30 July 2009

LET'S TALK ABOUT WORK 
(Peter Conrad) 


Once in my Australian childhood, during an election campaign, I asked my father how he was going to vote. He replied with a thump of his meaty fist on a nearby table. "We're workers", he said, "so we votes Labour". I've never forgotten the way he defined himself, if only because it made me determined to clamber out of the working class and to shake off its bullying solidarity. My father painted houses for a living; he would have thought it effete and futile to paint canvases. Since I went on to get paid for writing and for discussing books with students, he probably considered I didn't know what work was. Nor, in his sense, do I: for me, it has always been a pleasure, indistinguishable from play. But my father was a child of the Depression, who grew up with a ragged tribe of siblings in the backblocks in the 1930s. A job, when he finally found one, was a personal validation and a means of anchorage to society. It seems odd to me now that he should have thought of work, which he actually hated and retired from early, citing a spurious war wound, as a stalwart proof of virtue and virility.

Modern Times - real. Charlie Chaplin, 1935

In earlier times, our culture treated work as a curse or at least a lowly, shaming necessity like defecation. Adam and Eve spent the time in Eden cultivating their garden and were only condemned to earn a living after their expulsion from the good, happy, idle place. Christianity made work a consequence of the fall and for that reason afflicted women with what are penitentially known as labour pains. The Greeks took an even more disdainful view of work, which for them was beneath the dignity of a true human being. The 12 labours of Hercules, which include cleaning mucky stables, a job fit for desperate members of the underclass, were tasks imposed by the gods to demean the uppity hero. This lofty classical attitude took for granted the existence of slaves, who were the equivalent of our labour-saving gadgets - not people but appliances to be worked to death and then thrown away. The world we recognise as modern began by revoking the curse on work. As Alain de Botton argues in his new book The Pleasures and Sorrows of Work, ours is the first society to believe that work should make us happy, "even in the absence of a financial imperative". (texto integral aqui)

(2009)

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

O texto é, de facto, muito interessante ... mas em completa oposição à visão do mundo do guru Medina Carreira. Nuno

João Lisboa said...

Guru? Quem lhe chama guru?...

E claro que é contraditório. Era só o que faltava, tudo textinhos e pontos de vista alinhados em filinhas muito coerentes e penteadinhas.

Anonymous said...

Guru? Quem lhe chama guru?...
Guru é um exagero, mas neste blog é-lhe reservado um estatuto especial

"Era só o que faltava, tudo textinhos e pontos de vista alinhados em filinhas muito coerentes e penteadinhas"
Não estava a cobrar nenhuma "linha editorial", mas a diferença aqui é da noite para o dia. Um defende uma vida de cigarra e o outro de formiga.
Nuno

João Lisboa said...

"Um defende uma vida de cigarra e o outro de formiga"

Exacto. E este é justamente um belíssimo momento para se reflectir sobre as vantagens e desvantagens de uma e de outra. Com todas as contradições incluídas.

João Lisboa said...

... aliás, no número do "Courrier International" em que descobri o artigo do Conrad, havia mais dois ou três outros textos que enquadravam a questão na situação actual.