'Your Heart Is a Muscle the Size of a Fist' Is a Gutsy Protest Novel for Right Now
By Noa Jones
Sunil Yapa. Photo by Beowulf Sheehan/courtesy of Little, Brown and Company/Lee Bordeaux Books
Sunil Yapa's debut novel, Your Heart Is a Muscle the Size of a Fist, takes place during the 1999 World Trade Organization protests in Seattle. Fifty thousand people showed up to protest the meetings. The 900 cops on duty were overwhelmed and quickly turned to tear gas and pepper spray. The novel follows seven characters over the course of one day as the nonviolent protests devolve into riots. This is a book about love and empathy, about what it means to care—or not care—about other people in the world. The fever of protest doesn't change, even if the causes do. Anyone with an interest in how our world is strung together and divided and hanging in this crazy balance will, I think, enjoy how Sunil has put it all on display.
Sunil and I survived graduate school together, so I saw an early version of this book. But that does not obligate me to love his work. Just the opposite, in fact. It's really difficult to read work by a friend because you can see right through it. But I found myself forgetting that I know the author and was totally engrossed.
Sunil and I are
both world travelers with immigrant parents and homes that we rarely visit—my father is from Iraq and my mother is from
Argentina, and Sunil is the son of a Sri Lankan father and a mother from Montana. Neither of us is very nested in any one place, but when our paths do cross there is always a
lot to talk about. We spoke over the phone earlier
this month.
VICE: This is a really good book. There
are so many things that work. Each character is clearly defined and the
collision of their lives feels inevitable and yet surprising until the last
page. There is velocity and tension and compassion and a bit of schooling all
woven in.
Sunil Yapa: Thanks!
So I can't help wondering if you know the exact percentage increase in the size
of your ego since going on
Late Night with Seth Meyers.
I do. Zero.
I don't believe it.
The irony, and
you know this because you know me, is that I have social anxiety. So when I heard
I was going to be on TV, it was both: "That's incredible," and "Oh, shit,
that's absolutely terrifying." But it was fun. Seth made me feel really
comfortable. And we joked about my dad coming to the US on the same plane as
the Beatles for their first appearance on
The Ed Sullivan Show.
True?
My pops is the
original storyteller in the family. He swears it's true.
Hamida Ghafour in the Toronto Star said, "Those who came
of age politically in the 1990s when anti-globalization slogans and lumberjack
shirts were all the rage, need generation-defining books and Sunil Yapa's debut
novel should be among them." I agree. I need reminders. I like how you
brought back Mumia Abu-Jamal and the tree sit-ins.
I think
because of the 24-hour news cycle we instantly forget what happens. Seattle was
such a pivotal moment and people forgot about it five minutes after seeing it
on TV. So part of my intention in writing this book was to unpack the sound bite:
"Violent Protesters Protest with Police."
Which is still sadly relevant.
When did the
American police start looking like an occupying military force? I've been
watching footage from Ferguson and it's crazy, you see American police rolling
into the street in tanks. I wanted to get into the cops' story, too.
You admit that it's not based all on
fact. You conflated things, you added things.
The actual
protest happened over five days and I think that almost everything that happens
in the book up until two-thirds of the way through all happened at some
point during the protest.
It was
November 1999, a month before the millennium. I love that moment in history.
It's the end of the American century.
When I was
starting to research this, I saw a photo of a woman, long red hair, on her knees
on the pavement surrounded by protesters, blood coming from her head, with her
hands clasped together in prayer or in pain. And I thought,
What has changed in the world that a white
woman is willing to go to a protest and get beat, not to expand her own rights
but to expand the rights of a kid making shoes in Bangladesh
?
Do you think the woman with red hair is a
hero?
I didn't have
the courage to go to the protests myself. I had been arrested already and I
didn't want to go to jail again and I wasn't willing to go. So I have a lot of
respect and admiration for people who were willing to go and be tear-gassed and
arrested. So in that sense I think it's heroic.
But I also see a lot of Americans who think, We made the problem in the
third world so we have to solve it.
I think that's condescending and
patriarchal in a way, especially without a full understanding of what, for
example, Sri Lanka's role in the global economy might be. There is an American
sense of "Let's save the world," and that's sweet. I admire that. But
it's also naïve and unheroic and problematic in a lot of ways too.
What did you think about Occupy?
I went down to
Zuccotti Park a couple of times and was there when everyone went out to Times
Square. But there wasn't really anything to occupy. There was no visible
enemy—it's not like the one percent was there mocking us so we could throw
tomatoes at them—so people started to get into fights with the cops. And I was
like, we are the 99 percent, so are they! Why are we antagonizing them? I'm not
a fan nor a hater of the NYPD, but don't start a needless fight with
the cops. That isn't what this is about. So I left.
On some level
the cops aren't really the problem. We are all part of this huge global
economic capitalistic system. Let's be aware of that.
So true. That's why I like the Biotic Baking Brigade, who protest by slapping pies in the faces of conservatives like Ann Coulter. That was one of my favorite forms of protest.
Love those
guys! Love it when protest has a sense of biting humor.
"If there
is a connection between the Seattle protests in '99 and Ferguson and Baltimore,
I would say when people in a democracy feel powerless they take to the streets."
I went to the march for climate change in
New York and like you say, it feels good sometimes to be in a gigantic crowd. But
I didn't really feel like we were all there for the same reasons. If anything,
maybe, when the oceans are rising and hell is breaking loose, people will look
back and say "remember when those millions of people marched that day? I guess
they knew it was coming."
People talk
about revolution with a capital
R.
I'm all about a million little revolutions. That's how I see change. There is
nothing inherently wrong with capitalism. Marx might disagree. I was just
reading about Buddhist economics.
There is no such thing as Buddhist
economics.
It comes from
Schumacher's book
Small Is Beautiful.
He has a whole chapter on Buddhist economics.
But it's not in the sutras is all I'm
saying.
Ha. No, I
don't think so. I think we can live with capitalism. But we need to take some
of our power back from the politicians. I mean what is a protest, what are we
doing?
I don't know. I really think half the
time people are there for social reasons. They want to hang out with people who
have similar—
That's something. That's a big deal. Not feeling alienated hanging out with
people. If you just sit at home and watch the news you're going to shoot
yourself. So you go out on the street. I think that's actually legitimate. Two,
I think it's also maybe like, you look at Ferguson and Baltimore it's an
expression of grief.
If there is a
connection between the Seattle protests in '99 and Ferguson and Baltimore, I
would say when people in a democracy feel powerless they take to the streets.
And I would say it's a desperate measure. It's an expression of loss, a demand
for justice.
The other thing they have in common is
how quickly people forgot. So what's the
next thing you are going to write about to remind us?
Ha. It's not
my job to remind people. I write about things that I feel really moved or
connected to. So I might write a book about dogs, you know?
Noa Jones writes fiction and creative nonfiction.
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