JEAN-PAUL SARTRE

 

During my youth Sartre was, for a while, my favourite author, particularly with regard to Nausea, his first and, in my opinion, best novel, which I must have read at least eight times by the age of 22, identifying, in some degree, with its antihero, Roquentin.  Of all French authors, probably Sartre came closest to being a guru and hero of French youth.  Unattractive in appearance, he was yet attractive in prose, both fluent and profound, though not always true.

     As, for instance, in Anti-Semite and Jew, his little book against anti-Semitism, wherein I read of the Jews as Israelites!  Israelites?  But there was, at the time, no Israel in existence and hadn't been so for some two millennia!  How therefore could Jews be identified with a non-existent nationality?  In such fashion, starting from a bogus premise, Sartre completely fails to grasp the cold logic of an anti-tribal, closed-society perspective, and consequently came out against anti-Semitism.

     Well, I'm not here encouraging people to be anti-Semitic - far from it!  An open society does not permit of a supertheocratic opposition to tribalists ... except on the basis of a lunatic fringe, a basis that can entail serious penalties if taken too far!  No, but in relation to Nazism, which was the relationship Sartre was mostly writing about at the time, anti-Semitism was a logical ideological procedure, even if cooked-up for the benefit of the masses in some crasser, more tangible guise that makes no reference to Jews as tribalists (though the expression 'submen', also applicable to Gypsies, autocrats, priests, and communists, whether Russian or Polish, carries approximately the same weight).

     Well, Sartre was certainly wrong in his own logical position, which is, after all, only to be expected from a French bourgeois writer, since the French, along with the British and to a lesser extent the Americans, usually prove themselves ethnically and ideologically incapable of coming to intellectual grips with extreme ideological positions, particularly when, as in the case of National Socialism, such positions are of a supertheocratic bias, albeit one that was seriously flawed and therefore of no real credit to religion.

     Yes, I read Sartre but, like all the other authors I shall be writing about, I eventually grew out of and beyond him.  After all, the bourgeois is a dying breed.