Seek: Reports from the Edges of America and Beyond


Part political disquisition, part travel journal, part self-exploration, Seek is a collection of essays and articles in which Denis Johnson essentially takes on the world.And not an obliging, easygoing world either; but rather one in which horror and beauty exist in such proximity that they might well be interchangeable. Where violence and poverty and moral transgression go unchecked, even unnoticed. A world of such wild, rocketing energy that, grasping it, anything at all is ...

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Part political disquisition, part travel journal, part self-exploration, Seek is a collection of essays and articles in which Denis Johnson essentially takes on the world.And not an obliging, easygoing world either; but rather one in which horror and beauty exist in such proximity that they might well be interchangeable. Where violence and poverty and moral transgression go unchecked, even unnoticed. A world of such wild, rocketing energy that, grasping it, anything at all is possible.

Whether traveling through war-ravaged Liberia, mingling with the crowds at a Christian Biker rally, exploring his own authority issues through the lens of this nation's militia groups, or attempting to unearth his inner resources while mining for gold in the wilds of Alaska, Johnson writes with a mixture of humility and humorous candor that is everywhere present.

With the breathtaking and often haunting lyricism for which his work is renowned, Johnson considers in these pieces our need for transcendence. And, as readers of his previous work know, Johnson's path to consecration frequently requires a limning of the darkest abyss. If the path to knowledge lies in experience, Seek is a fascinating record of Johnson's profoundly moving pilgrimage.

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In these vivid and discrete pieces, novelist Denis Johnson takes us to the Liberian civil war, to a meeting of tight-lipped paramilitary members not far from Ruby Ridge, and to a surging revival meeting of Christian Evangelicals.
Michael Herr
There isn't an American voice I love listening to more than Denis Johnson's.
Ted Conover
There is a special pleasure in seeing a writer of Denis Johnson's caliber try something that is not his specialty. . . . [E]ven his failures intrigue; and when he succeeds, the results can be spectacular.
New York Times Book Review
From The Critics
Many of the more powerful pieces in this nonfiction collection of essays from the celebrated author of the phantasmagoric Jesus' Son explore faraway regions that have been besieged by atrocity—regions to which the American public might prefer to remain blind. But unlike Johnson's fiction, which probes the depths of human experience, his reporting too often skirts the surface, with the writer casting himself as an outsider, frequently a confused or bumbling one. Like a jittery Joseph Conrad with a drug-addled past, he describes "the deep, primitive terror of History's devouring darkness" in his notes on the Middle East and "the world of cripples and monsters and desperate hope in a mad God" in his writings on Somalia. Some of this collection's most effective pieces concern a biker rally for Jesus, a gathering of hippie tribes and a manhunt for a bomber. What legitimizes this collection is Johnson's refusal to patronize his subjects. Rather than writing from a throne of moral or intellectual superiority, the author muddles through the murk, searching for a ray of redemption.
—Don McLeese

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Library Journal
The author of Jesus' Son and other remarkable novels collects his journalism, which leaps from Liberia to Ruby Ridge to a meeting of Christian Evangelicals. Copyright 2000 Cahners Business Information.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780060930479
  • Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
  • Publication date: 2/28/2002
  • Series: Harper Perennial
  • Edition description: Reprint
  • Pages: 256
  • Sales rank: 482,697
  • Product dimensions: 5.31 (w) x 8.00 (h) x 0.58 (d)

Meet the Author

Denis Johnson is the author of The Name of the World, Already Dead, Jesus' Son, Resuscitation of a Hanged Man, Fiskadoro, The Stars at Noon, and Angels. His poetry has been collected in the volume The Throne of the Third Heaven of the Nations Millennium General Assembly. He is the recipient of a Lannan Fellowship and a Whiting Writer's Award, among many other honors for his work. He lives in northern Idaho.

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Reports from the Edges of America & Beyond

