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David Herrick's avatar

Thanks HRC for this Letter, one of your best IMHO.

I remember the Alamo. Or perhaps I should say, "I remember the Alamo myth." When I was 5 years old and living in Seattle with my parents and older sister, "Davey Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier" was a big deal. I had a (fake) coonskin cap which I only took off on days when I thought my Mickey Mouse hat (the big ears were fake, too) was more the thing. My cap pistol was real, however. Very cool! We did not have a TV yet, but our next door neighbors did, so we could keep up with all the larger-than-life events of the Fess Parker/Disney serial version of Davey's life that became intertwined with my yard play and, no doubt, helped plant the seeds of my interest in US history and put me on the road to unquestioning acceptance of many American myths that even now are wrapped up in my understanding of patriotism (which I define as "love of country").

Of course, Davey Crockett (my Dad had always called me Davey, too) got most of my attention for only a year, and then we were off to Pittsburgh PA and my heroes became Roberto Clemente and -- of course -- Alan Shepard who went into space for about 10 minutes on my birthday! My father -- a serious Civil War buff with a groaning bookshelf to prove it -- claiming his right to go out on a Saturday afternoon to do manly things with his son, took me, over my pacifist mother's objections, to see "The Horse Soldiers" on the big screen. Then, having seen I was manly enough not to cry or cover my eyes during the battle scenes, about a year later he took me to see "The Alamo" in which the heroic Union cavalry colonel (John Wayne) had been miraculously transformed into my first true love, Davey Crockett! (Eat your heart out, Fess Parker!)

So my "understanding" of Crockett and The Alamo changed face, but the example of Texian/American heroism was confirmed and -- I am ashamed to say -- my knowledge of that event, even after learning about how the US bullied the Mexicans into giving up what is now a major part of our Southwest, had remained largely unchanged until this morning.

Of course it is now no surprise to me that the Alamo was really about maintaining slavery and Manifest Destiny, and I have no doubt that better historians than John Wayne (who also produced "The Alamo) have gotten pretty close to knowing what really happened there, and I am not surprised that the underlying factors are less glorious than our pop-culture patriotism has made them seem. I am even pleased to know that Davey Crockett had the good sense to surrender and hang onto a few more minutes or hours or days of life, hoping, I suppose, to talk his way out of a bad situation rather than be snuffed out like his compatriots. He was reputedly a good talker and perhaps believed that discretion was the better part of valor, and all that.

Enough reminiscing.... My point is that myths, whether they be ancient Greek and Roman myths or the foundational national myths of modern nations are -- by definition -- both true and untrue simultaneously. Even the Alamo was an example of individuals fighting together in defense of something so important to them they were willing to die for it. We're talking immense physical courage in the face of near certain defeat and death. As the Italians say, "These are not peanuts."

So that part of the myth is true.

But history is not -- or at least shouldn't be -- aimed at propagating uplifting myths. Instead, history is the facts as determined by intelligent people doing the heavy lifting of finding out what really happened. It involves digging through rubble and rummaging in attics and re-reading long forgotten letters and journals and camping out in libraries and then trying to piece it all together so that we can understand the facts as they relate to other facts. And the best historians tend to be good writers as well.

So when historians do their job well, and the majority of other historians confirm the truth of one account over an earlier one, the only reasonable thing to do is accept the new version. And if this means discarding a glorious national myth much beloved by people like me with long memories, so be it, the truth is its own reward.

They very idea that Texas politicians would rudely cancel a "book event" at their State History Museum because the book in question is not to their liking and/or offends them is utterly unacceptable. Are we on the verge of a cultural revolution? Will they send people who disagree with their proto-fascist ideology to the gulags? Or are there gas chambers awaiting the "differently patriotic" among us? Thirty-seven years later, does 1984 still loom on our horizon?

Have the good people of the great State of Texas lost their marbles? Are they in the streets yet?

Leaving aside (which of course we cannot) global warming, I can think of no greater danger to our country and the world than politicians like Dan Patrick and Gregg Abbott.

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Ralph Averill's avatar

There's honest and dishonest. Honest history is a search for truth, a search that is never complete, and a truth that is never fixed. Dishonest history is the creation of myth to live in the place of truth, for the purpose that truth never be known.

It is very similar to science vs. religion. To me, that is the fundamental conflict of our time.

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