
Cannot wait to read the
memoir on sale this week
by art historian James Lord about his WWII service. I loved the chapter excerpt in
Granta's new issue, for the vicarious time travel to the 1940s, the excitement of Lord's romantic adventures, and the sheer pleasure of his speedy prose. He gets right to it. An
engaging and positive review by
Christopher Benfey appears in the current
New Republic.
Benfey quotes Lord:
"I suddenly saw like an appalling sunburst, fatal
and final, that what I really wanted to do with the good-looking boys
whose best pal I longed to be was not just horsing around in the locker
room but doing freely with them in bed after lights out everything I
had always till then been compelled to do in solitude with myself. In
short, the creature I’d suddenly seen was that abnormal, that
abominable thing called a homosexual, a loathsome mistake of nature, a
cultural criminal whom any feeling person would naturally put in prison."
Then Benfey writes:
"It is to avoid this fate, both inner and outer, that Lord flees to
the Army. Later, he contrasts his own cowardly flight from reality with
his younger brother’s motivations for joining up. “Teddy had heroically
sought out danger and achieved the merit of dying,” shot by a Japanese
sniper on Luzon, “whereas I had miserably run away from the
inconvenience of being queer.” Lord’s ambivalence, one foot in the
closet, leads to predictable misunderstandings during his early posting
in a chemical warfare unit near Reno. He tells one of his superiors
that he’s in love with him. “Don’t tell me,” the officer replies.
“Don’t even think about telling me.”
"Lord gets a more encouraging, if lingeringly ambiguous, response
from a mysterious young soldier named Johannes Friedrich Kessler, who
goes by the name of Hanno, just like “the last of the Buddenbrooks in
Thomas Mann’s novel.” Lord and Hanno embark on romantic excursions to
ghost towns and silver mines in the Nevada outback, all the while
discussing Tonio Kröger and young Werther. (“Guy in a story by Goethe,”
Hanno explains. “Hopelessly in love. He kills himself.”) They reveal
everything to one another except the one big secret, the “lurid,
shaming, guilty secret,” that might seal their Burschenherrlichkeit, rendered by the well-hung and camera-shy Hanno as “glorious fellowship,” forever.
"Hanno emerges as the great might-have-been in Lord’s story, an
embodiment of ideal masculinity, “the superior shiver of high culture,”
and “another Germany.”
Buy My Queer War now.