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    Wise Contemporaries: Roger Scruton and Pierre Manent

    December 21, 2022 by Will Morrisey

    Daniel J. Mahoney: Recovering Politics, Civilization, and the Soul. South Bend: St. Augustine’s Press, 2022.

     

    Mahoney begins by writing, “There is no more fundamental task that lies before us than a self-conscious effort to recover the meaning of politics, civilization, and the soul for this (or any other) time.” By politics he means what Aristotle means: ruling and being ruled in turn, made possible by speech and reasoning about “the advantageous and the just.” Although politics so understood does not reduce to morality, “it is an essentially moral enterprise.” Civilization is “that state of human flourishing where ordered liberty is tied to law and self-limitation, and where progress in the arts and sciences, and in economic productivity more broadly, is accompanied by a sober appreciation of human imperfection and the fragility of all human achievements.” Taken together, ordered liberty, law, and self-limitation amount to self-government, necessary given “the sempiternal drama of good and evil in every heart and soul, and even of the fragility of civilization itself.” As to the soul, neither metaphor nor poetic fiction, nor even (only) the self, that mode of self-awareness or self-consciousness introduced to us by Montaigne, convey its full meaning; the soul is the person within us, the one who “exercises the virtues, moral and intellectual, and that experiences remorse when we human beings act or choose poorly or event inexcusably,” expressions seen outwardly in our face and our speech when “we encounter other human beings in familial, social, and political settings.” “Inseparable from logos,” from speech and reason, it makes both political and philosophic life possible. Each soul forms a character over time, “endur[ing] as we physically age and endlessly metabolize.”

    “Why do modern intellectuals, scientists, and philosophers take such pride and pleasure in explaining away their own powers of ratiocination?” As ‘personalists’ not ‘reductionists,’ Scruton and Manent have both resisted this tendency, which rests on the “dogma” that “the Good is absolutely unsupported in the nature of things.” Against that presupposition, they start with the world around us and the need for choiceworthy action that world imposes upon us—the necessity for choice, as Henry Kissinger puts it. Both thinkers agree that care of the soul is “the great imperative”; that to guard the soul’s capacity to govern itself one must (among other things) guard the capacity of one’s political community to govern itself against the forces of ‘globalism’; that this entails a concomitant need to “defend sound practice against bad theory”; that the philosophic thought needed to do that is neither immoral nor amoral; and that, finally, “the wisdom inherent in the Christian religion” remains relevant to the quest for both sound practice and accurate theorizing. 

    They differ not so much in principle as in their emphases. “Scruton is more concerned with saving the residues of high culture and civilization and our inherited tradition; Manent with renewing the possibilities of human action and practical reason.” Accordingly, while Scruton titles one of his books Beauty, ranging widely and knowledgeably over the visual arts and (even more impressively) music, Manent titles one of his books Seeing Things Politically. Scruton reads Kant and Burke, Manent reads Aristotle, Thomas Aquinas, Tocqueville, and Leo Strauss. One is English, the other French (“in this case, an American,” Professor Mahoney, “will do the mediation”). To these distinctions, one should add that Scruton, who thought so seriously about the Cold War and the oppression of nations within the Soviet empire, usually addresses politics in terms of regimes, whereas Manent, who thinks more about the international, not to say imperial, bureaucracy called the European Union, usually addresses politics in terms of what he calls “political forms” or states, political communities as defined in terms of their size and degree of centralization—the small and centralized ancient polis, the large and sprawling ancient empire, the middle-sized and decentralized feudal state, the (usually) middle-sized and centralized modern state, and the federation, which under modern conditions has combined a degree of centralized ‘sovereignty’ with substantial self-government within its provinces. 

    No mean personalist himself, Mahoney readily insists that this book is “no merely scholarly study,” as “these two men and thinkers have been very important to me in my own search for a true understanding of politics, civilization, and the soul.” The eminent literary scholar Hugh Kenner advised his students to go and “meet the great men of your time.” Although he never met Kenner, Mahoney has done just that. “I am blessed to count them among my friends.” This is indeed his most personal book, although all of his books have centered on persons, from de Gaulle to de Jouvenel. 

    He introduces Scruton as a real Englishman, a man of oikosophia, of the “principled love of home,” albeit with an appreciation of “other peoples and civilizations.” (“I once commented to him that he cited de Gaulle far more than he mentioned or praised another candidate for conservative hero, Winston Churchill.”) He took the trouble not only to meet the Czech dissidents who established what they called their “parallel polis” under Communist rule, and not only to assist them, but to write a novel with the Dostoevskian title Notes from Underground, in which he “got to the heart of totalitarian mendacity” by getting to the hearts of the dissidents committed to living in the truth. Truth is finally what a genuine conservative intends to conserve, whether in his own soul or in his actions, whether individual, social, or political. 

    The metaphysical side of Scruton’s conservatism consisted of “reject[ing] every form of materialistic and scientistic reductionism,” taking instead as “the center of his thought” the “life world, the world of concrete experiences where humans came to sight as persons.” Human beings do not present themselves, either to themselves or to one another, as mechanisms determined by physical matter and physical force. It takes some fairly elaborate argumentation to persuade oneself of any thoroughgoing materialism. Rather, at least initially we understand ourselves and others as free and responsible beings—if not “free of all natural and external limitations” nonetheless as incarnate persons. Not for Scruton the “philosophies of freedom” which attempt to liberate humanity from responsibility for themselves and for others. He “affirmed legitimate authority—moral, intellectual, and political—that is the other side of human freedom.” Throughout the circumstances of the Cold War and after the Soviet empire collapsed, he retained a Burkean suspicion for assertions of “human rights” abstracted from the concrete conditions of political life whereby such rights can be secured. This means that a philosopher doesn’t only think. He has his own regime, his own way of life, carrying “a duty to come to the defense of the home and starting point of all incarnate persons.” Mahoney doubts that Scruton’s esteem for freedom conceived in the spirit of Kantian ‘noumenalism’ added much to his own thought, remarking that “unlike Kant…for Scruton there is no absolute and impassable divide between the noumenal and the phenomenal, the metaphysical and the physical.” Scruton consistently held that “human beings are neither matter in motion, brains that are compelled to act independent of human agency, nor noumenal selves who need not respect the requirements of the world around them.” For him, what guides, but does not compel, the human soul is conscience, what he called “a light shining from the center” of each human being, the “‘I’ that does the knowing.”

    Pierre Manent, Mahoney writes, “is not only an old and dear friend, but he is arguably the thinker who has had the greatest influence on my own intellectual itinerary.” As for Manent himself, he takes his orientation from Tocqueville and Pascal, coincidentally but aptly the philosophic guides of the late Peter Lawler, another among the trusted ‘friends of Mahoney.’ Add their mutual elective affinities for the thought of Raymond Aron, Leo Strauss, and Catholic political philosophy, and the Mahoney-Manent bond quickly became well established. 

    Manent’s conversion to Catholicism had nothing to do with mysticism or emotionalism, but from the reasoned realization that Christianity, in his words, “knew the truth about man,” providing the best account of human nature and of nature tout court, to use a favorite Mahoneyan expression; Pascal really did understand himself, and the rest of us. To “the Christian proposition,” to reasoning about the human spirit, Manent soon added the “political reason,” the practical or prudential reason seen in the writings of Cicero and, under modern circumstances, Raymond Aron. Finally, Manent encountered Leo Strauss’s analysis of politics, political philosophy, and revealed religion, ‘Athens and Jerusalem,’ finding in Strauss not so much a guide as a dialogic partner along his own more Thomistic walk. Manent “sees himself as inside the triangle formed by politics, philosophy, and religion, refusing ‘complete devotion’ to any one of the poles,” motivated as he is by “fidelity to experience in all its amplitude”—a fidelity he shares with Scruton. He finds his own mediator between Athens and Jerusalem not only in Aquinas but Augustine, who offers a vision of “the unity of man, under the God-man Christ.” Christianity “can preserve separations,” against the modern “religion of humanity” which baptizes itself in the “indiscriminate egalitarianism” that makes that unity into a homogeneous blob, obliterating the discriminate affinities between the philosopher and the prophet, the Jewish man of Law and the Christian man of agape. Finally, Manent never despises modern philosophy and its science, including elements of its political science. Christians should resist the temptation Christianity seems to offer, the temptation to “despise the temporal,” as Charles Péguy phrased it—exactly the point of Machiavelli’s attack. But instead of succumbing to Machiavelli’s blandishments, and more in the manner of Strauss, Manent avails himself of “the pagan virtues—honor, courage, confidence in the human capacity to govern oneself in freedom—[which] have been distrusted by Christians who are tempted to see the natural order as already having been definitively transformed by grace” (or, it should be added, polluted by sin). If Christianity supplements itself with adequately defined and refined virtues that uphold political life it can meet the Machiavellian critique. “In Manent’s view, there is a ‘noble risk’ in accepting our liberal ‘temporal order'”—our inheritance from the more modern ‘Machiavellians,’ Locke and Montesquieu) “and bringing Christian conscience and classical wisdom to bear in humanizing and elevating it.” 

    After all, the Bible itself reconciles piety and experience. It was a future king of Israel who wrote the Psalms. In them, “Manent finds ‘an experience of something radically different from all human experience but which does not prevent this experience from being lived and described in its whole truth, in its nakedness,'” an achievement Manent considers itself “an argument for the Bible’s ‘revealed character.'” The will of God does not eclipse the will of human beings; it sets loving limits upon it, in the manner of an Aristotelian king, who rules his people for their good, event self-sacrificially. It is not Christianity but the religion of humanity, with “its self-deification of man,” that threatens “republican liberty, with its confidence in man’s ability to govern himself,” by refusing to recognize the natural limits, the definition, of man as man. “The dialectic of magnanimity,” of the finite greatness of the human soul, with humility before the infinite greatness of God, “has marked the West from the beginning and continues to operate, however dimly, within our liberal dispensation.” “The liberal state allows human beings to govern themselves better than they were governed during the long Middle Ages, not to mention under the authoritarian corporatist states in Austria or Portugal upon which the Catholic Church looked with some favor in the year before World War II.” In that effort at self-government, “the Church has something to say about the nature and needs of human beings and ends and purposes of human freedom” guided by conscience. “Modern rights cannot…easily escape the demands or requirements of Christian conscience or the moral authority of heroes and saints.”

    Which political form, as distinguished from regime, best enables human virtues scope to form and to act in the modern world? Manent recommends the nation-state, opposing the European project as an attempt to replace politics, ruling and being ruled, “with a non-negotiable règle—a rule-based society dominated by administrative or bureaucratic dictates—that always and everywhere have priority over the will of the people as expressed in democratic election or in referenda about the future of the European community.” Called ‘democratic,’ the European Union does have a kratos but elides the demos. The EU amounts to a pseudo-republic ruling a pseudo-state animated by a pseudo-religion, the Comtian “religion of humanity.” Manent “soberly warns his fellow Europeans that if they completely break the tissue of national time, of national belonging, these longings will take the form of illiberal separatist and religious movements that will be tempted to put ‘communion before democracy.'” Even more immediately, the religion of humanity’s combination of universalism with individual self-assertion, reinforced by the administrative state, weakens the nation-state, which has served as “the great mediator between the universal and the particular, the faraway and the local.” Thinking globally and acting locally cannot satisfy the political nature of human being, any more than a religion without God can satisfy the human need for reverence. Europeans of previous centuries had found themselves “torn by the conflicting claims and authority of the city, empire, and Church,” a quarrel about political forms that required them to make serious choices about “the human type that ought to inspire European life.” Should human beings imitate Christ’s way of life or the Roman way, and if the Roman way, Cato’s or Caesar’s? The principal attempts to resolve this quarrel were the Reformation and Machiavellianism. Mahoney intervenes to suggest that the quarrel itself arose for the reason Tocqueville proposed: that “democracy” or civil-social equality had issued from the Christian dispensation, gradually widening its influence to political and intellectual life. In any event, the question remains: How shall Europeans recover the political practices that best express their nature as political beings?

