Well, after over a year, I am back on this blog, doing the whole education thing. Teaching and reading way too much. Let’s get started.
In the past three months I have read,
Half of The Wealth of Nations by Adam Smith, the father of modern economics published in 1776 (rather an important year, wouldn’t you say?)
The Communist Manifesto by Karl Marx, the father of Communism
“What is Seen and What is Not Seen”, and “The Law”, by Frederic Bastiat, the father of Libertarianism
East of Eden by John Steinbeck, a left-leaning great novelist,
And a host of other things which I am not discussing yet.
Why did I choose to compare these? Mostly because these were what I read, and this is order in which I read them, and these were some of the conversations I had with them.
Adam Smith
Everyone knows Adam Smith is the founder of modern economics (or something), but it feels as though few people (students anyway) actually read him. And with good reason. Certain parts of the book are archaic, dwelling on ancient exchange rates and old laws that have nothing to do with anything we work with. However, other parts of the book are simply brilliant, with a touch of humanity lacking in many economic texts based off of his ideas. The quotes I have drawn from him are those which combine humanity with economics.
Early in the book, he said
“Labour, therefore, is the real measure of the exchangeable value of all commodities.” (60)
It is not money. It is not stuff. The real measure of value is the work people do. In the end, that creates value more than anything else.
Continuing this idea, he addresses money:
“Money is neither a material to work upon, nor a tool to work with; and though the wages of the workman are commonly paid to him in money, his real revenue, like that of all other men, consists, not in the money, but in the money’s worth; not in metal pieces, but in what can be got for them.” (376)
Money is not value. It circulates it, like blood pumping oxygen to the brain, necessary of course, but only as it continues to do its job. (I probably took that metaphor too far. I don’t know that much about blood. New research project). Now, and then, through interest and rent (which Smith explains to be the same thing), money can get more money, but in the end, money is only valuable for what we can get for it.
Though capitalism frequently cites him as a supporter, he has the occasional thing to say against big businesses,
“They (merchants and master-manufacturers) say nothing concerning the bad effects of high profits. They are silent with regard to the pernicious effects of their own gains. They complain only of those of other people.” (137)
He recognizes and describes quite accurately how people wish to raise their own profits and complain of others.
Of course he has things to say about government intervention, or any kind of intervention really,
“To judge whether he is fit to be employed, may surely be trusted to the discretion of the employers whose interest it so much concerns. The affected anxiety of the law-giver lest they should employ an improper person, is evidently as impertinent as it is oppressive.” (168)
I love that last bit, “impertinent as it is oppressive.” I never really thought about the government as being impertinent before.
The next quote is just for fun.
“The common people of England, however, so jealous of their liberty, but like the common people of most other countries, never rightly understand wherein it consists.” (194) This was describing a law which I really didn’t understand which he talked about in some detail. The side comment, though, I greatly appreciated.
Now, the last bit which was fairly early on in the book, slides into the next author.“No society can surely be flourishing and happy, of which the greater part of the members are poor and miserable.” (110)This and his emphasis on real labour as the source of economic prosperity are what I began to think about.
After I finished Wealth of Nations, I began Marx (I felt like my brain was on a trampoline. It was great.) My copy of Communist Manifesto is 258 pages (not including notes and appendices). The text itself is only 40 pages. Everything else is an extensive introduction, multiple prefaces, and other filler pages. None of which I read. After turning a remarkable amount of pages, and finding the famous work and discovering what a small portion of the book it took up, I laughed. Plus, after reading 500 pages of Smith, I was excited to read something much shorter.
Now, I have studied government and the effects of Communism for a great deal of my life. When I read it, I had already read Red Scarf Girl, Wild Swans, and Nothing to Envy. I had studied Stalin, and cringed at what Marxism did to Russia, China, and other countries. I had seen Ayn Rand’s reaction to it, and than recoiled from that reaction after reading The Passion of Ayn Rand. So, I was not prepared for my reaction to reading this very short book.
As I finally read the text itself, I could see how it could start a revolution. In spite of all I believe, in the moment, it swept the emotional part of me away. The rational part of me sat to the side, smoking a figurative pipe, not believing, but seeing why it happened in spite of myself.
Somewhere in the middle, I felt like getting up and doing something and “Go the proletariat.” Then he started talking about all the different communist parties back in that day, and I became bored. But for that minute, that beautiful minute, you see what people fought so hard for something that ended up destroying so many lives. The line of the movie Scarlet Pimpernel “What once was a dream is now a nightmare” came to mind, and I could see what the dream looked like to those men and women in cafes in street corners. For that moment I understood that hope of a new world. And then I finished the book, and came back to reality. I know it doesn’t work, never will work, and frankly I don’t want it to. I don’t believe in it. But I held someone else’s dream in my hand. Funny, because the dream was already smashed, but I held it, whole and unbroken, the memory of a dream before it became the nightmare.
To connect it with the other books, I’ve brought in a few lines—the first line and the last, and one in the middle. Here’s the thing too, he is right about some things. Man is not meant simply to function as a cog in the economic machine. But if you look at the others I’ve quoted here, they don’t believe that either. Life is for other things besides a 401K and a two weeks vacation.
Karl Marx
The first line reads,
“The history of all hitherto existing society is the history of class struggles.” (219) And it just becomes more and more violent. He is angry, and you can feel the anger. It is one of the most passionate books I have read (besides Wuthering Heights).
