I have no intention of reading Tony Blair's memoirs, let alone buying them. Bad writing has the same effect on my humour as people who get to the top of escalators and then just stop. I'd prefer to just avoid it. However, I'm grateful to the various bold journalists who have been gleaning this over-sized beast for its choicest, fattiest, most toxic, and most unbelievable cuts. Strangely it was a quotation from one of the, ahem, sex scenes in today's Guardian, that got me thinking - what exactly is Tony Blair's problem?
Lets put this another way: what is it that Tony Blair lacks? What might we have hoped for from his book, but nevertheless known not to find? There are three possible overlapping answers which are worth interrogating.
Guilt: Guilt is a moral, legal and religious category. One feels guilty when one transgresses morally, is found guilty when one transgresses legally, and may confess guilt when one transgresses Christian norms (or is simply born guilty in certain more ascetic traditions).
One suspects that Blair is open to all possibilities, with the likely exception of the second (though not due to cowardice, perhaps, as much as due to total lack of interest in law as a worthy political device). Many will have pored over his memoirs for signs that he feels or has confessed guilt, but will come away disappointed. He is not afraid of confessing his responsibility for the loss of human lives, but that is not quite the same as confessing guilt. If anything, the excerpts dedicated to the loss of British soldiers show him strangely comfortable in this position of responsibility - not comfortable with the deaths themselves, but comfortable with the anguish that they cause him. Like any good existentialist, Blair wants to take on the burden of responsibility, even when - maybe especially when - this involves pain and trauma for himself.
As a Catholic and a moralist, Blair surely recognises the category of guilt, at least as a possibility. He is at least in touch with it as a way of being. He just manages to avoid it in favour of some more Schmittian concept of leadership, responsibility and authenticity. So while he lacks guilt with respect to the Iraq War specifically (in his own eyes), lets say that he likely accepts it in other parts of his life. His expression of regret regarding the fox-hunting ban might confirm this.
Shame: This is a psychoanalytic category. Shame is not a consequence of moral, legal or religious transgression, but from a subjective perception that some behaviour is transgressive, regardless of whether or not it is. So puberty might be a shameful experience, even while society views it as 'normal'. From a Freudian point of view, shame would be less interesting for what generated it in the past (even if it did happen to involve some act of obvious transgression), than for how it constrains and harms the individual in the present.
I await a psychological deconstruction of Blair's memoirs with interest. No doubt there is something of interest lurking there. Does Blair suffer from some sense of shame? Does he feel he erred as a child, or was constrained as a child, in such a way that he now has something to prove? Did someone belittle him? Who knows. But if the Iraq War has inculcated a sense of shame in him as an adult, it is presumably in the nature of shame that he will work hard to hide it, until it becomes easier to offload it in some way.
As a human being, he will at least have the capacity for shame. As a somewhat war-loving Prime Minister, it's possible that he even possesses a more recently-formed sense of shame, which redoubles as an effort to keep anyone from knowing that. Again, Blair must at the very least be in touch with shame as a possibility and have experienced it at various points of his life.
Embarrassment: Embarrassment is a less clear-cut category. It is, if anything, a mere failure of etiquette. It derives from discovering that one has got things slightly wrong, has got the wrong end of the stick, or has been found out to comic effect. It is not something that requires a trial in order to demonstrate, nor therapy to erradicate. It's far softer and more common than either guilt or shame, and a more fleeting experience than either. And my thesis is that it is embarrassment that Blair has no sense, knowledge or experience of whatsoever: he is clinically unembarrassable.
Back to that, ahem, sex scene, published here. It reads: "On that night I needed that love Cherie gave me, selfishly. I devoured
it to give me strength. I was an animal following my instinct."
- Pause -
Now think of the man prepared to swagger around Camp David in tight jeans and a bomber jacket. Then think of the easy way he wandered in front of TV cameras with a mug of coffee. Then think of how he sat casually on the Match of the Day sofas dropping his aitches while talking about his respect for Steed Malbranque. And now think of the ex-Prime Minister, hunched over his manuscript somewhere in a private jet or Knightsbridge mansion, thinking that the British public might enjoy those three sentences regarding Cherie Blair and his own animal instinct.
It all adds up. Every strength and every weakness, every talent and every myopia, ever coup de grace and every cringe-worthy grin - all of these are attributable to one single pathology. Former Prime Minister Tony Blair cannot experience embarrassment.
There are those who want to diagnose a deeper deficiency than this - narcissism and worse have been levelled at him. But all of these depictions of the sociopath, the egomaniac and the pathological liar conveniently overlook the fact that Blair is and was, in all manner of respects, a truly regular guy and (as far as its possible for me to say) an open book. He didn't need or want to act, hide or conceal. If anything, his flaw was that he refused to do these things - he could have acted out the role of a European peacemaker, hidden his deep admiration for George Bush and concealed that god awful sex scene from his readers. He could have been less of an open book, and the world might even have benefited. Richard Sennett's The Fall of Public Man argues that a persona - literally a mask - is a crucial precondition of a public culture, in contrast to one dominated by intimacy.
One question that this analysis poses is whether being unembarrassable also contributed to the rashness of key political and military decisions and the willingness to trust instinct. While embarrassment is a lighter and more ephemeral experience than either guilt or shame, maybe it also acts as a crucial early warning system that errors, indiscretions and worse are just around the corner. Maybe the breezy sharing of criminally-scripted sexual anecdotes is on the same spectrum as the failure to think twice before committing unconditionally to any post-911 idiocy the neo-conservatives could dream up. In short, Blair would have benefited from some inhibitions.
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