    In the lifetimes of Scruton and Manent, the most radical European radicalization of democracy was attempted in France during the Évènements of 1968. Scruton identified its source in the Paris “nonsense machine,” which reproduced the less-than-thoughtful opinions of Jean-Paul Sartre and Louis Althusser. At the time, Malraux classified the ideological passions of the moment as “Freudo-Marxism” and the Évènements themselves not only as an attack on the French republican regime but as a “crisis of civilization”; its longer-standing legacy may be seen in the “obscurantist mix” served up by such subsequent writers as Deleuze and Lacan. Scruton calls this the “culture of repudiation,” really an anti-culture which “transformed [thought] into an instrument of pure destruction” in an attempt “to destroy the remnants of the natural moral law and all authoritative institutions necessary to free and civilized life.” This “sophisticated nihilism”—which, among other things, lauded Mao Zedong’s “violent discourses during the murderous Cultural Revolution”—has been “lauded by academics and literati throughout the world.” [1]

    Scruton was not alone in his principled opposition to the New Left. Several distinguished French intellectuals have concurred in his judgment. In his book The Elusive Revolution, Raymond Aron saw the danger to the universities in particular, as students and many of their teachers alike attempted to institutionalize “the new morality” along with “a liberty that has little place for robust non-relativist moral judgment.” Aron’s daughter, Dominique Schnapper, has continued both her father’s critique of this “moral anarchism and facile antinomianism” along with his call for renewed democratic citizenship within “a vigorous and self-respecting nation-state,” bringing “classical moderation to bear on modern liberty.” For his part, Philippe Bénéton addresses the theoretical dimension of the matter, arguing “that we have literally theorized ourselves out of good sense and human decency,” leaving ourselves in need of re-grounding morality in “the human world before us” instead of succumbing to doctrines of moral subjectivism. “The new morality masquerades as a project of emancipation even as it makes its adherents slaves of the passions and of a new, unforgiving intellectual conformism” of ‘political correctness,’ “what Pope Benedict XVI famously called ‘the dictatorship of relativism.'” Or, as Chantal Delsol observes, “we do not rationally establish the moral order,” nor do we establish it irrationally: “Instead, we participate in it.” But it is Manent who sees most clearly what Machiavelli could not foresee. Christianity may have de-politicized the West (although it is more accurate to say that it put politics within a new metaphysical framework). The de-Christianizing of the West that Machiavelli undertook has not finally yielded re-politicization. It has rather accelerated de-politicization, whether in the form of ‘totalitarian’ modern tyranny, the soft despotism of the administrative state, or the dictatorial practices of the ‘post-modern’ Left. Today, the New Left program already begins to weaken itself. Manent tellingly charges that “the French and European political and intellectual class, in its dominant form, will be satisfied with nothing less than ‘an empty world without nations or religions,'” finding itself not only helpless before the advances of Islam but applauding its increased presence in Europe as “a sign that Europeans are truly leaving behind a recognizably Christian world.” Yes, but for a far more rigorous religiosity that rather frowns upon sex, drugs, and rock-and-roll. [2]

    Scruton responds to this crisis of Western civilization with a good dose of Burke, “defend[ing] a regime of liberty that is conscious of its debts to a civilization that is not reducible to contract and consent alone”—especially, one might add, a ‘consent’ that means mere assent, not reasoned choice. For this defense, libertarianism or (as it calls itself) ‘classical liberalism’ (although far removed from Roman libertas) will not do. He warns, “Like much of the cultural Left, many on the Right have mistakenly come to identify politics with power and domination,” putting themselves “in danger of capitulating to one of” the counter-cultural New Left’s “most destructive philosophical presuppositions.” Against this, “Scruton sets out to recover an older and richer conception of liberty that owes much to conservativism properly understood,” the conservatism which understood “that government is natural to the human condition and reflects ‘extended loyalties’ that connect the living to the dead as well as to the yet to be born,” a set of institutions that can serve as “the indispensable vehicle for mutual commitment and public spirit among human beings who are accountable to each other”—accountable precisely for the enforcement of the abstract rights ‘we moderns’ so prize, rights held both by individual persons against the depredations of government and against one another against mutual depredations—choose one or the other. “In social and political life we are obliged to give an account of ourselves, even as government is obliged to give an account of its doings to citizens.” Nor does real conservatism neglect to guard the well-being of the poor, even as the poor must be held “accountable as citizens and moral agents.” It is this “mutual accountability”—the moral foundation of politics, of ruling and being ruled—which forms “the heart of civil society,” the meaning of what it is to be “civil.” Although Scruton emphasizes the secular dimension of the modern state more than Manent, he agrees that “we must combine a spirited defense of liberty with the spirit of love and forgiveness taught by Christ,” never reducing “our civilization to the defense of a formless liberty that sits complacently over a moral abyss”—a sort of soft Heideggerianism that imagines some inner truth and equality in bureaucratism. 

    Against that reduction, Manent argues in “defense of political reason” and on behalf of “the truth of our political nature.” In his 2004 book, A World Beyond Politics? he engages in exactly such political reasoning of the highest kind, political philosophy, doing so politically, reciprocally, by entering into dialogue with Rousseau, Marx, Tocqueville, Aron, and others—thinkers who disagree with one another, making his book “the furthest thing from doctrinaire” because it mimics political discourse itself. [3] He disagrees with many but ‘cancels’ none.

    As a Socratic political philosopher will do, he begins where Europeans are, within regimes of liberal democracy. “It is our fate to live in a world framed and transformed by the presuppositions of modern liberty,” with its “foundation of individual consent” where “free and equal individuals…affirm their collective sovereignty and individual rights.” While “emancipat[ing] human beings from old constraints and injustices, even from the idea of an order of command” (“or such is its pretension”), late-modern liberalism especially has “separate[d] human beings, undermining institutions and attachments that gave stability and meaning to human life,” bringing civil societies dangerously close to the state of nature the liberal social contract was intended to get us out of. “The Achilles’ heel of the modern order is its failure to appreciate its dependence on moral contents that predate the formation of the liberal state and society,” including religious principles and nation-states under the rule of law, including laws that ‘constitute’ them, giving them institutional form. “Manent insists that the logic of modern freedom is essentially antipolitical or individualistic,” a logic that necessarily undermines the willingness to be ruled and sometimes (as seen in libertarianism) the willingness to rule, to take responsibility for civil society. Self-government atrophies, even though self-government was one of the principal aims of modern liberalism. Tocqueville had hoped that the remaining aristocrats, men and women who retained a sense of the political, could guide democracy, fearing that instead democrats might find themselves guided, indeed ruled outright, by oligarchs corporate and bureaucratic. The latter, dystopic outcome has prevailed.

    To recover, more than ‘reform’ is needed. “For Manent, a serious engagement with the history of political philosophy is indispensable for self-knowledge” for ‘we moderns,’ “since the liberal world was shaped by the modern philosophical solution to Europe’s ‘theological-political problem,'” whereby religion separated from politics “and more fundamentally” private opinion separated from political power, blocking my and your ideas “about the human good” from direct expression in government policy, which limits itself to the defense of “human rights.” In much of this, he follows Strauss, but always refusing “to treat the contemporary world as a mere epiphenomalization of the modern project,” since it also featured, and even today continues to feature, ‘unmodern’ elements, such as the classical and Christian virtues. 

    European internationalism has “undermin[ed] the capacity and will of European peoples to make war on each other,” which is good, but it has also undermined their capacity and will to govern themselves within nation-states altogether. Modern Europeans want economic prosperity, humanitarianism, and peace without the trouble of political life, wrongly “perceiv[ing] politics as an external and oppressive imposition” instead of the indispensable means of securing liberty under law. This is a humanitarianism that undermines the human—a point Scruton, too, would expect, given his own distaste for abstractions. “Only in a political order can the different experiences of life learn to communicate with each other and fruitfully overcome their tendency to become ‘the sole immediate and absolute’ criteria of human existence.” In other words, ‘diversity,’ the shibboleth of bureaucrats, cannot be imposed from above—that is, by bureaucrats. Only an inhuman diversity, a diversity limited to such subhuman categories as ‘race’ and ‘gender,’ can be imposed without talking things over. “Liberal humanitarianism promises access to human unity without the intercession of politics,” even as modern ‘totalitarian’ tyranny “promised to restore the political unity of the human race through a ‘superpoliticization’ or overpoliticization.” Manent rejects both extremes.

    Morally, in the name of this false diversity, liberal humanitarianism seeks to enforce moral relativism in the name of ‘human rights,’ incoherently attempting to set a no-standard standard. All with no ‘back-talk,’ with none of the “political reason [that] is indispensable for resisting the totalitarian and humanitarian subversion of free political life.” “The emphasis on rights creates an increasingly homogenous world—a world where every institution and claim is beholden to the consent of the individual,” while taking care to limit that consent to the ‘politically correct’ menu of the day. This inclines ‘we moderns’ to esteem choice, but it is a ‘choice’ freed of reasoning, animated by mere will and/or desire, seeking to levitate individuals above “the nature of things,” the reality of our own human being. Manent sees that this intended levitation is in fact a debasement of human nature, with its capacity for reasoned judgment.

    Here is where Manent turns from political forms to political regimes. Political forms have their requirements—ruling an empire requires a different sort of ruler or rulers than does ruling a polis—but it is the regime that truly shapes the character of citizens and subjects. When thinking of modernity, “Manent follows both Leo Strauss and Raymond Aron in arguing for the primacy of the political regime,” a primacy readily seen in the twentieth century, with its “triangular conflict between liberal democratic, fascist, and communist regimes and ideologies” making war on each other for geopolitical mastery. Just as each political reform requires a regime, so each regime requires a form. The characteristic modern form has been the nation-state, but Machiavelli’s invention as instantiated by the state’s men suffered from “a crippling ambiguity that led it to repeat the oscillation between liberty and war” that had undermined the polis or city-state. “The nation indeed provided the crucial framework for citizenship or democratic self-government,” seriously compromised by empires and feudal forms alike, “but it was also open to nationalist self-assertion” at the expense of human rights. The twentieth century saw the culmination of such self-assertion, “discredit[ing] the nation” and leading Europeans to suppose that they could end warlike nationalism by constructing “a merely social and economic community.” If nothing else, Mr. Putin has disabused them of that supposition, however temporarily. “Quasi-pacifist, humanitarian Europe remains a prisoner of its fear of war and therefore a victim of its history” as a result of its “irresponsible display of wishful thinking.”

    Such a realization might drive them to the opposite illusion, to succumb to the “totalitarian temptation,” in the manner of their grandfathers. Here, Manent draws upon the arguments of Hannah Arendt, Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, Aron, and Besançon (a longtime friend), all of whom “have emphasized the ideological roots of both Nazi and communist totalitarianism,” roots that readily thrive in the soil of social egalitarianism. Totalitarianism taps into the same passion for economic, political, and social equality as liberal humanitarianism does; if the latter fails, then the former may not hesitate to replace it (with the Chinese communist regime eagerly waiting to do exactly that). The failure of Soviet communism in Europe left “the structural problem of democracy wholly intact.” On the Right, in the late nineteenth century and the early twentieth, Nietzche, Jünger, Heidegger, and their epigoni conspicuously despised the ‘Last Man’ of bourgeois democracy, but often with violent intent; on the Left, Marx, Lenin, Mao, and their epigoni also conspicuously despised the bourgeoisie, but in the name of egalitarianism. This made, and continues to make, the Leftist ideologies “a much more dangerous spiritual temptation for democratic intellectuals,” as consistently seen in their fondness for ‘popular fronts’ with radicals on the Left, their excoriation of radicals and even moderates on the Right—readily forgiving the sins of ex-communists while hounding ex-fascists, American Confederates and other such malefactors beyond their graves. 

