Why I Love The Age of Victoria by Carol Carr

I’d rather read about the past than the present.  I saw a t-shirt the other day that perfectly reflects my attitude.  “History buff,” it read, “I’d be more interested in you if you were dead.”  One of my interests is the England of Victoria, specifically the period from 1870 to the turn of the century.  It’s difficult for me to remember when I became fascinated with this era, but I can at least explain why:  we are very much like the Victorians, so much so that I feel right at home with them. 

During the Victorian period, the world enjoyed the benefits of Pax Britannica (“British Peace”).  I don’t say that with any sarcasm; I think it’s a fairly accepted view in the world of international relations that the world benefits when a strong country or group of countries cooperate to keep sea lanes open and local despots on their toes.  We’re living in the age of Pax Americana now, though how long that will last is anyone’s guess.  The Victorians certainly had more experience acting as the world’s policeman; we Americans really didn’t get into the business until the Cold War.  Countries choose to play this role, and it often leads to attacks upon their motives and methods (some of which are merited).  Great Britain ruled the waves during the Victorian era, much as the United States is the pre-eminent military power today.  The Victorians fought numerous wars to protect their interests in far-flung areas of the world, including the Middle East and Afghanistan.  Sounds familiar doesn’t it?  It’s really quite instructive to read about the issues the Victorians encountered playing this role, and those that confront America.

The Victorians were an oddly divided society, just as we are.  On the one hand, there was great faith in the notion that scientific progress and the application of reason would solve social problems.  On the other, many Victorians were deeply religious and committed to good works, including actively supporting or staffing overseas missions.  America seems to share that division of ideas, adopting a secular, social science approach to tackling issues of poverty and education, while maintaining a strong tradition of religious belief and service to the needy.  I once heard a specialist in foreign policy say that one of the least understood means of transmitting American views was the missionary work of evangelical churches overseas.   I’m not debating the merits of these views, merely pointing out how similar our society is in some ways to that of the Victorians.

Victorian Britain and America today share something else:  a belief that our societies are unique, endowed with the best forms of government, a deep respect for individual human rights, and strong civil societies and legal systems.  Both societies share a belief that the rest of the world would benefit if they adopted our practices and customs.  This isn’t an academic study of the similarities between two societies.  No doubt there are plenty of examples illustrating the differences between Victorian England and present-day America.  However, I’ve found the resemblance strong enough to provoke some thoughtful examination.  Digging into the past is a fascinating way to understand our present.

After a career as a lawyer and corporate executive, Carol K. Carr turned to writing. India Black is her firstg book. She lives in the Missouri Ozarks with her husband and two German Shepherds.

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Why I Love Cemeteries by Vicki León

Some people collect art. Or classic cars. I collect final resting places. That might sound a little morbid. Are you wondering why I’d spend any of my days on earth, exploring a Roman necropolis, sharing a picnic with the dead at Athens’ oldest cemetery, or studying the female gladiators depicted in the ruins of Ephesus?

Because a cemetery is one of the places where the action is. Where the stories are, for a writer. Where unsung history can be found—and I’m a finder. After 30 years as a nonfiction author, I’m firmly addicted to researching the deep past.

The Mediterranean lands are my special focus, but I relish travel to more faraway places, too. Invariably they have burial sites, from humble niches to elaborate monuments, where ancient ritual and superstition intersect. I look at my voyages as a privileged form of time-travel, combining mental excursions with physical journeys.

Oddly enough, this graveyard enthusiasm of mine has enriched my foreign language studies. For instance, my interest in inscriptions on stelae helped me learn Greek. (Trying to locate cemeteries also motivated me to learn how to understand Greek answers to my questions!)

During Rome’s long heyday, tombs in Rome and throughout the Empire came to resemble “billboards” in stone. From them, I’ve gained insight into countless human stories. The iconography is often literal: for instance, the busy clan of the Haterii, a family of Roman builders, put exquisitely detailed bas reliefs on their tomb, showing their architectural projects, right down to the building cranes. Butchers, bakers, shipwrights, and silversmiths proudly displayed the tools of their trades on their graves. So did doctors. Charioteers and gladiators posted won-lost records on theirs. Even humbler folks, including slaves and freedwomen, created elaborate tomb visuals.

Tomb of Haterii. Bust of man. Cast in Pushkin museum from original in Musei Vaticani, 79-80 AC. Found in 1848 near Porta Maggiore, Roma. Photo by shakko published under the Creative Commons license.

These funereal works of art must have been a comfort and source of pride to the deceased’s family. Today’s historians, archaeologists, and writers like me are equally thankful for these invaluable clues about the everyday joys and sorrows of the past.

There’s nothing solemn about many of these places. Among the earthy Greeks and Romans, certain sexual saleswomen routinely used cemeteries to post adverts for potential clients. And later, as rendezvous sites. After seeing the solid concrete “beds” of the Pompeii brothels a few years ago, I’d say that a horizontal crypt might look like an upgrade.

Hanging out in these cities of the dead, I’ve had shivery moments as well. In researching my book on science and superstition (How to Mellify a Corpse) I’ve had to delve into Greco-Roman attitudes towards death—and why they feared ghosts so much.

Here’s part of the answer: “Death rites had high priority among those still above ground. Neither Greeks nor Romans were sanguine about the prospects of a rewarding afterlife. The final launch, however, had to be done right because ghosts were easily enraged by corner cutting. Since even those of modest means were meticulously memorialized, the funerals of the great or even the quasi-great had to be spectacular.”

Cranky ghosts notwithstanding, visiting the ancient dead gives me a sense of history, a peek at the awesome sweep of centuries. Their fine and private places reveal to me how much we have in common with the men, women, and children who lived and died thousands of years before us.

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Vicki León’s love of travel, her fondness for foreign languages, and her craving for exotic foods and archaeology would be enough to make a satisfying life. As it happens, however, her passions have led her to become a multi-faceted writer of non-fiction for young and old. Beginning in 1989, she’s written nine well-reviewed books on women’s history that have sold over 350,000 copies and become evergreen backlist titles. The best-known: the 4-book Uppity Women in History series for Conari Press. She is also the author of the acclaimed Working IX to V. Her new book, How to Mellify a Corpse was released July 6, 2010. To know more about Vicki you can visit her website: http://vickileon.com/