Wisdom, sleeping..
A conversation about worldly wisdom
 
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The beast is evil in man.
It slumbers in all of us, hopefully jailed under layers of civilisation. 

The beast waits down there in the dark  regions of human nature, beneath good and evil.

Sometimes you feel a hint of its breath in a contagious bad disposition, those days when people cannot see each other.

Good people loathe the beast and would not let it loose; bad ones long secretly to do to others what they hate to be done unto them but, in normal times, hide this drive for fear of punishment.

The surge of subhuman barbarism through the veneer of civilisation is beyond any real need or urgent cause; it is harm for harm's sake. This is not the mere hostile disposition or the drive we all have, to lash out, to defend or to take revenge in response to something or someone abusing us; it is the unprovoked intention to do what one knows to be evil.

To persecute, to generate fear, the pleasure to hit, to hurt, to torture, the need and enjoyment to bend, to make people do things, to turn them into things, to rape, to kill or at least to bully, to terrorise, to humiliate, to force, to cripple, to dispossess, to plunder, have no religion, race or ideology; this torment of humanity is a fact, biology, omnipresent, normal; normal for the beast, beastly for Man. I believe that no one can be held guilty for being born an animal, with a beast inside, but we are responsible for what we do with it.

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Any serious crisis, a crash, penury or danger is an occasion for civilisation to lapse, a pretext for the wicked to hit and for good people to become a horde. Mostly, it is a shameful irrational incident, or an individual crime; but sometimes, when some doctrine gives a reason and a flag of purpose to ruthless leaders, evil turns banal [1] and becomes everyday life. 

Alas, the beast does not need catastrophe to awaken; human mind and pen and action can be more devastating than the pestilence, the flood, the fire and the quake. 

I asked myself what is bringing out the beast in people - evil ideas or wicked leaders? On reflection, probably both; definitely, wrong ideas mislead and bad people use them. 

But I also find that bad people do not need bad ideas; they have ways to corrupt and alter any idea, particularly the great ones, to serve their inclinations.

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From time to time, reckless thinkers, geniuses without wisdom feed the beast; following them, enthusiastic doctrine makers would distort Truth, Justice, Equality, Freedom, Economy, Democracy, Spirit, God, Nature, Beauty, anything meant to elevate humanity to a better life, into ready-to-use justifications for oppression. 

With bad faith or short-sighted intelligence you can work the opposite from anything. Strangely, the most sacred ideas of humanity seem easiest  to deprave into radical exaggeration or perverse consequences, maybe because they are so pure, so naive, so abstract, so otherworldly... so inhuman. 

The visionaries who create our ideals do not seem to know how to make them foolproof; the future giants will have to learn the practical art of protecting their vision from the shapeless pygmies walking in the mist [2] and the scoundrels ready to corrupt them. Maybe the great ideas need to be created with strict usage instructions, an expiry date and a self renewal mechanism that would keep them wise.

What intrigues me is how to know when an idea is still a good one and when it tips into a pretext for evil to take over. 

I do not know; at this time I think that the perversion comes in the application. False prophets make angels fall; they manage to twist the ideals meant to serve man into perverse simplifications and universal remedies finally serving something else, divine or political; those abstracted ideas are taken over by unscrupulous leaders who put them in quick and dirty practice. They interpret and apply anything with such methods and means that will, without fail, rouse envy, hate, unfreedom, violence and misery in some new version. They pave the road to heaven in such ways that it ends up in hell. As the leaders are charismatic the masses are charmed and the contagious movement lures them into dark times. 

But before doing all the harm, the beast comes insidiously, disguised. There is always a new generation of suckers to fall for it. It starts beautiful, young, full of passion. The seducers seem beyond suspicion, some of them may be even unaware of what they do; the solutions are twisted but they address real problems of humanity. This makes them important. The thinkers and dreamers who conceive them have clean hands and seemingly pure intentions. This makes them credible. The new leaders know how to play on deep desires and fears. This makes them convincing. The monster comes from honourable parents and often starts as a lively, charming baby full of noble promise, born against obvious injustice and ills; who could speak against it? 

It is human to be conquered by a new self-fulfilling idea whose time seems to have come [3]. We need hope. The best of us honest people respect the noble vision, the ambitious grab the new tool to conquer power, pure-hearted idealists rush to embrace the dream with love and expectation, the discontent rally the new flag, selfless heroes stake and sacrifice their life to let it win. Good people who do not seem to learn from history come to trust and join the movement to build the finally fair, good, beautiful, happy world, the panacea prophets always claim to build; you may be one of the fans. My parents believed in such a beautiful one-stop dream in their youth.

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Then, comes the beast. Adult, showing its real face, always the same. Time to pay for blindness.

You can see that the beast is at work again in the dark sway which on pretext of whatever at hand will make your life hell; it will start with growing abuse, nagging, irritating bureaucracy and control, or, why not, disorder and insecurity, getting people in the street more and more irritated. It will flood you with interdictions, taxes, hypocrisy, public lies – a climate of discord and a desire for something drastic to end all this.

Soon the beast will get organised: it will censor what you do, then the words you say, what you have, what you think and finally what you are. 