    Scruton knew the oppression of modern tyranny from the inside, an experience unusual for a citizen of a prominent commercial republic, the one that stood alone for months against Nazi bombardment. He visited Czech dissidents frequently during the last years of the Cold War, writing his novel, Notes from Underground, “to convey the surreality of an ideological regime founded on lies that are simultaneously ontological, metaphysical, human and political (or, more precisely, anti-political).” Famously Vaclav Havel and his friends determined to “live in truth,” standing as witnesses to and against totalitarianism. Scruton’s main character begins his conversion against the false religion when he discovers his late father’s copy of Dostoevsky’s Notes, which enables him “to diagnose his own alienation.” Underground man, Jan, meets underground woman, Betka, and their love affair forms the heart of the story, which includes a clueless U.S. embassy press attaché (“a perfect representative of limitless Western incomprehension about communist totalitarianism”), a dissident organizer of a clandestine reading group who introduces Jan to the writings Czech philosopher and regime critic Jan Patoçka, and a sharp-eyed satirist who mocks Communism as “a new kind of kitsch: kitsch with teeth,” and a priest who makes Patoçka’s teaching, “care of the soul,” real and immediate.

    As it happens, Betka’s opposition to the regime is compromised. The regime knows that her grandfather stole the family home in Sudetenland from its original owners at the end of the Second World War; the invading Soviets and their puppets in Prague rewarded him with it because he’d been part of “a brutal and chaotic band of partisans” who had aided the Red Army in addition to plundering the countryside. The episode reminds Mahoney that “finding and sustaining a home worthy of free and responsible persons is perhaps the Scrutonian theme par excellence,” and Betka will never find one; the nearest she comes to having one, the tainted one, is also the nearest thing that any of these victims of modern tyranny find.

    There is the home on earth and the home in Heaven. The underground priest “lived by the truth of Christ’s light that is paradoxically revealed in his freely chosen suffering and death” at the hands of the regime. He embodies Scruton’s “three great transcendental features of human experience”: person, freedom, and the sacred. Pavel is especially disgusted by a New York University professor (“with more than passing resemblance to the legal theorist Ronald Dworkin”) whose conception of human rights includes “marginalized groups” with the notable exception of unborn children. The professor’s “soulless conception of human rights, informed by ideological clichés, and bereft of serious moral content, is a portent of a future” in liberated Czechoslovakia, “where human rights are more or less severed from perennial human obligations, from the experiences that give rise to moral and civic responsibility and a truly common world.” At the conclusion of the novel, the narrator remarks, “The slaves had been liberated, and turned into morons,” as “democratic mediocrity replaced soulless totalitarianism, an improvement no doubt, but no true ascent of the soul.” Need the ‘open society’ always prove a vacuous society?

    Betka turns out to have been a collaborator with the regime who had protected Jan and his mother because she had unexpectedly fallen in love with him. With this, Mahoney turns to his final chapters, on the nature of the human soul.

    “Scruton ultimately saw in the face of man an intimation of the face of God.” It has been the effort of twentieth century nihilism to efface God and thereby unwittingly to efface the personhood of human beings. Without God, he argues, the soul’s freedom and concurrent responsibility lose their rightful recognition in public life and souls fall into “a nihilistic voluntarism,” some iteration of ‘the will to power,’ “at the service of fanatical politics.” “To resist this perverse assault on the prerogatives of God, Scruton turned his attention to the imago dei, the incarnate person, who is indeed an animal, a part of the natural order, but in ‘whom the light of reason shines, and looks at us from eyes that tell of freedom,'” however doggedly scientistic theorizers try to talk him out of it. But the scientistic attempt to (in Scruton’s words) “forbid the experience of the sacred” falls short when contrasted with the ineluctable look into the eyes of another, the knowledge of whom no learned description of DNA or evolutionary theory can really capture. Science requires precision and forgives no one who fails to achieve it; the personhood of God and man admits, indeed requires, a touch of forgiveness.

    Manent finds in Montaigne the philosopher who shifted the self-understanding of Europeans from the soul to the modern ‘self,’ with profound consequences for political life. For Montaigne, human beings should “take their bearing neither from great models of heroism or sanctity or wisdom, nor from natural and divine law.” “Montaigne asks his readers to eschew self-transcending admiration for others, no matter how exemplary great souls may seem to be,” to eschew also the requirement to repent for sins before any personal or even abstract standard beyond oneself, and instead “to bow before the demands and requirements of one’s unique self, what he calls” (very much in an attempt to wreck Platonism) “one’s ‘master-form.” For Plato’s Socrates, the forms exist outside the soul, which yearns for them; for Montaigne, the ‘self’ is its own form, which may long for material things but rejects the Platonic forms or ideas as fictions. Adjurations to find your own passion, to march to your own drummer (this, from a supposed ‘Transcendentalist’), to sing your own song or at least to take someone else’s song and ‘make it your own,’ all bear the stamp of Montaigne’s “turn to the authority of the self in place of the classical Christian demand to put order in one’s soul in light of the requirements of the Good itself,” deferring “neither to the Word of God, nor to the temptation of a glory-seeking republican political life” while walking “the path of private, idiosyncratic, and this-worldly contentment” according to a sort of post-Christian, post-Machiavellian Epicureanism. Manent judges Pascal to have been right: “Montaigne talked far too much about himself, the only authority he treated as genuinely authoritative,” succumbing to a “deeply solipsistic and even unnaturally antinomian” internal regime which no longer allows “reform, repentance, or conversion” as “sincere or authentic human possibilities.” For his part, Manent rather doubts that Montaigne’s soul, in telling itself that it was only a self, ever quite freed itself “from the drama of good and evil that it constitutive of every human soul.” To Manent, “Montaigne’s account of the self, his self, is, strictly speaking, unbelievable,” his “alluring humanism…far less humane than it [seems] at an initial glance” into his merry eyes. His famous essay, “Of Cannibals,” its lesson of moral/cultural relativism, finally “commands us in the name of autonomy and authenticity to disregard all law, all command, all moral authority,” thus disconnected rights “from any appreciation of the ends and purposes that are inherent in moral judgment and prudential choice.”

    For the Christian, the human soul’s natural moral guide, receptive to the promptings of the Holy Spirit, is conscience. In his 2019 collection of essays, Against the Tide, Scruton presents an “ample and persuasive (non- or extra-theological) defense of the soul.” “When we respond to another human being, we are responding to an ensouled person and not just a conglomeration of matter-in-motion.” I was talking with a materialist one time, a man who took modern science to have disproved the existence of God. I didn’t attempt to deny his denial, but instead asked him to consider his daughter. Your daughter (she was about ten) couldn’t say much about your biochemical chemical composition, but it would be very odd to claim that she didn’t know you. This means that analysis doesn’t exhaust knowledge, and that makes materialist reductionism inadequate for a full understanding of human nature and of human life. “And how are philosophy or science even possible if the human person as philosopher or scientist doesn’t even exist” in a way explicable by his materialism? Marx’s attempt to enliven materialism with dialectics only “led to a cruel despotism, a systematic assault on the human soul, and a social condition marked by” what Scruton calls “absolute enmity and distrust,” rendering his intended socialism, let alone his communism, unsocial, self-contradictory. 

    Manent takes care not to “take his political bearings from theological categories or from revelation per se,” since political forms and regimes have an integrity of their own, as indeed do the human beings who found and perpetuate them. Accordingly, he remains “a philosopher who takes his bearings from reason, from the natural order of things, while being fully attentive to the workings of grace and conscience on the souls and free will of human beings.” Even the comprehensive theology of most Thomists isn’t quite comprehensive enough, as they “read Aristotle’s Ethics in complete abstraction from his Politics.” What is needed is what Manent calls a “productive disequilibrium” among philosophy, politics, and religion, refusing “to let either philosophical reflection or religious devotion get in the way of allowing the ‘simply human perspective’ receiving its full due,” the perspective that forces reason and faith to respond to the concrete situation, the realities of us, now. “Christianity and political philosophy must both begin by maintaining scrupulous fidelity to the ‘real’ as it first comes to sight in human experience,” since “nature necessarily precedes grace in the human experience of things,” even if Creation necessarily preceded what God created—a point we learn not from experience or even reasoning but from revelation. Humanly speaking, “to begin with grace, or the ‘sacred,’ or the transcendent, is to risk obscuring the real.” In this, Manent follows Charles Péguy and Pierre Corneille, who never “pull down the world in order to elevate religion” any more than they pull down religion to elevate the world.

    This means that Aristotle’s consummate moral virtue, magnanimity or greatness of soul, can indeed coexist with the Hebrew and Christian virtue of humility before God. A magnanimous soul resents no one, not even the God Who is infinitely greater-souled than any man. Manent aims at “mediation, attentive to the capacious balancing of the genuine goods of life, the city, and the soul and of reason and the Christian proposition more broadly.” In so doing, he understands Strauss’s distinction between the life devoted to reason and the life devoted to the teachings of revelation but does not consider them mutually exclusive if rightly understood. For Manent, “a due respect for the cardinal virtues—courage, temperance, justice, and prudence—must precede every effort to sanctify the world.” He nonetheless shares with Strauss the insistence that “no historical process or ideological constructions can free us from our natural and supernatural responsibilities and obligations.” 

    Manent finds “a real, if complicated and somewhat tenuous, relationship to political freedom,” a relationship suggested by Christianity’s character as “anti-totalitarian to the core.” Christ demands that the obligations to God and to ‘Caesar’ run on parallel tracks, not crossing one another but keeping human souls going in the right direction. Unfortunately, the Catholic Church has too often rejected “the pride and self-assertion associated with liberal and national movements,” deprecating the “virile virtues” of “virile citizens” commended by Aristotle and Tocqueville in favor of “the relatively quiescent” subjection seen in “clerical and authoritarian regimes.” Manent nonetheless warns that Christianity has its own distinctive ‘marker’ in our souls. While the Greeks understood how our souls move, he writes, “they knew nothing of conscience.” The virtues of the great citizens of antiquity made themselves visible in their actions, but we cannot see, but only hear, the voice of conscience. The absence of that voice in the ancient regimes “was a defect of real importance,” as it speaks to us “in ways crucial to human self-understanding and to the exercise of moral and political agency” with “a powerful, if indirect relevance to political life.” It might be replied that the nature of the soul itself is invisible, made so only by speech and action, or by a look in the eyes, and that at least one ‘ancient’ philosopher, Socrates, listened to his “daemon,” a being that acted very much like a guardian angel. 

    Be this as it may—and Manent’s emphasis remains generally true—he is right to hold that the founders of modern philosophy intended to “expel from their emerging science of politics both Aristotelian prudence or reflective choice and the free will and conscience that ’emerged from the context of Christianity.'” But this attempted turn to realism, to political life as it really is, left human nature, and therefore real politics, far behind. With the dismissal of prudence, free will, and conscience, “human beings lose the tools to understand themselves and the human world.” To reverse this impoverishment of human choice—done in the name of freedom—Manent makes a ‘phenomenological’ recommendation: “a lived engagement with the requirements of reflective choice itself.” Those requirements are, as they have always been, “common sense and common experience.” In republican politics, this means that alert citizens will see, and appreciate, “men of talent and virtue aim[ing] to emulate each other in service to the common good,” putting their “honorable ambition” at “the service of the self-governing city.” Well-designed ruling institutions in that regime will make ambition counteract ambition with ordinary citizens as judges of the ambitious. The problem is that modern republics “have largely severed freedom from action informed by practical reason and civic and moral virtue” by erecting substantial oligarchic institutions in the form of bureaucracies. “It is not a question of statism or collectivism, as some classical liberals and libertarians mistakenly think, but rather the self-government that animates, energizes, and renews a truly free society.” In his later writings, then, Manent comes to adopt the regime emphasis of Aristotelian political science, even as Scruton had done throughout his career.

