Whites

The perfidy of white politicians is not in themselves as individuals, but in the white DNA. Transports race baiting to new ground, in the old continent.

Norman Rush's Whites is, with one exception, a masterful collection of stories. All of the stories are set in (mostly Southern) Africa and all revolve around moments of intersect and conflict. Rush has a wonderful knack of bringing you into a story with a good amount of exposition; all the prefatory action serves a solid purpose, though: either characterization, context, or establishing what seems like a planned path to the ending. And then he usually subverts it. For instance, in "Bruns," the first story, you think you're getting a slightly cliche but better than standard creative-writing-class-high-academia story about a highly educated woman who too self-consciously calls herself an elite voyeur of the South African people in a seemingly feigned moment of moral and ethical insight. By story's end, you've turned into a voyeur of the whites who are voyeuristically devouring the natives with their eyes and, further, you're pulled into becoming the enthusiastic viewer of the murder of a European. It's a story where objectivity is impossible, and watching, that is, seeing an act proves nothing. Interpretation is all. Thus a smart tale about an anthropologist turn into a highly surprising tale about murder and how reinvention effects communities. This tale is well-crafted, and all its parts finally fall like tumblers in a lock. "Near Pala" tells the story of economically superior whites attempting to absolve themselves of responsibility for the current state and condition of a starving Africa that is also in the midst of severe drought. The climax of the story occurs when a husband forces his wife to go back and retrieve a water bottle she'd thrown out the jeep window to a dizzy mother with child. It is very disturbing and poignant stuff. Rush's only weakness comes in moments of expansiveness. (This has also been the only fault of his new novel, Mortals.) "Thieving," a story in which Rush attempts to narrate from an African character's viewpoint and vernacular is a case in point. It runs twenty-five pages of a collection of stories that is a mere 150 pages long. It's not the mere length that's the problem. The story has far too much exposition in this case for a rather small pay-off when the story picks up the reader's interest again toward the end. That being said, the rest of the stories are brilliant. "Instruments of Seduction" is about whites' fooling and preying upon one another. "Official Americans" is a dazzling tale about a man attempting to take revenge and having his problem resolved in a pitiable but perfectly acceptable way that he is actually very glad to receive. "Alone in Africa" ends the collection on a very powerful note; it's a story in which five characters are perfectly rendered, enacting a scene of connection, comfort, and protection. It is a tale of compassionate fast-thinking that allows a moment of true love to occur. Reasons to read Rush include the appreciation of a master craftsman of the short story, especially if you ap

Rush is an American who lived in Botswana for a number of years, and these stories about expatriate life there bear the ring the authenticity that can only come from personal experience. The stories are slightly linked through shared characters, characters who find themselves changed by Botswana in sometimes surprising ways. Funny and tender, this book is an excellent window into living abroad.

I served in the Peace Corps while Norm Rush was Co-Director of Peace Corps/ Botswana. Norm's book is an excellent protrayal of volunteers and other expatriates. Moreover, it is a terrific read. Although it is "fiction," I recognized all the characters as being "real." Nevertheless, although the book does ring true, it is not a complete portrayal of Peace Corps Volunteers and volunteers from other countries. What Norm doesn't decribe, probably because they are less interesting from a novelist's perspective, are the many volunteers who did their best to learn Setswana (the national language), who did their best to succeed in the culture, and who worked hard every day. Norm's book is excellent, and although fiction, it is an accurate protrayal of expat/ volunteer life, but it is not their whole story.

I tried to read Mating when I was a Peace Corps volunteer in Botswana, but like everyone else I knew, had to put it down because it was such rubbish. When I came back to the US, I was amazed and enthralled with Whites, a collection of lucid and often funny short stories. Mating has little or no foundation in reality (even some of the Setswana words he uses are incorrect or don't exist). Whites is a telling portrayal of expatriate life in Gaborone as it was in the late seventies and early eighties. Even though I lived in Gaborone from '95-'97, some of the stories still rang true to me. Don't waste your time on Mating, this is the book to read.

Norman Rush depicts with wry understanding the place of white diplomats and businessmen in Africa. This collection of stories stands head and shoulders above "Mating", which rambles on forever. Don't let "Mating" put you off -- this is the Norman Rush book to read!