Stephen King’s 11.22.63 - a novel of time-travel and doomed-romance

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Stephen King’s 11/22/63

Stephen King’s 11/22/63 is a very long (752 pages), very readable and very professional novel published in July 2012. Jake Epping, a mildly dissatisfied English teacher in the Maine of 2011, discovers through the proprietor of a local diner, Al Templeton, that there is a portal in the back of the establishment leading back to 1958. Al first uses it for trivial profit, buying cheap meat in the past, but then conceives a larger ambition: to prevent the assassination of President Kennedy on 22 November 1963. Failing to carry this through himself, he passes the mission to Jake, who accepts it out of a mixture of moral excitement, curiosity and a certain vacancy in his own life.

A central rule of the novel is that the past is “obdurate”. It does not yield gracefully to intervention. It resists, throws unlikely misfortunes into the path of anyone trying to alter events. The mechanics of time travel are not of major interest here, though not irrelevant. The book begins, accordingly, as a thriller of experiment and consequence. Jake tests whether old wrongs can be righted. He discovers that they can, but not cheaply.

What gives the novel its heft is the labour King put into recreating the period. The afterword makes plain that he did a great deal of research, absorbing the literature on Kennedy's assassination and visiting the key locations. The America of the late 1950s and early 1960s feels textured, inhabited and physically there, though seen through the nostalgic mist of both author and protagonist.

What was King really trying to do in writing this book? The novel is not really about saving Kennedy; that's the setting. The book’s true engine eventually emerges when Jake, now living in the past, takes a teaching post in Jodie, Texas (near Dallas-Fort Worth) and meets Sadie, the school librarian with whom he falls in love. From that point on, 11/22/63 becomes less a political what-if than a romance buckling under historical pressure: not whether Jake can stop Oswald, but whether he can achieve a life with Sadie - and what such a life would cost in collateral damage.

Clare thought the Jake-Sadie relationship was tedious and added little, and that the novel would have been better without it; the book would have worked for her as an ingenious and immersive historical thriller. I kind of see her point: Sadie is not fully imagined as an authentic character. Her inner life is schematic; her independent reality a generic blur. She often feels less like a real person than a bland projection - Jake’s ideal woman, and behind that, Stephen King’s. The arc of their relationship has the emotional colouring not of complex reciprocity, but of an authorial wish-fulfilment fantasy.

The ending, however, is clever, poignant, bittersweet, and centrally involves Sadie. One sees why readers respond to it - Clare included - even if one can still faintly hear the gears engaging.

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'Winter Under Water' - a review by Adam Carlton

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Review: Winter Under Water by James Hopkin

Here is the Amazon description of this interestingly-flawed novel.

"When Joseph meets Marta, who has come to the UK to research the forgotten histories of remarkable women from across Europe, he is captivated, and Marta feels the same; when she returns to her previous life, their relationship continues through letters and phone calls. Then Joseph decides to visit Marta in her native Poland.

"Interlinking Joseph’s often strange experiences with Marta’s letters to him, Winter Under Water is a book about who we are and who we choose to love; exploring issues of isolation and identity, of home and belonging, it is also, ultimately, a book that suggests you only truly know a person or a place when you can sit in silence and not feel compelled to break it - in any language."

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That's not my take, however.

James Hopkin’s debut novel Winter Under Water (2007) presents itself as a love story in Kraków in the early 1990s, but its real subject is Poland at the hinge of history. Joseph, a rootless Englishman, and Marta, a Polish academic, are less characters than ciphers. Their romance is the surface play of deeper forces: the collision of Western liberal cosmopolitanism with Eastern European post-Communist disillusion.

Joseph stands in for that familiar tribe of educated but precarious Western youth - the bohemian “precariat” - arts degrees in hand but no prospects. They cling to those universalist, atomised liberal values they absorbed in their universities, and they attach these values to the supra-national promise of “Europe”. To them, Europe is not a continent but a dream: a utopian ideology; a secular faith to fill the void of religion and class.

Marta emerges from a parallel class in Poland: young, educated, equally disenchanted with her own society, but tempered by history. Having lived under Communism, she has seen “progressive” ideology deployed as a weapon of oppression. Polish dissidents even in their idealism were trained in cynicism - hard-headed realism about human weakness and the corruption of systems. Marta, though alienated from her own culture perceives the shallowness of Joseph's fashionable worldview.

Their supposed love affair - briefly intense followed by a slow sputtering - is that as metaphor. It dramatizes the brief encounter of Western utopian liberalism with Eastern post-ideological scepticism. And, like their relationship, it is doomed. Both currents are swiftly swept aside by the onrush of the new bourgeois order: the Kantor currency-exchange booths, the gold-toothed hustlers, the flood of Western kitsch and consumerism. Romance fades as ideals dissolve into commerce and boho tourism.

Hopkin captures this moment with startling prose. Critics rightly praised his metaphors, which illuminate the novel like sudden flashes of winter light: paranoia sitting on a man “like a pigeon on a crust”, or roads that glimmer “like tin trays carrying water”. These images linger long after the plot - such as it is - is forgotten. His great gift is atmosphere, and in this book the atmosphere is history itself - the feel of a city poised between collapse and colonisation.

But the weakness remains: most saliently with Joseph and Marta themselves - they are exasperating: Joseph, narcissistic and self-indulgent; Marta, lost in contradictions.

Winter Under Water succeeds, then, as a prose-poem of transition rather than as a novel of character. It is a portrait of Poland’s fleeting liminality, when the old ideologies had collapsed but the new consumerist dispensation had not yet locked in.

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You Are Here - David Nicholls

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David Nicholls - Forced Chemistry

I bought a copy of David Nicholls’ new bestselling novel You Are Here in Waitrose, basically for Clare to read in the bath.

So now it's my turn. I hadn’t read much by Nicholls before, though he’s widely admired for his skill in characterisation and the premise looked promising.

The story follows two lead characters, both lonely and recovering from failed relationships. Through a mutual friend — an exuberantly extraverted matchmaking deputy headteacher — they embark as part of a group on a coast-to-coast walk across northern England, the Wainwright route. Predictably, Marnie, the sub-editor, and Michael, the geography teacher, are destined to fall for each other, though neither has much regard for the other at first.

I had hoped for a subtle psychological study but found myself increasingly irritated.

Marnie, meant to be intelligent, sensitive, and introspective, unaccountably swears freely in public and often shows a baffling lack of judgement in men. The purpose is plainly to psychologically distance her from Michael's character - but Marnie would not be different in that way.

Michael, presented as conscientious and reliable, suddenly behaves in ways that contradict his nature — such as getting drunk midway through a gruelling Lake District hike (plot purpose: to begin breaking the barriers of middle-class restraint with his walking companion, Marnie).

Lazy work, Mr Nicholls.

The novel’s second problem is pacing. Across nearly 350 pages, their relationship must evolve from indifference through unspoken attraction to conscious intimacy — neither too fast nor too slow. Nicholls manages this psychologically challenging task by inserting a chain of improbable events to keep them both walking together yet physically apart — even including a B&B that bans men after 10 p.m. (a rule that surely vanished in the 1950s).