    Against the New Left, inclined to “despise civic loyalty as evil” and to adopt “an ideological Manicheism reminiscent of twentieth-century totalitarianism,” a Manicheism that “is becoming more coercive, more censorious, with each passing year,” Manent and Scruton “reaffirm that authority is not authoritarianism” if aimed at the good of those ruled, and that “the structure of reality” is “not closed to the possibilities of the Good.” Freedom doesn’t justify itself, morally or politically. And the philosophy of freedom is insufficient because it doesn’t love wisdom.

     

    Notes

    1. For a cogent analysis of an earlier form of nihilism, see Leo Strauss’s 1941 lecture, “German Nihilism” (Interpretation: A Journal of Political Philosophy, Spring 1999, Volume 26, Number 3. See also George Friedman: The Political Philosophy of the Frankfurt School, reviewed on this website: “Origins of the ‘New Left'” (in the “Philosophy” section).
    2. On this website, the reader may find reviews of The Companion to Raymond Aron, José Colon and Elisabeth Dutertre-Michael, eds. (“Aron Companion,” in “Philosophy” section); Dominique Schnapper: The Democratic Spirit of Law (“The Spirit of Democratic Laws,” in “Philosophy” section); Chantal Delsol: Unjust Justice: Against the Tyranny of International Law (“Is International Law Tyrannical?” in the “Nations” section). 
    3. Mahoney points to “Manent’s masterly use” of what the writer Paul Thibauld calls “the art of citation,” whereby he guides his readers to writings that will further their thoughts on the character and merit of political life. It should be added that Mahoney himself is a noteworthy practitioner of that art. On this website, one may find a review of Manent’s Seeing Things Politically (“Manent on Thinking Politically,” in “Philosophy” section) and his La Loi Naturelle et les Drois des Hommes (“Natural Law and the Rights of Man,” in “Philosophy” section).

     

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    The Monarchist Kulturkampf of Charles Maurras

    December 14, 2022 by Will Morrisey

    Charles Maurras: The Future of the Intelligentsia & For a French Reawakening. Edited and translated by Alexander Jacob. London: Arktos Press, 2016.

     

    Almost no one reads him in America. Catholic-sympathizing royalists—Maurras himself was an agnostic whose writings were anathematized by the pope in the 1920s—one who came down on the wrong side of French regime struggles from the Dreyfus ‘affair’ to the Vichy demi-government’s collaboration with France’s Nazi conquerors, tend to get little notice, here. Yet in France, the spirit of Action française, the movement whose journal Maurras edited from its inception in 1899, survives in attenuated form, and so does the organization—no longer a full-fledged political party but a sort of think-tank dedicated to teaching young ‘Right-wing’ activists. It remains staunchly monarchist and patriotic, opposing both French republicanism and federation within the bureaucratized auspices of the European Union. Maurras himself remains a perceptive cultural historian, and not without some telling political thoughts, despite his almost uniformly bad political judgment and virulent antisemitism.

    Maurras admits his own imprudence near the beginning of his 1905 book, The Future of the Intelligentsia. Characteristically, he wraps his admission in hauteur: paying homage to his friend, the writer René-Marc Ferry, founder of a short-lived journal Minerva, Maurras recalls, “We imagined that the Attic olive tree and the Latin laurel united in the French fashion would definitely make the people rush to us,” but “we did not take into account a small fact,” that “the good people were dead,” that the “refined and cultivated society” of old Paris “does not exist any longer.” “We did not want to believe it,” and in encouraging the Quixotic effort Ferry proved himself “too good for your century.” “The enlightened love of letters, and much more the love of philosophy” have perished. Without the “humanist literature,” the arts and sciences become increasingly barbaric, as European politics has become. “I would like to be wrong, but, after so many years of very refined intellectual life, a French high class that does not want to read any more seems to me to be close to its downfall,” and “the bad taste of the new masters” now dominates. Although he detests what he takes to be the internationalism of French Jews, he respects their esteem for “an intelligentsia”; Jews “would not commit the pathetic errors, the omissions, the confusions in which the good faith of our friends may allow itself to get lost.”

    Very well, then. Ferry’s strategy didn’t work because it no longer could work. Political and social circumstances have changed. Since “today, everybody is armed and trained,” so too must the intelligentsia be. “For a long time, we have no longer been able to walk and discuss things under the plane trees,” like the interlocutors in Plato’s Phaedrus. We intellectuals must therefore move from political philosophy to political action. “Action! And I ask for nothing better.” Move from the Phaedrus to Maurice Barrès’s Les déracinés, the novel chronicling young Frenchmen from Lorraine who lose their way, morally and spiritually, in contemporary Paris. Restoration of the life of the mind can only come from vigorous political action, now, action in defense of French monarchy and, to the extent now possible, France’s traditional way of life. Can this be done? “No mind can flatter itself that it has a really satisfactory and certain knowledge of the future. To foresee, even try to foresee, is a sickness of the heart” because “the future is either fear or hope,” and to fear and hope rightly comes only from underlying sentiments well refined. The first of these is patriotism, the opposite of deracination, love of one’s own soil and the ways of one’s own people. Thought severed from the sensibility fostered by the old regime has only led to the “mechanism of modern moeurs,” its power animating the “electric wagon that moves dividing the world into plebeians and patricians.” Modernity founds itself on the “material forces” of “blood and money”; discarding its kings and aristocrats, the French have “passed under the rod of the financial merchants who are of another flesh than ours, that is to say, of another language and another thought”; here is the locus of his animus toward Jews, Germans, and (not incidentally) the great commercial republics of England and America. “Fortunately, the conquering force is not single,” as “blood and money combat each other.” If only the intelligentsia will act, act not as a moderating arbiter between the two forces but as a force that tips the balance from money to blood, to nationality, then it will reverse intellectual deracination and vulgarization while winning an ally with the material force intelligence needs to protect itself but cannot wield directly. “The interest of the man who thinks may be to have more money, but the interest of thought is to attach itself to a free country, which only the hereditary virtue of blood will be able to maintain. In this free country thought equally reclaims order, that which blood can establish and maintain.” Maurras recognizes the need for “wise and prudent” action, even as he fails signally, and will continue to fail signally, to achieve wisdom and prudence. 

    Maurras links intelligence to spirituality, the spirituality of the Catholic Church. He is thinking of the French Catholic Church, remaining a sharp critic of spiritual internationalism along with financial internationalism. Under this noticeably ‘secularized’ Catholicism, “if one wishes to avoid an individualism that suits only Protestants, the moral question becomes once again a social question: no customs without institutions.” As in Barrès, so in Maurras: the individual can cultivate himself only as a member of immortal nation, and the nation cannot survive if it attempts to rule itself under the regime of democracy. 

    It is here that Maurras begins his cultural history of France, a history intended to counteract the contemporary illusion that the power and prestige of men of letters is at its zenith. After all, most intellectuals now suppose, under democracy “the most certain of facts is that we live under a government of public opinion,” and we intellectuals “are the people who extract this opinion and set it to work,” even “creat[ing] it, bring[ing] it into the world,” making us “masters of everything.” “The swords of yesterday have been beaten not into ploughshares but into printing presses,” instruments of the coming “sovereignty of the intelligentsia.” Maurras dismisses this illusion. “No conception of the future is more wrong, even though it is presented to us with equal clarity and warmth.” 

    The intelligentsia consists of men of letters, poets, orators, philosophers—those who wield “the power of the word”—but Maurras will center his historical account on the men of letters. From the sixteenth to the eighteenth century, “letters served their function as an adornment of the world,” striving to “soften polish, and amend common moeurs.” “They were the interpreters and, as it were, the voices of love, the sting of pleasure, the enchantment of long winters and long old age”; “they did not yet claim to govern.” An absolute monarch, a Louis XIV, “would not at all have tolerated” such pretensions,” and when orators, philosophers, and poets ventured to present the best regime for the state they did it ‘Platonically,” “almost always by avoiding seeking an immediate application and a serious realization.” They might invoke pagan themes but seldom if ever “deviat[ed] from the doctrines of the Gospel.” In all this, they displayed “measure and character.” The effects of letters on customs were “indirect and distant”—intentionally so. 

    The eighteenth century saw an entirely different approach. The Enlightenment intelligentsia aimed at reform and indeed at revolution; more, they aimed at ruling, first undermining the existing regime with satire and then reaching for control of it. This could happen because “the genius and modesty of their predecessors of the grand siècle had ensured their credibility.”  Rousseau enjoyed the authority to “usurp the attributes of the prince, those of the priest and even of all the people, for,” being Swiss, “he was not even the subject of the king, nor a member of any large military state of significance in the Europe of that time.” To hold in one’s hands monarchic, priestly, and popular authority amounts to tyranny, “the general dictatorship of letters.” Moreover, in the eighteenth century “letters reigned not as virtuous or just,” not according to the natural principles of politics, “but precisely as letters,” “call[ing] itself Reason.” This so-called reason “accorded neither with the physical laws of reality or with the logical laws of thought”; its victory was therefore “absurd.” “When the royal authority disappeared, it did not at all, as is said, cede to the sovereignty of the people; the successor of the Bourbons is the man of letters.” The Bourbons unwittingly collaborated in their own demise. Thanks to the efforts of the intelligentsia, “a new order of feelings was introduced in hearts, and affected practical life, towards 1789.” They, and the French aristocracy, crucially including the military officers, by then “seriously doubted the justice of their cause and the legitimacy of this work of leadership and government that they had in public office.” Maurras remarks that the same sort of timid abdication occurred again in the revolution of 1848-1850, and not only in France. It was not a matter of lacking coglione, as Bonaparte rather unkindly asserted. “The Revolution had taken place in the depths of their mentality,” minds molded not by philosophy but “philosophism.” 

    From 1789, “no government was more literary,” a judgment confirmed by the political sociologist Michael Mann, who writes that the French revolutionaries would have made “a fine ‘Department of Western Civilization.'” [1] “The governing ideas are the ideas of the ‘philosophes,'” Maurras observes, and “the system of morals and institutions that they had formerly composed in private, they imposed steadily on public life.” Since “the majority of the ideas of that time were imprecise,” general, abstracted from social and political reality, the revolutionaries’ actions “entailed a large number of mutilations and destructions even when [their method] served just ideas,”; reaching for the realization of ideals that could exist only in their minds, “our men of letters were therefore induced to spare neither things nor persons.” As for their sometime collaborator and eventual successor, Napoleon Bonaparte, “one should savor the ideologue in him”; “he represents the crowned man of letters,” the self-conscious beneficiary of Rousseau and Voltaire, the continuer of the Revolution “and with it all that the literature of the eighteenth century dreamed of,” turning it into the Napoleonic Code. This gave Napoleon’s regime coherence. But it was the coherence of “dreams without substance.” To this day, to the beginning of the twentieth century, “all our misfortunes flow from these mendacious appearances,” which “contradict the profound necessities of the real order.” In this, Napoleon may rightly be considered the heir of Enlightenment rationalism and “the greatest poet of French Romanticism.” 

    Despite this, he was also “the last of the nationalist statesmen” in France and a military genius. In this aspect of his soul and his actions Napoleon I “personifies the ironic and harsh response of the military men of the XIX century to the literary dreams of the XVIII.” Infected though they were by “philosophism” (Napoleon himself claimed, perhaps pretended, that “I draw up my battle plans from the dreams of my sleeping soldiers”), the harsh facts of warfare kept them at least partially grounded in reality. 

