Charles Richard Johnson

First, readers need to understand that this is not a narrative about the slave trade, any more than Moby Dick is about the whaling industry. Instead, it’s a rich and fascinating exploration of the human nature, class, race, religion, slavery, freedom, and – above all – the great American experiment … all couched in the lush seductive prose of a poet and scholar who has no compunction inviting philosophy, mythology, world literature, mathematics, and natural sciences to the party. show more

Though written over 30yrs ago, this story is also “woke” in ways that 1970s U.S. could never have appreciated and contains content that is unnervingly relevant to todays’ society. It’s almost as if Middle Passage has been sitting out there waiting for society to catch up with it.

Where to start? Perhaps with two of literature’s more fascinating characters: Rutherford Calhoun, a freed, African American bondsman and likeable rogue who finds himself unwittingly crewing a slave trading ship across the Middle Passage; and Captain Ebenezer Falcon, the larger-than-life, vain-glorious, sensualist, autodidact, goblin-like, scene-stealing captain of The Republic. Note the ship’s name, because on one level, this book is most definitely an exploration of the American Republic and the “Protestant ethic” upon which it is supposedly built. In both characters, Johnson cunningly juxtapositions all the things that we like to believe make Americans great – our work ethic, our self-taught genius, our unwavering faith in self-determination – with all the traits that simultaneously taint us: our unbound capitalist greed, our conviction of moral superiority. It’s no coincidence that the moment the ship (“parts of which are always being replaced, so that the ship that sets forth on the journey scarcely resembles the ship that arrives at the end of it” – get it?) finally flounders is when these two opposing forces become so incompatible that the whole system rips apart. A warning ... or a prediction?

Or wait – maybe this is a book about human nature? Johnson suggests this when he has Falcon warn us in advance: “The sea does things to your head, Calhoun, terrible unravelings of belief that aren’t in a cultured man’s metaphysic.” (And just in case you missed that allusion, Johnson adds an ACTUAL primitive God locked up in a box in the hold of the ship.) So it should come as no surprise that this is also an exploration of dual nature of humanity – our yearning for a collective utopia (“E Pluribus Unum – from many, one”) vs. our determined individualism; our belief in religious freedom vs. our practice of religious intolerance; our allegiance to free will even as we wield concepts like Manifest Destiny to justify slavery; our celebration of peace except when the most convenient way to establish peace is by waging war. Is it even possible for a species possessing so many "transcendental rifts" in their nature to live happy or just lives?

Or wait – maybe this is a book about slavery? A decent book club could spend the entire meeting just parsing the novel’s various views on racism – from the novel’s depiction of the Allmuseri as more civilized than the “civilization” set to enslave them (which, in turn, begs comparison with certain Native American cultures), to Falcon’s belief that “equal opportunity” is responsible for robbing blacks of the educational rigor they need to flourish, to Calhoun’s meditations on his own identity as a highly-educated, freed black American vs. the relationship he forms with Ngonyama and Baleka - there’s plenty of ground to cover.

But wait – are we sure this isn’t about politics? Because Falcon’s leadership dynamic – “Never explain; never apologize!” - has a sort of ripped-from-the-headlines feel about it, and there’s that scene where they use conditioning to train the ships’ dogs to loath the captain’s enemies, so that when the time comes, the captain knows he can always call on his dogs to faithfully protect him, regardless of morality, which reminds me of a certain President and his unquestioningly loyal followers ....

The truth, of course, is that the novel is all of these and more, all tied up in an unbelievably short, taut narrative stuffed with a cast of magnificently memorable grotesques, rousing sea adventure, outrageously funny anecdotes (dark but genuinely funny), madly creative set-pieces, and possibly some of the most vivid prose I’ve read in ages, efficient where it needs to be efficient (“Had [Cringle] been a woman … he’d be the kind who could do Leibnizian logic or Ptolemaic astronomy but hid the fact in order not to frighten off suitors; or, if a slave, one who could bend spoons with his mind but didn’t so white people wouldn’t get panicky”), funny where it needs to be funny (“Madame Marie Toulouse, a Creole who had spent her young womanhood as the mistress of first a banker, then a famous actor, a minister, and finally a mortician … [having] used the principle of
‘one for the money, two for the show, three to get ready, and four to go’”), and evocative where it needs to be evocative (“… sitting on the rain-leached pier in heavy, liquescent air, in shimmering light so soft and opalescent that sunlight could not fully pierce the fine erotic mist, limpid and luminous at dusk …”).