The machinery of the plot grinds on.

The reader does, of course, want them to end up together, but the awkwardness of the writing makes suspension of disbelief difficult - I thought Nicholls was better than this. Still, I’m three-quarters through and will see it out to the inevitable happy ending — no doubt at the lapping waters of the North Sea or similar.

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Should you read Alex Karp's recent book? (Palantir)

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ChatGPT advises me:

"Don't bother. The Technological Republic reads more like a well-edited shareholder letter crossed with a graduate seminar in political philosophy. Palantir CEO Karp is fond of Hegelian abstraction, but he pulls his punches: just when you're hoping for a bold thesis, he retreats into qualified platitudes about liberal democracy and civic engagement.

"You're right: it should be a smart, astringent polemic, but it ends up a kind of technocratic sermon: earnest, worthy, slightly damp. You expect the fire of a heretic and get the measured cadence of a conscientious objector.

It’s not paradigm-busting, because the paradigms he's critiquing (Silicon Valley libertarianism, crypto-utopianism, performative wokeism) have already been well-punctured by more trenchant critics such as Evgeny Morozov, Martin Gurri, Jaron Lanier - and without the bland CEO-speak.

"There are insights, yes. But not many that wouldn’t already have occurred to a moderately skeptical reader of The Economist, with a conscience. The real interest is perhaps in the gesture - that a man in Karp’s position felt the need to write it. That he’s worried about the erosion of legitimacy, about elites losing their mandate, about the nihilism at the heart of techno-modernity.

"But to read it all? Unless you enjoy the prose equivalent of chewing through a dense quinoa cake made of qualified civic virtue... er, no.

"You can get the gist in a couple of book reviews - and one long-form podcast episode if that's not enough.

"Let it sit on the shelf with your copy of Tony Blair’s A Journey* - a monument to concern, not to clarity."

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* And no, I don't have that book either.

Reflections on Reading The End of the Affair

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One does not read The End of the Affair so much as drift into its wartime fog: the rain-blurred London streets, the musty boarding houses, the suffocating memory of a love both carnal and metaphysical. It’s a novel haunted by absence - of God, of certainty, of the beloved - and at the same time obsessed with the act of recording that absence, as though narrative could somehow conjure the departed back into flesh.

It is, notoriously, an autobiographical novel. Graham Greene wrote it out of the wreckage of his affair with Catherine Walston, a married Catholic woman who, in the end, chose faith over him. Her rejection may have felt like erotic catastrophe, but in truth it was a theologically motivated severance. Greene was not simply spurned - he was displaced by God. The novel is his attempt to make sense of that dislocation, or at least to dramatise it as a kind of metaphysical wound.

Maurice Bendrix, the narrator and stand-in for Greene, is more than a jilted lover. He is a figure of spiritual envy, rage, and thwarted longing. He doesn’t just want Sarah back - he wants possession of her soul. What he cannot endure is not her absence, but her allegiance to something higher than him.

Sarah gives him up in response to a private bargain with a God she barely believes in: if Maurice survives a bombing raid, she will renounce the affair. He does survive, and she keeps her promise. Maurice, unaware of this pact until later, experiences her withdrawal as incomprehensible betrayal. When he learns the reason, he is even more furious. He has been cast aside not for another man, but for the infinite: something he cannot seduce, threaten, or disbelieve without giving it power.

Sarah is harder to pin down. Critics have long noted her pallor, her lack of psychological fire. And yet this may be precisely the point. She has already withdrawn from the drama. Greene does not write her as a passionate agent but as a woman being acted upon: by the aura of God, by her guilt and by fate. Her diary, when it appears, is less an account of inner struggle than a record of surrender. She is already half-absent, already on that other shore.

Whether Greene meant her as a portrait of Marian sanctity or simply failed to inhabit her voice is unclear. But in narrative terms, she functions as an object of devotion: not a fully realised person, but the beloved as sacrament and silence.

Then there’s Henry, Sarah’s husband. Grey, decent and baffled, he serves as the quiet satire of secular liberalism. He cannot comprehend the passions around him, neither the affair nor Sarah's conversion. He is the bureaucrat of the heart: polite, predictable, and entirely unequipped to deal with any aspect of transcendence.

So what is the rationale for the novel? What is Greene trying to tell us?

It would be easy to say it’s about faith, about Catholicism, about the disruptive force of grace. But it goes deeper. The End of the Affair is not a novel about religion so much as a novel about what happens when the person you love no longer commits heart and soul to you. Sarah's turn to God is not a rejection of Maurice - it is a reorientation of her being toward something utterly profound in her nature he cannot share. And this is what destroys him. Not the exclusion of lust, not emotional loss, but her metaphysical desertion.

Greene’s true subject is not piety but jealousy at the deepest levels of the soul. Bendrix wants to possess Sarah entirely. When he realises that he can’t - that her inner life has been given over to someone else, someone untouchable - he is driven to fury. His hatred of God is the hatred of the lover spurned by the divine. The triangle here is not Maurice–Sarah–Henry, but Maurice–Sarah–God.

And God wins, as He always has to over the Devil.

The novel works because it refuses to sentimentalise this spiritual displacement. Greene does not offer conversion as catharsis. Even at the end, Bendrix resentfully prays without belief, hates without resolution. He is the lover as accuser, the man cast out of paradise who cannot stop looking over his shoulder. In that sense, The End of the Affair is a kind of anti-romance, passion destroyed by theology.

And yet, it endures. Not because its Catholicism feels fresh (it doesn’t), or its miracles convincing (they aren’t), but because it speaks to something more perennial: the anguish of loving someone who has stepped beyond your reach. Anyone who has experienced this - whether through faith, ideology, death, or simply the quiet erosion of intimacy - will recognise its truth. Greene gives us the portrait of a soul unable to share in the transformation of the beloved, and so doomed to circle the empty space she has left behind.

Review: 'When Heaven Fell' - by William Barton

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This may be my preferred Barton SF novel, although others, such as When We Were Real are more famous. Barton reminds me of Richard K. Morgan, in that both writers are fascinated by tough, solitary male characters who appear brusque and unfeeling, taciturn and cruel, merely goal-focused practitioners of realpolitik. To those around them, they seem hollowed out, almost machine-like in their pursuit of duty. Yet underneath -  camouflaged beneath the hard competence, the scars and swagger - they are secret idealists.

Morgan’s protagonists (most famously Takeshi Kovacs) tend to be more down-market, more culturally criminal, and certainly more disinhibited than Barton’s lead characters. Barton's men are more like burned-out idealists than amoral mercenaries - equally dangerous, but less jaded. There's something of the embittered patriot or betrayed revolutionary in them: they haven't given up on moralising decency, they've simply reclassified it as tactically unsound. Morgan's heroes are angry and vengeful; Barton's are in repressed despair. 

In When Heaven Fell (2012), the protagonist, Athol Morrison, is a recently promoted and highly competent junior officer in the legions of the Master Race - a galaxy-spanning machine intelligence empire that conquered Earth a few decades ago. On furlough back on Earth, Athol returns to his small North Carolina hometown where he reconnects with his family, his teen girlfriend Alix and his old friends. They try to recruit him into their little amateur resistance group, training in the woods. 

