Welcome home, Mrs. Mortimer (National Post, June 08, 2005)


Summer reading lists are sprouting in the weekend newspapers. Everything sounds beguiling, so how does one choose? I'm sometimes lucky judging books by their cover. For example, my latest purchase, irresistibly entitled Vile France, delivers everything the short title promises.

But when it comes to stereotyping other countries, a newly reprinted trilogy of travel books shows we're mere amateurs compared to our 19th-century forebears.

The book, The Clumsiest People in Europe: Mrs. Mortimer's Bad-Tempered Guide to the Victorian World, puts up for ridicule Favell Lee Mortimer, a British eccentric who specialized in the moral and patriotic education of children -- a task she saw fit to accomplish by cataloguing the alleged character deficiencies of countries she never visited.

In an elegantly written New Yorker profile of Mrs. Mortimer, the trilogy's editor, Todd Pruzan, offers a commentary on her life and times. Pruzan is in outlook a postmodern liberal, and nothing pleases one of his type more than the methodical public flogging of a sinner against Political Correctness.

And oh, what an easy target is Mrs. Mortimer! The profusion of prejudice culled from her "travel" writings is damning: Italians are "ignorant and wicked"; the Spanish "cruel, and Sullen and revengeful"; the Jews in Poland "are very troublesome ... They follow travelers about, offering to help them, and will not go away when they are told." The Portuguese are "indolent, like the Spaniards."

"I think it would almost make you sick to go to church in Iceland." In China, it is "a common thing to stumble over the bodies of dead babies in the streets."

The chauvinistic Mrs. Mortimer was so egregiously bigoted that her views were considered extreme even by Victorian contemporaries. Yet, as Pruzan wonderingly reports, she was immensely popular both in England and abroad. Her most successful title, The Peep of Day; or a Series of the Earliest Religious Instruction the Infant Mind is Capable of Receiving, sold a million copies in 38 languages -- including Cree and Ojibwa!

On the whole, Pruzan's lively deconstruction of the life and writings of Mrs. Mortimer is a fascinating diversion. Then Pruzan takes it to a more serious, moralistic level. As his exposition slides into pontification, he tells us he was at first "startled" by Mrs. Mortimer's derision of other nations, then "unsettled" and finally "queasy." A troubled Pruzan ends his piece on a more-in-sorrow-than-anger note: "Take heart ... Evolution takes time." We are to conclude that bigotry, once such a serious problem that whole peoples might be dismissed with a poisonous hiss, is in its final stages of being torn down -- by enlightened liberals like himself.

But Pruzan has missed half the story: Bigotry was not eradicated by modern liberalism. Liberals have simply stood Mrs. Mortimer's template on its head.

Mrs. Mortimer felt pride in her British and Christian identity, and used her unlimited freedom of speech to be as offensive and ignorant as she pleased in regard to those cultures she considered inferior. (Indeed, she did not spare even her own: "The English are not very pleasant in company," she wrote, "because they do not like strangers." Who can argue?)

We, by contrast, feel guilty about our cultural blessings, so permit ourselves -- nay, are encouraged by our intellectual elites -- to speak offensively about icons of our now-detested heritage, known as "the Patriarchy": white European-descent heterosexual males, social conservatives, the Bible, Christians and George W. Bush. Drop by your local university faculty club and you can hear all of these denounced with a tone, sweep and meanness that would not be out of place in The Peep of Day.

Our self-imposed speech codes forbid criticism, even -- perhaps especially -- where warranted, of people and symbols designated as 'the Other': women, gays, Muslims, the Koran, natives, and non-whites. In omitting any reference to this code from his article, Pruzan reveals himself as blind to his own era's prejudices as Mrs. Mortimer was to hers.

Mrs. Mortimer's scolding condescension -- in Sweden, "the cottages are uncomfortable" -- isn't a patch for ugliness on the diatribes we Western democracies tolerate out of self-hate. Amnesty International irresponsibly identifies Guantanamo as "the gulag of our times." Matthew Coon Come denounces Canada as a land infected with "structural racism." Former immigration minister Elinor Caplan dubs the Canadian Alliance a "party of prominent bigots and racists." Michael Moore describes Americans as "the dumbest people on the planet." Noam Chomsky declares recent American presidents "either outright war criminals or involved in serious war crimes." In any left-wing European newspaper, one may see Israel savaged regularly with accusations of apartheid, Naziism and genocide.

To today's readers, Mrs. Mortimer's 1855 insularity and naivete make her "inadvertently hilarious" -- to quote the publisher's blurb. Who will be inadvertently hilarious for their insularity and naivete to readers in 2155? New Yorker liberals of 2005, who saw the motes in others' eyes, but not the log in their own, methinks.
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