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Joie de vivre

Sleepless nights

In his review in the Times on “The Politics of Happiness” by Derek Bok Alan Wolfe asks an old but still valid question: ‘One final policy recommendation Bok makes struck me as particularly inappropriate. I am not sure any behavioral economist has studied the issue, but my guess is that reading “Othello” or “Crime and Punishment” does not make one happy. Bok wonders whether our colleges and universities ought to do more than just assign such materials, no matter how great their literary merit. We need to teach students to appreciate more fully what makes them happy. So let’s teach them . . . happiness research. “A number of colleges are doing just that,” he notes, without any apparent dismay. “Indeed, if interest in Great Books courses has declined, the opposite is true of offerings by behavioral scientists on happiness.” I’d rather have sleepless nights.’

Why read literature when it doesn’t make you happy?

Some would argue that even a suicide bomber blows himself up because it makes him happy. Even the quest for unhappiness is a quest for happiness in disguise.

But that answer may be too easy.

It must be for a reason that the classics teach us more about unhappiness and suffering than about joie de vivre.


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Arnon
You're missing the distinction between "happy" and "less unhappy".
Maybe in essence people feel better about themselves when reading/seeing the (ill) fate characters experience as a result of their flaws. It means -in light of their own flaws - they aren't doing so bad after all. And if they are doing bad, well then hey: they're only human, which is what the story proves for them.
For me, reading literature , the happiness is installed by the quality of the text. A well written piece makes me happy. If it's put in an eloquent way, I can take about anything, even the harshest adversities.
My father is a linguist. You can imagine he read quite some books that didn't directly make him happy. Nowadays he only reads newspapers. He tells me: "Son, you shouldn't read all those books. They will only make you unhappy. Your goal in life should be happiness." I answer him every time: "But dad, you have never been unhappier since you lost your appetite for literature." He grumbles and turns on the TV. He has become a very depressed and tense man.
Why produce literature that doesn’t make anyone happy? The urge that lies behind reading works that make you miserable doesn’t have anything to do with happiness, I think, although a case could be made for the happiness one feels when one can purely contemplate (thus in a way master) misery and not actually experience it?
It is maybe a misunderstanding that everything is done for "happiness". Everything is done to fulfil a partial urge, a partial satisfaction, an urge that always conflicts with the other urges… Popular opinion has it that intelligent people are the most miserable, yet I think few of them would trade their intelligence for more happiness.
Why watch a horror movie? Why bungee jump? Listen to sad music? In these cases it is perhaps an induction of our comfort and defence mechanisms (eg tears, adrenalin) that we seek by exposing ourselves to certain "safe" stimuli, avoiding the actual risks that normally would accompany the stimuli that bring forth these mechanisms (and thus being able to enjoy them).
In the case of literature, it might be more complicated than that.
Dries
There is always comfort in knowing someone is less happy than you are.
Mieke
The quality of the text (as long as easily digestible and appreciatable) helps for me, but my happiest feelings are associated with finishing a book (ticking it off as done) and contemplating which book in my cupboard collection of unread books to pick next. Am happy that I don't have to read Ulysses anymore. And might finish Figuranten tonight (since it is an Olympic speed-skating-less day).
Uninteresting people
Being unhappy and pursuing unhappiness is a state of mind and a way of living. Some people just cannot be happy, so why not let them dwell in their misery? For me, reading tedious litterature doesn't make me feel unhappy, it makes me feel angry, because I am wondering why the author thought it should be necessary to bother readers with stupidly long descriptions of bladiebladiebla. Ans I don't believe people who pretend they find that kind of litterature interesting. I think they find themselves totally uninteresting and try to give some meaning to their lives by identifying themselves with so called world litterature.
Carlos
Are you suggesting that literature is an extension of group therapy?
Happy Birthday, Mr. Arnon. May your mother be kind today.
A lot of friends of mine, nowadays, say "I don't read for stories, or pleasure. I'm only interested in the style". I think that's foolish, but remain silent.
This discussion reminds of this blog I've read some time ago =- http://thepeculiarreader.wordpress.com/2010/01/28/why-you-should-read-depressing-things/
@Z!
Thanks!
Most of the time I do not realize if I feel happy or unhappy. Reading literature is a way to contemplate about my own life. Unhappiness is part of my life. Unhappiness is mine. Step back, you happy brave new world human resource managers.
I've experienced the feeling of "my future life is going to be awesome" (and thus happy) while reading only once. This was with Hermann Hesse's Narcissus and Goldmund.
Interesting blog post that has got me thinking. I find happiness to be a rather superficial pursuit, and I don't think the way the world is set up--the nature of things--is conducive to finding it. I find much more depth and substance in what might be termed a melancholy point of view and in books, movies, art that probe the fractured nature of reality.
Bernard f
Let me tell you a secret: this morning when I went into my bedroom -
the window was open, the roll-down shutter was down for three quarters, my bed was not made yet - I suddenly felt happiness.
I went out again but I hope that the feeling is still there when I go to sleep tonight.
@Vera
It is no secret, I know happiness too. Happiness is also part of my life. I am only against enforced happiness. Thanks nevertheless.
Carlos
True what you say, it might seem banal, but how much happiness consists in knowing yourself to have more power or suffer less than another; and how much unhappiness could be avoided if we don't compare our lot to those we consider to be better off.