THE PASSING PARADE No.1
A random
series on experiences and conversations in my journalism career. All the people
involved were spoken to face-to-face in interviews but some extra material by
way of background may have been added to round out the experience, especially
when looking back a considerable number of years.
JAMES A
MICHENER
It was one
of those moments when opportunity jumped out of the pages of a newspaper. All
newspaper offices hold exchange copies of other publications whether locally,
nationally or internationally. Often on slow news days a perusal of other
newspapers could provide an idea for a local angle to be developed.
On this
occasion, in early 1976, it was a brief mention that James A. Michener would be
returning to New Zealand as part of the American bi-centennial celebrations
during which he would be giving some public lectures, mainly in Auckland and
Wellington that caught the eye. But there was also a reference that he hoped to
do some travel in the South Island.
As a young
general reporter on The Southland Times, in my third year on the job, I
recognised it might be worthwhile contacting the Department of Internal
Affairs, the government organisation hosting the legendary writer. So I sent
off a letter, duly receiving a reply that Michener would be in Invercargill and
would be available for a chat.
Never had so
much preparation been done for an interview. My first contact with the Michener
method had been his book The Drifters which struck a chord, as it would for
many who grew up through those memorable 1960s. I had also most recently completed
Centennial, parts of Rascals in Paradise, and had consumed The Fires of Spring,
The Bridges at Toko-ri, The Bridge at Andau, Kent State: What Happened and Why
and A Michener Miscellany.
In most
instances these were not small books but they had a captivating quality that
got right inside the subject matter.
So the
moment arrived, at Invercargill's Kelvin Hotel, right next door to The
Southland Times as it happens. Introductions were duly made and the folder was
opened with a set of questions laid out. First things first, what on Earth had
made him come to Invercargill? Having
been born and bred in Southland there was an awareness that not a lot of interesting
people tended to visit.
However, it
turned out that during his youth when studying in Scotland on a scholarship,
Michener had visited a town on the west coast of Scotland known as Oban, and he
wanted to visit the other Oban that he was aware of, on Stewart Island, across
Foveaux Strait from Bluff, just to the south of Invercargill.
"I'd
sooner come to Invercargill than go to a tourist spot. It's not majestic, or a
great centre, but I have always been interested in it," he said. "I'm
a trained observer. I love the world, and I have an affinity for what is going
on in it."
But with the
niceties aside, it was into his writing and its development. His experience in
naval aviation with the US Navy in World War Two first exposed him to the South
Pacific and its stories, most notably represented through South Pacific which
became a top flight Rogers and Hammerstein musical and film.
That was
followed a semi-biographical novel titled The Fires of Spring. Hawaii became
another movie from his books and then he spread his wings with books like
Caravans and The Source.
And then, of
course, The Drifters.
"Pamplona
was where it all started. My wife and I would go there and sit in a public
square for a while and then young kids would find out who I was and start
talking to me and firing questions at me. We would talk and argue over points.
I learned while I was talking with these youths."
From that he
developed the plot line of a story which caught the spirit of the youth of the
age, unsettled and revolutionary as it may have been but also questioning and
enquiring, an aspect that Michener appreciated – it was his own modus operandi.
Michener was
also a patriot and at the time in the post-Watergate years he commented that
while the US had enormous opportunities to accomplish good she contained within
herself the seeds of her own destruction.
"This
is more true now than when I wrote it. The day could well come when Japan could
exist as a homogenous nation while the United States could have blown apart
into four or five regions. [He wasn't far off the mark, replace Japan with China
and you see his point.]
"We in
the United States are a disparate society, with different religions and races.
If everything goes bad we could fall apart," he said.
There were
parallels in his observations of those days with modern America. He described
the experience of Watergate which was notable for, as he put it, 'the actions
of unelected men around the President, Richard Nixon' as being 'pretty
frightening in a democracy'.
He hadn't
been impressed by the influx of students into journalism courses as a result of
it – that was leading to a lot of scandal-mongering as everyone tried to
emulate Woodward and Bernstein, the journalists who broke the Watergate
break-in.
His
observations about a potential role for New Zealand in the future of the world
were also interesting.
Keeping in
mind the alarming rate at which the world population was increasing, he said
Australia and New Zealand would have to deal in their own ways with the
burgeoning population in Asia.
"It may
be New Zealand's destiny to provide a surplus of educated people to emigrate
overseas and pass on what they have learned," he said. New Zealand had a
very good education system which produced an 'extraordinary' number of
graduates who were literate compared to the US where people were leaving
college unable to read or write.
Sadly our
time was over at that point. Michener's wife Mari, and his Dept. Of Internal
Affairs minder were conscious of the fact he had not long before suffered a
heart attack and was on a prescribed programme which meant he had used up his
time and would have to conclude the interview.
But the
memory, as they say, lingers on. It was easy to understand why Michener had
been able to relate to people of all ages in going about his work. His reasoned
responses to questions, his friendliness and his basic class towards a young
journalist setting out on the road was an example that has never been
forgotten. Scouring through yesterday's newspapers from other regions had
proven its worth yet again.