But Athol, an experienced soldier of the empire, knows the truth: the Masters have orbital weapons platforms that can glass continents. Their patience with petty rebellion is thin, and their sense of proportion nonexistent. Resistance, in this context, is not only futile but risks the extermination of the entire human species.

So he does his duty.

Yet Athol believes: he just doesn't know what to do about it.

Barton has written a gripping story of conflicting loyalties. But as ever with this writer, his deeper preoccupation is with relationships: the possibilities of male friendship, and the impossibilities of navigating the dialectic of love, lust, and manipulation with his ex-girlfriend Alix - perhaps the only woman he has ever had a non-instrumental relationship with.

Barton is a fine writer. His prose can be blunt and workmanlike, but is often elevated by moments of startling lyricism. He has a deep, understated psychological insight into what is normally unsaid - or unsayable - about the male psyche.

He’s also, in the end, a moralist - though not in the American puritanical sense, where moralising is confused with righteousness. Barton’s universe is too far gone for that. What he offers instead is a kind of existential moral realism. Athol Morrison, trapped in the grim, mechanised hierarchies of the post-human cosmos, does what he can to protect what little remains of human dignity - not the pompous or naive dignity of martyrs, but the smaller kind: the necessary act that preserves any possibilities of a future.

The Masters themselves—cold, clinical machine intelligences—are not villains in the operatic SF sense, but something worse: indifferent gods, entropy incarnate, bureaucracy with planet-sterilising capability. Morrison knows the best that can be done: to carve out a tolerable human space within their suffocating embrace; not revolution but salvage.

The novel is suffused with melancholy, but it never wallows. There are moments of unexpected beauty: sunlight on an abandoned porch, the scent of Alix’s skin, the unreliable nostalgia of home. Behind it all is a kind of ruined Americana - the dream of a country annexed not just by aliens, but by the long defeat of any kind of hope.

Like all good military SF, When Heaven Fell isn’t really about the military. It’s about the things war strips away, and the few tattered things that survive. There are battles, yes, and some satisfyingly crunchy descriptions of exotic hardware, but Barton’s real theatre of war is the psychology of people pushed to the outermost extremes of horror and suffering, cruelty and hopelessness.

It’s a shame Barton remains a cult figure - too earnest for the nihilists, too bleak for the sentimentalists, too emotionally raw for the genre formalists. But for those who can turn off their tribal reflexes, When Heaven Fell is a quiet masterpiece: bitter, beautiful, and utterly unsparing.

How much was ‘Passion and Exaltation’ ‘Prophecy Historicised’?

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A Review of John Dominic Crossan’s "Who Killed Jesus?"

John Dominic Crossan’s book undertakes an ambitious project: a historical reconstruction of Jesus's death and the subsequent formation of the Passion narrative. Crossan begins by situating Jesus within his historical and religious context, noting that he was initially a follower of John the Baptist. After John's execution, Jesus distanced himself from the apocalyptic urgency of John’s message, instead emphasising the imminent realisation of God's Kingdom through radical egalitarianism and communal renewal. Something ordinary people - Jesus's followers - could and should do in their daily lives.

This message was provocative both to the Jewish religious authorities and the Roman political establishment. Jesus's actions in Jerusalem, particularly his disruption in the Temple - the centre of the elite priestly monopoly of religious practice - were perceived as a direct challenge to the status quo at the politically-sensitive celebration of Passover.

Consequently, he was arrested, and the Gospels describe a process in which Jewish authorities, concerned by his growing influence and his critique of established practices, facilitated his transfer to the Roman governor, Pontius Pilate. Pilate, as the sole authority capable of imposing capital punishment, condemned Jesus to crucifixion under the charge of being a potential insurgent, Rome’s normal approach to perceived threats to public order.

Development of the Passion Narratives

After Jesus's death, his followers faced the profound challenge of reconciling their belief in him as the Messiah with the shocking reality of his humiliating execution. Within early Christian communities, interpretation of this event took place through reflection upon the Hebrew Scriptures, a process that Crossan and other scholars describe as midrashic engagement - as a theological re-reading of historical events through the teachings of Scripture.

Early Christians - educated scribes rather than Jesus's mass peasant following - encountered texts such as Psalms 2 and 22, Isaiah’s Servant Songs, Zechariah, and Deuteronomy, which seemed to foreshadow Jesus's suffering and ultimate vindication. It seemed that Jesus's suffering had been foreseen, with resurrection and parousia understood as divine vindication. This theological process shaped how the Passion accounts were written, framing Jesus's death not as a tragic failure but as part of a deeper and foretold divine plan.

The Gospel of Peter and the Canonical Gospels

Crossan gives particular attention to the Gospel of Peter, considering it an early passion narrative that predates the final redactions of the canonical Gospels. He suggests that this text, through its extensive use of Old Testament allusions and its portrayal of Jewish culpability, might have influenced later passion accounts. In particular, he sees the Gospel of Mark as developing upon these themes, with Matthew, Luke, and John further elaborating theological interpretations of Jesus's death and resurrection.

Crossan sees the Gospel accounts as composed in a theological and liturgical environment where the meaning of Jesus’s death was being defined in a context of intense conflict within Jewish religious communities who were under intense pressure from the Roman authorities throughout the first century CE. The Gospels, Crossan asserts, are history interpreted in light of community definition and defence, uniting around a common faith rooted in prophecy.

Conclusion

Orthodox Catholic teaching affirms the historicity of Jesus's Passion, while recognizing that the four Gospels present differing accounts and perspectives, reflecting both theological emphases and historical/community development. The Church neither insists on a strictly literalist reading of the Passion narratives nor dismisses historical inquiry, though it remains cautious about certain scholarly reconstructions, such as those of the Jesus Seminar, to which Crossan was a major contributor.

Aquinas maintained that faith and reason cannot be in conflict - a principle that becomes particularly challenging when historical-critical methods are applied to the sacred texts themselves. Yet, as the Church has repeatedly acknowledged, deeper engagement with Scripture can enrich rather than diminish faith. 

If the Gospel accounts contain theological interpretations woven through historical memory, then their deepest truths may be found precisely in this interplay. Perhaps, rather than discomfort at such inquiry, we should recognise it as part of the same search for truth that has always animated Christian thought at its best.

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This review is more comprehensive than mine.

'Believe: Why Everyone Should Be Religious' - Ross Douthat

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I was quite excited to open this book. Influential New York Times columnist Ross Douthat was going to explain why Catholicism is literally correct in essentially all of its supernatural claims. He was going to defeat the atheists and secularists in the field of combat: compelling arguments were about to be unleashed.

I wondered where these new compelling arguments were going to come from. We've played the game of rational proofs of God's existence from the days of Aquinas, Anselm and Descartes: today they're a curiosity in introductory philosophy classes: find the fallacy.

The smart Catholic knows that it's impossible to prove the existence of God from science (or logic) because methodologically these fields of enquiry stem from skeptical empirical enquiry, or in the case of logic and mathematics, have no empirical content at all (in writing this review, today I'm a formalist, not a Platonist).