    This left nineteenth-century France with a knot of contradictions, never unraveled. Revolutionary literature was universal, but nineteenth century politics was nationalist. Revolutionary literature understood labor-capital relations as individualistic, man to man, worker to boss, but nineteenth century economics was industrial, impersonal, corporate. These relations were concealed, if poorly, by the “absurd, odious, and fragile core of the legal fictions” that supported them. Since “the men of letters did not understand anything of the workers movement but what it presented in a revolutionary way, instead of building with it, they contradicted it in its organizational work and stimulated it in its destructive effort,” “embitter[ing] it and lead[ing] it to violence.” “Thus everything that the force of events undertook that was useful or necessary”—the possible rapprochement between workers and capitalists—the “literary intelligentsia led astray or contested methodically.” The authority of these intelligentsia quite rightly began to decline. Chateaubriand, Lamartine, Balzac, Hugo—none wielded the authority of Voltaire and Rousseau. The men of letters who did share in ruling France—the royalist prime minister after the Bourbon restoration, the Comte de Villèle, Napoleon III’s prime minister, Émile Olivier, and Third Republic prime minister Léon Gambetta—all “presented themselves as practitioners [of politics]; they would have been offended by being put in the same company as Rousseau.” “Their common ambition was to present themselves first of all as statesmen and men of action,” as indeed Maurras and his allies sought to do in the next century, with considerably less success.

    Despite its decimation in the Revolution, the old aristocracy survived. Understandably, aristocrats viewed the parvenu intelligentsia with suspicion. Understandably but ill-advisedly: “It would have been wise to restrain sly smiles and to retain insults that were often paid dearly.” “The inorganic condition of society, the instability of governments, in this regard, permitted only movements of passion.” That is, contra Tocqueville’s advice, the aristocrats failed to reassume their rightful function, and “neither a directed politics nor a tradition” would be rebuilt. [2] The remnants of “old France” might invite the intelligentsia into its parlors from time to time, but never admitted such persons into their confidence, and so never exerted influence upon them. As a result, “the French intelligentsia of the XIX century continued its career of a dethroned old queen by separating itself increasingly from this other defeated queen, the French high society of the same period,” isolating itself from her or revolting against her. It appealed, Caesarlike, Napoleonlike, not to “its natural public” but to the crowd and drew much of its inspiration not from French but from German and English sources. The patriotism French letters and their readers accordingly declined.

    Meanwhile, industrial capitalism and its captains of industry enriched not only themselves but spread affluence throughout the country. “The new luxury was in its principle an increase in comfort, a more intelligent adjustment of life, the means of being worth more, of acting more, the multiplication of the facilities of power.” It enables “the rich man of today…to move as he pleases,” making him more cosmopolitan, more ‘internationalist,’ than the old aristocrats, who were bound to the land and the people on and near their land. Money no longer leveled class distinctions, as it had done in the time of transition of the ruling classes from the feudal lords to the bourgeoisie. Money now “accentuated the old separations or rather dug quite new ones.” One separation that widened was that “between the French intelligentsia and the representatives of the French interest, French power, those of the past or of the present.” “Incorporeal in nature, incapable of possessing or administering the material order, the intelligentsia penetrates this new life and this new world as a visitor,” having no part in it.

    Today, at the beginning of the twentieth century, the mechanized character of industrial capitalism “has complicated the material life of the French higher classes,” differentiating it from the other classes, very much including the intelligentsia, which “find[s] itself rejected and excluded from a certain circle of life.” Modern life in the new regime has left the men of letters behind. Insofar as they do participate in that regime, they themselves become industrialized, so to speak. Like capitalists, they produce works appealing to the ‘mass market.’ They do make money, but not enough to join the ranks of the really rich. Their prosperity amounts only to “the false colors of glory,” not the real thing. A writer today, lacking the patronage of the old aristocrats, now find themselves subject to “the most diffuse and soft, the most fleeting and colorless of popularities.” “As a pure business, literature, is thus a bad business and men of letters are very small manufacturers,” with “mediocrity” as “the dividend of the best merchants of paper copies.”

    “I am told that socialism will sort everything out.” Maurras doubts that very much, rejecting the Marxist dream of the omnicompetent ‘new man’ of communism. A writer, Maurras quite sensibly maintains, is seldom a good printer or paper merchant, the example of Benjamin Franklin notwithstanding. In expecting historical laws to transform human nature, socialists bet on a chimera, no strong horse. “Socialism cannot change very much in this natural law”: in human nature one sees not “fixed quantities that may vary with the economic and political conditions but a psychological relationship that is maintained when the quantities are altered,” ensuring that the ‘type’ of the man of letters seldom combines with the ‘type’ of the businessman. “The merchant remains a merchant and the poet a poet,” regardless of whether wealth becomes equalized across those two classes. And, of course, this will result in the constant recurrence of economic inequalities, whatever the socialist rulers may intend. Meanwhile, under the actual prevailing conditions of capitalist industrialism, writers for now can make money, although Maurras foresees the consolidation of publishing houses that will erect barriers to entry for the men of letters to come. A century later, even the Internet, which promised and delivered on its capacity to ensure every writer a means of publishing, becomes increasingly ‘policed,’ as it already is under the state-socialist regime of China. “That is the fact of all forces. It is impossible to approach them without their seeking to submit and enslave.”

    Conditions of literary work under the new oligarchy will force the writer “to exchange a little of outspokenness for money,” causing him to flex “his taste, his opinions before the financial power of his newspaper, journal or bookshop.” Literary independence remains only for those who are independently wealthy (in the past, La Rochefoucauld) or those content in poverty (Diogenes, St. Francis).  Having “proposed to have the world at his feet,” he “suddenly finds himself prostrated before the world.” He begins to lose “his raison d’être, the secret of his strength and his power, which consists in being determined only considerations of the intellectual order. His thought will cease to be the pure mirror of the world and will participate in these simple exchanges of action and passion that form the life of the vulgar person. Thus, the only liberty that there is will be threatened in him; in him the human mind runs a risk of being captured.” And they will be hunted, since “the moment that the intelligentsia has become a capital and it can be exploited very fruitfully, human types had to be born to hunt for it because there is the most magnificent interest in it.”

    What is more, and more menacing, there is “a peril that seems more pressing when one observes” it arises: the peril of entanglement in “the market of politics.” There, intellectuals are in demand. “In fact, after our 100 years of Revolution, the masses decorated with the title of a public think that they have been clothed once again with the sovereignty of France”; “whoever directs public opinion is the actual king.” In economic terms, this produces “a surplus value…in favor of these directors of opinion,” those whose “private opinion makes public opinion.” As noted, those who make private opinion are those who pay the intelligentsia, who are merely the ones with the ability to make public opinion. Since the democrats aren’t stupid and ignorant, they tend to suspect the oligarchic mind and the commands it issues behind the intelligentsia’s hired hand. Since the oligarchs are now internationalists, they use their hired hands to shape, or rather misshape, French public opinion in forms that no longer serve the rights and interests of the French. And those oligarchs may not even be from France.

    Maurras cites the examples of the Austro-Prussian War of 1866 and the Franco-Prussian War of 1870. Before the first war, the “liberal press” in France claimed that Prussia embodied the principles of Voltaire and Frederick the Great against the ‘reactionary’ Catholic monarchy in Vienna. This struck French observers of Bismarck as what we’d now call a bit of a stretch, but no matter—Bismarck himself had already put many among the intelligentsia on his payroll, who went to work deceiving “the benighted masses” about the Iron Chancellor’s intentions. [3] The sad fact is that “patriotism does not make itself felt equal in all the members of the same fatherland,” and it often “requires very large public ills” to remind the public of it. These came soon enough, as an unprepared France lost the 1870 war and the Bonapartist regime collapsed, replaced not by a legitimist monarchy but by the Third Republic. “The democratic journalists, who repeat with a victorious tone that one does not buy opinion, should study in Bismarck how to dupe it.”

    “The illusion of French politics is to believe that good sentiments can be maintained and perpetuate themselves by themselves and, in this way sustain in a constant manner the overwhelming care of the state.” On the contrary, Maurras insists, “Good sentiments are good accidents,” unless reinforced by and within institutions, institutions which “should be defended and maintained at all costs.” What France lacked in the 1860s and still lacks now is not patriotism: “We lacked a well-constituted state,” one that “would have been able to police its press and impress on it a suitable direction.” The French state, democratic-republican in name, oligarchic in fact, “a machine to earn money and to consume it, a mechanism without morality, without a fatherland and without a heart,” readily sold itself to the Prussians, leaving itself unprepared for the war in which the victors seized Alsace and Lorraine. “A blind and fluid force, an indifferent power, equally capable of destroying the state as of serving it, the national intelligentsia,” having become like the money it chased, “could be turned against the national interest when foreign money willed it.”

    Prussia then, Germany now, along with England, despite their commercial and financial heft, retain their monarchs. There, “money cannot constitute the leader of the state because it is birth and not opinion that creates” the monarch. The monarchic circle “has its own law, irreducible to the forces of money, inaccessible to the movements of opinion: the natural law of blood,” of heredity, of family. This “difference in origin is radical,” functioning “in parallel with the powers of money,” ruling and being ruled by those powers reciprocally, but still capable of “resist[ing] them.” And they can also “direct opinion and ensure the competition of the intelligentsia and reprimand it against the solicitations of money.” The natural law of public opinion, embodied by passion, flows where it will; the quasi-natural law of money flows where it finds opportunities for increase; the natural law of blood flows through the more stable channel of heredity, “a political power distinct from money and opinion.” Even religion proved susceptible to the money power, since by now the state has taken control of religion, and money control of the state. (Maurras neglects to mention that the French state, following Machiavelli, had largely taken control of the French Catholicism during the seventeenth century, which was one reason why the “philosophists” targeted both.) And as for the universities, once ordained and controlled by the Church, they now belong to the state, too, and “through its subsidies, the state controls or at least supervises our different literary or artistic bodies and associations,” as well, binding them to “its master money.” “The French state is uniform and centralized; with its bureaucracy reaching every school reading-desk in every little village, such a state finds itself perfectly armed to precent the constitution of any serious adversary, not only against itself but against the plutocracy of which it is an expression.” 

    What of the revolutionaries? The businessmen have ensured their complicity along with that of everyone else, funding both ‘Right’ and ‘Left.’ “In this way it oversees the attacks and can direct them,” especially against any wealth that “retains something personal”—landed wealth and small business, interests more likely to retain a sense of patriotism, sentiments favoring the national rights and interests. Under these conditions, “the intelligentsia will be debased for a long time.” “A foolish moralism will judge everything,” the judges partisans “hypnotized by an idea of the good and evil conceived without any nuance and applied fanatically” in the manner of Tolstoy, that great novelist, inane religionist and vacuous political thinker. “A patrician class in the order of things but a truly democratic barbarity in thought, that is the classification of the near future.”

    As for the more distant future, it may improve if the intelligentsia “tries to regain again its order, its fatherland, its natural gods” against an equally disordered, fluid democracy and oligarchy, internationalism, and the unnatural god of money now worshipped universally. To do this, “the best elements of the intelligentsia” must ally themselves with the old aristocrats,” “forc[ing] itself to respect and support our old philosophical and religious traditions.” It may then begin to perform “the true function of the intelligentsia, to see and make visible what regime would be the best, to choose it authoritatively and even to orient the other forces in this direction”—the direction of monarchy. Can the intelligentsia, by exposing public opinion “to feel the profound nullity of its powers” in the face of the oligarchs, not be persuaded to “sign the abdication” of the democracy’s “fictive sovereignty”? Admittedly, that would “demand a commonsense act from one who is deprived of common sense,” but “is it not still possible to find absurd reasons for an act that is not that at all?” In the event, both the Communists and the Nazis would find absurd reasons for absurd and vicious acts, so Maurras’s hope could have had plausibility to some of his fellow litterateurs. “Exposed to perish under a victorious quantity, intellectual quality absolutely does not risk anything in making an effort; if it loves itself, if it loves our last relics of influence and liberty, if it has some visions of the future and some ambition for France, it is fitting for it to lead the reaction of the desperate, “ally[ing] itself with those who try to do something beautiful before sinking.” “In the name of reason and nature, consonant with the ancient laws of the universe, for the welfare of order, for the duration and progress of a threatened civilization, all hopes are borne on the ship of Counter-Revolution.” The problem was that the modern tyranny of Communism and Nazism appealed to the illusion of mass empowerment, whereas Maurras aimed at disillusionment of the democrats, at admitting that they were mistaken in wanting power.

