Sunday, May 07, 2006

Les mauvais choix

Difficile de comprendre ce qui m'arrive dernierement. Ce matin je me suis reveille un peu nostalgique et j'ai enchaine Diego Vasallo (Canciones de Amor Desafinado) et Etienne Daho (Corps et Armes), pendant que j'entammais ma session de repassage therapeutique...

Mauvais choix d'album! (Don't get me worng, it's an excellent album - it just got too many memories attached to it). Ca va faire bientot 6 ans que je ne l'avais pas ecoute et j'ai ressenti les memes emotions qu'alors. Album thematique, decrivant les phases d'une histoire d'amour (decouverte, conquete, passion, fusion, problemes que l'on cherche a resoudre, problemes que l'on ne peut (veut) pas resoudre, rupture, solitude, decouverte...). Les cycles s'enchainent, parfois se chevauchent: toutes les histoires d'amour sont les memes, toujours les memes problemes, toujours les memes dilemmes.

Mais un constante demeure: inconsciemment reproduire chaque fois, la toute premiere fois, le tout premier mauvais choix.

Sunday, April 30, 2006

JF Revel

J'apprends a cet instant la mort de JF Revel, homme cle dans ma formation intellectuelle. Etant francais et ayant recu une education bien francaise (c'est a dire tout a fait sociale-democrate - ou meme socialisante) j'etais, a mon tendre age de 18 ans, un liberal qui n'osait pas dire son nom. Je rougis en me rappelant ma naivete, ainsi que mon arrogance intellectuelle. La verite etait la pour etre decouverte (et ce bien avant les X-files) et elle devait se trouver quelque part dans les ecrits pompeux et souvent indechiffrables de notre gauche caviar. Je soufrais encore de ce complexe d'inferiorite que tant de liberaux et hommes de droite ressentent face au ideaux soit disant moralement superieurs de la gauche (incidemment, JF Revel analysa brillament ce phenomene dans La Grande Parade).

Par chance, une copie de Ni Marx ni Jesus tomba entre mes mains en 1996 et je la devora avec surprise et plaisir. J'ai bien sur depuis elargi mes horizons intellectuels et ai lu des auteurs dont les pensees ne sont pas, oh sacrilege, originaires de ce cocon franco-francais, mais je peux dire que sans la lecture de Revel j'aurais apprehende ces nouvelles lectures avec l'oeil malveillant du social-democrate de placard que j'etais.

Still confused

Caro diario - yes, this littlle read blog is more like a diary than anything else -

I have been neglecting you. And I am, er, very sorry about it. When I think back, I can make a list of all the moments (and associated events) that almost compelled me to write an entry in this blog:
  • David, sorry, Dave Cameron's further forays into political transvestism,
  • The terrorist, sorry, the Basque separatist group ETA declaring a 'cease fire',
  • The grotesque polemic about cartoons depicting a religious leader,
  • My fast approaching marriage.

But I have been busy at work and will probably be for the next two months. I am just making good (?) use of the good old British spring bank holiday weekend to update you with what's been going on in my, now 29 year old mind. But I can't write much more, for I haven't got the time nor the disposition to share my inner most thoughts. Anyway, what is the point of a diary when anonymity is no longer guaranteed?

Sunday, January 08, 2006

Values and beliefs - i'm confused...

So the Conservatives have a new leader... (I know, it's been more than a month since D.C. won the leadership contest - still, he is new-ish). He is young, energetic and he sometimes doesn't even wear a tie. And now I am confused.

But before I explain why, I must make a little confession: I am a liberal. No, not the transatlantic, heart-bleeding type, not even the current wishy-washy lib-dem kind. I am what Hayek would have called (ironically - see below - in an Essay entitled Why I am not a conservative an Old Whig. Ok, I am an Economist and I believe in free-trade, the rule of law, competition and individual initiative (broadly speaking the economic liberal consensus). Probably because I am an Economist, I used to see those characteristics as a given, as the most logical way to conceive the organisation of a society. Having read Hayek, I now realise that freedom is not free (reading this motto on the Korea Memorial in D.C. - the city, not the man - was a real eye-opener) and that the promotion and defence of freedom is indeed a never-ending task (talking to my non-economist and non-liberal friends is always a humbling experience). I tend to place a higher importance on other liberal values, as I recognise that these sought-after economic traits are actually grounded in deeper philosophical values. Liberalism starts with the individual and is therefore concerned with more than just material aspects. It is an integral worldview, that encompasses freedom of thought, autonomy from an arbitrary power (be it secular or spiritual) - as Kant said, Freedom "is the privilege to lend obedience to no external laws except those to which I could have given consent".

