“It had become protocol to open any community event or council meeting with a smudge.”
“This protocol had once been forbidden, outlawed by the government and shunned by the church. When the ancestors of these Anishinaabe people were forced to settle in this unfamiliar land, distant from their traditional home near the Great Lakes, their culture withered under the pressure of the incomers’ Christianity. The white authorities displaced them far to the north to make way for towns and cities.”
Cornelius Ryan coined a phrase that seems to appropriately describe the fragility of life on a northern Ontario Anishinaabe reservation, “a bridge too far” – too far to receive full benefit of modern amenities such as schools, hospitals, roads, consistent communications, internet, postal service, and even availability of basic commodities and services such as food, groceries and clothing, but also too far away from their own language, heritage and culture to fully maintain the dwindling skills of what used to be a formidable hunter-gatherer society. In MOON OF THE CRUSTED SNOW, Canadian author Waubgeshig Rice explores what happens in a post-apocalyptic world where that bridge to civilization, as fragile and as tenuous as it was when it existed, collapses utterly – complete power failure, total communications blackout, no internet, no telephone, no television, no delivery of any goods or commodities, no fuel.
As one might expect in any such novel, the reader is met with a complete spectrum of actions and reactions – heroism, cowardice, bravery, courage, violence, fear, hope, despair, doubt, greed, generosity, leadership, withdrawal and, of course, more than a few deaths under a myriad of related circumstances. Put all of these circumstances into the unfamiliar melting pot of a northern Ontario aboriginal culture and add in the unwelcome ingredient of a belligerent white man who arrives seeking safe haven from the destruction, violence and ugliness he describes as happening in the “outside” white man’s world and, well, you’ve got the makings of a gripping novel that you won’t be putting down for many breathers!
Some readers may feel the ultimate necessity to participate in and to rely on your family and community may have relevance to survival in a post-apocalyptic modern white community. Some may not. I certainly do and, as a fond outdoors lover, the metaphor of the late winter difficulties of walking on, into or through, top-crusted, heavy, deep, wet snow before a much needed spring recovery can be expected is not lost on me.
Highly recommended.
Paul Weiss