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Le Plaisir du Texte

Thursday, March 4th, 2010

In Northanger Abbey, Jane Austen expresses her fear that her readers will have guessed that a happy ending is coming up -

Seeing in the tell-tale compression of the pages before them that we are all hastening together to perfect felicity.

The experience of reading an ebook is fundamentally different to that of reading a printed edition. However sharp the electronic ink, however cleverly the scroll bar may indicate how close we are to the end, nothing compares to the direct physical experience of that “tell-tale compression”.

I bought a Sony PRS-505 last year to help me catch up on some of the classics I’ve missed and I love it. After the experience of carrying a print edition of Anna Karenina around for a couple of months, I really appreciate the convenience of the device which made it possible to read War and Peace even in those cramped conditions on the London Underground where the press of bodies makes it impossible to move your hands enough to turn the pages of a printed book. I also appreciate the relative lightness of it.

Ironically perhaps, the ability to read the world’s classics for free in e-ink has given me a new love for the book as a physical object. Instead of my former habit of repeated, relatively cheap purchases of poor quality printed books, I download (legal) editions lovingly edited by ebook fans on the forums of sites like mobileread and with the money I save, buy beautiful editions such as the Bill Amberg leather-bound classics or McSweeney’s Quarterly Concern.

I have also rediscovered the joys of tracking down rare and out-of-print works and for those with this goal I whole-heartedly recommend Andmeister Books whose proprietor, Andrew Nunn, recently went out of his way to ensure delivery of a copy of Mrs A. B. Marshall’s Cookery Book in time for a birthday.

It is a real joy to find a small trader with a passion for his work who is happy to go the extra mile to satisfy a fellow book lover. If you are looking for something special, please try him. I don’t believe that all of his stock is on the website so if you cannot find what you are looking for please use his contact form to get in touch and I am sure he will do his best to help.

Our Future Robotic Overlords

Sunday, November 8th, 2009

Many humans, on the other hand, don’t learn or grow all that much once they get to adulthood. A world of robots that were programmed to be competent at their jobs, but not to learn much, wouldn’t be enormously different from our current one.

Human Level AI: The Foresight Institute

Given that most customer-facing employees of large corporations would struggle to pass a Turing test, the threshold machines need to reach to replace humans in customer service roles is not particularly high. Anyone who has attempted to resolve a problem with a bank, utility company or government body in the last decade would probably welcome the chance to interact with a machine instead of a minimum-wage, script-reading, disempowered, indifferent human – outsourced or otherwise.

It’s a fallacy to imagine that decades of exponential growth in processing power means that computers will necessarily continue to get faster and more powerful every year – Moore’s law is catchy phrase to describe an observation nothing more. It is also a questionable belief that the difference between a machine and a human is simply one of complexity, that given enough interlinked processors we could brute force intelligence. Nonetheless, it is very hard to imagine a future in which technology does not advance to the point that many social roles could not be carried out by sophisticated, automatic machines.

What then for dreams of full employment? What then for the issue of leisure? People who believe in the Singularity tend to view it with quasi-religious awe as a coming techno-rapture in which the geek shall inherit the earth and the coming SuperIntelligence will solve all problems.

There is more than enough surplus wealth already to feed and clothe the poor of the world – and yet there is no sign of this happening. Why do we imagine that the future owners of unimaginably powerful technology will be any more benevolent than the current rich?

The Only Progressive Force in British Politics Today

Tuesday, July 21st, 2009

Nick Clegg recently gave a rousing speech at the National Liberal Club in London.

He emphasised the strengths of the Liberals as

The first party to identify the dangers of an overleveraged banking system. The first to advocate radical political reform. Consistent in our defence of civil liberties. Principled in our defence of the international rule of law. Outspoken in correcting our woefully imbalanced tax system. Radical on the need to make Britain environmentally sustainable. Brave in standing up to failed populism on law and order. Determined to use childcare and education policies to break cycles of deprivation handed down from one generation to the next.

The Conservatives are dismissed succinctly as spin masters who will never change their spots, a party -

at ease standing shoulder to shoulder in the European Parliament with bigots, climate change deniers and homophobes.

In my view David Cameron has done a relatively good job at re-branding the toxic legacy he inherited. But no amount of airbrushing can make conservatism progressive. It’s just not in their bones.

And Labour’s failure is given short shrift:

I can remember Peter Mandelson saying “judge us after ten years of success in office. For one of the fruits of that success will be that Britain has become a more equal society.”