Being a liberal I am not a conservative (observe the non-capital C). I am not even a natural Tory voter (as with any organised political machine, principles are second to pragmatism, and the Conservatives have exhibit on more than one occasion a nasty habit to subordinate those liberal ideals to other, darker convictions , especially once one leaves the economic arena... not to mention the fact that I am not even British!). I would not, however, exclude voting for them, were I enfranchised, as I know that it is in this party where I am more likely to find like-minded people . Or so I thought.

Because here comes the new leader along and he confuses the hell out of me (no, not the tie thing - I actually spent all my university years dreaming of a job where I would not have to wear a tie; I now work for a firm where ties are not compulsory... but I have chosen to wear one every single day... talking about deep rooted convictions...). The other day, he made a speech to lay down the foundations of his health policy (to be unveiled sometime in the next... 18 months). Ok, the guy may be working to shed the nasty party image, but I actually could not believe what I was reading:

The National Health Service is an incarnation of the belief at the heart of British society that the wealthy and the healthy have an enduring duty to protect the poorer and vulnerable from life's risks. The belief that a sick child should be treated with the best possible care, without anyone asking if her dad can afford it or whether her mum has the right insurance cover.The only thing that should matter is the patient's need at the moment of presentation.That is the basic entitlement at the heart of the NHS: its reason for existence.

The Conservatives seem to have ditched in less than a month the Thatcherite legacy and have apparently come back to one-nation toryism. In this particular example, Cameron is steering the party towards a Rawlsian view of the world (still liberal, but with a more social-democrat, transatlantic flavour).

So where do I stand on this one? hard to tell. It is hard not to accept the logic of Rawls's Original Position. One can always, obviously, criticise the assumptions behind Rawls's Second Principle of Justice ("Social and economic inequalities are to be arranged so that they are both: a) to the greatest benefit of the least advantaged, and b) attached to offices and positions open to all under conditions of fair equality of opportunity"): it assumes that all individuals in the Original Position are risk-averse. It is easy to forget that by lumping everyone in an all-inclusive and cohesive category and taking the choice of this category as a univertsal truth, we are actually making worse off all those individuals who would take a chance at life's big lottery.

See, my hard-core liberal principles would lead me to believe: this is wrong, we have to minimise the areas where we are likely to constrain the freedom of a minority just for the sake of maximising the utility of a majority. Yes, I am not as naive as to not recognise that this is the very essence of democracy, but one has to limit those areas (an hence the state) to the bare minimum. I am also sensitive to the idea that creating a big state machine, even if one nourishes the most noble intentions, is highly risky: this erosion of the principles of individual freedom can later lead to other more dangerous attacks on liberties. It sets a precedent that other less charitable minds can exploit.

But when I place myself in the Original Position, I find that, because I am not a risk taker, I would actually favour, in principle, a national health system like the NHS. It is somehow easier to defend a thoroughly liberal position when it comes to argue that the state - which in a democracy is supposed to follow the will of the majority - should not dictate how individuals chose to live their lifes than to advocate against the NHS, even if the arguments are based on the same principle.

I am still confused. I agree with Cameron that one should get clarity on principles before drafting policies, but the deeper I dig in my own convictions the harder it is for me to formulate a set of beliefs with internal consistency (don't get me started on education, please). Should I compromise, review my beliefs, accept that there are differing shades of grey? Or should I stick to the liberal principles come what may? Or should I just accept it and get on with my life, like nearly everyone else?

In this occasion I am happy not to be a politician, especially one running a party that is desperate to come back to power... Still, credit to David Cameron for shaking things a bit and for making me think.

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

2005, a year in a list

Lists are a typically British thing, I am told. In any case they are a very economical way of conveying memories, tastes and experiences. Given the limited amount of time that I can devote to this blog - and, to be honest, my total lack of imagination - I have decided to summarise my 2005 in a mini list.

Best fiction book
A Year in the Merde - Stephen Clarke - Some pages actually made me laugh out loud.

