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Simon Schama: ā€˜Do you think I’d be allowed to write that book now?’

As his new book on pandemics is published, the UK’s best-known historian tells Matthew Reisz that identity politics is inhibiting history, nationalism only intensifies during global crises, and a refusal to communicate history to the public amounts to mere ā€˜connoisseurship of the dead’

Published on
May 25, 2023
Last updated
May 31, 2023
Simon Schama portrait as described in the article
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Simon Schama is a historian who exudes scholarly authority in his many books and television programmes, across a dizzying range of topics. But even he admits that he is venturing into bold new territory in his latest book, .

ā€œI have absolutely colossal impostor syndrome!ā€ he confesses cheerfully. ā€œDoes it rob me of sleep sometimes? Yes.ā€ He was pleased, however, to have been able to get help from his wife, geneticist Virginia Papaioannou, who checked the detail of his page-turning stories of death, disease and scientific discovery.

Yet finding out about new things is simply what the 78-year-old Schama does. Much of the appeal of studying history, as he sees it, lies in ā€œreaching out to understand the cultures of people who are not like youā€.

Even as an undergraduate at the University of Cambridge, he explored a good deal of Indian history and nearly specialised in the field. Indeed, two episodes of his landmark television series, , the 15-part BBC saga that made him a household name in the early 2000s, focused on the rise and fall of the British Empire, with India at its heart. The professor of history and art history at Columbia University has also worked, published and broadcast on Dutch, French, Jewish, American and . He is, therefore, ā€œrather fiercely worried about history as an identity-affirmation project. IĀ don’t hate it, but it’s not for me. What IĀ do hate is a kind of ban on someone writing about a culture which isn’t his or her own because they’re accused of some sort of cultural appropriation.ā€

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 Simon Schama in Edinburgh filming his programme as described in the article
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His Columbia colleagues Eric Foner and Ira Katznelson, he points out, are clearly not African American but are still regarded as ā€œabsolute colossi and role modelsā€ for their work on black history and race. When he published Rough Crossings: Britain, the Slaves and the American Revolution in 2005 (and presented a television programme of the same name two years later), he was ā€œcompletely gripped by the storyā€ and it ā€œnever crossed [his] mindā€ that his ethnic background ā€œcould be aĀ problem. ItĀ never crossed my publisher’s mind.ā€

Nonetheless, he cannot help asking, ā€œDo you think I’d be allowed to write that book now?ā€

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So what are Schama’s core beliefs about the value of history and the role of the historian?

Some interesting answers emerge from in the American Historical Review devoted to AĀ History of Britain, originally broadcast from 2000 to 2002 and still available to stream on the BBC, in which experts in different eras offered some fairly mild criticisms – to which Schama robustly responded. Making the programmes, he said, had been ā€œevery bit as exacting as any more conventionally scholarly projectā€. He had no time at all for the notion that ā€œsomehow, popular and scholarly history are mutually depletingā€ and instead insisted that ā€œwithout an abiding sense that we can work to make the past live for the public, we will doom ourselves to an intellectual graveyard: that of the connoisseurship of the deadā€.

In television, he added, ā€œstory must come first, the handmaid and condition of analytical debate, not the other way about…Story is the thread that connects our scholarly work with the listening, reading public, and we break it at our peril.ā€ This did not mean ā€œdumbing downā€ or excluding serious analysis, however. ā€œā€, an episode devoted to the conflict between ElizabethĀ I and Mary, Queen ofĀ Scots, wrote Schama, could be enjoyed simply as ā€œan astounding dynastic dramaā€ (something he did not ā€œsee any need to apologise forā€). But it also drew on and made accessible important scholarly work about ā€œthe politics of genderā€ and ā€œthe reproductive biology of sovereigntyā€.

The same basic argument, Schama tells 51³Ō¹Ļ, applies as much to books as to television programmes. He was trained in – and still totally committed to – the belief that ā€œyou can do very hardcore analytical, scholarly writing and at the same time produce powerful narrative writing for the publicā€.

Among his own books, Schama’s ā€œchronicle of the French Revolutionā€, Citizens, was notable for using dozens of striking and often harrowing individual stories to build up a broader picture and analysis. The result was widely acclaimed by right-wingers, he reflects, but was sometimes perceived as ā€œmore worried about violence as an integral part of what the revolution delivered than was thought to be respectable from a liberal or centrist historian in the bicentennial year [1989]. I remember giving a talk at a conference where I was interrupted by a rousing chorus of ³¢²¹Ģż²Ń²¹°ł²õ±š¾±±ō±ō²¹¾±²õ±š.ā€

Very much an enthusiast by temperament, Schama has no difficulty citing books by many historians that combine deep scholarship with gripping storytelling. IsĀ he concerned about today’s career incentives pushing younger historians towards publishing articles in prestigious journals, often on small-scale themes, and therefore away from ambitious books that might attract a wide readership?

Although he acknowledges the challenges, he believes they are not insurmountable. He mentions aĀ former student, Beverly Gage, who attended one of his narrative non-fiction classes and ā€œwrote an amazing paper on a sort of bombing that happened on Wall Street just after the First World Warā€. She has now gone on to become professor of history and American studies at Yale University and has recently produced a ā€œsuperb, much-acclaimedā€ book titled .

More generally, Schama, who was knighted for his services to history in 2018, is convinced that the engagement of historians with the wider public is flourishing, particularly in the US – because it hasĀ to. There is simply no way they can avoid ā€œall the turmoil that race politics still generates or the grotesque abuse of history by someone like Donald Trumpā€, argues Schama. Equally dangerous is ā€œthe casual invocation of the Founding Fathersā€, which, according to Schama, allows some right-wing pundits to ā€œnot worry about the bitter paradox [caused by] America’s founding original sinā€. Namely, ā€œthat those who talked about freedom were slave owners themselvesā€. Many historians had been ā€œconstructive and helpfulā€ in challenging such national myths.