It’s been twelve years. The gap between rich and poor has widened. We have more children in prison than anywhere else in Europe. If you’re poor you’re still far less likely to go to university than if you’re better off. If you’re a woman you’ll still probably be paid less for doing the same work as a man. If you’re a child born in the poorest neighbourhood in my City, Sheffield, you will probably die 14 years before a wealthier child born down the road….

Liberals believe in the raucous, unpredictable capacity of people to take decisions about their own lives.
Whereas for us power should be shared, for Labour it is to be hoarded. And as night follows day, monopolies over power in both the economy and in politics end badly; this government ticks all the boxes: Captured by vested interests; hence their continuing failure to clamp down on greed in financial services… And driven solely by an obsession to cling on to power.

If you are one of the generation of voters who are too young to remember the Conservatives but know only too well how badly your hopes have been sold out by the Labour Party, then consider the Liberal Democrats as a viable alternative. However bad Labour may have been, the Conservatives will be far worse.

The Manuscript Found in Saragossa

Sunday, March 1st, 2009

I’ve recently finished Jan Potocki’s “The Manuscript Found in Saragossa”, a fantastical novel written between 1800 and 1815 that consists of a series of stories within stories told over a period of sixty-six days in the manner of Arabian Nights or The Decameron.

The principal narrator, Alphonse van Worden, is the son of a man so pathologically obsessed with the finer points of honour manifested in the “tribunal of blood” that he thinks nothing of fighting a dozen duels in a day and punctiliously records the history of each in his notebook. His mother takes aristocratic traits to a similarly absurd degree. Having decided that the French are beneath her, she endures her stay in Paris by maintaining an absolute disdain: “She made it a rule not only not to learn French but also never to listen to it when it was spoken.”

Abandoned by his valet and mulateer while traversing the mountain range of Sierra Morena, a land rumoured to be inhabited by smugglers, bandits, murderous gypsies and terrifying ghosts, Alphonse finds himself bewitched by a pair of beautiful women who may be his cousins or may be succubi whose mysterious appearances and disappearances are woven into a narrative composed of encounters with a wide range of characters united in their love of story telling.

Stories interrupt stories in Tristram Shandy-esque digressions as each narrative introduces further characters who in turn narrate their own tales, the stories recursing back in on themselves until narratives are four or five levels deep and the listeners at the outer level announce themselves as confused as the reader would be in danger of becoming had Potocki not exercised considerable skill in managing the various threads.

The book’s end is slightly disappointing, perhaps inevitably since the beauty of the book lies in the digressions not in the forward impulse of the underlying plot, but the charm and humour of the stories carries the day.

Information is Not Knowledge

Wednesday, February 4th, 2009

Spent all day in meetings about the proposed ‘Bad Bank’ and kept wondering what their uniform might look like.

Alistair Darling

havent signed tonys card yet, can’t think of anything funny to put

Gordon Brown

Maybe it’s an age thing; perhaps I’ve already crossed that subtle threshold after which you become unable to understand the appeal of new fads – but I don’t understand the purpose of Twitter. The spoof tweets allegedly from the men currently crash landing the British economy are funny because of the frighteningly plausible, Pooteresque banality of their thoughts. The tweets of a nobody, however, lack such saving irony.

There’s a fine line between spontaneous and knee-jerk, between wit and bigotry, between the simple statement of fact and the simplification that distorts the truth.

We live at a time where politicians clash horns using sound bites and real policy is rarely debated, where newspapers and other media channels uncritically repeat information known to be false (“we only use ten percent of our brains”, “hair and fingernails continue to grow after death”, “house prices always go up in value”). It’s an era uniquely rich in data about the natural world and yet culturally we lack the critical facilities to evaluate this information, making us ripe pickings for every charlatan who appears on television dressed as an expert.

In such an age, do we really want our thoughts to be restricted to what can be expressed in 140 characters?

Is the iPlayer a Trojan Horse?

Wednesday, December 31st, 2008

I won’t be joining the celebrations around the launch of the BBC’s iPlayer on Mac and Linux.

The encroachment into the network of broadcasting corporations such as the BBC should be vigorously resisted both as a tremendous waste of bandwidth by a company that already enjoys a monopoly on huge swathes of the spectrum and as a step towards the licensing of internet access.

UK readers sensible enough not to own a television will have first hand experience of the Gestapo-like tactics of the BBC licensing authorities whose regular, nasty, intimidatory letters misleadingly and illegally threaten prosecution to anyone found using equipment capable of receiving a television signal including “computers connected to the internet.” The more organisations like the BBC pollute the web with their output, the stronger the calls to extend the license to cover access to the internet.

Already the iPlayer is being tested as a justification for bringing a tiered internet into place.

