San Jose Mercury News
May 3 2009
Review: Incongruity, culture clash and constant change shape the
California of Arax’s ‘West of the West"
By Richard Rayner
Los Angeles Times
Posted: 05/03/2009 12:01:00 AM PDT
The title of Mark Arax’s collection of reportage "West of the West"
comes from Theodore Roosevelt, who famously said: "When I am in
California, I am not in the West, I am west of the West." Roosevelt’s
remark helped create our idea of a state that is not only golden and
opportunity-filled but somehow beyond everywhere else, wherein
experience and social experiment happen in ways that are unto
themselves and constantly surprising.
Arax explores the contemporary manifestations of this idea, showing us
intimate dramas that arise from the tussles among the larger external
forces of landscape, family, immigration, politics and economics. In
"Legend of Zankou," an Armenian rotisserie chicken magnate dons a
white silk suit he hasn’t worn for 20 years, then drives across
Glendale near downtown Los Angeles to kill his mother, his sister and
then himself. In "The Agent," Arax profiles James Wedick Jr., an FBI
agent turned private eye, fighting for the chance to testify on behalf
of two Pakistani Muslims who stand accused in the first terrorism
trial in California. The authorities think (hope) they’ve busted an
al-Qaida cell in Lodi, population 60,000, a farming town at the far
northern edge of the San Joaquin Valley. In reality, Wedick tells
Arax, they’ve found the neighborhood ice cream man and his sad
cherry-packer son guilty of little more than stupidity and railroaded
by a dubious interrogation process.
Arax’s anger and the intense subtleties of his writing thrive on this
sort of incongruity. In "Highlands of Humboldt," he travels to
Northern California’s Lost Coast, where 80 percent of the economy is
driven by the growing of marijuana, a ganja culture that has grown
brazenly since the passing of Proposition 215 in 1996. Proposition 215
legalized cannabis for medical use, but the growers still fear a
federal bust, likely to arrive in the shape of "cars, trucks,
all-terrain vehicles, three-wheelers, a mobile communications center,"
roaring up the hillsides.
Here, Arax explores the clash between the "hippie movement with its
small-scale marijuana gardens" and full-on industrial growers, who
look like hippies, too, but may have a Ferrari stashed beside the
beat-up four-wheel drive. "Weed is a spiritual experience here," says
one redneck Rasta, contrasting what he does with the industrial-style
combines. "We grow it in a sustainable way. We grow it in backyards
using the sun. To the north is hill country. They do it big, out in
the middle of nowhere. They build these huge indoor houses and use
diesel generators to keep the lights burning. They’re grease monkeys."
At the heart of this examination is the notion of culture clash. "This
wasn’t the California I learned as a kid," Arax writes. "No missions
here, no padres with rawhide whips, no neophyte natives planting the
first vineyards and wheat fields and digging the first irrigation
canals."
But Arax’s experience of the state has been darkened for a long
time. He grew up in Fresno, where, one night in 1972, his father was
shot to death. Arax’s first book, "In My Father’s Name," explored the
event and its aftershock. When that book was published in 1996, the
murder was unsolved; here, in an epilogue, Arax describes how the
killers finally were found, and he confronts the woman who set the
slaying in motion. It’s charged and highly moving stuff, almost like a
James Crumley novel in miniature ‘ but painfully real.
His father’s death turned Arax into a writer and defined the kind of
relentless, troubled and troubling reporter he has become. The feeling
of something deep and personal binds the disparate pieces in "West of
the West." Much of the material here originally appeared (in a
different form) in the Los Angeles Times, where Arax was a staff
reporter for many years. Arax mourns what has happened to the paper in
the digital age, reserving particular venom for the slashing of the
magnificent newsroom by "carpetbaggers from Chicago." On this subject,
as elsewhere, he goes at events with the fierce bulldog tenacity that
is one of his trademarks.
Sometimes, as in "The Summer of the Death of Hilario Guzman," a more
novelistic complexity is revealed. "He had a job that paid twenty
cents for every tray of Thompson grapes he picked and laid out in the
105 degree sun to make raisins. In the two harvests since the family
left Oaxaca in the spring of 2003, he had never made the minimum wage,
never picked more than 250 trays, $50, in a ten hour day," Arax
writes, describing the grueling labor Hilario Guzman put in before he
flipped his car and was killed. In the end, Guzman’s story becomes a
frame for a panoramic portrait of the complex and contradictory
relationship between immigrant workers and the Central Valley farming
economy that they drive.
Arax roams California, but his writing feels most rooted in the vast
plain that stretches from Los Angeles to San Francisco. "Into the
vine’s thick curtain," he writes, "they dove on hands and knees, gnats
flying in their faces and sulfur dust choking their lungs. Had a
stranger come upon the field just then, he would have seen the vines
shaking violently, but by what sustained force he wouldn’t be able to
tell. Not until he walked right in, bent low, and stuck his nostrils
in the ferment would he know that it was a farmworker, no more than
five and a half feet tall, slashing inside the green canopy. Baked
earth, dried leaves, black widow webs, and mildewed berries stuck to
the sugar juice splattered on his skin."
Arax is trying to put his finger on the shifting nature of the place
where he grew up and to which, as an adult, he returned. Occasionally,
his politics can sound a little shrill, but like all good reporters,
he has the knack of putting us there, fixing an era and making us
reassess our relationship to an economic and geographic landscape that
never stops changing.
Nonfiction
TITLE: "West of the West: Dreamers, Believers, Builders, and Killers
in the Golden State"
AUTHOR: Mark Arax
PUBLISHER: Public Affairs
PRICE: $26.95; PAGES: 350
BOOKSIGNING: 7 p.m. Friday at Book Passage, 51 Tamal Vista Blvd.,
Corte Madera. 415-927-0960
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