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A companion to the lm Paul Goodman Changed My Life published by the Foundation for the Study of Independent Social Ideas/Dissent Magazine
Dissent (ISSN 0012-3846) is published quarterlywinter, spring, summer, and fallby the University of Pennsylvania Press for the Foundation for the Study of Independent Social Ideas, Inc., 310 Riverside Drive, #2008, New York, N.Y. 10025. Phone: 212-316-3120. website: http://www.dissentmagazine.org. 2011 by the Foundation for the Study of Independent Social Ideas, Inc. (FSISI). Permission to reprint must be obtained from the publisher. Reprinted from the Fall 2010 issue of Dissent The publication of this pamphlet was made possible by a grant from the JSL Foundation. Cover photo used in Paul Goodman Changed My Life, a JSL Films production. Courtesy of Sally Goodman.
Introduction
In 1960, Paul Goodmansocial thinker,
activist, poet, and novelistpublished his groundbreaking book Growing Up Absurd. An examination of youth disaffection in our affluent but spiritually empty society, Goodmans work inspired and galvanized a burgeoning generation of sixties students and intellectuals. Forty years later, though his influence is felt throughout our culture, his books are mostly out of print, and his name is all but forgotten by those under the age of forty-five. Goodman wrote some of his most provocative and far-sighted essays for Dissent, including one co-authored with his brother, Percival, in which he called for the banning of all cars in Manhattan. It was reprinted in a collection called Utopian Essays and Practical Proposals. This spring, Dissent and JSL Films, creator of the upcoming documentary Paul Goodman Changed My Life, sponsored an essay contest in which people under thirty were asked to name the most pressing social and political issue of our times and write a utopian essay that included practical proposals. More than eight hundred young people responded with essays. Judges for the contest were Casey Nelson Blake, Dick Flacks, and Deborah Meier. We are pleased to print here the essay of the winner, Michael J. Brown, along with essays by the judges, all of whom were influenced by Goodman. Essays by the two runners-up, John Connelly and Cameron Quinn, are available at www.dissentmagazine.org.
The young are honorable and see the problems, Paul Goodman wrote in 1968, but they dont know anything because we have not taught them anything. Michael Browns wise and eloquent essay proves him wrong. The young know quite a lot, but their elders (including the very students Goodman described) have deprived them of a sturdy tradition of social criticism that should be their birthright. The tradition of Thoreau, James, Veblen, Addams, Dewey, Bourne, and Mumford that Goodman kept alive in the postwar years has apparently become an embarrassment to those aspiring to global citizenship and a post-national consciousness: its masterworks barely figure in humanities courses.
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are not taken seriously. It is lacking in the opportunity to be useful. It thwarts aptitude and creates stupidity. It corrupts ingenuous patriotism. It corrupts the fine arts. It shackles science. It dampens animal ardor. It discourages the religious convictions of Justification and Vocation and it dims the sense that there is a Creation. It has no Honor. It has no Community.
Photo by Paul Hawken, included in Paul Goodman Changed My Life, a JSL Films production. Courtesy of Sally Goodman.
they were projects that free people could agree on and pursue that very day. His criticism was an appeal to Americans horse sense, the imperiled habit of making independent judgments and in democratically rubbing shoulders with all kinds and conditions. The title of one of his collections, Utopian Essays and Practical Proposals, captured what was unique about the man. Who else moved so easily from calls to abolish nuclear weapons and ban cars from Manhattan to a plan to replace hospital nurses starchy whites with easy-to-wash seersuckers? All were steps citizens could take to live more human lives. Because he was an anarchist from the outset, and never a communist, Goodman didnt waste the cold war years apologizing for having been nave about the Soviet Union. Nor did he beat a familiar path from Left to Center or Right. Instead, he dispensed with traditional political formulas as he sorted through the cultural wreckage left by the missed and compromised revolutions of modern times. His penetrating indictment of our abundant society in Growing Up Absurd still stands.
