in these SUPER tumultuous Presidential times (RIP 2016).

Alexander Hamilton, by Ron Chernow (5 stars). Doesn’t hurt to have a super famous Broadway musical about A-Ham to make the whole world suddenly interested in the American Revolution again. I really enjoyed this book, Chernow makes the dense history and political pieces easy to digest, and Hamilton himself is such a fascinating character with so many flaws and lucky breaks and charisma to keep him above water. Recommended. (I also read Hamilton: The Revolution by Lin Manual Miranda (4 stars), who was inspired to start writing couplets and bits about Hamilton (which became Hamilton) after reading this Chernow biography on the beach in Mexico. I knew LMM and I could be friends, but knowing we are the kind of friends who take a dense non-fiction on vacation? Yep, he’s my people.)

Fallen Founder: The Life of Aaron Burr, by Nancy Isenberg (3 stars). Aaron Burr is infamous and most of us only kind of know why. I mean, yes, he killed Hamilton, was a womanizer (WHAT OF THE REVOLUTIONARY LEADERS WASN’T!?) and was Vice Pres. to Jefferson, and he was eventually tried for treason, but…why? Isenberg attempts to redefine Burr’s life and put it back in a positive light, however she falls short because it seems she is so obsessed with him she can’t give space to his negative qualities. (Also? Anyone who thinks the Founding Father’s were without fault is wrong, they were good men, but all were deeply flawed in one way or another and to lose those flaws does them (and us) a huge disservice.) Things I admire about Aaron Burr: he was a raging feminist, both in his relationships with his wife Theodosia and daughter Theodosia, and in his practice as an attorney. He admired Rousseau and Mary Wollstoncraft and insisted on extensive education for his daughter and autonomy for his wife; he was one of the few attorneys in New York City who would argue divorce cases for unhappy women. Great, ok, so…why is he considered a traitor? I think this is the series of events, honestly, Isenberg spent a lot of time telling us what didn’t happen, and a lot less on the actual facts. So, it seems that Jefferson and others had it out for him? And set him up in a series of faulty trials? With wishy-washy circumstantial evidence? He was apparently raising an army to invade New Orleans? And Mexico? But no army was even found and his confiscated property turned up cases of books, not cases of guns? And something about him leading a rebellion from a fancy rich estate….but the evidence shows he was never actually there? So, let’s bring in a hundred character witnesses to talk badly about Burr to convince the jury? Which didn’t work either? So, Jefferson et al tried to change the due process laws to get around the wishy-washy evidence? Or alter the evidence to make it more condemning? But they got caught?! So Burr was not indicted but his reputation was forever tarnished? Listening to it made it a little confusing to keep that all straight. Probably 3.5 stars, really. Minus 1.5 stars for Isenberg, not for Burr.

American Sphinx: The Character of Thomas Jefferson, by Joseph J. Ellis (3 stars). This isn’t quite a biography, although there is a lot of information about Jefferson’s often opposing ideas, meaning, he opposes his own ideas, holding opposites as truths on a number of different topics (hence: Sphinx). I am thisclose to ranking it two stars, especially for all the patriarchal “benevolent” slavery-racism that the AUTHOR excuses as “okay” because of the time period. But then also includes sections where Jefferson opposes slavery…? Doesn’t match up. I truly think Jefferson believed he wasn’t a racist because he was generally kind to his slaves and didn’t beat them personally…and because he wanted the Native Americans to be moved west of the Mississippi to leave their lands for white European settlers, but didn’t promote their wholesale slaughter. So, just because he’s “more moral” than some Southern plantation owners doesn’t mean he’s actually a moral person. (He’d probably start the hashtag #NotAllSlaveOwners and see zero irony in it.) Jefferson was a deeply troubled person, and yes, he had some brilliant political insights and his library was the basis of the Library of Congress and that is all fine and good…but I like him far less now than I did prior to reading this book, and that is okay too.

John Adams, by David McCullough (5 stars). An excellent, engaging biography detailing the founding of the United States, the players, their actions, the political stage, etc. Additionally, McCullough captures Adams as a family man, his dedication to his wife and children (and grand children), despite a lot of time away from there for his political commissions. I will say, the biography I read of Abigail Adams does a lot more to capture both her and John’s marriage, family, and private life, I’m glad I had that background to fill in some of the gaps from this book in that area. Overall, however, it does feel like McCullough is very comprehensive, describing world politics and the historic upheaval of Adams’ long life–he lived longer than any other president, I believe–and the changes throughout his lifetime. Excellent–but lengthy–read.

