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We Keep the Dead Close

A Murder at Harvard and a Half Century of Silence

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We Keep the Dead Close

Di: Becky Cooper
Letto da: Becky Cooper
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Dive into an exhilirating true crime narrative of an unsolved 1969 murder at Harvard and an obsession and love for a girl who dreamt of rising among men.

"A tour de force of investigative reporting." —Ron Chernow, Pulitzer Prize-winning author of Alexander Hamilton

"Exhilarating and seductive." —Ariel Levy, New York Times bestselling author of The Rules Do Not Apply

You have to remember, he reminded me, that Harvard is older than the U.S. government. You have to remember because Harvard doesn't let you forget.

1969: the height of counterculture and the year universities would seek to curb the unruly spectacle of student protest; the winter that Harvard University would begin the tumultuous process of merging with Radcliffe, its all-female sister school; and the year that Jane Britton, an ambitious twenty-three-year-old graduate student in Harvard's Anthropology Department and daughter of Radcliffe Vice President J. Boyd Britton, would be found bludgeoned to death in her Cambridge, Massachusetts apartment.

Forty years later, Becky Cooper a curious undergrad, will hear the first whispers of the story. In the first telling the body was nameless. The story was this: a Harvard student had had an affair with her professor, and the professor had murdered her in the Peabody Museum of Archaeology and Ethnology because she'd threatened to talk about the affair. Though the rumor proves false, the story that unfolds, one that Cooper will follow for ten years, is even more complex: a tale of gender inequality in academia, a 'cowboy culture' among empowered male elites, the silencing effect of institutions, and our compulsion to rewrite the stories of female victims.

We Keep the Dead Close is a memoir of mirrors, misogyny, and murder. It is at once a rumination on the violence and oppression that rules our revered institutions, a ghost story reflecting one young woman's past onto another's present, and a love story for a girl who was lost to history.

FINALIST FOR THE J. ANTHONY LUKAS BOOK PRIZE
FINALIST FOR THE ALCS GOLD DAGGER FOR NON-FICTION
NATIONAL BESTSELLER

Named One of The Best Books of 2020 by NPR's Fresh Air * Publishers Weekly * Marie Claire * Redbook * Vogue * Kirkus Reviews * Book Riot * Bustle

A Recommended Book by The New York Times * The Washington Post * Booklist * The Boston Globe * Amazon * Goodreads * Buzzfeed * Town & Country * Refinery29 * BookRiot * CrimeReads * Glamour * Popsugar * PureWow * Shondaland

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Recensioni della critica

"We Keep the Dead Close by Becky Cooper is a brilliantly idiosyncratic variant of generic true crime, rather more a memoir than a conventional work of reportage, so structured that the revelation of the murderer is not the conclusion or even the most important feature of the book. . . [A] beautifully composed elegy."—Joyce Carol Oates, New York Review of Books
"As an undergraduate at Harvard, Cooper became obsessed with the unsolved murder of Jane Britton, an anthropology student there, in 1969. As Cooper was digging, new D.N.A. analysis eventually identified a suspect, but the real thrills of the story are the twists and turns that kept the killing a mystery for decades."—New York Times
“Becky Cooper’s WE KEEP THE DEAD CLOSE is an impressively granular investigation of this shocking and perplexing case…Cooper should be lauded for her investigative abilities — there is no question that she has earned her spot among the ranks of detectives and reporters who have spent decades obsessed with the Britton case…It’s in discussing the misogyny of academia and the politics of Harvard that Cooper shines the brightest…[WE KEEP THE DEAD CLOSE is] a meditation on academia, womanhood and the power of storytelling.”—Washington Post
"While projecting her own life onto Britton’s, Cooper weighs the responsibility to accurately narrate the past: 'Is it ever justifiable, I wondered, to trap someone in a story that robs them of their truth, but voices someone else’s?'"—The New Yorker
"Searching, atmospheric and ultimately entrancing, We Keep the Dead Close is a vivid account of a notorious murder at Harvard that had remained unsolved for fifty years, and a meditation on the stories that we tell ourselves about violence. Cooper is a methodical, obsessive and very companionable sleuth, who ushers us through the many twists and turns in her own investigation until she arrives at a solution. In a deft touch, she interrogates not just the evidence, witnesses and suspects, but her own biases and assumptions, as well."—Patrick Radden Keefe, New York Times bestselling author of Say Nothing
"I defy any reader to resist the hypnotic power of this Harvard whodunit. In a tour de force of investigative reporting, Becky Cooper guides us through a maze of academic politics and personal intrigue, her sleuthing laced with uncommon sensitivity and insight. Even as it engages us emotionally, this stirring narrative, with its heart-stopping finale, forces us to ponder the very nature of historical truth. A stunning achievement."—Ron Chernow, Pulitzer Prize-winning author
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