Combine that with a quixotic and sinister plan to introduce cinema style ratings to websites being considered and we have all the makings of Chinese-style censorship.

Paranoid? Perhaps. But I do live under a government planning on tracking everyone’s calls, emails, texts and internet use.

Governments are a Conspiracy of the Rich

Saturday, December 27th, 2008

What justice is there in this: that a nobleman, a goldsmith, a banker, or any other man, that either does nothing at all, or, at best, is employed in things that are of no use to the public, should live in great luxury and splendour upon what is so ill acquired, and a mean man, a carter, a smith, or a ploughman, that works harder even than the beasts themselves, and is employed in labours so necessary, that no commonwealth could hold out a year without them, can only earn so poor a livelihood and must lead so miserable a life, that the condition of the beasts is much better than theirs? For as the beasts do not work so constantly, so they feed almost as well, and with more pleasure, and have no anxiety about what is to come, whilst these men are depressed by a barren and fruitless employment, and tormented with the apprehensions of want in their old age; since that which they get by their daily labour does but maintain them at present, and is consumed as fast as it comes in, there is no overplus left to lay up for old age.

“Is not that government both unjust and ungrateful, that is so prodigal of its favours to those that are called gentlemen, or goldsmiths, or such others who are idle, or live either by flattery or by contriving the arts of vain pleasure, and, on the other hand, takes no care of those of a meaner sort, such as ploughmen, colliers, and smiths, without whom it could not subsist? But after the public has reaped all the advantage of their service, and they come to be oppressed with age, sickness, and want, all their labours and the good they have done is forgotten, and all the recompense given them is that they are left to die in great misery. The richer sort are often endeavouring to bring the hire of labourers lower, not only by their fraudulent practices, but by the laws which they procure to be made to that effect, so that though it is a thing most unjust in itself to give such small rewards to those who deserve so well of the public, yet they have given those hardships the name and colour of justice, by procuring laws to be made for regulating them.

“Therefore I must say that, as I hope for mercy, I can have no other notion of all the other governments that I see or know, than that they are a conspiracy of the rich, who, on pretence of managing the public, only pursue their private ends, and devise all the ways and arts they can find out; first, that they may, without danger, preserve all that they have so ill-acquired, and then, that they may engage the poor to toil and labour for them at as low rates as possible, and oppress them as much as they please; and if they can but prevail to get these contrivances established by the show of public authority, which is considered as the representative of the whole people, then they are accounted laws

Sir Thomas More, Utopia, 1516

Marx the Poet

Sunday, August 3rd, 2008

It is absolutely clear that, by his activity, man changes the forms of the materials of nature in such a way as to make them useful to him. The form of wood, for instance, is altered if a table is made out of it. Nevertheless the table continues to be wood, an ordinary, sensuous thing. But as soon as it emerges as a commodity, it changes into a thing which transcends sensuousness. It not only stands with its feet on the ground, but, in relation to all other commodities, it stands on its head, and evolves out of its wooden brain grotesque ideas, far more wonderful than if it were to begin dancing of its own free will.

Das Kapital, Karl Marx

Extraordinary Customer Service from Amazon

Saturday, March 8th, 2008

A DVD player I bought from amazon developed a fault.

I called them on Monday at lunchtime to report the problem.

Tuesday morning, they delivered a replacement before 8am. Tuesday evening a second courier came round to collect the faulty one and return it to amazon.

I’ve long been impressed by amazon but this time they have surpassed themselves.

Truffaut on Jules et Jim

Friday, November 23rd, 2007

“Je peux dire que la lecture, en 1953, de “Jules et Jim”, premier roman d’un vieillard de 74 ans, a déterminé ma vocation de cinéaste. J’avais 21 ans et j’étais critique de cinéma. J’ai eu le coup de foudre pour ce livre et j’ai pensé: si un jour je réussis à faire des films, je tournerai “Jules et Jim”. J’ai peu après rencontré l’auteur du livre, que l’idée d’un contact avec le cinéma enchantait. Au début 61, j’ai pensé que le moment était venu de concrétiser ce vieux rêve. J’ai essayé de transposer fidèlement ce beau livre que l’éditeur Gallimard présentait ainsi : “Un pur amour à trois”. Jean Gruault et moi avons adapté ce livre méconnu avec le même amour et le même respect que s’il se fût agi de “Le Rouge et le Noir” de Stendhal, car pour nous le roman d’Henri-Pierre Roché est un chef-d’oeuvre digne des plus belles oeuvres classiques. Si ce film est réussi, il doit ressembler au livre dont il s’inspire et constituer ainsi un hymne à l’amour, peut-être même un hymne à la vie.”

François Truffaut