    Some four decades later, writing in the middle of the Second World War, and now aligned with General Pétain’s not-so-sovereign regime in Vichy, Maurras continued to ask, “How will France awaken?” [4] In answering, he taps into the Heideggerian vein: “The actions by which France, in the course of its trials, has made an end of its forgetfulness of itself, and has regained possession of its real being its true personality and physical and moral qualities, which are part of its destiny” will stem from asking, “What do we do, what have we done, what are we used to doing and what will we do to emerge from this abyss of evils?” We must consider France’s “past rebirths.” He thus offers a political history of France complementary to the ‘cultural’ history he had written in 1904.

    France consists of two strains: the Gallic type, “perfectly defined in the tribes that followed (or did not follow) Vercingetorix around 80 BC,” and the Roman type, whose representatives conquered the Gauls. “France thus had at that time all it needed to have” well before the Franks (themselves a Romanized Germanic people) invaded in 420 AD. “We are Gallo-Romans.” From the Gaul, France received the virtues of bravery and the “taste in intellectual matters and in matters of eloquence”—the “art of fighting and that of speaking well.” Generosity, enthusiasm, ardor, “the readiness to take risks, the instinct to undertake enterprises and conquests, a mystical philosophy, but learnt from at the highest speculations of the great ages of Egypt Greece and Etruria, a religion full of poetry, a poetry full of dreams, fierce and graceful, or sublime, ritual which ranged from human sacrifice to the solemn picking of the sacred mistletoe by the priestess in a white robe armed with a golden sickle, and, in nature, a serious effort at clearing a vast extent of forests, an already scientific agriculture and nascent industries that were much advanced”: such were the ethos and the actions of the Gauls. Writing only three years after the debacle of 1940, Maurras would inspirit the French, again.

    He knows the Gallic vices, too, the worst of which was already observed by Julius Caesar in his Gallic Wars. “His most powerful ally against the Gauls was, in Gaul itself, the discord of big children” whose “outburst of contrary opinions had betrayed commands there and paralyzed action.” Fickle and factitious, “the Gaul is like a wolf to the Gaul.” Rome gave Gallia the unity of direction and order it never had on its own. “This was naturally, and properly, the Roman contribution: order and reason.” Under Roman rule, the Gauls thrived; “hardly had Rome fallen upon them than they began to rival them in all the arts of written eloquence, rhetoric, jurisprudence, philosophy, poetry.” In designing their buildings, the Gauls learned from the Romans but soon innovated, an effort yielding first Romanesque and then Gothic architecture. In politics, the Gallic “mosaic of clans” and “the imperial statism of the centralizing Caesars” gave way to “lineaments of a new aristocratic, hierarchical, monarchical status: the feudal order.” In this new political form, as a result of it, “souls themselves were gradually transformed and here was developed in them a synthesis of emotion and intelligence, of illuminating consciousness and generous movement” defined by “the extreme vigor of a natural élan” now “orderly, enlightened, and reasonable,” and “the forces of the heart magnified by the thought that directs them.” “This definition allows us to identify our France with the eternal and universal culture that was foreseen by the ancient Hellene Anaxagoras as an expression of humanity: ‘At first all things were entangled and confused, Mind emerged to distribute them according to an order.'” The Gallo-Roman “civil state of our fatherland” combined “Gallic strength” with “Roman order.” Subsequent ethnicities, whether Greek Iberian, Moorish, Burgundian, Basque, or Scandinavian, all became integrated into the national union, a consolidation made more thoroughly and more readily because “all their distant dissimilarities were equally received into the bosom of the same uniform religion which (note well) spoke to God and men in Latin, prayed and chanted in Latin,” the language of the Roman Catholic Church.

    Owing to France’s Gallo-Roman ethos, French women have taken on a far different aspect than women of other nationalities. “The English woman is a child, even as an old wife or as a grandmother; among us, the Gallic spirit, in its feminine, sensitive and generous aspect, has brought about the fact the men allow themselves to be led by the nose.” “The French woman is, in France, everywhere a queen: at the salon, the farm, the shop, the large store. There is no woman in the Académie française, but she is the great elector of it.” “This deep penetration of the French woman by the virile spirit and the French man by feminine sensitivity is not better observed anywhere else than in the religion of France,” animated as it is with a serious “rigorous orthodoxy…understood and defended in it with clarity and vigor.” In the French we see “the androgyne of Plato, the male and female being which grants the scepter alternately to the mind and to the heart when it does not confer sovereignty, as often happens, to the simultaneous synthesis of both”— a “taste of internal truths, of moral experience,” disciplined by “an iron logic, the nuances of a subtle judgment which chooses and excludes, which cuts and rejoins.” [5]

    To those who might suggest that this is all a bit ‘much,’ Maurras rejoins, “Why should I be modest about my fatherland, which has been conquered?” 

    After the Roman retreat, France was reunited twice, first under the Franks (Clovis, Dagobert, Pepin, Charlemagne), then under French kings, beginning around 700 AD, when French aristocrats joined forces and crowned duly recognized monarchs, who proceeded to make themselves “indispensable to the population by repelling the new invasion’s and rendering increasingly more specialized police services,” eventually assuming “the role of overlords, supreme arbitrators and senior judges. It was a centralized judicial system under the monarchy, a system which combined feudal and Roman law, which did the most to keep France united, providing civil peace at work, on the streets, and in the markets. To this “benevolent authority [there] corresponded voluntarily that generous obedience wherein the real citizen finds a benefit and honor, wherein the power from above commands confidence from below”; although not fully political in Aristotle’s sense, monarchic rule enjoyed the consent of the governed. “The governed and the governing met each other halfway.” 

    Conversely, “every French crisis began with the head of the state,” when the lesser aristocracies and/or regents ruling on behalf of a child-king became “the scourges of the monarchy” and “the scourges of the nation.” Such rebellions did not signify tyranny but a “regression” to the Gallic spirit of faction, when “the rods of the faces began to separate and act alone,” just as their ancestors had done before the arrival of the Romans. For more than seven centuries, the monarchic regime would recover and reunite France.

    It was the overthrow of the monarchy by republicans in 1789, followed by the Jacobin insurgency three years later, which plunged France into “the era of ever deeper invasions in the century-and-a-half which followed.” Decapitating the king decapitating the unifier of the factions; once freed, the factions invited foreign exploitation and conquest of the country. The Bonapartists who tried to reconstitute monarchy lacking legitimacy; it is one thing to be a leader, another to be a king. The Bourbons who briefly restored the true monarchy, and even the Orléanists who made a legitimist claim, restored unity and peace to France, but their work was ruined by “an elected democratic leader, Napoleon III,” whose “foolish foreign policy” led him to defeat and strong executive rule to discredit. This latter Napoleon produced the defeat at Sedan, the loss of Alsace and Lorraine, “a tribute of five billions and, much worse than that, the establishment of the democratic republic,” since Bismarck prevented any monarchical restoration.” The Third Republic’s notorious factionalism left the state in a shambles, eventuating finally in total collapse in the face of Nazi-German assault. 

    “Royalty supposes…a prime moral element which consists of two principles that are adhered to, alive and practiced: orders and obedience”—a “legitimist state of mind.” If and when the English, Americans, and Russians combine to liberate France, that moral element and the regime it supports must and can return. Surely we have learned the lesson republican regimes have taught us. “Why should we not govern ourselves any longer? Well, because it is a shenanigan: we govern ourselves badly, we do not even govern ourselves.” Republicanism means “the government of the worst canaille, sometimes basely cynical, sometimes so hypocritical that it sprinkles bloody holy water in both cases.” There remains one legitimate heir to the French throne: the Comte de Paris, Henri d’Orléans. And he is a real Frenchman, not a foreigner called in by necessity, as the French were forced to do more than once in their happier, monarchic centuries. Elections cause division and war, monarchs unity and peace. As a result, “the next day can no longer fail to arise when, with negligible exceptions, each Frenchman will see his personal fate hung directly on the fate of France and when the latter fate will be felt to be threatened so much that the least functionary, the least boss engaged in industrial or agricultural exploitation, the least proletarian who is father of a family will be held by the throat by a double and same necessity: to maintain for himself and his family members the condition of a French life and not to have a false idea of his condition.” “The wish for ‘Long live France’ is only the seed of another wish: ‘Long live the king.'”

    It took a real statesman to right French politics, insofar as they could be righted. Instead of compromising himself by collaborating with the Nazis, Charles de Gaulle opposed them from the beginning, urging his countrymen to rearm themselves in accordance with the practices of modern, mobile warfare in the 1930s, then exiling himself first to London, then to Algeria, after fighting in the Battle of France in 1940. And although manifestly concurring with some of Maurras’s diagnosis of France’s cultural-political ills, especially its neglect of France’s Roman or Latin characteristics, as contrasted with what de Gaulle called its “Mediterranean restlessness,” he saw that if modern tyrants appealed to the democracy, and legitimist monarchists could only hope that the democracy would come to its senses, the way to defend the democracy against tyranny was to provide republican regimes with a strong executive, a monarch within a republican regime. He said to Malraux, “Our sensitive souls called me a Maurras when I re-established the republic,” but “can you see Maurras going into battle to enforce universal suffrage in the Presidential elections?” But on the other hand, “What democracy? Stalin, Gomulka, Tito, yesterday Peron? Mao? The United States had its monarch—Roosevelt—and it misses him.” De Gaulle understood that Maurras was attacking the parliamentary republic, the First, Second, Third, and Fourth Republics. The Fifth Republic, the one he founded, differed from all the others because it featured an executive, a president, with the authority to defend the country. In failing to reinvigorate federalism in France, as Maurras wanted, and in delaying but failing to prevent France’s drift toward European internationalism, away from the confederal “l’Europe des patries,” which Maurras also wanted, de Gaulle identified the same enemy Maurras had deplored: “In all this lot, my only enemy, and France’s, has always been money.” [6] 

     

     

    Notes

    1. “Just like the members of a modern department, no one two centuries later would read any of their works had their authors not become world-historical terrorists.” Michael Mann: The Sources of Social Power, Volume II: The Rise of Classes and Nation-States, 1760-1914 (Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, 1993).
    2. Although Maurras evidently owes this insight to Tocqueville, he makes no mention of that, likely preferring not to encourage an alliance between the aristocratic class of “old France” with the democracy.
    3. Historians now suspect that Napoleon III was intimidated by Bismarck’s threats in a conference they held shortly before the war. The two hypotheses do not necessarily contradict one another.
    4. As Alexander Jacob observes in his useful introduction, Maurras quite characteristically supported the Vichyite Pétain but not the Vichyite Pierre Laval. Pétain represented to him the true, Roman or Latinist character of France, whereas Laval was a German sympathizer through and through. This fine but politically irrelevant distinction landed Maurras in prison after the war, convicted of treason by French republicans.
    5. In Plato’s Symposium, it is the comic poet Aristophanes who tells the story of the three sexes seen in human beings in their original nature: male, female, androgyne. In order to teach a due humility to humans, Zeus cuts all of them into halves: the originally round, two-headed, four-legged, four-armed humans become one-headed, two-legged and two-armed, but each of these halved humans longs for its former ‘other half,’ with the original males longing for males, the original females longing for females, the original androgynes longing for individuals of the opposite sex. In alluding to this story, Maurras invokes the comic poet, not the tragic poet Agathon or the philosopher Socrates, both of whom offer different accounts of the nature of erotic love. Maurras wants his readers to think of the true France as neither tragic nor rationalist but happy because balanced, untormented by unrealizable longings or irreconcilable ‘factions’ in its ‘soul.’
    6. André Malraux: Felled Oaks (Terence Kilmartin translation, New York: Holt, Rinehart, and Winston, 1971, pp. 93, 116). Money, but without the antisemitic edge Maurras gave to his critique.

