London,
1763. My imagination had transported me to Doctor Johnson’s lair – a Fleet
Street Coffeehouse. The Great Man fingered his cheap non-powdered wig, better
to descant on the Americans whom he called “a race of convicts” who “ought to
be thankful for anything we allow them short of hanging.”
Johnson’s
table manners were squalid to the point of splattering those adjacent. He now
elected to twit the hapless Goldsmith on the failing of Goldie’s “She Stoops to
Conquer,” and then to twit his biographer Boswell on the failings of being
Scottish. But the Doctor’s smug magnanimity was for the colonies: “I am willing
to love all mankind, except an American.”
This
was, safe to say, insufferable to me, an American in London. Were it not for
Boswell’s adulation, Johnson would be dismissed as a quaint lexicographer. If
you ask me, the book might better have been Johnson’s Life of Boswell, rather
than Boswell’s Life of Johnson. But now Doctor Johnson’s animadversion on
Americans set me afire.
David
Garrick, the acting profession’s contribution to Johnson’s Literary Club, was
uncharacteristically at a loss for words, offering only a sharp intake of
breath.
As
I rose to respond, the coffeehouse quieted.
“Sir,
I rise above your taut. Moreover, looking to the future, should any foreign
power ever menace England – let’s say the Germans, hypothetically – we
Americans hope you’ll call on us for help.”
“Indeed,”
scoffed someone from the back. “Yankee Doodle to the rescue.”
Doctor
Johnson’s bemusement seemed more muted. There was a sense that I had given him
pause, on which note I exited, tripping over his gout-ridden foot on the way
and prompting a Johnsonian bellow.
The
Doodle strikes again.
•••••
Postscript:
Goldsmith’s “She Stoops to Conquer” endures today as a comedy of manners. It is
regarded as a classic.
England
did solicit American assistance in two world wars, both involving Germans.
Dr.
Johnson is today best remembered as a conversationalist, which was his true
métier. He never in his long and dramatic life lost his disdain for Americans.