JOHN GRAY IN BLACK AND WHITE

Two fascinating books: They're wonderfully short and easy to read (if a bit repetitive). One is "Al Qaeda and What It Means to Be Modern." The other is "Straw Dogs: Thoughts on Humans and Other Animals" (with a terrific bibliography). They're both by John Gray, professor of European thought at the London School of Economics and formerly professor of politics at Oxford University.

Both offer what seem like simplifications of more complex ideas written for general readers, but they are provocative. Here's an informative if scathing review, a bare minimum of which I agree with. It begins accurately:

John Gray has a bone to pick. His latest book, Straw Dogs, takes aim at a host of targets in what appears to be a wholesale deconstruction of human thought. Religion, humanism, philosophy, belief in progress (indeed, belief in anything), industrialization, even civilization itself has, according to Gray, kept us from realizing our true nature: that we are just one more species of animal.

Gray turns everything on its head, claiming for example that Al Qaeda, far from being a reversion to medieval thinking, is peculiarly rooted in the Enlightenment not unlike such diametrically opposed Western ideologies as Marxism and humanism. The main culprit for what's wrong with humanism (as we've come to understand it) is, in his view, the Positivism of Auguste Comte, a philosophy derived via Saint-Simon. I take Gray's seeming pessimism for well-substantiated realism.

Gray, you should know, is a former conservative who did a one-eighty. ("To the right, he is an apostate; to the left, a sinner who repented," says the British magazine Prospect. To Anthony Dworkin "he is a progressive who does not believe in progress.")

Here's a chapter from Gray's 1998 book "False Dawn: The Delusions of Global Capitalism," which George Soros has described as "a powerful analysis of the deepening instability of global capitalism." And here's Gray writing in the New Statesman two weeks after 9/11 about the impact of the attacks in New York and Washington on the idea of globalization:

[They] inflicted a grievous blow to the beliefs that underpin the global market. In the past, it was taken for granted that the world will always be a dangerous place. Investors knew that war and revolution could wipe out their profits at any time. Over the past decade, under the influence of ludicrous theories about new paradigms and the end of history, they came to believe that the worldwide advance of commercial liberalism was irresistible.

Financial markets came to price assets accordingly. The effect of the attack on the World Trade Center may be to do what none of the crises of the past few years -- the Asian crisis, the Russian default of 1998 and the collapse of Long Term Capital Management, an over-leveraged hedge fund -- was able to do. It may shatter the markets' own faith in globalisation.

He continues:

It is worth reminding ourselves how grandiose were the dreams of the globalisers. The entire world was to be remade as a universal free market. No matter how different their histories and values, however deep their differences or bitter their conflicts, all cultures everywhere were to be corralled into a universal civilisation.

What is striking is how closely the market liberal philosophy that underpins globalisation resembles Marxism. Both are essentially secular religions, in which the eschatological hopes and fantasies of Christianity are given an Enlightenment twist. In both, history is understood as the progress of the species, powered by growing knowledge and wealth, and culminating in a universal civilisation. Human beings are viewed primarily in economic terms, as producers or consumers, with -- at bottom -- the same values and needs.

Postscript: In yesterday's New Statesman Gray critiqued the latest book by Francis ("the end of history") Fukuyama, "State Building: Governance and World Order in the 21st century." Read the review and see how persuasive Gray is. He takes Fukuyama apart, drawing a conclusion especially pertinent to Iraq.

July 6, 2004 9:11 AM |

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'WILD SIDE' STILL ROCKS 

Nelson Algren was one of the great American authors of the 20th century, it is no exaggeration to say, and among the most neglected. Consider his underrated classic, "A Walk on the Wild Side." The title -- popularized and co-opted as an idiomatic phrase by Hollywood and Madison Avenue (institutions Algren loathed) -- is familiar to most anyone who speaks English or knows Lou Reed's lyrics. But the novel itself? Hardly.

BUSTER KEATON REVISITED 
Buster Keaton: Tempest in a Flat Hat is not a biography. "This book is merely a fan's notes," Edward McPherson writes in the introduction, although his publisher ignores the disclaimer and calls it a biography on the cover. In fact, the book is a bit of both, a difficult combination to bring off unless you're David Thomson, who set the standard with Rosebud, his penetrating rumination on the life and career of Orson Welles, which was nothing if not a distillation of every obsessive thought he ever had about the myth and the man and all his movies.
LAUREN BACALL, STILL SALTY AT 80 
When Lauren Bacall writes that her singing voice ranges "somewhere between B minus sharp and outer space," she's being candid and funny. It's not every stage star with two Tony Awards for best actress in a musical whose vocal talent offers so little promise. (OK, Harvey Fierstein excepted.) Still less would one admit it.
THE STARS ACCORDING TO BOGDANOVICH 
Peter Bogdanovich's superb collection of movie-star profiles and interviews -- a sequel to Who the Devil Made It, his interviews of top film directors -- begins with an affectionate tale about Orson Welles that reminds us just how intimate the author's connection to Hollywood's greatest has been. But contrary to what we've come to expect from dime-a-dozen celebrities and celebrity interviews not worth two cents, the tale avoids bromidic egotism and journalistic platitudes.
HERMAN WOUK'S LATEST 
It's hard to say which comes off worse in Herman Wouk's latest novel, his first in a decade: the U.S. Congress or the American press. "A Hole in Texas" offers the choice between two emblematic stereotypes: a red-faced opportunist who heads the House Armed Services Committee and a mustachioed investigative reporter for the Washington Post.
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