Abigail Adams, by Woody Holton (5 stars). Prior to this biography I didn’t know much about Abigail Adams, feminist, investor, philanthropist, stateswoman, and wife of President John Adams. I loved learning more about her through her writing, letters to her husband, friends, and children, and the documents that illustrate how progressive she was for her time, going against convention and also at times against British and American law in order to assert her own independence, both as a woman, wife, and businesswoman. I also love that in her will (which is one of those things that goes against convention and a little against the law) she leaves money and property to her female relatives, but not to any males. Women in her era could hardly own property or have money or investments of their own, and she made darn sure that her female posterity had access to whatever means she could possibly make their own. Dah, I love her.

Founding Mothers: The Women Who Raised Our Nation, by Cokie Roberts (2 stars). The layout of this book ruined it for me. The author includes a lot of great content, the snippets of information we have about many women in the early, tumultuous days of the American republic. However, I don’t care for the organization or the frequent commentary from the author. It was hard to follow the characters and what they did in the larger framework of the war chronology (as opposed to what I would have preferred, a small story about a woman and what she did throughout the war, then the next, and the next. Spreading them out with a paragraph here and another one 15 pages later made it hard for me to get into any of the stories.) I’d definitely recommend Woody Holton’s biography on Abigail Adams before this. Even Chernow’s biography on George Washington has a ton of info about Martha and other leading ladies of the day with whom he corresponded. Skip this.

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Don’t pick up the cactus

Yesterday I sat down, gave myself a little pep talk, and did a Really Hard And Scary Thing. Upon completion of The Thing I had butterflies in my stomach and spent 30 minutes rage-cleaning* my house to try and burn off some of that frenetic energy. It’s a waiting game now and I hate waiting, hence the rage-cleaning. (*Rage-cleaning is a manic maid state I get in most often when I’m pissed, but, apparently, also when I’m anxious and also when waiting for results after completing a Really Hard And Scary Thing.)

After the cleaning session I took myself on a little walk, the night was cold and the stars were clear and I was feeling pretty darn proud of myself. Very adult-like. Responsible. Have my shit together. Etc.

And then I picked up a cactus.

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Ok, that’s not exactly true (it is totally and 100% true), I mean, I was walking along and I saw this really beautiful dried paddle of a prickly pear, you know, those tear-shaped “leaves” with cute little white polka dots on them? Well, this one had fallen off it’s momma plant and was all yellowy-cream and dried, the ridges looking a lot like the back of an octogenarian’s hand. The polka dots were a soft dark brown and the whole thing was arrestingly beautiful in gorgeous sepia tones with an almost quilted-looking pattern. I had to have it.

So I picked it up.

…Ya’ll, I must be some kind of serious Arizona rookie, because I PICKED UP A CACTUS WITH MY BARE HAND!

Those soft dark brown spots were, shockingly, not soft at all. They were actually strategically placed little defensive forests of bristley brown spikes that quickly transferred themselves from the prickly pear paddle to the fingers of my left hand. I yelped. I maybe cursed a bit. And, momentarily losing my sanity and thinking a game of Hot Potato was in order, I tossed the spike-infested prickly pear paddle to my other hand.

I’mma stop right there and slow it down:

I picked up a spiky cactus because it was so so pretty. And when I was legitimately surprised at the immediately pain of said spiky cactus, I THREW THE THING STRAIGHT INTO MY OTHER PALM!

Yep. That happened.

Almost 10:00 pm and I’m swearing up a storm on the sidewalk, clutching a (gorgeous!) cactus in one hand and shaking my other hand furiously, somehow thinking that cactus spike pain was like being burned, you just blow on it and it will stop hurting. Ha. Hahahahahaa. Nope. Not the case.

Mr. Blue Eyes and I spent 45 minutes tweezing cactus spikes out of BOTH of my hands. Any sense of greatness I felt for accomplishing that Really Hard And Scary Thing? Yeeeeah, totally gone. I’m sure there is a really poignant metaphor in this story somewhere (“Pride goeth before the fall”, anyone?), but to be completely frank, typing is giving me the distinct impression that I’ve missed a few cactus spikes in the pads of my fingers that will need some additional tweezing, stat. That’s also probably a metaphor.

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Backyard Vegetable Garden: Winter Harvest

Some of my most distinct summer memories are centered on our backyard vegetable garden. My two sisters and I would spend most mornings out there (under duress) yanking out weeds and mulching around the plants and grumbling about how early it was and how much we hated weeding. In July and August, however, when the corn and strawberries and tomatoes were ripe, when the cucumber and melons were perfect, and the pumpkins were starting to turn orange…well, then it wasn’t nearly so bad. The harvest part was a mixed bag. Yay for delicious food from the backyard! Boo for hours and hours juicing and smooshing tomatoes then packing them in mason jars to can.