It is lacking in enough mans work. It is lacking in honest public speech, and people
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Goodman was obtuse in thinking the maladies he diagnosed in that book were irrelevant to the experiences of girls and women. But he was not obtuse in insisting that all those capitalized words mattered, and that their waning was a source of profound sadness for many Americans. The difficulty Goodman had in defining his own position over the yearsa community anarchist, a Neolithic conservative, or (my favorite) an anarchist patriot speaks more to the uselessness of political labels than any uncertainty in his thinking. Goodman saw more clearly than most of his crazy young allies in the 1960s that the United States suffered from a crisis of meaning that could not be resolved by politics alone, least of all the politics of revolution. The elevation of consumption over satisfying work had fostered a base cynicism among Americans of all backgrounds. Seemingly at odds, the corporate executive, the juvenile delinquent, and the Beat were united in thinking that roleplaying comprised the sum total of human relations. An organized system of reputations had displaced older standards of excellence that challenged the young to master and surpass what they had inherited from previous generations. They had lost the very idea of an objective changeable world, the conviction that there is a Creation of the Six Days, a real world rather than a system of social rules that indeed are often arbitrary. As young people they were early resigned and stayed that way. Goodman admitted his tone was that of an Angry Middle-Aged Man, disappointed but not resigned. Todays disappointed but not resignedwomen and men of all agesshould hunt down his fugitive writings and read them.
Casey Nelson Blake teaches history and American Studies at Columbia University. He is writing a longer essay on Paul Goodman for Raritan.
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If we could gure out why Paul Goodman is now forgotten, we might get a better understanding of whats happened to us all in these last decades.
needs blocked by the big institutions. Or you demand new rules that can make life more livable directlythese modes of action are more practical and effective than appealing to authorities and institutions to bring the change. Rather than spend primary energy to get the university to become a community of scholars, create your ownand by so doing you may affect the institution as well as making a practical difference. To oppose war, refuse to fight it. Goodmans fusion of the utopian and the practical, in a series of essays during the sixties, provided substance for the impulses of resistance and the visions of a decentralization and community that defined the youth counterculture and the early New Left.
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I wish he were here to challenge the Left we now inhabit. We have largely fallen back defensively to support of the welfare state and electoral strategies. Goodman would say that we are blocked by the decline in utopian thought and creative direct action. If we could figure out why Paul Goodman is now forgotten, we might
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to tell people why I live in Rochester. It is not because Rochester affords me economic independence (though the low cost of living helps). There are surely capricious bosses and volatile markets here, too. But there is something else. There are the faces and the names of the people around me, each of which has a story behind it, each of which is a buoy anchored in the social sea, helping to orient me. There are the old buildingsthe grand facades of high culture, the battered storefronts of the inner city, the sentinel-like pump house on the reservoir hill to remind me of history and time. What is different in Rochester is that I own a piece of this place, and this place owns a piece of me. Id like to suggest that this relation is the grounds for a special kind of independence.
a political animal. And he who by nature and not by mere accident is without a state, is either a bad man or above humanity; he is like the Tribeless, lawless, hearthless one, whom Homer denounces. To denounce someone for living without an attachment to a city seems harsh to contemporary readers, but the very forcefulness of this language tells us that the Greeks took their civic communities seriously. Athens was not simply a place where people lived; for the citizen, Athens was life itself. Though the liberty of the ancients may sound alien to us today, it is nonetheless appealing. In fact, its appeal lies in our sense of its absence, our lack of civic self-determination. We too seldom experience commitment to something outside the self (but that serves selfdevelopment), something larger than the individual (but that tangibly involves individuals we know and value). Yet we yearn for it. Witness the presidential campaign of Barack Obama. It brought young Americans off campuses and into the streets. They went on the road to campaign in places like Dayton, Ohio, WilkesBarre, Pennsylvania, and Sarasota, Florida. I was one of them. The day of the New Hampshire primary, I knocked on doors in the towns of Antrim and Hillsborough. Obamas primary defeat was heartbreaking, but the campaigning was not. The way it called upon my strength of mind to make the case at every door, my strength of body to trudge through snowy back roads, and my strength of will to approach isolated houses whose owners, I anticipated, had had enough of political canvassers all this made for a sense of a days labors done well and for a worthy purpose. But presidential campaigns are fleeting things. If they leave us inspired, they leave us wanting more. The positive liberty of the ancients was not a function of the political season; it was a way of life. The small scale of the polisestimates put the population of Periclean Athens at 250,000, of which far fewer than half were eligible citizensfacilitated civic participation. Surely the endemic warfare among Greek city-states and the hard work performed by slaves also played their part in laying the foundations for the positive liberty of the citizen, for these offered him ample questions of great moment to deliberate onnothing less than war (alas) and peaceand the freedom from labor
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necessary to do so. But political participation can also perpetuate itself. A virtuous circle forms that quickens the bond between citizen and city: the dearer the city becomes to the citizen, the greater the citizens zeal for lending a hand in its affairs. Today, its as though this virtuous circle has become a vicious one. People stand in relation to their political community as spectators stand in relation to spectacle. They are observers rather than participants, and they are often disgusted observers. When they do participate, it is often simply to display this disgust. Witness the Sarah Palin rallies, which amount to the venting of spleen. To the extent that the Tea Party calls forth a response from the Left, it is likely to come in the form of shouts. The two sides are more apt to cover each other with spittle than convince each other with smarts. Whats missing is a field for meaningful action, a forum for the public use of reason, a pathway to civic life.