     

     

     

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    Teaching as Distinct from Educating

    December 9, 2022 by Will Morrisey

    Jacques Barzun: Teacher in America. Garden City: Doubleday and Company, 1945.

     

    “We have latterly had too much educational discussion,” Barzun remarks, and it must be said that the situation has not improved. (He says the same thing about political theory and, given the level of political theory in the first half of the twentieth century, who can blame him?) “A lifelong discipline of the individual by himself, encouraged by a reasonable opportunity to lead a good life” and “synonymous with civilization,” education may come “because of the teaching [a person] has had, sometimes in spite of it,” as Henry Adams shows in own somewhat wayward way. Parents and teachers (much less school administrators) don’t educate; they teach, and usually the administrators don’t even do that. The grand ambitions of self-styled ‘educators’ therefore have “practical limits.” You can’t become a civilized person just by learning stuff, even true stuff. Citizen virtues and other features of the cultivated soul “occur as by-products” of teaching. They are “connected with good teaching,” to be sure, but not the same as it.

    Teaching consists of the art of showing a pupil how to do things for himself. A pupil has his own moral and intellectual structure, which must be attended to. Souls can be induced to learn so long teachers relate the facts they convey to principles and persons—Washington, D.C. to George Washington. “All valuable learning hangs together and works by associations which make sense.” At the same time, this intellectual side of the thing requires moral supplement, habituation. “There are only two such habits”: thinking and attention. Both can be fostered by example, whether the teacher lectures, leads a discussion, or tutors; “the effective agent is the living person,” teacher and pupil alike. In this, the live person has an advantage over a book, although Barzun does not of course scant books, recommending that they be read by oneself, away from those sections of libraries that buzz with whispers. (“Reading, true reading, is the solitary vice par excellence.”) And avoid the sort of books given to pupils in teachers’ colleges, written in the “ghoulish Desperanto” of people who miscall themselves educators. It may be worth noting that John Dewey, master of clunky Germanish English, was Barzun’s older contemporary at Columbia. Columbia Teachers’ College, at that.

    As to reading itself, “the child who is a born reader will of course go through phases of continuous reading, which has a way of getting on the nerves of family and friends.” Reading is nonetheless good, rereading even better, as it fosters thought. Teachers can help by concentrating their pupils’ attention on select passages from the books assigned—the “French explication de texte.” This will enable, if not guarantee, that the pupil becomes a student, “gaining an idea of what can be done by applying one’s mind and using others’ ideas,” by “begin[ning] to discover the need for interpreting, the ways of testing a preference for one interpretation over another, and the desirability of checking doctrinaire inclinations in an uncertain world.” And he will learn, not so much from the teacher as from the writers they study together, that “in the realm of mind as represented by great men, there is no such thing as separate, isolated ‘subjects,'” that Shakespeare knows a thing or two about medicine, psychology, history, and can integrate what he knows into a comprehensive understanding of the whole. Only such integration can come to ‘make sense’ to a person. And so the one who attempts to teach algebra shouldn’t neglect to say what algebra is for, “what exponents mean apart from their handling.” Indeed, “being part of the logical sciences, it should be taught in conjunction with informal elementary logic,” as that can engage the students in “the fascination of the mind’s ability to test its own inward workings.” There is a moral dimension to such a fascination, as “the ability to feel the force of an argument apart from the substance it deals with is the strongest weapon against prejudice.” 

    Moving through the academic ‘disciplines’ from reading and mathematics to the sciences, Barzun recalls that at the turn of his century science replaced Latin and Greek in the curricula of American schools. This happened because classicists attempted to imitate science, reducing “their field to a wasteland of verbal criticism, grammar, and philology” and neglecting the substance of the Latin and Greek writers, the wisdom they offer, which modern science cannot match. “Naturally the classics were exterminated, for science could beat them at their own game,” which had exchanged theoretical and practical wisdom for ‘pragmatism.’ Young man, do you want to be practical? Very well, chemistry can offer you a better-paying job than any of the schools still offering Latin classes. “That is what invariably comes of trying to put belles-lettres into utilitarian envelopes.” Better to treat the sciences “as humanities.” Making them fields for specialists alone “made possible the present folly in Germany” (that would be Nazism) by splitting its people into “three groups: the technicians, the citizens, and the irresponsible rabble,” a regime in which “the rabble together with the technicians can cow the citizenry.” “Such principles will hardly give long life and happiness to a democracy,” the regime that must “have more citizens than anything else.” Without that preponderance, citizens “will find not only that representative government has slipped out of their fingers, but that have also lost their commanding position,” enslaved to their new masters.

    “All this clearly depends on teaching our easygoing, rather credulous college boys and girls what science is. If they leave college thinking, as they usually do, that science offers a full, accurate, and literal description of man and Nature; if they think scientific research by itself yields final answers to social problems; if they thin scientists are the only honest, patient and careful workers in the world”; that “theories spring from facts and that scientific authority at any time is infallible”; and that, accordingly, “science steadily and automatically makes for a better world”; then “they have wasted their time in the science lecture rule” and have become “a menace,” believing either that their mastery of science bestows authority upon them or that their failure to master science disqualifies them from positions of authority altogether. To avoid this, Barzun recommends not a ‘survey course’ in science but an “intelligent introduction” to “the principles of physical science,” demarcating science’s powers and limitations.

    What’s now called science was once a part of philosophy. But by the 1880s in America, scientists had convinced many academic philosophers that science could bring certain answers to their ponderings—rather in in the manner that Paul the Apostle ridiculed the philosophers (or perhaps sophists) of his own time that Christianity showed the straight way that obviated the zetetic practice of always searching, never finding. Against this, Barzun urges that “the classics, philosophy, and science are at once overlapping and complementary disciplines,” and their history ought not to be neglected. He knows that ‘history’ means not the course of events but a narrative of a course of events, that “history as such does not exist,” as it’s “always the history—the story—of something,” an “account of man in society.” Its intrinsic interest lies in being about ourselves, “men being by definition interested in themselves.” Action, thought, chance: history consists of an account of these; good history should not however “be treated as a moral tale until the student knows a fair quantity of facts,” ballast against the errant sailing that comes from airy moralizing. The art of teaching history “consists in making the student see” that the actions and thoughts of men, and in particular their motives for acting, “resemble his own, at the same time as they are subtly modified by conditions and ideas and hopes now beyond recall.” Absence of teaching means that an American who knows what the Monroe Doctrine is, very much including its original purpose, will better understand, and perhaps better respond to, today’s Latin American who objects to it. The student who possesses this “historical sense” will understand “his neighbors, his government, and the limitations of mankind much better,” less inclined to “being taken in…by panicky fears [or] by second-rate Utopias.” The historical sense, so understood, becomes “a moderator which insists on knowing conditions before passing judgments”; in this, “the historical sense is above all political-minded,” tending “to make men tolerant, without on that account weakening their determination to follow the right,” inasmuch as “they know too well the odds against it.”

    As to the fine arts, Barzun cautions against “trying to approach the professional standard of performance,” which makes it “necessary to concentrate on doing at the expense of thinking,” to musically illiterate specialists. “A knowledge of the history of art is ultimately necessary for the best kind of enjoyment and performance—even and especially by the master.” “The very reason why art is worth teaching at all is that it gives men the best sense of how rich, how diverse, how miraculous are the expressions of the human spirit through the ages”—the theme of André Malraux’s writing at that time, as well. In this, again, “the college does not pretend to ‘educate,'” as “it can only furnish the means of later self-education” by having students see pictures and sculptures, listen to music, and by giving them a sense of the history of what they are looking at and hearing. “The aim is not to make picture dealers or musical stenographers, but to teach to future ‘educated’ citizens two new and special languages—visual and auditory,” thereby “mak[ing] sensations more accurate and inward reflection richer by associations with these concrete experiences.” This “break[s] down self-will for the sake of finding out what life and its objects may really be like,” as “most esthetic matters turn out to be moral ones in the end”—great art offering “a choice” of “preferring strength to weakness, truth to softness, life to lotus-eating.” Barzun’s identification of fine arts with languages points to the benefit of learning foreign languages, which “lets you into the workings of other human minds, like and unlike your own,” introducing you to “real things [that] are untranslatable: gemütlich, raison d’être, dolce far niente, high life, and so on.” 

    Having addressed each of the subject areas of teaching, drawing out the relations among them, Barzun returns to a consideration of the great books whose authors show that they have done that better than he can claim to do. “A great book is in effect a view of the universe, complete for the time being. You must get inside it to look out upon the old familiar world with the author’s unfamiliar eyes.” For his part, a teacher must remember that his pupils are reading the book “for the first time,” that “the discussion of any classic” in the classroom “must be superficial” for that reason. “Fortunately there are connections between one great book and another, which enable us to capitalize on our reading experience,” enabling readers to learn not only from each book itself but from what one book says about the others. Interest in reading the great books revived in the 1920s, in the wake of the scientistic takeover of higher education, with the publication of John Erskine’s The Moral Obligation to Be Intelligent. St. Johns College and the University of Chicago then attempted to ‘institutionalize’ such study with their great-books curricula. Barzun demurs. “St. Johns tries to do in college what the educated man should be expected to do for himself ten or fifteen years after his graduation.” And institutionalization inclines to methodization, which will not do when inquiring into works that resist methodical treatment. Rather, “a teacher who wants to read a series of books with his students will be well advised to show a kind of willing discipleship shifting ground from book to book. He must be a Christian moralist with Dante a skeptic with Lucretius, and a pantheist with Goethe” since, “if he wants the reader to lend their minds, he must himself be able to do it.” Above all, “Don’t talk to me about the Greeks: read them!”

    How, then, shall teaching, if not education, be institutionalized? Barzun is rather partial to the approach taken by his own institution, Columbia College. During the First World War, Columbia teachers and administrators understood the conflict to involve a challenge not only to the American regime but to Western civilization. They introduced a compulsory course for freshmen titled “An Introduction to Contemporary Civilization in the West,” eventually extended to two years, then supplemented by courses in the Humanities and the Sciences. With those (again, necessarily superficial) courses completed, the Columbia student “not only fills his head with fair pictures of reality, but…begins to think with tolerable good sense about what he himself wishes to do, both in his next two college years and later on.” To accomplish this, the College needs “a good staff, willing to work like dogs with small discussion groups,” teachers supported by administrators who can “make the three required courses fit into the time available.” Ultimately, “either the basic, required collegiate preparation will be seriously breached, or the basic required vocational preparation will have to yield.” Barzun is inclined to insist on the collegiate preparation, as it gives students the chance to become whole men and real citizens.

    What about those administrators? “Nothing so strikes the foreign observer with surprise as the size and power of American collegiate administration”—and bear in mind that Barzun writes this in 1945, innocent of subsequent elaborations, many imposed by the overarching administrative states, federal and ‘state,’ which regulate and subsidize colleges and universities at the price of requiring teaching institutions to imitate the institutions of modern statism. Even then, administrators had organized themselves into a “planetarium of deans with the President of the University as a central sun.”  Despite occasional eclipses within such systems, “usually more sympathy obtains among fellow administrators than between them and the teaching personnel,” and “if it came to a pitched battle, I feel sure that the ore compact executive troops, animated by a single purpose, besides being better fed and self-disciplined, could rout the more numerous but disorderly rabble that teaches.” Disorderly, because faculty meetings prove stages of contention; “it would take a philosopher-king to rule over such a roost.” Therefore, the best practicable regime is the one “laid out so as to guarantee a reasonable freedom” to teach, research, write. When lost, “the battle for academic freedom” takes on “the grimness of an execution by the secret police,” as “a teacher is dropped, silently, callously, with the clear intent of an unfrocking and of an attainder against his dependents” against which “there is no redress, for it occurs usually too low in the world of educational institutions, it concerns too small a post, and it can command no publicity.”