“Owing to the extensive use of machinery and to division of labour, the work of the proletarians has lost all individual character, and consequently, all charm for the workman. He becomes an appendage of the machine, and it is only the most simple, most monotonous, and most easily acquired knack that is required of him.” (227)
“In the conditions of the proletariat, those of old society at large are already virtually swamped. The proletarian is without property; his relation to his wife and children has no longer anything in common with the bourgeois family relations” (231)
Remember Smith, and his “No society can be flourishing and happy if the greater part of the members are poor and miserable”? According to Marx, the proletariat, the common working man, has nothing but himself, not skill, not family, just himself and that is almost animalistic. When I read this and the next lines, I remembered everyone I’ve ever known who has felt trapped, times I’ve felt trapped, and recognized feelings I’ve felt in the text.
The next (rather famous) lines, “All previous historical movements were movements of minorities, or in the interest of the minorities. The proletarian movement is the self-concious, independent movement of the immense majority, in the interest of the immense majority.” (232) He still had me at this point. At least he had the rebel in my head. But when he started talking about property I began to disagree, because I know from experience that we have to have something to work for, something to begin to fight for to do anything. His fight for more than that though, for people outside of their economic value interested me. People should be able to progress, and economics is not the end all be all.
At the end he had lost me, but not himself as he said, “The proletariat have nothing to lose but their chains. They have a world to win.” (258) It is still violent and beautiful, but terrible, like a dying bird, or a broken dream.
After that I read Bastiat. Again with the trampoline.
Frederic Bastiat might be less known than Smith, Marx, or Steinbeck, but he was very influential in his day, and is a fantastic economic thinker. He loves the free market and hates, hugely hugely hates any attempt on the part of government to restrict it. With all his emphasis on this, what drew my attention again was his attention to the human.
“Nothing enters the public treasury for the benefit of a citizen or a class unless other citizens and other classes have been forced to put it there.” (67) Someone, somewhere has had something taken from him, that he earned for his family. Shouldn’t he be allowed to decide where it goes? He talks about how the government cannot create wealth, it can just decide where it goes. People, of their own free will ought to be able to decide.
“The Law is justice,” he says like fifty times. He really wants to emphasize that.
Back to the emphasis of the individual.
“God has endowed mankind also with all that it needs to accomplish its destiny” (95) Kind of cool from an economist. Or a person. Or just cool in general.
He then becomes just as vehement as Marx. It’s kinda beautiful.
“Away, then, with the quacks and the planners! Away with their rings, their chains, their hooks, their pincers! Away with their artificial methods! Away with their social workshop, their phalanstery, their statism, their centralization, their tariffs, their universities, their state religions, their interest-free credit or bank monopolies, their regulations, their restrictions, their moralizations, and their equalization by taxation! And after vainly inflicting so many systems on the body politic, let us end where we should have begun. Let us cast out all artificial systems and give freedom a change—freedom, which is an act of faith in God and in his handiwork.” (96)
Notice the focus again on the individual.
Now, politically, economically, I’m still trying to figure stuff out. But my focus has never really been on politics (despite my frequent association with those studying it, the fact that I enjoy studying some of it, and my internship in DC), it has been on education. And education, for me, has always been about helping the individual reach his or her potential. Whatever it takes to get there. I don’t believe we were meant to be a cog in a machine, consumerists, or just living for the weekend. That’s why I have these quotes up. Because men and women were meant for more. So to close this insufferably long (albeit belated) blog post and conversation, I include some of the words of Steinbeck.
“Our species in the only creative species, and it has only one creative instrument, the individual mind and spirit of a man. . . .And this I believe: that the free, exploring mind of the individual human is the most valuable thing in the world. And this I would fight for: freedom of the mind to take any direction it wishes, undirected. And this I mist fight against: any idea, religion, or government which limits or destroys the individual. This is what I am and what I am about.” (132)
East of Eden hurt me more than many books have hurt me. I felt sick, sicker than I’ve felt in a long time reading it. It was as though I was digging a deep pit, and occasionally, I’d step out of the pit, and throw some dirt in, until the end of the book, where I got enough dirt to be able to climb out of the pit. The story of Cain and Abel, retold three times, showing that Genesis, and by extension every one of our lives are about family, hammered into my soul. Everything about Cathy hurt. Everything about change healed. And the last line, about choice, brought me completely out of the pit.
A couple more choice quotes from Steinbeck.
“A great and lasting story is about everyone or it will not last” (270)
In a discussion about the story of Cain and Abel in the center of the book, a Chinese servant shares his elders’ study of one word in those 16 verses of scripture.
“Don’t you see?” he cried. “The American Standard translation orders men to triumph over sin, and you can call sin ignorance. The King James translation makes a promise in ‘Thou shalt,’ meaning that men will surely triumph over sin. But the Hebrew word, the word timshel—‘Thou mayest’—that gives a choice. . . .Why, that makes a man great, that gives him stature with the gods, for in his weakness and his filth and his murder of his brother he has still the great choice. He can choose his course and fight it through and win.” (303)
Now isn’t that magnificent? We get to choose. We always get to choose.
More words
“You see, there’s a responsibility in being a person. It’s more than just taking up space where air would be” 455
“Now that you don’t have to be perfect, you can be good.” (585)
This last line is near the end of the book, before the marvelous conclusion, and struck me. We are meant to be human. We are meant to strive for perfection, not kick ourselves down for our imperfections, to make those choices.
Steinbeck believes in the power of the human soul. He says it flat out, and then says it over and over in his discussion of various powers and needs of the individual.
But why did I bring all these together? The first three were obvious. The last, well he fits because of the words he said. These economists and this novelist, they were real. They speak of the individual. They speak of choice. No matter how they feel about governments, principalities, powers, they speak of the power of choice and the individual. Not as Ayn Rand did, but something else, that there is more in us, more that can create, more purpose in us to be. We can become. But we have to choose it.