Best non-fiction book
Ser de Derechas - German Yanke - Ensayo razonado, claro y sin complejos.

Best film
The Constant Gardener - Excellent camera work. Great performances.
Special mentions to
Downfall and Un Long Dimanche de Fiançailles.

Best TV programme
The Thick of It - Helped me overcome my cravings for more Yes, (Prime) Minister episodes (alas, I can only re-watch the DVDs). It also came as a surprise when re-watching my beloved Local Hero I realised that it is in fact Peter Capaldi that plays Malcom Tucker (a.k.a The Policy Co-ordinator, a.k.a The Enforcer). What a versatile actor.

Best DVD (purchased in 2005 watched on January 3rd 2006)
L'Armée des ombres - I have tracked this film down since I first watched it some years ago. I cannot really say in words what this film makes me think and feel. Definitively on my all-time top 10.

Best record (underdog factor)
Blinking lights and other revelations - Eels

Quote of the year

Señoría, usted para mí nunca será Van-Halen «Dixi» ni «Pixi»; será su señoría, el senador Van-Halen, precisamente porque estamos en una Cámara de representación democrática en nuestro país, precisamente porque estamos en el Senado.Y desde ahora le adelanto que ese modelo de intervención, con alusiones pretendidamente ingeniosas acerca de las personas, en este caso de mi persona, si quiere, se las puede ahorrar, porque no voy a contestarlas.

Carmen Calvo - Ministra de Cultura, respondiendo a Juan Van-Halen, quien habia citado palabras de la ministra añadiendo la apostilla latina dixit. La cita completa aqui.


Tuesday, December 20, 2005

La mort

Que dire... "La mort n'est rien pour nous". Epicure - ou plutot, Mlle (Mme?) Soulairol. Classe de Philo, Terminale S, 1994-95. Mais deja quelqu'un objecte. C'est d'ailleurs le but recherche par le prof: n'acceptez un argument d'autorite niaisement, doit-elle penser, instiller ne serait-ce qu'un gramme de scepticisme dans ces esprits mediocres d'adolescents privilegies (a cette epoque le LFM etait encore un etablissement frequente par la bourgeoisie madrilene).

Je ne me souviens plus de l'auteur de la remarque. Peut-etre Celine? Beatriz? Frederic? (si l'incident eut lieu avant la fameuse remarque sur les taupes et les essais philosophiques alors ce ne fut definitivement pas Celine - elle choisit de se taire apres avoir insinue - non, affirme- quelque chose a propos d'animaux. C'est drole comme on se souviens de la petite phrase qui tue mais pas de la "reflexion" qui inspira la remarque assassine...)

Oh, elle n'avait rien d'extraordinaire cette remarque, mais j'etais tellement epris de la beaute du syllogisme epicurien que cette objection, si simple et previsible, resta gravee dans ma memoire: "What about the death of a friend or a relative?" (la remarque est tellement bien gravee que je ne m'en souviens qu'en la traduisant en Anglais...). La reponse de Mlle Soulairol: "Certes, cela pose le probleme de la mort a la troisieme personne...".

Elle s'arreta la, n'ajouta pas un mot. Tout le monde avait compris.

Me voila encore confronte a la mort d'un etre cher. Ce n'est pas la premiere fois. Ce ne sera pas la derniere, j'imagine. Ni le rationalisme d'Epicure, ni le mysticisme religieux (il y belle lurette que je suis athee) n'offrent aucun confort. Mark Oliver Everett qui en sait un rayon sur "le probleme de la mort a la troisieme personne" me dit

It's not all good and it's not all bad
Don't believe everything you read
(...)
So in the end i'd like to say
That i'm a very thankful man
I tried to make the most of my situations
And enjoy what i had

C'est triste mais je ne ressens pas non plus la tristesse qui est normalement associee au trepas d'un etre aime. Is it because I am dead inside?

Monday, December 19, 2005

Words of wisdom...

"we all think that our personal order of values is not merely personal but that in a free discussion among rational people we would convince the others that ours is the right one" -- F.A. Hayek

Como decia el viejo profesor, "he ahi la madre del cordero"...

Sunday, December 11, 2005

Thought of the day

When you're a little kid you're a bit of everything; Scientist, Philosopher, Artist. Sometimes it seems like growing up is giving these things up one at a time.
Ah, The Wonder Years....