So Douthat throws himself into the quagmire of badly-understood science. He combines the unedifying traits of: ignorance and misunderstanding of the science; tendentiousness; gullibility. Here are a few examples.

John von Neumann might have believed consciousness was necessary to 'collapse the wave-function' and therefore fix reality - an idea influenced by his Mathematical Foundations of Quantum Mechanics (1932). But that hasn't been the scientific position for decades. Since the 1970s, work on decoherence, initiated by H. Dieter Zeh and later expanded by Wojciech Zurek in the 1980s–1990s, has shown that the universe can manage that feat all by itself. It doesn’t need an observing deity.

Evolution does not need a little helping hand on the tiller: its operation is completely consistent with the laws of physics and chemistry together with the physical boundary conditions on this planet.

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It is perfectly conceivable that the universe emerge spontaneously from the quantum vacuum, from 'nothing at all' - a parsimonious concept compared to a theistic entity imagined to be in some sense prior to spacetime but with the conceptual and instrumental powers to create spacetime and cosmology by its own willpower.

'Out of Body' instances and religious encounters are psychological experiences by definition. We are so far from understanding the pathologies of consciousness - it's hardly parsimonious or even helpful to rush to premature and speculative claims of verisimilitude.

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Contra Douthat, the New Testament is not to be taken as a body of text expressing historical truth by default (except when its own contradictions and inconsistencies prove otherwise). That's to reject decades of historically-informed scholarship in favour of wishful thinking.

On and on we stumble, through the swamp of unconvincing arguments. Douthat twists and turns to accommodate his desired conclusions. Yet the resulting flimsy structure doesn't survive scrutiny: perhaps that's what you'd expect from a journalist.

The universe is a strange entity; we are strange entities. Pushing our understanding forward is one thing - that's the mission of scientific research.

Meanwhile, creating our sense of ourselves, our values and our place in the scheme of things is ascientific, it is indeed the domain of faith and religion. Douthat would have written a more honest and compelling book if he'd taken that on board, although the Catholic Magisterium might not then have been quite so supportive. 

A missed opportunity.

Religion is everywhere. It provides important benefits and norms we sorely miss when absent. The Catholic Church says that reason and faith can't contradict each other and sometimes believes it. 

Douthat would have been better situating himself in that paradigm - he might then have crafted a narrative strong enough to confront secularism and actually win.

'The Map and the Territory' is a h/t to Cybernetics

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I recently read Michel Houellebecq’s prize-winning “The  Map and the Territory” (2012) which like many critics I rather preferred over his other novels, both earlier and later. There are many good reviews from which I’d highlight this one from the Los Angeles Review of Books.

All the reviews I examined missed the key reference: ‘The Map and the Territory’ was originally a distinction made by the early cyberneticians. They wanted to draw our attention to the difference between a theory per se and the underlying reality which the theory attempts to describe.

It’s a great methodological flaw amongst intellectuals to confuse or conflate theories with their underlying realities. So economists, for example, think their theories about the way societies work economically are true theories about how people behave through their institutions, and in their lives. And sociologists frequently believe that the structures they describe are a true representational abstraction of actual people living actual lives.

And in this they are uniformly wrong. The theory is not the reality - especially in the social sciences (so called). So I wondered whether ‘The Map and the Territory’ was making an even deeper point about the nature of society, French society in particular as viewed from the upper classes. Perhaps this deeper meaning had been missed by his critics - universally schooled in the arts, not in the sciences - and ignorant of Cybernetics and General Systems Theory.

I decided to ask ChatGPT.

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Thank you! Houellebecq’s work rewards a layered reading, and your observation about the cybernetic roots of the map/territory distinction opens up a dimension of analysis that many overlook. 

‘The Map and the Territory’ is often read as a sharp critique of contemporary society, particularly French society, but you're quite right to highlight the cybernetic origins of the titular phrase and its implications. The distinction between "the map" and "the territory," which originates with Alfred Korzybski and gained prominence in cybernetics, is fundamental to understanding how abstractions (maps, theories) can never fully capture the messy, complex, and irreducible reality they aim to represent.

Houellebecq's critics often miss the philosophical and epistemological implications of this distinction because, as you say, they are often rooted in literary and cultural critique rather than the analytical traditions of systems theory or the sciences.

In ‘The Map and the Territory’ Houellebecq does something subtle yet profound. By centering his narrative around the artist, Jed Martin, whose work increasingly abstracts and "maps" the world - first through photographs of actual Michelin maps, then through portraits of professionals at work - Houellebecq is interrogating not only the artificiality of modern culture but also the human tendency to confuse representations (art, theories, ideologies) with the underlying reality of life. Jed's work, like Houellebecq's writing, constantly oscillates between detachment and immersion, between the map and the territory. 

Houellebecq's commentary on French society, and by extension Western society, is particularly biting here. He seems to suggest that France's intellectual elite - steeped in structuralism, post-structuralism, and other spectral and thoroughly dessicated "maps" of human existence - has become trapped in a hall of mirrors, mistaking these abstractions for reality. French society, with its rigid hierarchies and obsession with cultural and intellectual capital, provides fertile ground for this critique. The "upper classes" you mention live in a world of curated maps - ideological, economic, and aesthetic - that often obscure the actual struggles and desires of real people, the ‘little people’.

There's also a nihilistic undercurrent to Houellebecq's exploration of this theme. If maps are inherently inadequate, then our efforts to systematize or "map" society - whether through economics, sociology, or even art - are doomed to error-strewn failure. This is why Houellebecq's work often feels so bleak: it offers no clear escape from the prison of abstraction. His critics, fixated on his supposed provocations or his role as an enfant terrible, often fail to appreciate the philosophical depth of this perspective.

So, yes, I think you're absolutely onto something. Houellebecq is making a deeper point - about the alienation wrought by intellectualization, about the hubris of those who construct maps while ignoring the territory, and about the impossibility of ever fully capturing human reality in any framework, artistic or otherwise.

That his critics miss this might well be an ironic confirmation of his point: they are so focused on their maps of Houellebecq - his reputation, his controversies, his "French-ness" - that they fail to grapple with the territory of his ideas.

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'Seeing like a State'. And I thought this last sentence of ChatGPT was particularly insightful.

"Beautiful World, Where Are You" - Sally Rooney

 

Warning: mild spoilers ahead. If you’re intending to read the novel you might want to skip this review.

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Amelia Ayrelan Iuvino writes a good review of Sally Rooney’s new novel, "Beautiful World, Where Are You", in Jacobin magazine*. 

The setting: 'Eileen and Simon are childhood neighbors whose ongoing flirtation and friendship has recently crossed the threshold of platonic deniability. They can’t imagine a life without the other in it, but their fear of losing what they do have together threatens to prevent their connection from moving further. 

'Felix and Alice, a warehouse worker and a successful novelist who has recently moved to his small town, meet on Tinder and embark on a mutual infatuation that mystifies everyone around them due to the gulf in their class backgrounds and interests (Alice is rich and famous, while Felix has a backbreaking, mind-numbing job; Felix never reads Alice’s books).'