It all started with distant shouts, then other people were hurt, not you; now it ends up with hands on your body. 

The victorious beast will brand persons with degrading labels, reject and exclude them, turn them into numbers of less human others and time given it will enslave or kill, thousands or millions, for a word, a belief, for a colour or for their birth, for what they do or do not do, for what they are or they are not.

With enough time to grow and to settle, the beast will give you a new world order, a kingdom of Khattam-Shud, a necessary way of life, yet another grey empire of wretched cogs where everything that is not forbidden is mandatory.

Whenever it sets firm foot in a land, the beast sweeps a generation or two into the garbage-can of History; the good and the bad, end up all the same, in ruin. All this, for nothing...

Luckily, the beast dies out by itself, historically speaking; it collapses when it consumed just too many lives and most of the material and moral resources of the nations infected, like fires left without wood to burn.

Another age of the Beast and its almost inevitable war will be a sinister time to survive... if you do. In the best case this means for you decades of life if not your generation and even your children wasted, lies, betrayal, cowardice, guilt and wickedness, amidst fear, misery and indignity - you will be ashamed for having been there and suspect for having survived... if you fell by luck on the favourable side of the gun.

There were several ages of the beast in our short past and there will be new ones, this is a promise! From time to time the beast finds opportunity to surface and rule. The progress of humanity gives birth to such times, once in a while and again. If you think the time of beast is over, think again! Open your eyes!

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It is of course easy to name the beast of the past, the examples are notorious and generally agreed; yes, the past wars were aimless bloodshed; to sacrifice people is abomination, barbarian invasions are savage, slavery is wrong, inquisition is evil, crusades are fanaticism, witch-hunts are a shame for civilisation, burning people is atrocity, fascism is murderous, communism criminal. Exterminating nations is a crime against humanity. Tamerlane, Stalin, Hitler, Pol-pot, a chaplet of similar monstrous nobodies that history may want to forget, are easy to judge in retrospect; but once, normal people were seduced by their vision and did not see the writing on the wall. The victims did not move out of the way of the crushing. We keep wondering why so many people were so thoughtless. They were all convinced that it, the rule of the beast, cannot happen here...

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The real challenge is to discern and name the beast not of the past but of the future. 

There isn't much you can do when you meet evil already spread; at best you disguise yourself and try to live on, like a bug playing dead. Or maybe you chose to be a martyr.

If you discern the beast early enough, you may still act, with prudence, against its growth. Opposing evil is an art of war. You have a chance to use against it all the means of hostile criticism. Maybe you can cause the beast to expose its fangs prematurely, soon enough for a majority to be repulsed; maybe you can vote against it; or you can support - with moderate illusions - the forces working against it; at least you will not feed the beast, nor serve it or sacrifice your youth for its lie. If nothing works and you see the signs of the beast coming to power, you could move far away and let the wheels of history turn without you.

How then to cast the horoscope of the beast when still a baby and to make the good people see the monster that will be, in a young, healthy "new idea"? 

Let me try to offer a provisional checklist of signs that reveal future evil. I will not give examples; I observed that a collection of examples is a stopper for the critical thinking – passion flares up, positions are taken and thinking stops drowned in dispute. I only invite you to consider the signs, to improve them, to complete them and later to keep them in mind when you look at this or that solution offered or movement opening its arms to you.

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The signs of the beast:

• The one way ahead. The first sign of the beast is when, again, someone sees the light and finds the one true cause of all evil and also the one solution to save humanity from it. The beast is reality made simple; the last peril is the ultimate danger, doom is imminent, not joining the one final solution brings the end of the world. 

When you hear this - yet another end of the world prophecy by a new saviour with a mission to save the world, armed with a silver bullet - have no doubt, darkness is following the march.

Aversion towards humanity is the  second ingredient sign of what will be done to people - the belief that humankind is bad for some reason and society decadent or declining: man deserves despise, is born in sin, stupid, weak and selfish, destructive, a nuisance, cause of all ills, guilty of something, whatever that something may occasionally be; 

Accordingly, the individual and the crowd cannot be trusted to be free, it must be disciplined, surveiled, controlled and punished; man must be forced to behave.

Ideas will create reality; the higher cause, is more important than individual life and freedom, the whole superior to its parts; future has precedence on present and the common good is “in the name of the people” above mere happiness of one or other. Ideas do not serve people, people serve ideas.

People not being important, ends excuse means. In this light, collateral damage is normal, sacrifice and martyrs are justified to prove the worth of the cause; people are expendable means not ends. For the later good you must live worse now. What counts is history, not biography. The world is seen from the abstract point of view of the Cause not from the point of view of persons.  Local compassion, happiness now, is luxury. As the individual can only have power in the collective, individualism is bad; all people must be laminated equal. 

It's us and them; belonging is defined by rejection. The beast needs somebody to reject, an enemy, an outsider, a sinister conspiracy theory to unite the rejecting flock.

Scapegoats are required, or enemies, at least some excluded people. Whoever is not with us is against us! A witch-hunt will do. Different is guilty, ignorant, inferior. Observe yourself whenever you allow such enthusiastic competitive segregation; it starts with a small step but goes very far.