    Barzun suggests a remedy. Faculty members and administrators should ask themselves three questions about the accused: “Has the teacher the right to express his opinion on the mooted subject in the classroom” Has he the right to express it outside? And finally, “has he the right to use class time to convert students to his opinion?” The answer to the last question should be a firm ‘no,’ as students, “who are perhaps compelled to listen to him, have every right to complain if they are preached at instead of instructed.” With respect to the first question, the teacher has the right to express his opinion on topics within his sphere of authority, “no matter who disapproves and for what reason.” Admittedly, “the cost of this freedom may be a good deal of crackpot error, but nothing good goes unpaid for: this is the price.” As to topics beyond his sphere, the teacher properly enjoys “not academic freedom, but academic responsibility,” observing “the same tact that he would in good society.” Similarly, his students “have no right to publish what is said in class, or they kill its informality.” As to opinions expressed outside the university, he has a citizen’s freedom to speak freely, so long as he “make[s] it clear to his hearers or readers when he is speaking as a citizen and when as a University expert on some special branch.” If his reader would think about these matters further, Barzun recommends “the classic and definitive” statements on academic freedom made by Harvard president A. Lawrence Lowell during the First World War, in defense of the socialist Harold Laski. [1] And finally, an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure: “The important thing is to be sure you are hiring a teacher and not a wolf wrapped in a sheepskin.” Once hired, a teacher’s popularity or lack of same should have no bearing on his treatment. “Let those who dislike him drop his course.”

    As to the institutional qualifications of faculty members, Barzun deems the doctoral degree to have become an “initiation into the most expensive and least luxurious club in the world.” It “shows nothing about teaching ability” and, “as a ritual, it is one of those unlucky importations from Europe—largely due to the influence of Daniel Coit Gilman of Johns Hopkins,” the first American university modeled on German academic institutions. Barzun concedes that the Ph.D in science makes some sense, “represent[ing] good sound experimental work.” Doctorates in education, on the other hand, “cover such a wide range of indefinite subject matter that they have been repeatedly and deservedly ridiculed.” Their bearers have learned teaching “methods”; “by racking his wits and the dictionary, an educator,” as he is called, “can devise methods for subjects he does not know and for subjects that have no matter in them,” producing textbooks “almost as large and medical and law books” which “seldom do more than pad out statistical matters of fact ” in “the educators” lingo” Barzun had scored earlier. More generally, he deplores the conflict between teaching and scholarship seen when candidates for advanced degrees are required to research and write while meeting students. “Writing a first book and learning to teach are almost always incompatible occupations; and attempting both under a superior’s eye adds to the strain.” “The octopus has him in its grip and does not let him go.” 

    By 1945, American schools had begun the now-familiar practice of standardized testing for ‘aptitudes.’ But if “every college should…be dedicated to Intellect”—that is, to “Mind, free and restless in its desire to experience, comprehend, and use reality,” such tests “should go.” “Unless we recognize Intelligence as the general quality I tried to define, we shall all bow down in a morass of ill-defined virtues, aptitudes, and accomplishments,” inasmuch as “the only yardstick fit to measure an Intelligence with is another Intelligence.” Is this objective, scientific? Well, no. “Objectivity applies, as its name suggests, to objects,” and “science cannot help us classify the things we care about when we enter the realm of mind.” Intelligence belongs to persons, not objects. (And, one now must add, objects that are artifacts; there is no such thing as artificial intelligence, although there is intelligent artfulness).

    Teaching is by and for persons. A teacher with any sense of this reality at all will know that “students are in college solely to pass courses, and that they are moved exclusively by zest for learning.” This reality has implications for conduct. “Friendship between an instructor and a student is impossible” because “friendship has strict prerequisites, among them, freedom of choice and equality of status,” neither of which “can exist in thee teacher-student relation.” That goes especially for teacher-student romances, as it’s “bad for love-making to combine it with a desire to improve and be improved.”

    Nor should colleges worry too much about what students want. It will always be something. “The customer is always right, perhaps, but not so the student,” and with students “reproof and encouragement must be administered together.” Don’t pay too much attention to student demands for special treatment. “The blind boys tend to think their achievement so remarkable that they should earn Phi Beta Kappa with B’s when others need A’s.” Their achievement is remarkable, but it is not a Phi Beta Kappa-worthy achievement. These are two separate kinds of achievement. In dealing with students, “partiality and pity are fatal.” If you bend the rules for a student laboring under difficult circumstances, bend them only with regard to “practical details—an extension of time, a special examination, extra hours of tutoring missed—anything of this kind and nothing that damages the prize worked for.” Moreover, “the meaning of this hard leniency must be pointed out as a lesson in itself.” 

    When he turns to women in college, Barzun misses something, namely, the parenting he’d initially mentioned. With women, he laments, five years after graduation, “where has all the philosophy and English literature and mathematics gone to?” In the 1940s, to be sure, most of it went into the nursery, where it lent no expertise in the tasks of comforting infants and changing their diapers. College-educated women “are probably handicapped by four years of leisure and learning for the battle of life over crib and stove.” This would be true if crib and stove were the only tasks mothers undertake. But if, as Barzun has stipulated, parents are the first teachers of children, do they not also engage them in conversation? Even absent the careers essayed by women inspired two decades later by Second Wave Feminism, surely a devoted ‘stay-at-home’ mother has always had more to do than shop for food, clean the house, prepare meals, and wash dishes. Contra Barzun, “their imagination about the distant or the abstract” need not be “completely atrophied.” And even he relents, maintaining that qualified women should be in college but need a somewhat different type of pedagogy than the men. Most women are less prone to abstract thinking (for better or for worse), “less interested than boys in theory, in ideas, in the logic of things and events.” College teachers should go against that grain, indirectly. “If the teacher takes pains to show repeatedly that concrete harm, good, suffering, pleasure or profit follows from some belief or truth in question, a beginning can be made of substituting reason for memory.” With women, “every event or proposition must be related to human motives, lest it be automatically discounted as one of those wild things that men do or say and that count for nothing.” The reward goes beyond the parenting that Barzun scants. “The highest form of sociability is the conversation of educated men and women.”

    “The right to education must remain on an equal footing with every other right, namely, the footing of being available insofar as the claimant shows the power to deserve it.” Barzun insists that this in no way contradicts democracy, as “the existence of superior brains does not touch in the slightest the theoretical bases of democratic government,” as “the true notion of equality is not identity but equivalence of treatment”—equal things to equals, as Aristotle puts it. In any classroom there will be some students better at the work than others, and this can be made good if “the more gifted learn to appreciate other men’s difficulties” and the less gifted “to gauge other men’s powers.” “No tampering with either [the college’s] ingredients or its standards of quality” should be countenanced.

    So, yes, do require students to read great books, not only to listen to the teacher’s summaries and comments. “For a man to find his way through to the real Nietzsche or Darwin is a laborious task. He must forget what he ‘knows'”—that is, what he’s heard about the author—and “read Nietzsche himself, not one book merely but perhaps as many as three, lending his mind to each, while comparing and assimilating.”

    That is the real business of the college, but since the business of America is business money will be needed to support it, and money talks. It seldom speaks intelligently, preferring to subsidize athletic scholarships, projects designed to ameliorate social and medical ills, and grand buildings instead of college business. As things then stood, the ratio of donations was “two to one in favor of serving animal needs—and the distribution of cash makes it more like one hundred and fifty to one.” Scholarships should go to students who show evidence of “talent, achievement, and promise,” not poverty or alumni connections. Barzun offers a compromise: “If the alumni must have invincible teams, let them continue to send promising athletes to their alma mater, but since this often requires stead ‘co-operation’ on the part of the admitting authorities as well as the teaching staff, let the alumni clubs be told that every second recipient of their support be a genuine student.”

    This is to acknowledge what politic philosophers have understood for millennia, that “the teacher and thinker must constantly bear in mind special conditions that define his craft,” as Barzun delicately puts it. “He has on his side only mankind’s desire for light—the light that gives all other things their shape; and this, though a strong motive, is easily obscured by more immediate demands. The teacher must consequently sustain it most steadfastly in the very persons who neglect or forget it easily.” The example of Socrates, and of thinkers and teachers in the contemporary regimes of fascism and communism, have made that point more starkly, but as a teacher in America Barzun can concentrate on the need for decent salaries. “If the Field Marshall is not ashamed to admit that money is the sinews of war, the teacher should feel no qualms in proclaiming that alma mater means first of all the nourishing mother.” That is a form of motherhood Barzun does indeed esteem.

    This brings Barzun to his final topics, family and polity. In a display of his excellent judgment, he begins with the chapter on marriage in Philip Gilbert Hamerton’s The Intellectual Life. As Hamerton sees, “the world is not organized for the life of the mind” but for “business and domesticity.” In marriage, “people who are not systematically broken in to living with a professional thinker cannot overcome their ingrained disbelief in the reasonableness of so irregular an existence.” Most “brain workers” do not “know how to protect their vigils,” how to ignore telephone calls and ringing doorbells in order to preserve “the will-o’-the-wisp of mental effort,” a thought which, “if postponed may be lost forever.” Hamerton’s recommendation, marrying a nice peasant girl, was already a fading prospect in the 1880s when he wrote his book, “the afterglow of a golden age.” “There are no peasant girls,” anymore; “the man of thought must face the educated woman of the twentieth century—if he finds one to his taste—and work out his intellectual salvation with her or against her.” That “thinking is inwardly a haphazard, fitful, incoherent activity” is “perhaps the least suspected fact of the intellectual life,” and its vulnerability to persecution intended or unintended has proven itself a perennial dilemma.

    Moving from the household to the city, Barzun discommends any overall ‘ideological’ or religious orientation of intellectual life. The old universities of the West organized themselves around Christianity, an organizing principle Barzun deems to be unavailable in practice today. He firmly refuses its contemporary substitutes, fascism and communism, whose advocates imagine that they “know what learning is for.” He is reduced to hoping that “our intellectual life” will somehow muddle itself together under the auspices of “the great architect,” “History.” Reading him decades later, we can doubt even that wan hope.

    Recurring to Barzun’s esteem for A. Lawrence Lowell and his defense of Laski’s presence on the Columbia campus, there is a danger that neither Barzun nor Lowell distinctly foresaw. The Marxist claim to have in its possession the first and only scientific socialism, a science not only of physical nature but of human life tout court, will claim for its devotees a title to rule the university, along with all other social institutions. It is one thing to extend tolerance to a Marxist lecturer, quite another to offer him tenure in a liberal arts institution, with full voting rights respecting educational policies. Such a teacher will not only seek to indoctrinate his students but will incline to either rule or ruin, neither of which will enhance the liberality of the liberal arts. In the years since Barzun wrote and Lowell ruled, progressives and their fellow-travelers have proven susceptible to ignoring that.

     

    Note

    1. A. Lawrence Lowell: At War with Academic Tradition in America (1934) and What a University President Has Learned (1938). Lowell was a political scientist and a leading Progressive, in these respects similar to his contemporary, Princeton College president Woodrow Wilson. Laski became a Marxist in the 1930s, guest lecturing at Columbia under the auspices of the Institute for Social Research, drawing criticism for his suggestion that the establishment of socialism might require violent revolution.

     

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