‘Altamont Augie’ and the War for a Generation’s Soul

                                by Mark Tapso, frontpagemag.com
July 7th 2011                                                                   
                                                                                
         

Altamont Augie
by Richard Barager
Interloper Press, 300 pgs.

“If you can remember the sixties,” quipped Timothy Leary, “you weren’t there.” 
Well, for those who can’t remember, or weren’t ever there, Richard Barager’s 
new novel Altamont Augie thrusts the reader into the torrent of that tumultuous 
era more successfully, and from a more unique perspective, than any I’ve read.

The book’s quirky title holds twofold significance. For anyone who does 
remember the sixties, “Altamont” is somber shorthand for the Altamont Speedway 
Free Festival, a rock concert in late 1969 attended by hundreds of thousands 
and featuring powerhouse bands of the day like the Jefferson Airplane and the 
Rolling Stones, who headlined the show. The concert is most notorious for its 
degeneration into increasing crowd violence, culminating in the stabbing death 
of a drug-fueled, gun-wielding concertgoer by a member of the Hells Angels 
motorcycle gang, whom the Stones had hired for security – all captured on film 
for the documentary Gimme Shelter. Long forgotten is another death at that 
concert – a man was found drowned in an irrigation canal. The victim’s name 
remains unknown, and the mystery of his identity lies at the heart of this 
novel.

“Augie” is a nod to the Saul Bellow classic of American literature, The 
Adventures of Augie March, featuring a character who, in the words of critic 
Norman Podhoretz, “stands for the American dream of the inviolable individual 
who has the courage to resist his culture.” Author Barager’s Augie is David 
Noble, a young man so repulsed by his generation’s descent into a violent, 
irrational anti-Americanism that he impulsively enlists in the Marines to do 
his patriotic part to ensure American victory in the Vietnam War. Little does 
he realize what a trial-by-fire boot camp will be, and that he will find 
himself in a vision of hell to rival the nightmarish work of Hieronymus Bosch, 
at the 1968 battle of Khe Sanh.

After his stint in Vietnam, David returns to his girlfriend Jackie, who runs 
with the radical anti-war crowd, the Marxist-inspired members of the Students 
for a Democratic Society. The SDS strove to tear down America’s democratic 
institutions and support her defeat on the battlefields of Vietnam. David Noble 
now finds himself fighting a war at home as well:

SDS had to be confronted – even if it meant pissing Jackie off. Vietnam was 
being lost not on the battlefield, where the NVA had yet to win a major 
engagement, but at home, on college campuses. Nixon may have won the election, 
but the New Left was winning the fight for public opinion, the drumbeat for 
peace at the expense of victory growing louder by the day. What good was peace 
born from a self-inflicted loss harming national honor? These things matter…

Indeed they do. Just as they still matter now, forty years later, when the 
progressive Left, after waging a similar anti-war crusade against former 
President George W. Bush and the conflicts in Iraq and Afghanistan, has 
succeeded in putting a fellow Alinskyite in the White House.

But back to the book. Liberated but conflicted girlfriend Jackie is sharing 
herself with David’s nemesis Kyle, a subversive SDS ideologue whose 
revolutionary fervor gives her the bravado to challenge her parents’ 
contemptible middle-class existence during dinner one night:

“Kyle and I renounced our white skin privilege,” she blurted out during 
blueberry pie à la mode.

Her father’s hand froze in midair, his fork never making his mouth. “You 
renounced what? What kind of privilege?”

“White…skin…privilege. What you and I benefit from, socio-economic advantage 
because of the color of our skin.”

Her mother bowed her head and made the sign of the cross. Her father put his 
fork down and glared. “The only socio-economic advantage I ever enjoyed was my 
willingness to work the night shift at Great Northern Railroad to put myself 
through college. And the only socio-economic advantage you enjoy is my 
willingness to work sixty hours a week at a law firm to put you through 
college. Trust me, tuition doesn’t come with a white-skin discount.”

Undaunted by this rebuttal, Jackie follows radical Kyle cross-country to the 
San Francisco Bay Area, where they become involved with the violent Weathermen 
and Black Panthers. David Noble pursues them both, and the tension in this 
passionate love triangle, as well as the ideological struggle between David and 
Kyle, climax in tragedy and redemption at the Altamont concert itself – along 
with a stunning final revelation.

Dr. Barager is a kidney specialist who bills himself as “the literary doctor,” 
and not without justification. Although a first-time novelist, he has an 
accomplished style and a strong sense of how to propel a story and to create 
well-rounded, sympathetic characters. Barager has breathed new life and an 
intellectual depth into a period too often stereotyped and romanticized in 
fiction. In his blog about the book’s politics, the author claims to have 
striven for neutrality and balance; but refreshingly, he neither ridicules 
conservative values and traditions, nor glorifies the counterculture.

To immerse the reader even more deeply in its ‘60s zeitgeist, the book actually 
includes a song playlist to help set the mood while reading, featuring iconic 
hits from the late-sixties like “Eight Miles High,” “Sunshine of Your Love,” 
and one of the most unlikely chart-toppers ever, “The Ballad of the Green 
Berets.” (The songs can all be accessed on Barager’s website.) A short 
bibliography is appended as well, including such enlightening volumes about the 
era as Destructive Generation: Second Thoughts About the Sixties, by Peter 
Collier and David Horowitz.

“The past is never dead,” William Faulkner once wrote. “It’s not even past.” 
The 1960s have impacted American history probably more than any other decade of 
the twentieth century. The ugliness of Altamont drew a dark curtain on the 
utopian Age of Aquarius, but the culture clash which that era spawned still 
rages today, a battle for the past and future of this nation’s soul. An 
historical novel this may be, but Altamont Augie simultaneously manages to read 
like a literary classic while crackling with contemporary resonance.

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