In the beginning there was a
wide-eyed, very impressionable thirteen year-old. And then there was a novel by
British writer Jeffrey Archer.
That pretty much sums up the inauspicious beginnings
of my love for reading. That love was ignited by Archer’s novel “Kane and
Abel”.
“Kane and Abel” was the first “adult” novel I had
read. By adult I mean that which is not Hardy Boys, Valley High or Nancy Drew
(yes, I did get to read the latter two). I was immediately tantalized and drawn
to the labyrinthine world created by Archer in that novel. That world still
stays in my mind to this day. For a young person reading his first novel which
was not a “for-young-adults”, the “Kane and Abel” story of two bitter business
rivals and their respective tumultuous pasts had me totally enthralled. I am
still enthralled by the beautiful story until now, that is why “Kane and Abel”
is one of my favorite books.
“Kane and Abel” is the poignant story of William
Lowell Kane and Abel Rosnovski— the former born with the proverbial silver
spoon to an aristocratic and wealthy Boston banking family; the latter, a
dirt-poor Polish immigrant with an extremely fierce determination. These two
protagonists crossed paths, starting a competition where the fervent desire of
each one is the ultimate destruction of the other.
The saga spanned several decades with world
events—from the First World War to the Second World War to various American
presidential elections even including the assassination of John F. Kennedy—serving
as a colorful backdrop to the brewing personal conflict between Kane and Abel.
The two eponymous characters’ conflict sparked when Abel, who was then a
struggling hotelier who had undergone the ravages of prison camps in
German-controlled Poland,
blamed Kane for the suicide of Abel’s closest businessman-friend, Davis Leroy.
Their
conflict came to a climax when, aside from the business maneuverings and
personal stratagems to destroy each other’s empires and reputations, Kane’s son
Richard and Abel’s daughter Florentyna fell in love, eloped, and married—
despite their respective father’s nascent forbiddance and consequent
infuriation and shock.
Both
men were obstinate in their stance for non-reconciliation— and their personal
vendettas continued.
Unknown
however to them, each man had helped the other—in business and in their
personal lives—at one point in time or another. Unknown to Kane, it was Abel
who saved his life when he (Kane) volunteered as a soldier during the Second
World War while Abel also served as part of the paramedical team. It was Abel
who carried Kane to the army headquarters to be treated when Kane was hit by
enemy bullets, almost blind and on the throes of death in Luddendorf, Germany.
Unknown
to Abel Rosnovski, William Lowell Kane was the unknown backer when Abel’s hotel
chain, which he inherited from very close friend Davis Leroy, was on the verge
of bankruptcy and sequestration. This fact was not divulged by Kane to prevent
a possible friction between personal and professional-business interests.
In
the end, the two men never got around to personally reconcile. It was already
sufficient that, one fine morning before their respective deaths due to old
age, they chanced upon each other along a New York avenue while surreptitiously
watching from a safe distance Richard’s (Kane’s son) and Florentyna’s (Abel’s
daughter) celebration for the opening of the latter two’s new shop.
Kane
raised his hat in recognition of Abel. Abel did the same.
On
its face, the novel—beautifully told and written as it was—seemed to be a
modern-day and more sophisticated permutation of the Biblical tale in the Book
of Genesis.
Jeffrey
Archer and the novel “Kane and Abel” are, however, too clever for that.
On
deeper thought, the novel is a story embedded within a story—or more
appropriately, within a social commentary. Interspersed with the story was a
mini-treatise of socialism versus capitalism and the subsequent dominance of
capitalism over socialism as a socio-political ideology. This was readily apparent
in one chapter of the book where Kane was a part of a full-dress debate in Harvard University
where the topic of the debate was “Socialism or Capitalism for America’s
Future”. Not to be missed also was the disparate backgrounds of the two main
characters: Abel, a poor immigrant coming from a
Socialist-turned-Communist-controlled state who eventually became a successful
capitalist (hotel-chain owner); and Kane, the representation of pure
capitalism. Well, this kind of plot is nothing less than to be expected from an
author who was himself an overachiever: educated in Oxford,
world-class sprinter when he was still a student, extensive political
background having served in England’s
House of Commons and House of Lords, and a consistent internationally best-selling
author.
At
first, the subtext of the novel did not occur to me when I first read it at a
young age. It was only when I read it the second time several years later that
I fully appreciated the novel.
“Kane
and Abel” is a double treat of a book. It appeals both to your superficial
requirements as a reader and also to your mind. It is akin to reading a
treatise, say, Marx’s Das Kapital and a page-turner, all at the same
time. If the book were a movie, it would be both Oscar-winning and a box-office
draw. (In fact, I wonder why no enterprising Hollywood
producer has made this book into a movie.)
But
most important of all, the book had enthralled a thirteen year-old youngster
whose mind was enhanced and expanded by it, and whose genesis of his love for
reading was sparked by the book. That young person has not forgotten that
influence. It was his favorite book back then. It is still his favorite till
now, even as an adult.
For that
wide-eyed, very impressionable thirteen year-old, no other book could be better
than that.
[I found this in my journal. This was intended as an entry to The Philippine Star's "My Favorite Book" essay contest. I won in that contest in 2006 for a different essay.]
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