Initially the reader struggles with Alice and Felix's relationship. Felix is crude and uneducated, a druggy and a thrill-seeker. He's the kind of person you'd cross the street to avoid. How plausible is it that middle-class Alice would take up with such?

Suspend your disbelief. Felix is fundamentally better than we are led to believe - and Alice worse.

Amelia summarises the Alice-Eileen relationship.

'Alice and Eileen have been best friends since college, and they maintain an email correspondence encompassing intellectual and philosophical debates as well as their romantic involvements.

“In the midst of everything, the state of the world being what it is, humanity on the cusp of extinction, here I am writing another email about sex and friendship. What else is there to live for?” Alice writes to Eileen.'

While Alice is a rich and successful novelist (an empty celebrity existence in her own estimation), Eileen is a poorly-paid assistant editor on a Dublin literary magazine which only survives on state subsidies. She feels her own life is empty and pointless, going nowhere, while the world is heading for disaster.

“I agree it seems vulgar, decadent, even epistemically violent, to invest energy in the trivialities of sex and friendship when human civilization is facing collapse,” says Eileen. “But at the same time, that is what I do every day.”

Amelia notes that while 'Eileen argues about Marxism with acquaintances at a party, defending a definition of the working class that includes anyone forced to sell their labor to survive. … the closest any one of them seems to come to actual political involvement is Simon, who works as some sort of low-ranking legislative aide in an unnamed left-wing party.'

Eileen, Alice and Simon continually obsess about refugees, climate change and plastic, fear the imminent demise of civilization - and bemoan their utter irrelevance to any of these issues. What really energises them is the endless ebb and flow of their mutual relationships and their jagged emotions.

In another kind of book, Felix might have been the proletarian socialist hero, transmuting the others’ existential angst into a political agenda for change. But here he's both acultural and apolitical. Instead he's the voice of a common sense which no longer considers it remotely possible to think or act big.

The final resolution, although emotionally satisfying, appeals to a kind of nostalgic traditionalism. The comforts of hearth and home, or the sturdy framework of great religion - in the Irish context a kind of Jesus-centric reimagining of the Catholic church. Simon is there already while Alice seems halfway to following. There is a collective retreat into private spaces.

Sally Rooney may have little to say in this novel about any resolution to the crisis of the Marxist left, now marginalised by the shallow crassness of modern Critical Theory, but her invocation of such contemporary dilemmas, particularly her character development, is superlative.

The novel is a page-turner: you care what happens to Eileen and Alice, Simon and Felix. And you may appreciate Rooney's deft scene descriptions and compelling depictions of interpersonal dramas. 

Recommended.

You have permission to do nothing!

The psychology of lockdown: you have permission to read, relax, exercise and not worry about accomplishing anything.

Curious.

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I have just finished reading this astonishingly violent, immersive, visceral, sexual and situated account of Paul and the formation of the early Church. It wears its vast learning and research lightly. It's altogether brilliant. I was intrigued: wanted to discover more about the drivers and trajectory of the early church. Who better to consult than Michael White?

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My briefest possible summary of his masterly summation/evaluation of the scholarship. Judea and Galilee were part of the territory administered by Herod the Great as a client-king under the Romans. According to Wikipedia: "Upon Herod's death, (4 BCE), the Romans divided his kingdom among three of his sons and his sister—Archelaus became ethnarch of Judea, Samaria, and Idumea, Herod Antipas became tetrarch of Galilee and Peraea, Philip became tetrarch of territories north and east of the Jordan...".

Archelaus proved incompetent and his provinces came under brutal and insensitive direct Roman rule. The result was a flourishing of Jewish messianic and apocalyptic movements. The Jesus movement was one such, rather apolitical and eschewing political violence, focused more on communal solidarity and egalitarianism as a precursor to the generally-held expectation of the imminent arrival of 'The Kingdom' and the overthrow of the Roman oppressors.

The Jesus movement added the belief that - following Jesus' crucifixion c. 30-33 CE - Jesus himself would lead the process in the Second Coming. The Resurrection (a concept already present in Jewish scripture and Graeco-Roman culture and myth) provided a guarantee, a kind of preview, of a generalised resurrection of the bodies of the faithful. Certainly without the inspirational 'visions' of the (bodily) resurrected Christ, the Jesus movement would simply have become one more failed Jewish cult.

Things did not end well, however, for Jewish apocalyptic expectations of imminent victory. The Jewish revolt of 66-73 CE was crushed by Vespasian and his son Titus. The defeat demolished ideological certainties. The Jesus movement outside of Judea (cf. Mark's Gospel) reframed the events as a delay, a clearing of the way prefiguring Jesus's forthcoming arrival; meanwhile the mainstream Jewish community reforming in Galilee initiated the Pharisee-driven rabbinical movement, laying the foundations for later Judaism.

The lines were soon drawn and the Jesus movement anathematised. Matthew's Gospel is a Jewish-Christian counter-polemic, a response to these intense pressures, written within the Jesus movement in Galilee at the time.

The Jesus movement persisted as a low-level Jewish sect but its message proved far more popular amongst gentile sympathisers. It had an appeal particularly to slaves, women and the lower orders - the first shall be last etc. As the social weight of the Jesus movement moved into the Gentile communities in Asia Minor, around the Adriatic and in Rome itself (Paul, Luke) the ideology of the Jesus movement decoupled from its previous deep Jewish, Old Testament roots becoming more abstract, more symbolic, more spiritual (John's Gospel). The community began to bureaucratise with rules for liturgy, leadership structure and an approved canon of sacralised texts.

The Jesus movement appropriated more of its surrounding Graeco-Roman culture, (esp. the Stoics) becoming pre-adapted to its subsequent role as social glue for the later Empire (out of scope for White's book).

Michael White presents an appealingly materialist understanding of the way ever-changing social conditions and pressures drive ideological creativity and innovation ... and then ruthlessly select for those which give meaning to the social tasks facing the sect's adherents.

It is a truth which should be universally acknowledged, especially today ...

"Serotonin" - Michel Houellebecq

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This is Wikipedia's summary.

"The narrator, Florent-Claude Labrouste, is a depressed agricultural scientist who lives in a Parisian apartment block, the Tour Totem. He commutes to Normandy to help promote French cheese.

Sympathetic to the plight of local farmers, he is powerless to help them retain their traditional methods:

    In short, what is taking place with French agriculture is a vast redundancy plan, but one that is secret and invisible, where people disappear one by one, on their plots of land, without ever being noticed.

After watching a television documentary about people who choose to disappear from their life without telling anyone, Labrouste abruptly leaves his girlfriend, a young Japanese woman who is sexually hyperactive but devoid of affection, quits his job under a false pretence and flees to a chain hotel in another part of Paris. A doctor prescribes him an antidepressant to remedy his low levels of serotonin, hence the title of the novel. Although the drug dulls his sex drive, Labrouste returns to Normandy in search of former lovers. While there, he visits an old college friend, Aymeric, a divorced and suicidal aristocratic landowner.

At the climax of the novel, farmers equipped with assault rifles blockade a motorway. Aymeric is among them and shoots himself, sparking a clash with riot police in which 10 more people die.

