Google opened this morning with a tribute to Jonas Salk, the developer of the first inactivated polio virus vaccine on what would have been his 100th birthday. I'm old enough to remember polio scares--no swimming, no crowds, no fun during the summer--and the relief apparent on our parents' faces when a vaccine was found.
But it is very easy to forget just what a mysterious threat the disease was, which is one reason it's worth reading Philip Roth's Nemesis now. The book is told from the point of view of a man who'd been a kid during a polio epidemic in New Jersey during World War II. His idol and mentor was a teacher who apparently carries the disease to a summer camp before succumbing himself. Both the narrator, who also get it, and the teacher carry with them years of suffering and struggle post-polio--and its consequences.
The tone is naive at first, as befits the observations of a boy, but becomes increasingly nuanced and philosophical as the story progresses. Roth says that he doesn't write books of philosophy but the question of responsiblity--and the teacher is haunted all his life by the suspicion that he was an agent of death--and the unfairness of life is paramount. An example: "He was struck by how lives diverge and by how powerless each of us is
up against the force of circumstance. And where does God figure in
this?”
One of the things notable about the story is the implicit comparison between mainstream religion (in this case moderate Judaism) and a kind of primitive magic (a made-up Native American ritual that is part of the camp's schtick). Roth seems to be saying that there isn't much difference, in the end.
Also striking is the way the narrator is able to build a reasonably good life for himself even though he is badly damaged by polio but the teacher remains mired in a sort of noble self-pity. Roth introduces the possiblity of individual choice and will into the equation.
Polio is a thing of the past throughout much of the world now (only in Pakistan does it seem to be markedly on the increase.) But Roth's novel is a good and deceptively simple read that raises a host of concerns that we all must consider.
That's Salk in the photo on the right, and Roth on the left, in case you hadn't guessed.
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