Chapter One

The Civil War in Hell

It's late September and the Liberian civil war has been stalled, at its very climax, for nearly three weeks. The various factions simmer under heavy West African clouds. Charles Taylor and his rebels are over here; they control most of the country and the northern part of the capital, Monrovia — the part where the radio station is, and many nights Taylor harangues his corner of the universe with speeches about who he's killed and who he's going to kill, expectorating figures with a casual generosity that gets him known as a liar, referring to himself as "the President of this nation" and to his archrival as "the late Prince Johnson." Meanwhile Prince Johnson, very much alive, holds most of the capital. Johnson's titles are Field Marshal, Brigadier General, and Acting President of Liberia; "Prince" is just his name. Johnson's men eliminated the president two weeks ago, and they've been roaming the city ever since, exterminating the dead president's soldiers, piling their bodies on the streets — as many as two hundred one night — or scattering them along the beaches. They, the president's decimated Armed Forces of Liberia, occupy a no-man's-land between Taylor's and Johnson's checkpoints, more or less in the middle of the city, a gutted landscape of unrelieved starvation where the dwindling group robs and loots and burns and the skeletal citizens wander, dying of cholera and hunger. In Johnson's sector are stationed about a thousand troops from the ECOWAS — Economic Community of West African States — a sixteen-nation group that has sent thispeacekeeping force to Monrovia with instructions, basically, not to do anything. The ECOWAS forces enjoy a strange alliance with Prince Johnson. Everybody thought they'd arrest him; instead the ECOWAS troops stood by while Johnson's men shot and kidnapped the president, Samuel K. Doe, the first time he set foot outside the executive mansion after several weeks of lying low, and they ducked for cover while Johnson's rebels searched out and killed sixty-four of Doe's bodyguards, hunting from room to room of the ECOWAS headquarters. Meanwhile, two U.S. ships wait offshore with a force of Marines, exasperating everyone by merely floating and floating while the corpses mount...because nobody wants either of the rebels to rule the land, and the only people capable of installing an interim government of reasonable types are the American Marines, for two reasons absurdly obvious to all Liberians: first, because they're Americans, and second, because they're Marines. Liberians don't want another coup like the one in 1980, when Samuel K. Doe, then an army officer, took over and executed the cabinet before TV cameras on the beach. The firing squad was drunk and was obliged, in some cases, to reload and shoot again from closer range.

Doe was of the Krahn, the most rural and deprived of Liberia's tribes, looked down on as uncivilized and often accused of savagery and cannibalism. Suddenly the Krahn were running the place. Doe ruled in a way generally agreed to have been both stupid and cruel. He lasted ten years. Halfway along, Doe weathered a coup attempt. General Quiwonkpa, its leader, was divided into pieces and the pieces were paraded around town, and then, in order to assume the strength of this bold pretender and in front of reliable witnesses, Doe's men ate him. Now, five years later, Doe has fallen at the hands of Prince Johnson. According to Johnson, Doe "died of his wounds."

The first American settlers arrived in Liberia in the 1820s, sponsored by the American Colonization Society, which was founded by President Washington's nephew Bushrod Washington. They were freed American slaves returning to the continent of their origins. In 1847 they founded an independent nation and began more or less legitimately governing the Gio and the Mano and the Krahn. The Americo-Liberians, as the colonists' descendants were called, held sway until 1980 and Doe. As most Liberians see it, their history is wedded to America's. The U.S. enjoys an almost mystical veneration in the region. Liberians don't know that most Americans couldn't guess on which of the seven continents they actually reside, that images of their war have rarely been shown on U.S. television, that their troubles have scarcely been mentioned on U.S. radio. They can't understand why the Americans won't send in troops, or call for an interim government, or offer to host peace talks. They don't understand that among Americans they have no constituency, that even among black congressmen they have few advocates. They don't know why the Americans are making them wait.

West Africa is the land where God came to learn to wait. And then wait a little longer. The Nigerian freighter River 0li has waited eight days now to leave the port of Freetown in Sierra Leone, waited to bring five hundred ECOWAS troops and two hundred tons of rice and canned food to Monrovia. Waited for the rice to come. For the fuel to be found for the ship. For the decision to be made as to who would pay for the fuel. For the slings to be located with which to load the rice. For the man to be found, the man who had the key to the room where the slings were kept. For the decision to be made whether or not to break down the door because the man who had the key couldn't seem to find it. For the door to be forced. For the rice to be loaded. For the soldiers to get on board. For the judgment to be reached that everything was at last in order. For the several prostitutes and two Freetown policewomen to disembark with fond reluctance in the early hours, straightening their wide black belts...

Reports from the Edges of America & Beyond
. Copyright © by Denis Johnson. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.
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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 7, 2001

    Desperately seeking something

    Human beings are pattern-seeking creatures. They love to hone in on a rigid, simple pattern -- even though it is as ill-fitting as Cinderella's slipper was for the stepsisters and even though humans are dynamic, multifaceted creatures that need a dynamic, multifaceted template to follow -- because humans love familiarity even more than they love pattern. Though there are a multitude of patterns to follow to seek meaning and to gain a sense of understanding of the world, human beings have locked onto the pattern of 'God.' I'm not sure what this 'God' may be as there have been at least 2,500 deities concocted and recorded by Homo sapiens over their short span. There are many other patterns out there -- for instance, see any book by Copernicus again -- that would accommodate better human's fluid complexity. Anyway, God is what we latch onto. Denis Johnson travels some of the margins of human society where -- like at the mainstream -- every one is seeking meaning and using 'God' to justify their less than profound and often ignoble acts. If people would like to seek better, more fruitful patterns then religion, this book would be a good place to start.

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