10 March 2008

"Plagiarizing Other People's Trauma" ?

A middle class white female, Margaret Seltzer (a.k.a. Margaret B. Jones), was raised in a California suburb. She attended an Episcopalian school, and went on to spend some time at the University of Oregon. At some point, she decided to assume a new identity. She claimed Native American ancestry, that she grew up in South Central L. A., that she was passed from foster family to foster family, that she was a drug-runner for a notorious gang, and so on. Then Seltzer publishes her “experiences” as Love and Consequences.

This last week, Seltzer’s sister revealed that the story is fraudulent. Seltzer concocted everything she related as lived experience; she even made up an anti-gang foundation that she claims to be associated with (and publicized on the book’s jacket). And no, she did not graduate from the University of Oregon with a degree in Ethnic Studies.

People are outraged--but for differing reasons. I offer two opinion pieces of the work (there are hundreds available, of course--see Google--but I found these intriguing):

Stolen Suffering," by Daniel Mendelsohn at The New York Times, argues that Seltzer has appropriated people’s pain for psychological and financial benefit (this blog post's title comes from Mendelsohn's article).

Fine Line Separates Memoir, Novel” by Gordon Sayre, at The Register-Guard (Eugene, OR), argues that what matters is whether the work is well-researched, that Selzter communicates on behalf of excluded voices, and that we might consider why we want to read about other people’s pain.

So then, is it only a matter of marketing here? Or has Seltzer done more than misfire in presenting Love and Consequences as an autobiography? Has she committed some great intellectual, social, or cultural sin? Is authenticity important?
More on this later.

2 comments:

Regina said...

The whole "excluded voices" line is crap anyway. I'm from the area she wrote about. There are quite a few people from hip-hop artists to magazines that talk about South Central L.A. No, Chris Cadwell blows that up when he wrote:

"She told an interviewer that her inner-city friends had said: "You should speak for us because nobody else is going to let us in to talk." But this, as it turned out, was self-delusion. It was Ms Seltzer who needed black gangstas to make her voice heard, not the other way around. People are intensely interested in the inner lives of American inner-city gang members. Rap music, the vehicle through which those inner lives are most plainly visible, has a large paying following in virtually every country in the world. The same cannot be said of the cultural products of white, middle-class creative-writing students from the San Fernando Valley."

Call me a nutbag, but I just think if it's a memoir, then make sure you're telling the truth. Many who've commented on this story have said that sometimes authors will forget details and get some things wrong, but authenticity is important. We all know names and circumstances might get changed to protect the author or the subjects.

However, Sayre's essay just seems to be a feeble attempt at saving face either for himself, as he admits to being duped by Seltzer too, or maybe even Seltzer's. Seeing a lit professor defend fraud on such a scale actually baffles me.

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