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"Based on a true event, The Fortune Men tells the intimate, harrowing story of the last man in Britain to be sentenced to death. In Cardiff, Wales in 1952, Mahmood Mattan, a young Somali sailor, is accused of a crime he did not commit: the brutal killing of Violet Volacki, a shopkeeper from Tiger Bay. At first, Mahmood believes he can ignore the fingers pointing his way; he may be a gambler and a petty thief, but he is no murderer. He is a father of three, secure in his innocence and his belief in British justice. But as the trial draws closer, his prospect for freedom dwindles. Now, Mahmood must stage a terrifying fight for his life, with all the chips stacked against him: a shoddy investigation, an inhumane legal system, and, most evidently, pervasive and deep-rooted racism at every step. Under the shadow of the hangman's noose, Mahmood begins to realize that even the truth may not be enough to save him. A haunting tale of miscarried justice, this book offers a chilling look at the dark corners of our humanity." --… (more)
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Mattan was a man of few words, who was inscrutable and untrustworthy, and he had no close friends, even amongst his fellow Somali.
On 6 March 1952 a shopkeeper, Violet Volacki, was brutally murdered in her shop by a man who appeared to be Somali, according to witnesses, although no one saw the crime take place. The police engaged in a sweeping manhunt, and on the basis of a shoddy investigation, his past criminal history, and unreliable witnesses motivated by a sizable reward, Mattan was arrested and charged with the murder. He is outraged at being accused of a violent crime he did not commit, yet certain that the British justice system, which he views as fair and unbiased toward all of its citizens, will quickly exonerate him.
The case comes to trial, to Mattan’s surprise, but he remains confident that the true murderer will be found by the authorities, and that he will soon be freed, and be able to put his life back together and return to the wife and sons he cherishes.
'The Fortune Men' is a powerful and evocative novel, which paints a rich portrait of its characters, and of Tiger Bay, the city of Cardiff, and the failures of a British society which showed little concern or respect to the African and Caribbean immigrants whose love of the motherland was not returned to them. Nadifa Mohamed spent 20 years researching and writing this book, and its attention to detail was quite apparent to this reader. It is a deserving choice for this year’s Booker Prize shortlist, and I would not be disappointed if it won the award.
Richly drawn characters go a long way toward making a book compelling and these characters were compassionate, intelligent and fully fleshed out by the author. I was particularly enamored with the relationship that developed between Mahmood and the two warders at the jail, that quietly conveyed a beautiful compassion. But it was really Mahmood's solidarity with the Tiger Bay community and the teeming community itself that jumped off the page for me.
I don't want to say too much because the mystery is the thing here but I'll just say that very bad policing makes justice difficult today and in 1952.
This is a solid, well-written novel, with strong lead characters. It was short-listed for the Booker Prize and I have no problem with that.
This is a heartbreaking story about a young Somali man. He left home and family to sail the seas in search of new experiences and his future. He was strangely innocent about certain ways of life and very naïve regarding others. He
Mahmood was not a man of virtue, since he was guilty of rather poor behavior in order to get by or just for the thrill it gave him. He loved to gamble and lied frequently to cover up his many transgressions. He was often rude and made idle threats of violence, which he did not carry out, since he was never a violent man. He always tried to act more important than he actually was which was not a winning personality trait. Although he was devoted to his Muslim faith, he married a woman who was white and not a Muslim. Her family resented him. He was, however, capable of great love for his wife and their three sons. Although they lived apart, because of his behavior, she also loved him and remained loyal throughout the travails of their life together. He always maintained the hope of being reunited with them.
When a Jewish shopkeeper was murdered, the curtain came down on Mahmood’s dreams. He was accused of the murder, and his previous criminal behavior, coupled with his habit of lying, made his defense difficult. Because of his abrasive personality, he had not made friends easily, but rather made many enemies who were only too eager to strike back at him. Others simply saw a way to earn a quick buck or to get some other reward for their lies. He was found guilty.
For most of the book, it is hard to remain a captive because it is often repetitive and maintains a timeline that is not linear. As Mahmood’s past and present merge, there is often confusion with many events and characters introduced without any obvious purpose. Then the trial begins and the book takes flight. It is impossible to put it down, as the ideas previously presented, knit a now relevant story together. We see Mahmood come to terms with who he is and what he has done to bring him to the danger he is now facing.
As the reader begins to understand that the book is based on a true story, it becomes even more compelling. Mahmood is abused and/or used by the justice system and a racist society, as witnesses are brought in to provide evidence against him. The entire prosecution was based on circumstantial evidence, woven together from suppositions to make a plausible story. However, Mahmood’s reputation of being someone who kind of slipped through the cracks, and was known as “the shadow”, did not help his case.
Although British law was thought to be fair, it took more than four decades to actually reverse his conviction and correct the miscarriage of justice. The family was forced to suffer the indignity of racial and religious injustice as well as the corruption of the justice system. The incongruities of most justice systems is illustrated as the prisoner is kept healthy in order to be eventually executed. At 29, without ever losing hope or faith, he is hung, unfairly convicted of a crime he did not commit. It remains unsolved today.
Appreciative of the choice by the Harvard First Editions, I am very glad to have read it.
My favorite segments were the portrayal of Mattan’s years as a merchant seaman. His character is multi-faceted and skillfully crafted. I also enjoyed the descriptions of the rough surroundings of Cardiff’s Tiger Bay docks: “The splash of tyre on wet tarmac, the stink of sesame oil and broiling meat from Sam On Wen’s Chinese restaurant, the tinny clatter of calypso from a record player, the lean shadows hunkering near the bus stop.”
We know from the beginning how the story will end, and the narrative slowly builds anxiety and dread. Mattan inadvisably trusts the legal system. We observe the racial prejudices that will ruin him. The desire for a quick conviction overrides the lack of evidence. I am sure his family appreciated this story being made known, as Mattan was eventually exonerated by the UK government. It is an uncomfortable and disturbing read.