Massa Gessen has become something of a personal
hero for me. She’s a prolific
Russian-American (or perhaps American-Russian) who demonstrates indefatigable
personal courage with every new literary, historical or journalistic project
she takes on. She’s a champion of civil
rights and a worthy inheritor of the rich moral heritage of the Russian
intelligentsia. Her choice of
investigative projects reveals her insatiable curiosity, broad knowledge of
Russian culture, and firm commitment to democratic politics. This blog has reviewed a variety of her
books, including ones that analyze Putin, the political protest band, Pussy
Riot, and the fate of the Russian intelligentsia. Gessen has a new book out that seems to
provide readers with an overview of Russia’s current anti-democratic moment,
but before I tackle that book I’ll just mention her small gem, The Brothers: The Road to an American Tragedy. In this short book, Gessen writes a sort of
textbook on 21st century terrorism.
As a student of true crime fiction, I admire Gessen’s contribution to
this sometimes-underrated literary genre.
In the tradition of those who, like Capote or Mailer, have move beyond
the inhuman elements of vicious crime in order to uncover something wonderfully
precious about human nature, Gessen explores the complex, unstable,
intercontinental lives of the Boston Marathon bombers. As an immigrant to America with persistent
connections to her native land, and a civil rights activist who has done some
work analyzing multiple Chechnya catastrophes, Messen is well placed to tell
these stories. Gessen’s theme is that
the genesis of terrorism cannot be located in a strange and unfamiliar location
overseas. In fact, the bombers’
commitment to violence didn’t simple arise as a result of their contact with
violent jihadists in Chechnya. The Boston Bombers were not merely passive
recipients of a violent overseas radical ideology. Indeed, Gessen asserts that
the elder brother, a man in contact with several strains of American
liberalism, can be said to have attempted to radicalize his overseas friends
and family.
To be sure, Gessen does not
offer any easy explanations for the violent ideology of her subjects. Instead, she shows how truly global terrorist
ideologies can be. When Stalin first
displaced the residents of Chechnya to Kazakhstan and Kirgizstan, he set in
motion a truly international phenomenon.
Indeed, even before Stalin, Russian imperialism meant that local
patterns of violence at the periphery of the Russian empire would eventually be
replicated at the centers of imperial power, including Moscow. Of course, Russia’s recent wars in Chechnya
are even more directly related to the birth of a global jihadist creed. With Grozny transformed into one of the most
war-torn cities on the planet, its residents would naturally flee to every
corner of the earth, including many Russian and American cities.
The temptation
is to see this Chechnya diaspora as bearing responsibility for the violence
that was inflicted on Chechnya, but Gessen is at pains to demonstrate that the
global ideology of imperialism undergirds the global ideology of Muslim
extremism. In fact, Gessen also dissects
America’s strains of imperialism, manifested in anti-Muslim 911 sentiment and
governmental overreach. Her point is to
demonstrate that any international ideology of violence emanating from the
metropolis, whether it originates in Moscow or Washington, D.C., is likely to
breed its inverse creed on the peripheries of empire. Gessen’s book suggests something powerful
about the impact of war and dislocation and imperial power on vulnerable men
and women. But the book also suggests
how vulnerable all immigrants are as they struggle to remake their worlds in
the midst of a foreign and disorienting culture.
As an immigrant herself, Gessen seems to
instinctively understand that although the overwhelming number of immigrants
successfully overcomes every barrier to assimilation, they often do so only
after great psychological effort. In any
case, it’s interesting to see that the Boston bombers were somehow both
extremely isolated by their attachment to a peripheral culture (e.g., Gessen
points out that a girl could be subject to an honor killing for holding hands
with a boy from a different ethnic group), and thoroughly immersed in global
culture (e.g., they routinely discussed politics with their Cambridge-liberal
landlady, spoke multiple languages, and sometimes travelled to visit far-flung
relatives).
Messen’s book reminds me of
another book that examines the Janus-head of immigration, the French
Intifada. In this book, the author notes
that somehow Tunisian, Moroccan, and Algerian familiarity with French culture
easily coexists with its opposite: Antipathy for French racism and colonial
attitudes. Like the Boston Bombers, French residents and citizens of North
African decent are products of a long history of colonial violence and imperial
power in their homelands. Whether in
France, America, or Russia, terrorism is in a sense the almost inevitable
reflection of the truly global scale of empire.
This isn’t to lay blame for terrorism on its victims, but only to do as
historian of empire Antoinette Burton suggests and analyz
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