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This Arizona move has been the first time I’ve had a little place for a vegetable garden, really, anything more than a pot on the shared porch or kitchen windowsill, actually. And I sure pleaded for somewhere to try my hand at a few vegetables. Mr. Blue Eyes came through with some beautiful garden boxes in the backyard; we planted last March with some delicious success, and I re-planted for a “winter” season this fall. The cooler weather in November and December has really done wonders for my little plants (and also for my heat-hating soul). In the last few weeks I have gone into the backyard a few times a week for a double handful of tomatoes, or a couple one-gallon ziploc bags of lettuce, and to check on my cauliflower and snip some herbs for dinner. To be 100% honest, these little moments in the dirt have been, without question, the only real happiness I’ve felt from being outside since my move to the Valley of the Surface of the Sun.

A little recap of my gardening adventures the last few months:

Zucchini, yellow squash, cozelle: I’m not sure what the problem was, exactly, but these usually prolific producers would flower and start tiny baby squashes, then when they’d get about finger-length, they’d stop growing and wither and die. Then blossom again and repeat the whole process. I need to do some research into this, because, uh, who can’t make zucchini grow AT ALL!? Don’t worry, I have some successes to make up for it.

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Carrots: I planted these kind of on a whim, grabbing the seed packet as I waited at the checkout counter. I could have planted about five more rows and been completely thrilled with the outcome. These grew well, the leafy tops were so pretty, and the TASTE!? Lawsy. Real carrots are sweet with a little zesty spice to them. They are best eaten right after they are picked (I haven’t perfected the storing technique to keep them crisp). I truly don’t think I can ever go back to those bags of baby carrots, all whittled and slimy and the size of your thumb…they just…no. Real carrots 4evah!

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Tomatoes: I didn’t actually plant tomatoes, but I had three volunteer plants from some dropped seeds this summer. They have truly been going crazy, I pick a double (or triple!) handful of tomatoes every few days and Mr. Blue Eyes and I pop them like candy, they are so delicious!

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Let’s Talk About Lettuce: I was a little hesitant to plant a bunch of lettuce, but it has been so amazing to have in the backyard! I planted about a dozen spinach plants, and another dozen “variety” pack of 6 different types of lettuce, and one curly kale plant. From those plants I get two or three one-gallon ziploc bags PACKED with leaves every week. I take lettuce to neighbors and friends, I add spinach and kale to everything, I have to try and figure out how to get more salad in my diet. It has been glorious! I will definitely repeat this plan for next year, and I’m going to add some chard as well. Eeep!

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Green Beans: I love fresh green beans for dinner, I steam them a few minutes and then top with butter and salt. I think I have had these for dinner at least once a week for…months. So it would only make sense to try and grow some in the backyard, right!? Uh, well, turns out, it takes a LOT of space to grow enough green beans for dinner. I was able to get enough from all my plants for about one meal with a (small) side of green beans. I think next time I’ll use the space for something that produces more.

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Cauliflower: Mr. Blue Eyes and I eat a lot of cauliflower, we use it as a rice substitute once or twice a week, and between the two of us can eat a whole head in one sitting. I steam it, roast it, boil it, rice it, dice it…the works. So when I saw a pallet of cauliflower starts at the nursery last fall I immediately popped them in my cart. The leaves are almost as long as my arm, and sure enough, one perfectly round cauliflower is at the center of each plant. I picked my first one this week and it was a delicious roasted side! I’ve got seven more than are still growing (I want them about 10″ across before I use them) and I cannot wait to spend the next few weeks using cauliflower from the backyard! (CAULIFLOWER!? WHO KNEW!?) I think I’ll try broccoli next year as well!

A few weeks ago I planted a bunch of peppers, some chard, and brussels sprouts, and in another few weeks it will be time to do my “summer” planting. I am still harvesting tomatoes and lettuce and green onions regularly, and waiting for the cauliflower. The peas were planted too early (meaning, it was too hot, not it was too cold, such a weird shift for me) and next year I’ll try them a little later to see if they’ll grow better. I’ve been keeping notes on my little plants and am so excited to try to get another round of vegetables out of my backyard! One point in the Pro Arizona column: multiple seasons for vegetables. (Big, Fat “WTF!” in the Negative column is that the summer season is 9 months of triple-digit temperatures. Nope, not exaggerating.)

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The beginning of the end (probably)

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Today is not a day for celebration.

Today is a day for mourning.

All is not right in the world and the fear of what is to come is twisting my stomach into knots. And the thing that scares me the most is that all those (lovely, well-meaning) people who keep saying This is not America. This is not the real America… well, they are kind of wrong. This is happening. He may not have won the popular vote, but America has not risen up with enough force to change that.

I am attending my local Congressional District meetings. I am calling my national elected officials to complain about national issues, and my local elected officials to complain about local issues. I am DOING THE THINGS.

And some of my complaints (and thousands and thousands more like mine) have made some changes, halted some heinous legislation, and have made a difference.

But.

He takes office today. His henchmen/women will quickly follow. Our world will probably never be the same.

