A
Canticle for Leibowitz
Walter M. Miller, Jr.
There are some books that have achieved the status
of being a classic without anyone being able to satisfactorily
explain why the work demands to be read. The Scarlet Letter
and Lord of the Flies jump immediately to mind. A Canticle
for Leibowitz demands to be read because Walter Miller speaks
through his characters on a number of universal issues --
euthanasia, abortion, the differences between men and animals, and
the conflict between the Book of Nature and the Book of God.
A Canticle for Leibowitz, though, is also really good
writing, all the way through. Even if you don't necessarily agree
with Abbot Zerchi's views on the evils of mercy killing, as he
relays them in the section entitled Fiat Voluntas Tua, you will have
to agree that his argument is well-stated, and that his character
and the situation are perfectly believable.
I'm ahead of myself by about 300 pages, so let me try to begin at
the beginning. A Canticle for Leibowitz is divided into three
sections, each of which takes us further into the future. The first
section, Fiat Homo, is set several hundred years in the future --
several hundred years from the devastation of a nuclear holocaust,
which is given by Mr. Miller as having occurred in the early 1960's.
Civilization is gone, and the survivors have systematically
purged themselves of all doctors, scientists, and men of learning.
Anyone with knowledge of the old ways is seen as a reminder of the
people who brought the devastation in the first place. The church
has become, once again, the storehouse of ancient knowledge, with
its monks memorizing books and transcribing the pitiful remains of
book print into illuminated manuscripts. Leibowitz is a figure from
the early days following the holocaust. He is a booklegger -- a man
who moves books from place to place at great peril to his personal
safety. At some point he is caught and executed slowly. The church
has made him a martyr, and the Albertian Order of Leibowitz is in
the process of trying to make him a saint.
As A Canticle for Leibowitz begins, one of the newest
members of the Order of Leibowitz, Brother Francis Gerard of Utah,
is out in the Great Salt Lake fasting. He is bemoaning the fact that
he cannot find a rock in the shape of an hourglass that will fit a
space in the roof of his shelter. An old man wanders down the road
toward him, and after a bit of sparring, the old man decides that he
will find a right-fitting rock for Francis, in gratitude for some
information that Francis has supplied. Francis eventually stumbles
across the rock that the old man has left his mark on, and upon
removing it, discovers he has stumbled upon an old bomb shelter.
Briefly, certain artifacts are uncovered outside the shelter that
may well have belonged to Leibowitz. There is even talk among the
lesser members of the order that Francis may have encountered
Leibowitz himself -- talk which infuriates the monastery's abbot,
who sees the possible negative implications of an order of monks
happening upon a cache of saintly artifacts at the exact moment it
is bidding for its founder's Canonization.
I'll leave the summarization here. Suffice it to say that Brother
Francis spends the better part of fifteen years making a
gold-leafed, illuminated version of a blue-print found in a box
believed to have been used by Isaac Leibowitz. On the trip to New
Rome, Francis has his life's work taken from him by a highwayman.
There is certainly a parallel here with those many people today
who are spending their lives doing jobs they don't fully understand,
for people who don't appreciate it, and who wake up one day to
discover their talent and the better part of their lives have been
stolen from them. (I've just been told that this happens, of
course).
Fiat Lux, the second part of Mr. Miller's book, takes another
large leap into the future, to a time when the church is no longer
just a recording society, and has become quite active in applied
science. Very rightly, Mr. Miller shows the seductive power of
technology.
Brother Kornhoer has developed a dynamo capable of producing a
light of stupendous power. As he descends into the monastery
basement for a demonstration, he states "Dixitque Deus: 'FIAT
LUX.'" Moments later, when he is lightly electrocuted, he
shouts "Lucifer!...ortus est et primo die." Even those
readers with no Latin will grasp that Brother Kornhoer has moved
from an invocation from God to a Satanic oath in the space of a
moment, with the electric dynamo acting as the bridge.
Much like an ark for a covenant between man and some new god of
man's making, the dynamo has a tendency to maim its keepers, and
works by principles that are grasped only in a revelatory fashion --
not through any firm empiricism.
In Fiat Voluntas Tua, the third and final section of A
Canticle for Leibowitz, men have reached the stars and are
colonizing the planets that circle them. But men have also come full
circle in that the planet Earth is once again threatened with
nuclear holocaust. I won't be so crass as to give away the ending,
except to say that I thoroughly enjoyed it without understanding
half of what was going on. Who knows? Maybe that's another guideline
for knowing that this work is very rightly considered classic
literature.
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