Trust me, you won’t regret the time you spend reading this … or the time you then spend rereading large parts of it again (and possibly again) when you realize how much content you failed to understand or appreciate the first time through! show less

Middle Passage by Charles Johnson won the 1990 National Book Award. I was reluctant to read it because I thought it was going to be too depressing and preachy. It was depressing at times, but it was also, well . . . goofy. Very engrossing, even exciting, but a little haphazard. It has a ne’er-do-well hero, multiple plots, and exciting adventures -- a real sea yarn.

I could not get my brain around the notion that the narrator knew about and referred to things that didn’t happen until show more decades after the story takes place (he mentions things like time zones and squeegees that didn’t exist in 1830, for example, not to mention philosophical and scientific theories that didn’t develop until much later, such as evolution). But once I decided to let that all flow over me, I enjoyed the book. It certainly packs a lot into its 206 pages. show less

Not a perfect or a 'grand' novel by any stretch but I will say that, in many instances, there are seeds of greatness here that I can completely see bearing fruit in later works by this author. Charles Johnson's "Middle Passage" is a bold literary experiment in many ways; firstly, it attempts to wrest the slave narrative from the grip of austerity and arch seriousness and into something far more, well, I won't say 'fun' but I will borrow one of the words used frequently to describe the text: show more picaresque (and the fact that the intro mentions Saul Bellow, Mr Augie I'm so god damn picaresque it hurts to smile when I smile March). Secondly, this is a very positive minded work. Now, it's not positive in the sense that it attempts to make slavery a pleasant part of history (it's not quite Life is Beautiful about it) and the details depicted in the text inhering in the slave trade are suitably horrific. But over the course of the novel I couldn't help but feel that Johnson was trying to tell a distinctly 'happy' story. This happiness finds fertile soil in the various gestures towards a more Eastern understanding of the world (specifically rooted, authorial fallacy spare me, in Charles Johnson's noted Buddhism) and in the various bits of humor (some of it lame and failed but most of it actually fairly funny) laced throughout the text.

But, overall, this is a good novel, rock solid even. It answers the gloom and misery and perpetual sense of alienation of postmodernism with a kind of joie de vive in writing and verbiage that would make the likes of Bellow, Updike and Nabokov proud. However, this is not without its problems as more than a few times (especially towards the beginning) Johnson's style choices came off as increasingly twee and even saccharine at times. Hell, there were more than a few moments where I have expected Rutherford Calhoun to burst into an Oklahoma style musical number. Luckily, Johnson learns to rein himself in while maintaining his sense of authorial exuberance, a tricky divide to negotiate and one he does, for the most part (especially closer to the novel's conclusion) with aplomb.

So, this is worth a read, most definitely. Just grin and bear the author's quite frankly dorky predilections for the first fifty or so pages and you will find an incredibly meritorious work just waiting for your appreciation and study. show less

Protagonist Rutherford Calhoun had grown up in Illinois as a slave. His owner provided education and eventually freed him. He traveled to New Orleans where he became a thief. In 1830, when threatened with a forced marriage to settle his debts, he stows away on a ship. After it is too late, he finds out they are headed to Africa to pick up slaves from Senegal and Gambia. He becomes the cook’s assistant.

As the only black man on the ship, Rutherford acts as a liaison between the Africans and show more the crew. One of the Africans has learned some English and serves as a translator. The captain is a tyrant, and during the return trip, the crew plans a mutiny and the slaves plan to revolt. The trip back contains some gruesome scenes. There is an unusual presence in the hold of the ship, taken onboard in Africa, which wreaks havoc on the minds of the captain, sailors, and Africans. (I am unclear on the author’s intent with including this “presence.”)

The Middle Passage of the title is the second leg of the slave trade, where African slaves were taken from their home continent to the Caribbean. In this book it also refers to the passage of Rutherford from his wayward youth to a more knowledgeable adult. It is a combination of picaresque, historical fiction, and social commentary.

Those looking for realistic content should look elsewhere, as there are many anachronisms, coincidences, and improbable events (not to mention the strange “presence.”) For example, the Africans and Rutherford communicate extremely well considering they have only one partially fluent translator. The end of the ship’s journey requires a huge suspension of disbelief. I think the author is telling an adventurous story while also making other philosophical comments about racial issues in America.

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