The nice thing about having lived in Russia is that everyone assumes you must have been a spy. Acquaintances drop knowing hints about MI6. One relative even claims she heard me sleep-talking one night, mumbling in Russian, before shouting out: ‘Not this time, Karla!’ The truth, sadly, is that neither MI6, nor the Foreign Office, nor the KGB showed any interest in me whatsoever. The only contact I had with the British government in four years in Moscow was when a louche young diplomat from the British embassy licked my face in a club one night, permanently denting my opinion of the FCO.
In general, my impression of Anglo-Russian spying was that it had fallen to a pretty low and amateur standard – fake rocks, assassins leaving a trail of radiation, sleeper agents who seem to be just as attention-seeking as any goon from X-Factor.
You could trace a genealogy of the spy, from the Stoic of the Roman Empire, rigidly controlling his personality in the service of the Logos, to the saint of the Christian era, controlling his personality in the service of Christ, to the spy of the modern era, controlling his personality in the service of the nation-state. The spy still retains some vestiges of these earlier roles in the popular imagination, where he or she can appear as Stoic or saintly knights – think of ‘The Saint’, Simon Templar.
George Smiley, Le Carré‘s greatest creation, is in some ways a saintly or Stoic figure. There’s something monastic about him – his self-effacement, his economy, the ‘iron quietness of his demeanour’. We hear that working for him “is like working for a bloody clergyman”(he was partly based on a chaplain Le Carré met at boarding school). When Smiley is preparing to bring down Karla, the head of the KGB foreign directorate, we read that he undergoes “a going in, a quietness, an economy of word and glance”, like a monk on spiritual retreat. Likewise we hear Karla has a “stoic face”, while Leamas, the hero of The Spy Who Came In From The Cold, has a “frightful stillness about him…not of resignation, but self-control”.
These knights of the secret services strive to achieve “a higher order of human conduct”, so that the childlike masses can carry on their lives of self-indulgence and irresponsibility (this is the view of the secret services in The Sword and the Shield, one of Vladimir Putin’s favourite Soviet thrillers). They are the secret defenders of their nation, in “a world grown old and cold and weary”. Smiley moves wearily through a corrupt world of strip-clubs and psychic bookstores, like the last knight from a lost order of chivalry: Alec Guinness did, of course, play both Smiley and Obi Wan Kenobi, and there are some parallels between the two figures.
Just as the Stoic must free himself from all emotional attachments to external things, because attachments mean that others can exploit and enslave you, so the spy must rigorously police his own emotions and attachments, so that no one can control or blackmail him. The Cold War spy had to be cold. They must control their emotions, their appetites, their desires, must withdraw themselves from external attachments, like a turtle pulling its limbs inside its shell. And when they fail to do this, when they fall in love for example, it destroys them. Smiley is defeated by his love for his wife, Karla by his love for his daughter.
This is why James Bond would have been such a terrible spy: his animal appetites, his drinking, gambling and womanizing, would have made him an easy target for blackmail. He is an egotist, drawing attention to himself, while Smiley, more authentically, is a master of self-effacement. Bond is a 19th century Byronic figure, a nostalgic throw-back, quite out of place in the emotional climate of the Cold War.
And yet, here is the strange thing about the spy: they ruthlessly negate their own soft humanity, while just as ruthlessly detecting and exploiting any hints of humanity in others. They are experts at resisting control, and masters at exerting it. They are trained “to find the humanity in people…[and then] to turn it like a weapon in their hands, and use it to hurt and kill”. So while there is something Stoic in their resistance to attachments, they are extremely un-Stoic in their attempts to exploit others and make them betray their own values.
And in whose service is the spy subjecting himself to this rigid asceticism? The Stoic serves the Logos, the saint serves Christ, but the spy serves the nation-state, which really means the short-term commercial and political interests of a handful of petty politicians and CEOs (Le Carré is a master at describing this pettiness in Smiley’s political masters). What you often see in Le Carre’s books is the clash between ideals and interests, the clash between a moral and a realist vision of global politics. And interests usually trump ideals. As Leamas puts it, in a fine rant in The Spy Who Came In From The Cold: “What do you think spies are: priests, saints, martyrs? They’re a squalid procession of vain fools, traitors too, yes; pansies, sadists and drunkards, people who play cowboys and Indians to brighten their rotten lives.”
In other news:
Here’s two examples of people who left politics to serve their country in other ways. Both of them speech-writers for prime ministers: Peter Hyman was Tony Blair’s speech-writer, before he left to become a teacher. He’s setting up a free school, which sounds like it will be an excellent institution. And Danny Kruger was David Cameron’s chief speech-writer, before he left to set up a charity for former prison inmates. Here he is writing on why his old boss was wrong to U-turn on prison reform.
An interesting week coming up at the RSA. Martin Seligman is giving a talk on Wednesday, while on Tuesday, philosopher and neuroscientist Raymond Tallis is giving a talk on ‘neuro-mania’. Tallis thinks the great illusion of our time is the belief that neuroscience can explain everything about humanity, leading to all kinds of nonsense given legitimacy by the prefix ‘neuro’ – neuro-ethics, neuro-aesthetics, neuro-politics. It should be an interesting event, given that Tallis has accused the RSA itself of this sort of neuro-mania.
By the way, Kirsty Young, the presenter of Desert Island Discs, said her favourite ever guest was Tallis. Have a listen to his appearance on the show here.
Here’s a good Slate article on Robert Nozick and his brand of libertarianism. Nozick was Martin Seligman’s philosophy tutor at Harvard, by the by.
Finally, a couple of good philosophy blogs to check out: Christine Dietz is a singer and philosophy student in California, who writes this great philosophy blog, which is sort of philosophy in high heels, while for the fellas, here’s a blog called PhilosophyBro, which is, well, philosophy for bros. Good blogs, both of them.