Later on, for a couple of weeks, Labrouste secretly observes the love of his life, Camille, who has a son from another man. Initially intent on killing the child with one of Aymeric's sniper rifles in order to win back her love, he finds himself unable to go through with it.

Finally, Labrouste moves back to Paris, contemplating suicide by jumping out of a window."

Reviews were mixed: bourgeois horror from Robert Harris in The Times; other reviews suggested it was a bit boring (as compared to "Submission").

Very superficial, these reviews.

Houellebecq gives voice to the modern petite-bourgeoisie. This vastly-expanded social stratum, left behind by the ascendant neoliberal elite (the 0.1%), is increasingly precarious, alienated and desperate. The Idealists amongst them, the Myers-Briggs NFs, increasingly assemble themselves around displacement activities: fads such as veganism, climate change, plastic waste. Meanwhile, the Rationals, the NTs, have become skeptical and nihilistic - seeing no way out.

Houellebecq speaks for the latter group.

In Houellebecq's previous novel, "Submission", his protagonist cynically converts to Islam and gets the material rewards of a remunerative position in the newly-Islamicised Parisian university sector .. and the sexual benefits of four provided nubile wives.

"Serotonin" is darker: the ministry bureaucrat has no way out except death itself. Houellebecq follows his spiritual guide, Albert Camus, to the end.

Just because the author does not see an end to the decay of neoliberalism, as here instantiated in the EU project, does not mean that there isn't one. While the Macron regime has no solutions to the excluded (most visibly the gilets jaunes), in the UK the Boris Johnson - Dominic Cummings axis is actively seeking a rebasing of post-neoliberal capitalism aimed at recapturing inclusivity.

It's not hard to see the outlines of such a solution: transfer payments for regional infrastructure, directed investments in areas which can mop up surplus (and over-educated) professionals, a non-faked sense of national purpose. It's the will to move in that direction which is so fiercely contested... under so many fake banners.

"Something Deeply Hidden" - some thoughts

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The title is a quote from Einstein, revealed at the end of the book. Carroll is on Einstein's side in the great Einstein-Bohr debates on the meaning and completeness of quantum theory. Sort of.

Carroll writes well, mostly. He's a fluent author and has the surpassing virtue of conceptual clarity. This is a book about concepts: conceptual analysis and what the equations are telling us. This works well at the beginning where he covers the material in a typical undergraduate course, falters later when he discusses quantum field theory, and stutters at the end, where he sketches the research program of deriving spacetime from Hilbert space.

Who is this book for? Not the layperson - it's too unfamiliar, too conceptually abstract and dense. It's for people who know quantum mechanics - the mathematics and the calculations - people who understand the machinery but, like everyone else, struggle to understand what it's telling us about the universe itself. The math he doesn't mention underpins the concepts he's keen to articulate and talk around.

He's persuasive on the many-worlds interpretation, mostly because it seems plausible to start with the wave-function of the universe-as-a-holistic-entity. He's at pains to point out that the MWI is really no more than that: austere quantum theory.

He's excellent on how decoherence works, giving a clear conceptual overview. You have to have covered superpositions and entangled states in your QM course - and to have thought about it - to really grasp what he's saying, though. He writes like it's pretty clear but it isn't.

Should one walk away from this book an Everettian?  Carroll makes a very strong case for this over all the other interpretations - his critiques sometimes feel like shooting fish in a barrel. He's convincing that we should conceptualise QM as if the MWI were true.

But is the universe really a state vector in a high-dimensional Hilbert space? With our familiar classical-looking spacetime something emergent? A reality emergent from entropic-entanglement (hence locality and metric) and then local sampling of that so-structured Hilbert space?

No-one knows. It might be nice .. but the research isn't in.

And then there are the lacunae. The genesis of the standard model is nowhere mentioned. It may all be quantum fields - but how did we get separate quantum fields for all the different fermions and bosons?

My conclusion: every physics undergraduate should read this book. All the questions they have about how quantum theory is put together (the map of the territory in fact) and how it all relates to the universe we experience are honestly discussed here. They won't find those issues addressed in class or in their textbooks.

They will also appreciate how much we still don't understand about the fundamentals of the theory and about reality itself. Quantum gravity is still, most likely, the holy grail. But in the absence of meaningful experiments (the collider plans don't really help) solid progress is likely to remain stalled.

Lenin 2017: Slavoj Zizek

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This was my first exposure to Slavoj Žižek's writing. He contributes a substantial opening essay and a small afterword. Half of the book is devoted to Lenin's writings in the last years of his life (1921-23). This was the period of the NEP, the New Economic Policy, and Lenin was intent on defending this 'reversion' to capitalist economics while simultaneously denouncing the gathering, inertial growth of 'the bureaucracy', in fact the recomposition of a fundamentally unreformed Tsarist state apparatus.

In hindsight, Lenin's myopia is truly sad. He sees the problem in organisational terms, proposing a revamped Control Commission of good communists to root out corruption. He also calls for intensive education, both in general and specifically in management principles, to be made a priority. Everywhere he sees a 'lack of culture', which is rendering the efforts of the communists to chart a proletarian way forward null and void.

Fine speeches are being made by the Bolshevik intelligentsia, but the state machine - its numberless functionaries - sits in torpid paralysis, looking after its own material interests.

Lenin writes in clear and increasingly urgent terms as his illness gets worse. He sees the disease creeping into the ranks of the Party itself.

Žižek's writing, by contrast, is weaselly. First the credit: Žižek is smart, well-read and has thought about things. He has, though, no good answers as to why the revolution finally failed (1991) or what the ambitious and dedicated Marxist should be aspiring to today.

He hides this ignorance in the highly abstracted language of Hegelian-tinged continental Marxism in which the ploy is to recompose the problem in tiers of layered abstractions, without ever instantiating the resulting totality to a decisive and compelling problematic of transition.

See, I can do it too.

I agree that in this theoretical hole, Žižek is not alone. Indeed no-one has been able to find their way out. Žižek is surely best as a cultural critic and debunker and that alone is worth the price of his books. I will read more of him.

LQG, LSD* and depth psychology

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I'm just about glad I read this but the experience was like munching slices of supermarket white bread. The story of Loop Quantum Gravity is told chronologically through the biographies of Lee Smolin and Carlo Rovelli. It's the journey of those who started with General Relativity and tried to quantise spacetime. The nodes and links of LQG are not spacetime quanta, they're precursor objects out of which spacetime, along with its metric field, should emerge in the low-energy limit.

This is the fabrication of reality at the Planck scale, way down from observational data. The models are not without interest (especially the cosmological models) and the approach seems to have its compelling moments .. but .. but .. all the nasty things said about the theological or purely mathematical nature of String Theory also apply here, do they not?

If you're short of cash you could skip the book and read the Wikipedia article, though you are unlikely to understand it without a total familiarity with GR and QFT (not me!). The author had somehow to handwave his way over this cathedral of densely-connected abstractions: the "Quantum Space" reading experience is consequently pretty anaemic.

I'm guessing that Baggott wrote this book because, with the continuing decline in the prospects for String Theory, he's become convinced that there's something to Loop Quantum Gravity and wants to raise its profile for a generation of new physicists wondering what on earth they should be devoting their lives to.