garden, one old factory turned into an art gallery, one letter to the editor at a time. This is the difference between a rootless professional culture and a rooted local one. For those in the former, the city they live in is the site of their job. For those in the latter, it is the site of their civic life. The tradeoffs involved here are very real. The price of living in a place like Rochester might be the curtailment of ones career. There simply arent the opportunities here that there are in the larger cities. It is this reality that has led some to characterize Rochester and other mid-size cities in the older, non-Sunbelt portions of the country as dying places. Ironically, civic life springs from this perception of urban death. In the spring of 2008, I attended a conference in New Orleans. Our group heard from local leaders on the effort to rebuild the community following Hurricane Katrina. Expecting them to be marked by the tragic blow their city had suffered, I was startled by their sense of hope and their enormous energy. They were thankful for the opportunity to renew their city. Katrina was terrible, but it was also an opportunity for new thinking, new projects, and new collaborations. Most strikingly, I could see that these civic leaders were ignited by the very real way in which their city needed them. It was time for all hands to be on deck, for all who loved New Orleans to rally to it, for the citizens to find in the rebuilding of their city something like what William James called the moral equivalent of war. We dont need hurricanes to arouse this sentiment in the people of our cities, nor do we need the wars that plagued the Greeks and ultimately struck down their ancient liberties. What we need is a sense that our efforts are meaningful, and this sense is to be found in our left-behind hometowns and dying cities, in places like Rochester. These places are fields for our civic action, and they are places where our efforts can be vital, direct, and discernible in their results. William James wondered what might happen if there were, instead of military conscription a conscription of the whole youthful population to form for a certain number of years part of the army enlisted against Nature. I think James was on to something. But what Jamess proposal mayand its latter-day descendants the Peace Corps and AmeriCorps domiss is the opportunity to
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mobilize (or foster) the affective bonds that young people have to the places theyre from. Instead, these programs often uproot people from the communities theyre in and place them in new locations. My proposal is for a national youth service program that gives participants the chance to shape the future of their own communities. Dispensing with the martial metaphors, Id call this program (C)itizens (I)n(V)olved (I)n (C)ommunity, to be known by its catchier acronym CIVIC. As Paul Goodman observed fifty years ago in Growing Up Absurd, We have to learn again what city man always used to know, that belonging to the city, to its squares, its market, its neighborhoods, and its high culture, is a public good; it is not a field for investment to yield a long-term modest profit. CIVIC aims to make good this lesson.
proposal differs from the youth work camps that Paul Goodman and others have discussed. CIVIC participants would have regular jury duty. They would be elections inspectors. They would have column space in local newspapers. And they would enjoy voting membership in municipal legislative bodies. In Rochester, for example, the second-year CIVIC class would have one voting seat on the city council. They would attend all meetings of the council and deliberate about the matters before it, choosing a different delegate to cast their collective vote at each meeting. The same arrangement would apply to the county legislature, school boards, and the various town councils. At the conclusion of their time, CIVIC alumni would be able to say that the community had owned a part of them and that they, in return, had owned a piece of it. CIVIC members would perform useful work and would be affected by it. They would be students of and participants in the life of the community, with their classroom the city itself. CIVIC will counterbalance the call of the highly mobile and therefore rootless professional life, which has the full weight of cultural power, social prestige, and material wealth on its side. CIVIC will offer youth a taste of the liberty of the ancients by placing their hands on the rudder of the civic ship. The career aspirations that drain the young from Rochester impoverish the city, but they also impoverish the young. They too often deny them the opportunity to realize an aspect of our human potential distinct from our professional and private selves: our civic self.
Michael J. Brown is a graduate student in the department of history at the University of Rochester, where he studies the place of intellectuals in American political culture. He is the founder of Flower City Philosophy and the coordinator of Rochester Educators for Obama.
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