If the “move rightward is…a sign of the hard wisdom that comes with age and experience—or, perhaps, the callousness and curdled dreams that accompany stability and success,” as George Packer wrote in The New Yorker ( 2016), what of the move leftward in the full flush of youth?
The story of utopianism that turns believers into apostates is a well-worn one, but what of the other way round? What of the structurally endowed (the inheritors of the apostate’s mantle) who turn to believing and hopefully give credence to the Churchillian adage – variously attributed to Clemenceau and Lloyd George that “any man who is not a socialist at age twenty has no heart. Any man who is still a socialist at age forty has no head.”
I travelled that route myself – sans the comfort of a trust fund – and understand the appeal of romanticism and revolt, of the embrace of the downtrodden, the mantra of Marx and the appeal of the barefoot championing the meek who might inherit the world.
Born of parents who struggled for freedom in South Africa at a time when a hand of friendship and support came, not from the West, but from the other side of the Cold War, it was a natural rite of passage – until my reading at the behest of remarkable teachers at school and university, subsequent examination of the core drivers of my values and principles and the experience of work led me to a re-evaluation of the desired end state.
While I encountered many along the road who were willing to buy into the view that the ends justified the means, I sought to review both. I was always guided by a familial adherence to the tenets of Gandhian non-violence. There was thus a re-calibration and an underlying commitment to a nobler course of struggle that set my views and endorsements apart from Stalin and Mao who preceded me and Pol Pot who was contemporaneous.
I share these experiences and thoughts against the backdrop of young Jack Markowitz’s highly public defence of the opportunistic bully boy tactics of the EFF – a curiously dangerous band of rabble rousers clothed in red overalls who owe much to the strategies and tactics of Hitler’s Brown Shirts.