The Big Idea: Lawrence Millman

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  So remote were these islands that their Inuit inhabitants experienced First Contact with qallunaat (white people) only 25 years earlier. Me, too! An example of this last exchange: a woman avidly fingering her iDevice smashed into me on a Boston street, then said, “Sorry, but I was just trying to find out the weather…”
So we have murder in the name of God in a remote part of the Arctic and perhaps murderous obsession with what might be called iGods — each represents a particular world coming to an end.   One year passed, then another year, and — nothing. Taken together, these two themes danced a sort of pas de deux in my mind. A horrific event took place decades ago — but could the key to explaining it exist in the modern day? You dis-pose of them, of course. LAWRENCE MILLMAN:
Here are the bare bones of the book’s story: One man declares himself God, another man declares himself Jesus, and any person who doesn’t believe in them is Satan.   Rather, the murders occurred in 1941 in the Belcher Islands, a remote archipelago in Canada’s Hudson Bay. Denizens of the present age have exchanged their human selves for screened selves, their actual faces for a Facebook profile, and real weather for weather on a screen. Share:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email (Opens in new window)   How do you deal with Satan or, indeed, a plethora of Satans?   And so there were 9 deaths in a relatively short period of time. Sometimes, too, my pen would fly into a rant, as when it wrote: “Better tango rhythms than algorithms!”
At the End of the World concludes with the present, with one of the Belcher Island elders — once upon a time a highly traditional hunter-gatherer — e-mailing the following note to me: “Everyone here…they’re all going digital now, and they look at nothing else. I am how you say it screened in…”
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Read an excerpt. Suddenly I had my first Big Idea — screens can deprive us of our lives, just as the would-be deities deprived the Inuit in the Belcher Islands of their lives…
Head upon heels with this realization came my second Big Idea — namely, that I couldn’t write about the past (i.e., the Belcher Island murders) without also writing about the present. Follow him on Twitter. What I’ve just described is not an attempt by rabid Christians to emulate ISIS terrorists or perhaps a previously undocumented episode from the Spanish Inquisition. Yet the book I expected to write about this virtually unknown tragedy refused to be written. The book now demanded to be written, and my pen went flying across the page, sometimes bearing my own words, sometimes the words of the Inuit elders I talked to about the murders. Visit the author’s site. Author Lawrence Millman asked himself that question as he undertook the writing of At the End of the World, and the answer to it surprised even him.   Talked to me, I should say, with some difficulty, for their memories of the events were quite painful. During my visit to the Belcher Islands in 2001, Inuit elders talked to me about the 1941 tragedy.   It was as if the story was downright hostile to the idea of being put down onto paper. At the last minute, however, she saw it and screamed, whereupon the bear loped away. In 2013, I was in Tasiilak, East Greenland, researching another obscure story, one that concerned a cannibalistic monster called a tupilak attacking a village, when I heard about the following incident: A local teenager was so busy texting that she didn’t see the polar bear that was approaching her.