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                                                 O ne of the p o w er s  of  the writ er is, with languag e, t o  cleave op en p a ths of
                                          thinking  and feeling p reviously over gro wn by silenc e. T his  is the ac hievemen t of
                                          Louis ’s w ork. He fills wha t may have  remained  shame f ul silenc e with languag e. W ith
                                          w ords, he has  armoured the unp ro t ect ed who  live amongst the p oor,  rur al  French: the
                                          homose xual, the  e ffemina t e, the in t ellectual – all those who shrink t oo f ar f rom the
                                          rep ulsive ideal of this br and of  masculinity. Louis ’s lit er ary p roject is  p rimarily a
                                          (suc c essful) p olitical  one.  Henc e  the languag e he  and his  admirer s use t o stir  up  z eal:
                                          revolution, c oup , resistanc e, objective truth. Ye t it does no t  aut oma tically follo w tha t
                                          it is suc c essf ul in  some artistic  senses. O n the  p lac e of the p olitical in art a long
                                          discussion w ould  be needed. Louis himself thinks  all art is political  and tha t dissen t er s
                                          think o therwise because of a bour g eois de tac hmen t f rom  p olitic s and life.  It’s probably
                                          true tha t there is  no such thing as art which is non-p olitical. A nd if  there w ere  suc h a
                                          thing as  a c ulture whose art  had bec ome non-p olitical, p erhap s  c onc erning itself
                                          inst ead p urely with  the en t ertainmen t of its  p ublic,  then w e w ould feel  suc h artists
                                          had degr aded themselves. Ye t it  is also the  case tha t art is no t,  or needn’t be,
                                          primarily  p olitical. T here are  de tails whic h do no t  regist er  on  any party line in all  grea t
                                          novels. T he  move  Louis is mak ing in all his media  c ommen ts about art and p olitics is a
                                          p olitical one itself. It is  (hyp oc ritically) a rip ost e against those he feels have silenc ed
                                          him for so long: in crea ting a sp ac e in  lit er a ture for the p olitic ally op p ressed, he
                                          op presses o ther s righ t back. Poli tics  is ne c essarily division, and it is imp ossible  t o
                                          ever be neutr al, t o ever truly  be free  of  this need  t o  p ut  ano ther  group  do wn and  feel
                                          your o wn t o  be  on t op . T hankfully, art need no t p lay this  game, and those who  have
                                          c ome t o  lit er a ture f rom p lac es of op pression  and silenc e should be the grea t est
                                          p ro t ect or s of  this  f act.  For  Louis, he has the habit  of iden tif ying the socio-political  in
                                          every line of  p rose. It is one which de tr acts from his art bec ause these c onnections
                                          must be sough t out where none e xist  or, w or se, where they are so obvious tha t the
                                          novel  gains  no thing  by including  them.
                                                 Politically,  I am no t  f ar f rom Louis. He is a  liber al, though  a  r adical one;  and I find
                                          many of  his sociolo gic al in t erp re ta tions re asonable , though  he  is also a
                                          de t erminist and  his disagreeable habit of  e xp laining every thing via the
                                           socio-p olitical I find p a tronising. Ho w ever,  I rec o gnise this habit as a s y mp t om of
                                          curiosity and a resistanc e t o obscur an tism:  bo th things I  am f undamen tally
                                          c ommitt ed  t o. Politic s, I am  sure Louis w ould agree, is a s y st em of  languag e and
                                          though t denied t o the p o w erless p recisely  because  it  is an instrumen t for  gaining
                                          p o w er. C uriosity, which does ba ttle with ignor anc e, lies, e xhaustion or  ap a thy,  is thus
                                          insep ar able from p olitical strug gle and  the asp ir a tion  for egalitarianism  and
                                           ac c ep tanc e. Ye t for all this agreeableness I c anno t say I rec o gnise an aesthe tic merit
                                          in  Ed dy  which rivals my p olitic al s y mp a thy for its author. A nd the  question of
                                          enjoymen t, some thing else w e  migh t hop e for in the books w e  admire, doesn’t c ome
                                          in t o it. T here isn’t a p ag e writt en tha t c ould, in the absenc e of masoc hism, be enjoyed.
                                          Reader s do w ell t o  resist the mistaken belie f tha t  art which is p olitically p o w erf ul
                                          canno t be  enjoy able or aesthe tic ally p leasing.







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