David McCullough in conversation with Kenneth Whyte
A: I grew up with stories. My father was a wonderful storyteller. He enjoyed the person he was telling the story about, some character who did something odd or had figures of speech. He was a salesman and he met all kinds of people, from going down into coal mines to calling on the executives of the Pittsburgh Plate Glass Company. I grew up with three brothers, and we all loved the stories of days past when there had been floods or fires or some adventure that he’d been on or knew about. I’m not quoting exactly, but E.M. Forster said, “If I tell you the king died and then the queen died, that’s a sequence of events. If I tell you the king died and the queen died of grief, that’s a story.” So it’s understanding the human equations involved, and I particularly have always liked plays, movies, novels where plot derives from character rather than outside forces. All my books, not just this one, are about a journey.
A: Their journey, how they come out of this catastrophe. Right after that book, one publisher wanted me to do the Chicago fire and another wanted me to do the San Francisco earthquake. I was hardly out of the gate as a writer, being typecast as Bad News McCullough, but in fact I was searching for a symbol of affirmation. I know that we human beings can be very short-sighted, irresponsible, stupid, but that we aren’t always. So I wanted [a subject] that was admirable, noble, and has stood the test of time. That’s when I did The Great Bridge . The [builders of the Brooklyn bridge] did it right, and against horrific odds and all manner of unexpected problems, and human frailty, human greed, human deceit. Out of that gilded age rose this magnificent accomplishment, which is still the primary symbol for the city of New York. When 9/11 happened, the very next morning, front-page photograph in the Times don’t know how it’s going to turn out. I like to talk about the hinge of history. And as often as not, it goes one way or the other because of a person or a group of people and how they respond, what they are willing to endure, what ingenuity they have. What they’ve made. I’m not a sports fan, and there are probably all kinds of reasons for that, but when the game’s over, what have you accomplished? And why do people have to walk for cancer? Why don’t they make
A: How much I learned. I knew nothing about August St. Gaudens, I knew very little about Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr., I’d never heard of Elizabeth Blackwell, on and on. And I really do care about music and art and architecture, and feel it’s a mistake to teach history, write history, leaving all that out. History isn’t just politics and the military. Sometimes what lasts the longest is the architecture, the art, the poetry.
Casey Anthony, Not Guilty, But the System Worked Because the Jury ...
Jury verdicts are subjective and, therefore, cannot be wrong. ¹
We all agree in advance that whatever the collective subjective opinion of the jury is we will accept it.
You can’t retract that acceptance merely because you don’t like the result.
The system worked today in the Casey Anthony case regardless of whether or not we agree with the verdict.
Footnotes :
¹ This, of course, assumes an honest jury . And it is, of course, possible to have an unfair trial. But verdicts themselves, if rendered by juries composed of honest men and women, cannot be wrong. This is the truth of it all. The system decides if a person is guilty beyond reasonable doubt. There was a lot of doubt in this case. The media presented it as a completed decision that Casey was guilty and all we needed was the right to hang her for it. But the truth is that she wasn’t proven guilty over the last three years and hasn’t been proven guilty in a court of law. It is only the opinion of the newscasters and viewers that have found her guilty. And let’s hope we can all have the benefit of the doubt that was given to Casey and not be tried and convicted by public opinion. Many do not agree with this verdict. But it IS the verdict, as you say, and so Casey was found not guilty of these crimes.
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