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For those of us who can remember the 50’s and early 60’s, there are certain icons of arts and literature. The recent remaking of the 1962 classic, The Manchurian Candidate is but one example. There are others: Catch-22 and One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest come to mind. Two of those icons by an exquisitely brilliant mind inside the head of a guy named Eugene Burdick added terms to our common lexicon—Fail-Safe (book and Peter Sellers movie) and The Ugly American. But the one I want to speak about is another of Burdick’s lesser known works. I read this one as a freshman in college and was awed by its political analysis. I never forgot it and it changed the way I looked at politics in a profound way. I thought of it repeatedly in the intervening years, but after many relocations and long-distance moves I lost the book—but I carried it inside. Then along came the neo-cons and the Bush Administration and their ‘orange alerts’. The theories of Burdick’s protagonist, Mike Freesmith, came roaring back and I had to go on the net and get the book again—and was lucky enough to find a first edition in excellent condition.
Reading the title, one expects something about the sea, maybe even surfing—The Ninth Wave. You don’t expect political analysis—much less at a level near the inspired. It’s not a weighty tome. It doesn’t appear pretentious. In fact, if you read the first couple of chapters you might think it a love story involving surfing. Major underestimation! Burdick wrote this when totalitarian states were topmost in everyone’s minds. Hitler’s Reich had just been defeated and the Soviets ruled the Eastern Bloc. It was generally accepted at the time that Burdick was writing about dictatorship. It fit. His concept was simple: dictators sit “on top of the situation; opening the spill-gates of fear one day and hate the next.” (page 90) They let fear—in the form of the secret police or the army-- run out into the people till things near the boiling point, then they close the fear gate and open the hate gate by giving the people some object on which to vent the built-up pressure of fear. “And they stand together and shiver and think he’s the greatest guy in the world and love him.”
Frightening, is it not? Go on the net and get it and be afraid—be very afraid.
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