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Given the range of his work, does Schama see any underlying themes that led him over the past 45 years all the way from 18th-century Dutch history to bacteriology?

He has long been preoccupied, he replies, with what he calls the issue of ā€œallegiance to the mystery that is nationā€. For his parents’ generation, ā€œthough it sounds odd now, it was completely unproblematic that they were passionately British and passionately Jewish. IĀ would go to synagogue with my father on Saturday, and on Sunday he would read Dickens out loud to us – they were both rituals for him.ā€ He also remembers his history teacher at school announcing to the class: ā€œWell, boys, we don’t know what the rest of the 20th century holds, but this we know for sure, organised religion and the nation state are dead as dodos.ā€

As prophecies go, this one proved spectacularly wrong. The nation state and indeed nationalism are still very much with us. When the pandemic struck, Schama was working on a book about ā€œthe culture of nationalismā€ titled The Return of the Tribes, touching on ā€œthe idea of national music, landscape painting, the abuse of history, the creation of mythsā€. When Covid emerged, however, he fondly hoped that ā€œif there’s one moment when clearly national self-interest has got to yield to shared self-interest, it’s in a pandemic, with the hope that someone will develop vaccines. That’s how much of a chump IĀ was!ā€

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It did not take him long to be ā€œdisabused of that notion. ±õ²ŌĢż±š³ę³Ł°ł±š³¾¾±²õ, national interest will in fact be paramount, rather than yield to an intelligent sense of the necessity of collaboration,ā€ says Schama.

It was this that led him to abandon The Return of the Tribes, at least temporarily, and embark on Foreign Bodies (Simon & Schuster), published on 25Ā May. It is partly animated by real anger at the way bacteriologists and epidemiologists, particularly in the US, were often derided during the pandemic as ā€œan alien elite, the microbe and the scientist in cahoots against homespun wisdomā€. A particular target was Anthony Fauci, the former chief medical adviser to the president, who was ā€œd±š³¾“DzԾ±²õ±š»åā€ by conservative media, "framing him not just as a ā€˜fraud’ but as a personification of the ā€˜medical deep stateā€™ā€, as one Fox News presenter put it.

Spurred on by these current concerns, Schama began to look at the history of international collaboration in dealing with infectious diseases. He explored the foundation of the World Health Organization in 1948 and the series of international sanitation conferences that had preceded it. Voltaire proved to have been an eloquent advocate for vaccination, and another crucial figure was Adrien Proust, the doctor father of the novelist Marcel Proust.

But the undoubted hero of Foreign Bodies is someone Schama had never heard of before he began his research: the bacteriologist Waldemar Haffkine (1860-1930).

Haffkine was a Russian Jew who got involved in radical politics in Odessa but later went to study at the Pasteur Institute in Paris. He developed vaccines against both cholera and bubonic plague and was employed by the British government, in a kind of freelance capacity, in India.

ā€œHe was an enormous person,ā€ reflects Schama. ā€œHe wasn’t an enormous personality: he was shy and reticent and slightly neurotic. But he’s a person of absolutely immense magnitude for the field that he’s in.ā€

Bubonic plague hit India in 1897, the year of Queen Victoria’s diamond jubilee, when great efforts were being made to proclaim the benefits of British rule. By June 1902, Haffkine had delivered more than 2Ā million doses of his vaccine to Indians and 200,000 more to Africa and 110,000 to Mauritius. A further 3Ā million doses were produced over roughly the next year – a feat that Foreign Bodies describes as ā€œan astonishing and unprecedented achievementā€.

This should be a wholly uplifting story about the triumph of science in relieving suffering, but unfortunately – just as in the recent pandemic – small-mindedness, politics and racial stereotyping soon intervened. The standard British response to the plague was what Schama calls a ā€œmartial disinfection campaignā€, which involved ā€œtearing down houses, segregating families, putting people in camps and dousing them in carbolic soapā€. This caused so much suffering that it led to the first wave of mass strikes and demonstrations that would eventually bring an end to British rule in India.

It was also completely ineffective. Haffkine was the man, explains Schama, who ā€œhas the authority to say: ā€˜ItĀ makes absolutely noĀ difference. If you would bother to understand and read the microbiology, you’ll understand that if you move people out of one place, the rats, the fleas and so the plague will simply follow.’ He offered a new way of seeing how you take on dangerous infectious diseases – and he paid the price. People didn’t really want to hear that.ā€

After a vaccination campaign in the Punjab village of Malkowal, 19 people died of tetanus poisoning. Although it later emerged that this was almost certainly the result of a pair of forceps being dropped and not properly sterilised, the British government needed a scapegoat – and Haffkine perfectly fitted the bill. ā€œIn the empire of gentlemen,ā€ as Schama’s book puts it, ā€œit was evident that…Haffkine was still thought of as a foreign body.ā€

It proved to be all too convenient that he was ā€œa Frenchified Russian Jew with, it was said, a shady revolutionary pastā€. Blaming him was the ideal way of distracting attention from the huge failures of the British Raj, not least in providing medical care to its Indian subjects.

The past few years, Schama points out, have made painfully clear that the battle to combat diseases is ā€œnever disconnected with politicsā€. Foreign Bodies includes many other depressing examples. But it also celebrates several little-known but heroic figures. Haffkine in particular should haunt us with a sense that ā€œin the face of calamity and the wilful obtuseness of the powerful, there is only so much he can do, but do it nonetheless he mustā€¦ā€

There are many reasons to be grateful for historians who have the talent to ā€œmake the past liveā€ for non-specialists. Resurrecting people who can challenge our current complacencies is one of them.

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