I have long accepted the need to remedy or at least balance the traditional canon in literature, and I guess I’ve had a vague idea that the same thing should be done in history, but from the beginning, Frankopan makes this necessity both specific and compelling. I understand the requirement to study American History (though when it ‘starts’ and ‘ends’ is always of interest), but why do we require students to study the history of Europe more than any other place? I know it’s likely because that story eventually ends in the United States. Frankopan, though, makes the convincing case, that to understand history, we shouldn’t look to England (for example), but to places whose names carry different weight now in our studies. And this weight, Frankopan demonstrates, is in large part due to our own blunders there. I’m talking about Baghdad, Iran, etc., the true center of the world.
In addition to seeking to persuade us that we need to reorient ourselves away from the United States and towards the true center of the world, Frankopan recounts the attempts at globalization that existed long before the internet, namely roads. The history of the world, Frankopan contends, can be understood by who has had safe access to and therefore control over resources all over the world.
This is, to borrow the blurb from The Wall Street Journal that graces the cover, “a rare book that makes you question your assumptions about the world.” It also made me question the range of my own education (and the reason for that limited range). There is so much I do not know.