I’m with her. I’m still with her. She is not perfect, but, people, she is not this.

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20 questions: getting to know you, er, I mean, me

Sometimes in order to clean out my “Draft” folder one must pick up the little bits and bobs of partially formed post-ideas and dump them into a listicle. Here is one such list, full of all sorts of random bits about me.

1. What was the last thing you put in your mouth? Dinner, which was this delicious jalapeno-corn chowder with lots of green chilies and a roux added at the end, and a splash of vinegar and sprinkled with feta and cilantro. It sounds kinda crazy, but hoo boy, is it amazing!

2. Did you play Pokemon Go? No, I don’t actually have any games on my phone…yeah, I’m that person.

3. Who most often makes you laugh? There is a small but delightful bunch of people who regularly send me funny meme-y texts, they almost always result in a giggle or four.

4. When is your bedtime? It should be something like 10:00, but it most often gets pushed to 11:45. I’m totally a night owl, and going to bed earlier is a certain kind of mental torture for me.

5. Theater or Movie?
Live theater. Every time.

6. Do you believe ex’s can be friends? Depends on the ex and it depends on the level of friendship involved. Cordial? Sure. Surface-level friendship of occasional pleasantries? Yeah. Emotional intimates while simultaneously in or trying to be in a relationship with someone else? Uh, no.

7. Coffee? Tea? Soda? Other?
My caffeine-delivery mechanism preference is Diet Dr. Pepper, the full-lead stuff is too sugary, but the acrid-ish aftertaste of Diet? I love it. Add a little fresh lime juice and I’d guzzle it all day long. No apologies either. If I’m gonna die of something, I’m okay with it being DDP.

8. When was the last time you cried?
Yesterday. Feelings are hard, yo.

9. What is one talent you don’t have, but desperately wish you did?
I would love to have a Broadway-caliber singing voice, to be able to fill an auditorium and make everyone there feel something. I can mostly carry a tune, but that’s where my talent ends.

10. Who was the last person you took a picture/video of?
Person? ….probably my sort-of nephew, on Christmas…? But, I was taking pictures of price labels at Costco yesterday to do some comparison shopping. My camera roll is LIT!

11. Are you upset about anything?
Yeah, in general on a few things and more specifically on a few more. Hashtag: vague

12. Bike? Hike? Car?
Hiking! Give me a big, ole scary mountain to climb and I am ON it! That being said, Mr. Blue Eyes gave me a gorgeous beach cruiser bicycle for Christmas and it is quickly becoming a new favorite way to navigate my neighborhood errands.

13. Do you think relationships are ever really worth it?
I think relationships are almost always worth it, people are almost always worth the time and effort and emotional investment we choose to expend. Almost always.

14. If you could have any job/career, which would you do?
If someone would pay me 2 million dollars for 20 hours a week of “consulting” that’d be great.

15. If you could live/travel anywhere, where would you go?
Live: Somewhere with four distinct seasons and sky-high granite-topped mountains.
Travel: You could literally name almost any country and I’d be cool with going there to explore, but lately I’m swooning over Iceland (this has been a decade-long swoon, btw), Belize, Scotland, and Mongolia.

16. What is the last movie you saw?
Hidden Figures, the totally forgettable title of the AMAZING movie about black women at NASA in the 1960’s who furthered the space program through the sheer genius and brilliance of their brains, and a whole lot of fighting to have their voices be heard. (I know the book had the same title, but it’s so unmemorable I had to keep looking it up to tell people to go see the inspiring movie I laughed and sobbed through! Marketing fail.)

17. Are you a bad influence?
Well, that depends on who’s asking, now doesn’t it! I, of course, think I’m delightful.

18. What is one distinctive feature about you?
Well, it used to be my natural platinum hair, then my lavender hair, now it’s kind of a washed-out inbetween that doesn’t do much for anyone, least of all me. So, in lieu of white or purple hair, I’d say probably my big mouth. I am constantly looking up random facts and stories and then I’ll jabber on and on at anyone who pretends to be remotely interested. (Example: did you know most lichen grows at a rate of  about 1mm per year? This is only 4 inches every 100 years! The oldest known lichen is 8,600 years old!)

19. What is your favorite food? (Also? Sweet, or savory?)
I could probably eat Mexican food or sushi every day for the rest of my life and not be one bit mad about it. (Also? I used to be a total sugar addict, but the last few years my tastes have shifted distinctly towards savory preferences.)

20. Introvert or extrovert?
A little of both, actually. I definitely need time to recharge my own batteries, but I also am a people person and crave and thrive off meaningful connections. So…introverted extrovert? Extroverted introvert? I dunno, something like that.

What about you? Care to answer 3 or 4 of these? Hey, I’ll even let you pick the questions! But tell me something I probably don’t know!

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