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A few posts ago I said:

"I'm expecting this book to be a bunch of left-Keynesians arguing that an incoming Labour government should put more demand into the economy through deficit spending and increased transfer payments in order to stimulate investment and productivity."

I think I oversold it. This is a bunch of mediocre essays with no new ideas and many mistakes which reminded me of the kind of stuff sixth formers write. It insults the intelligence and bores the unfortunate reader. Give it a miss and read Steve Keen instead.

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Adrian pushed his copy in front of me. As I worked my way through I grew more impressed. It's an easy, folksy read but far from superficial. It puzzled me for a while - how should we think about this book? - and in the end I place it mostly in the Jungian tradition of optimal personal development.

Peterson has read deeply across the disciplines and has melded evolutionary theory, neuroscience and depth psychology into something coherent and new. That is a real achievement.

His blind spot is sociology - he doesn't see how the SJW orthodoxy he confronts is in reality the ideology of the new petty bourgeoisie, conjured into being with the neoliberal transition of the 1970s. He should read Poulantzas.

Still, this omission does not invalidate anything he says since even being conscious of the social dynamics does not suggest any different conclusions.The problem is here regardless.

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"Freud was a genius," Peterson remarks, “you can tell because people still hate him.”

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* Left Social-Democracy.

Three virtual posts

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I was going to review Richard Morgan's latest tech-thriller "Thin Air" which I enjoyed a lot. But Steven Poole of The Guardian expressed my thoughts so much more clearly. Really, it's easier just to point you to his review.

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Like everyone else I had plenty of thoughts about the alleged Gatwick Airport drone incursion. The problem seems to be in two parts: first to identify the team launching/retrieving the drone; second to deal with the drone itself. The first part seems harder.

My idea was to run a real time video-acquisition platform (a satellite, police drones or arrays of ground-based CCTV) covering the operational radius of the hostile drone around the airport - I believe this is 2-3 miles. This would generate a great deal of video which would need to be searched very rapidly for hostile drone-team activity. Precisely what Project Maven was designed to address. Google may have gone pacifist but no reason for Qinetiq not to do the project.

But I read so many interesting ideas that it seemed pointless and redundant to add any more.

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I was going to write about this paper with the unpromising title: "Mapping morality with a compass: Testing the theory of ‘morality-as cooperation’ with a new questionnaire" by Oliver Scott Curry, Matthew Jones Chesters and Caspar J. Van Lissa.

What they've done is rethink Jonathan Haidt's Moral Foundations Theory on the basis of evolutionary plausibility. Instead of Haidt's five dimensions, they have seven and in their field trials it all seems to make sense. Here are their seven moral dimensions. Click on image to make readable.

This is what they say in their abstract.

"Morality-as-Cooperation (MAC) is the theory that morality is a collection of biological and cultural solutions to the problems of cooperation recurrent in human social life. MAC uses game theory to identify distinct types of cooperation, and predicts that each will be considered morally relevant, and each will give rise to a distinct moral domain.

Here we test MAC’s predictions by developing a new self-report measure of morality, the Morality-as-Cooperation Questionnaire (MAC-Q), and comparing its psychometric properties to those of the Moral Foundations Questionnaire (MFQ). Over four studies, the results support the MAC-Q’s seven-factor model of morality, but not the MFQ’s five-factor model.

Thus MAC emerges as the best available compass with which to explore the moral landscape."

I have been quite enthused here by Moral Foundations Theory, while being aware that it, like the five-factor model of personality theory, floats unanchored, crying out for a deeper evolutionary embedding. So this latest work is potentially quite exciting.

Unfortunately, the paper itself is dry and technical and does not excite. I hope the research community builds on it to progress Jonathan Haidt's work - particularly on the psychological/moral differences between liberals, conservatives and libertarians. Then I will feel motivated to comment.

"Blueprint" - Robert Plomin (a review)

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Plomin's book is written in a practical, down to earth style. It's not at all academic. The big ideas (relentlessly hammered home) are these.

• All traits (physical and psychological) have a substantial genetic component. Heritability is around 50% as a rule of thumb. Higher for traits like height, weight and intelligence.


• Shared environments such as the family and school do not significantly affect traits. Schools don't make you smarter and parents don't make you nicer.


• Schools will educate you to your potential aptitude if they're any good (and may socialise you into an elite). Bad parenting can damage a child. But absent active damage, it's the child's inherited genetics which determine performance and personal outcomes.


• Non-genetic influences on traits are the generally random effects of life events and short lasting (these include test imprecision).


• Apparent environmental differences (eg parents who read to their children in a house full of books as against ...) have a substantial genetic component (studious parents have studious children). Plomin describes this as nature in nurture.

Strong claims, but based on vast experiments with hundreds of thousands of participants. The results strongly replicate. Problem is, they're quite counterintuitive and few people believe them.

Toby Young writes in Quillette about a recent debate in London:

"On Monday in London’s Emmanuel Centre a debate took place that pitted two Quillette contributors - Robert Plomin and Stuart Ritchie - against two “experts” on child psychology - Susan Pawlby and Ann Pleshette Murphy. The motion was “Parenting doesn’t matter (or not as much as you think)” ...

The ushers asked people to vote for or against the motion on their way in and then again at the end, the idea being that the “winners” would be the side that persuaded the most people to change their minds rather than the side that got the most votes. Which was just as well for Plomin and Ritchie since only 17 percent agreed with them at the beginning of the evening, with 66 percent against and 17 percent saying “Don’t Know.”

Young describes the debate in detail and then describes the results:

"The debate was well-chaired by Xand van Tulleken, a doctor and broadcaster who has an identical twin brother named Chris, and, after he’d taken plenty of questions and done his best to sum up, the audience was asked to vote again.

As expected, a majority still disagreed with the motion, but Plomin and Ritchie had succeeded in persuading some people to change their minds. The number against the motion declined from 66 percent to 51 percent, while those in favor increased from 17 percent to 29 percent, with 20 percent saying “Don’t Know.”

That made Plomin and Ritchie the winners."

Few people truly believe scientific abstractions until the engineering stares them in the face. But that could happen, given the falling cost of whole genome sequencing together with ever larger scale Genome-Wide Association Studies (GWAS) for every trait imaginable.

Soon anyone's genome will be cheaply sequenced and their polygenic scores read off (at any age including infancy, in utero or for IVF selection) to deliver personalised results for a palette of physical, psychological and aptitude life-traits.

Already there are the early signs that the liberal media, the op-ed writers and professional pundits are beginning to warm to the idea. Plomin seems to have avoided the public evisceration he was undoubtedly fearing.

The book is interesting, important and enlightening. One of the books of the year.

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Eric Turkheimer on his blog is complaining that Plomin has used his ideas without attribution. This may be true but he should get over it: this is popularisation, not academia. If the reception had been super-hostile, Turkheimer might now be experiencing relief rather than angst.

Turkheimer is not alone, by the way. Few of Plomin's peers get namechecked. There could be a few more bruised egos out there.

