Review — The Ruin of J Robert Oppenheimer
Tuesday, July 11th, 2006This is the third book in a row I’ve read on Oppenheimer (and related subjects), and this one is middling. The subject of this book is “the people and events that led to the destruction of J Robert Oppenheimer,” although one of the book’s flaws is that it isn’t as focussed as that statement from the introduction might have it. For one thing, it’s simply a given in the book that he was “destroyed” or “ruined” and yet there’s scarcely a page or two about Oppenheimer the man or about Oppenheimer the man’s reactions to his security clearance hearing. It’s a pity too, because he’s such a fascinating personality and compelling character that it would be interesting to learn more about him, personally or professionally. (I haven’t read it yet, but the Kai Bird biography might be the trick here.)
What the book is more closely about is precisely the 1954 security clearance hearing, although McMillan spends about the first half of the book winding up to the subject in roundabout ways. She clearly has done her homework and has stories to tell, but she gets caught in the middle often: for example, when she goes into some depth on Teller and his contributions to the H-bomb, she appears to be digressing to slap Teller around if her real focus is the Oppenheimer security hearing, but on the other hand she doesn’t go into enough depth if her purpose is to analyze the post-war community of (thermo-)nuclear bomb research.
Also, the book needed an editor to pick up the places where she repeats vignettes or quotes that she related 50 pages earlier; this unfortunately makes the book come off slapdash at times, although I think it was actually meticulously researched (no doubt just squeezed out under deadline). And, stylistically, the book’s general methodical, dry tone (suitable to the material) is occasionally punctuated by McMillan’s outrage with melodramatic chapter endings like: “the vast arsenal of superfluous nuclear weaponry that curses us today.” My heart is with her, but she compromises the book with unbalanced rhetoric like this every 20 pages or so. One almost feels that she just couldn’t stand being sober any more and has to yell out.
So the book has a number of failings, yes, but it’s still largely readable and it makes an excellent supplement to more consequential books. I would certainly start with the like of Gregg Herken’s The Brotherhood of the Bomb before reading this one. But coming to this book after Herken’s, it does a nice job of filling in some of the gaps by virtue of a narrower focus and a number of authorial interviews providing little insights here and there. Not a must read by a long stretch, but not a waste of time for sufficiently interested readers.