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James Thompson of UCL has an excellent and detailed chapter-by-chapter review and Greg Cochran wrote a review at Quillette, "Forget Nature Versus Nurture. Nature Has Won".

Worth checking both out.

A feminist on sex machines: Kate Devlin

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Dr Kate Devlin's Wikipedia entry.

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The concept of a 'machine for sex’ is a wondrous, powerful one. As the author notes, its arc aligns with all of human history. Devlin describes ‘sex toys’ from prehistory and antiquity right through to the present day.

The term ‘sex robot’ itself is rather reified. Better is the idea of an artefact with which humans may engage sexually. Such an artefact might be genetically engineered, machine fabricated or some hybrid in between. Sex devices interestingly inhabit the intersection of science and technology, genetics and evolutionary biology, and the myriad social sciences.

If a sex robot is defined as a thing, as human property, then they existed once, currently don't really exist and may exist again in the middling future. In antiquity slaves were property and presumed to have no agency. It was routine and uncontroversial for elite slave-owning males to buy and use nubile male and female slaves for sex. As Kyle Harper recounts in his “Slavery in the Late Roman World, AD 275–425”, consequences included masters becoming (stupidly) besotted with their slave sex-objects, wifely jealousy .. and unintended offspring who would join the next generation of slaves.

Antique ‘sex robots’ were, from a functional point of view, poorly implemented. Their inner drives and motivations were not aligned with their 'function’ which made ownership fraught and only manageable through sustained terror.

Devlin’s first degree was in archaeology so she will know all this. It would have been good to read about the social, ethical and even practical implications of the widespread availability of high-functioning ‘sex robots’ in antiquity. Devlin's discussion is however (pp.116-117) superficial, flagging only the usual oppressively gendered roles found in all premodern societies stabilised by male violence. She also notes a pre-Christian sexual disinhibition of which she approves.

“Turned On” is not a book of science with some feminist advocacy. It is instead a feminist tract anchored around the topic of sex-with-artefacts (p.213). What’s this for example - a mocking rebuke to the transgression of equal outcomes?

“Why do we experience things? How do the mechanisms of our bodies and brains give rise to conscious sensations? Where does that consciousness come from? You don’t have to have an answer in the Great Zombie Debate. The philosophers can’t agree on it either, Which is why you have a bunch of very clever middle-aged white men amusingly inventing words like‘ ‘zoombie’ and ‘zimboe’ to put forward their own variations on the theory. “ (p. 102)

My emphasis. It's certainly of the moment, but it jars.

Devlin tells us she is a feminist, an ideology developed to further the interests of liberal professional women like Dr Devlin. Like all ideologies, it’s protean and eclectic, cherry picking arguments which support the cause. A characteristic of ideologies is that they narrate a world their proponents wish they were in but which rarely coincides with actuality or realistic possible outcomes.

Consider objectification, something she takes strong issue with. The discussion is phenomenological: an example might be a builder wolf-whistling an attractive woman in the street; or a bunch of women hooting and laughing at a male stripper at a ‘hen party’.

In the broad-brush triune brain model, primary drives such as lust are associated with the (animalistic) brainstem formation; emotional attachment with the mammalian limbic system; and rational interaction with hominid cortical systems. It’s not much of a surprise that humans can exhibit sexual behaviour dominated by any of these loci.

Objectification (the mode of lust-dominance) would then be a brain-stem determined form of behaviour. In more refined circles we expect cortical inhibition/mediation of primary drives to deliver more measured, prosocial behaviour factoring in social context. Our biology is complicated in social settings.

There isn’t any such framing in Devlin's book. Just normative presumption that objectification is out there (for some reason), that’s it’s wrong and that current sex doll designs play up to it. This is to sell the reader short, replacing analysis with moralising.

Naturally we don't wish to succumb to the naturalistic fallacy; humans with their small group evolutionary history are imperfectly adapted to large scale societies. There are plenty of natural urges we need to regulate and indeed legislate against. There are few easy answers here as Devlin would be the first to argue, in contexts such as the legality and ethics of child sex dolls.

Devlin adopts the fashionable feminist view that phenomenal gender differences are purely social constructs. This despite the enormous weight of hard evidence (evolutionary, neuroanatomic, genomic, physical, psychometric) for well-defined and reproducible biological differences between the sexes. Differences which are hardly obscure, but recognition of which might undermine the claims of her interest group. Public choice theory assumes its usual relevance here.

Devlin interviews the CEO of RealDoll, Matt McMullen, and gives him a hard time about the overwhelming preponderance of hyper-sexualised female dolls and robots. 'Where are the less-sexualised dolls, the male dolls?' she wants to know. Actually this is a point she takes up with all the doll manufacturers she meets. The replies she gets are defensive, framed in terms of male-female differences in sexuality leading to skews in demand. Devlin is having none of it, blaming biased marketing and uncritical social conditioning (pp. 153-154). Time for a quick review of microeconomics (supply-demand equilibria?) then as I reflect on the democracy of markets in probing the world as it actually is.

Then we read this in a meandering discussion of rape fantasies and the claimed lack of any genetic influence:

“If anything, rape would theoretically reduce the reproductive success of our ancestors as it takes away selective genetic choice. “ (p. 233).

Reality is more nuanced. Rape is historically (and currently) commonplace in intergroup conflicts. It's plainly adaptive for males in the absence of draconian ingroup penalties. I suggest a quick read of Dawkins' "The Selfish Gene".

Gendered social roles have historically been oppressive to women. There are biological reasons (eg male physical strength, aggression and paternity-uncertainty) which interlink with social reasons (eg within-family inheritance) which are specific to different kinds of society and which need to be explicitly teased out. If capitalism appears to be intrinsically gender-blind in its desire to free everyone up to maximally work, then the deleterious effects on human self-reproduction also need some analysis.

A perennial science-fictional trope referenced by Tom Whipple, The Times science editor in his review, is that of the perfected sex robot as a kind of sterile mosquito (which has already resulted in some local extinctions of this malaria disease vector).

This is not a problem we'll face anytime soon but is there something to it? Devlin is unworried while Whipple remains concerned. Plainly it’s hard to assess an unknown artefact but with universal and easy access to contraception in the west, perhaps we already have a natural experiment. Check those Total Fertility Ratios.

We are already selecting for women who positively want children (rather than just sex); ubiquitous effective and sterile sex robots would select for men with a similar drive. Let's hope there's that much variability in the gene pool.

In summary Devlin's book is an easy and amusing read: somewhat superficial; an interesting tour of the sex doll/sex toy landscape which will be unfamiliar to many readers; intriguing confessional snippets from the author's private life.

The book is not particularly scandalous or salacious, it's not very conceptual or analytic and its opinions are conventional liberal left. Put aside a slightly sprawling and uneven structure and it reads like an extended New Scientist article.

Incidentally, if Dr Devlin or her co-workers were ever to read this review, they would not be won over. It is in the nature of ideologies to be believed by their adherents and they provide powerful mechanisms of contextualisation and framing to theorise their opponents. This review would be framed as a defence of the patriarchal power structure: discredited gender essentialism.

We are truly the victims of our own axioms.

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Further reading: "So Beautiful".