Allergy to any other point of view. The followers of vision do not examine, or learn, they believe and propagate. 

The beast, even young, cannot suffer contradiction. It has no doubt. Truth is one, it's our truth of course, with one voice and no dissidence suffered. No need to explain and convince by arguments, it is sufficient to affirm the force of the “obvious” the force of “reality”. You can recognise the formula: "Do you believe in...?"  Believe, not think. Anything diverging from the right message is bad, mistaken, false, stupid and mad. Dialogue with the people under the spell of the beast is a dialogue of the deaf. The believers react to opposing views with irritation, anger, violence. They have no tolerance for dissenters, who are punished for causing the irritation. If you try to advance that diversity is good, that we discuss to learn and we do not need to always agree you will look as a Martian.

Appeal to the low emotions. The rousers of the beast wave grand ideals but it happens that they express the lowest fears and desires of a crowd and appeal to them.

Whatever their name and preferred subject, the three parties, the party of envy, the party of hate and the party of greed (impartial in the middle), all excite some form of the old war of all against all [4] from before the axial times when the sages came with the simple wise idea that you shall not do to another what you hate to be done unto you. They play on fear, envy, greed, distrust and hate. They kindle intolerance, indifference, rejection and fanaticism. All this, to build a happy future, of course.

The no-plan plan. What is promised is a way, not a construction. The plan is to undo the present. And to seize power.

In the balance between what is wrong today and what must be done, the criticism of the present is rich and justified but the concrete projects for the future are misty, missing or half-baked, there is no time for that, change is too urgent; any description of what total victory of the new vision means concretely is absent; that makes critique of the new idea quite difficult. If you ponder, the destination is otherworldly nowhere land.

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I hope this imperfect, certainly incomplete list is useful. You may want to try it out and decide for yourself, your own signs to detect the rousers of the beast. Look at the crusaders of the day and compare with the signs. When you find signs I missed let me know, if I am still around. There is no need to believe me; the real weapon against the rousers of the beast is developing your own critical spirit.

Size-up the ravishing baby. When you want to judge an idea or a movement do not be deluded by how fresh, how justified or noble or inspired it looks now when it is just born and cherished by loving parents. Do not be deluded by your indignation against present badness and injustice. Test the infant by imagining carefully its mature total victory; amplify the idea as far as you can, imagine how it will look and what its consequences will be. 

Behold the rousers of the Beast!

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[1] The term banal is by Hannah Arendt, in a book to read:  Arendt, Hannah, Eichmann in Jerusalem, A report on the banality of evil, Viking Press, New York, 1964)

[2] Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet: Much in you is still man, and much in you is not yet man,/ But a shapeless pigmy that walks asleep in the mist searching for its own awakening....

[3]Victor Hugo (1802-1885) : “On résiste a l’invasion des armées; on ne résiste pas a l’invasion des idées.” Victor Hugo, Histoire d’un Crime, Œuvres Complètes, Hetzel & cie,  Paris, p.240  The famous oft-cited English paraphrase versions “Nothing is more powerful than an idea whose time has come.” (Also cited as “There is nothing more powerful than an idea whose time has come.”) commonly  attributed to Hugo were never spoken or written by him. The literal English is: “One can resist the invasion of armies; one cannot resist the invasion of ideas.” cf Quote/counterquote site (with my thanks) http://www.quotecounterquote.com/search?q=Hugo 

[4] Hobbes Thomas -Leviathan or the Matter, Forme, & Power of a Common-wealth Ecclesiasticall and Civill, Andrew Crooke, London, 1651 chapter XXIII


 
 
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You may want to agree with the common place that the knowledge of History is a priceless treasury of sleeping wisdom, waiting to be resurrected and understood - to improve our life - instead of slowly turning to dust, forgotten in tomes nobody reads or in confidential erudition nobody listens to.

Hegel, the philosopher of grand synthesis looks at history and concludes dryly: We learn from History that people learn nothing from History [1]. Then Santayana the unquiet humanist warns wisely that those who cannot remember the past are destined to relive it. [2] To this outrageous and joyfully ignored truth, an anonymous saying appends: Wise people learn from other people’s errors; intelligent people learn from their own; fools never learn.

Are we all such hopeless fools? Is humanity so stupid? Can’t we learn from the experience of the past generations? Why?*

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We do not learn from History because we are not educated from History; our schooling is abstract, bygone and irrelevant, full of artificial century yardsticks and pompous dates of battles and opportunistic monumental events with no connection with our life, understanding and concerns. The human face is missing.

Were we to draw wisdom from the past, we would be all more seasoned than Methuselah. Therefore I am puzzled by the apparent neglect in the history books of that concrete human experience which constitutes practical wisdom.

Besides the events on record, where is the way people lived the events? What did people do to cope with them? The facts of life learned, the ways of the world, the narrations of why and how errors and successes came to be, do not get to us. The savoir-faire of the key situations and deeds - all those precious and meaningful patterns that made lives and cost lives in other times do not seem worth to recall.

Wisdom extracted from the past is not considered a part of the historical record. How individuals carved their path into their times seems of no concern for the writers of history. We did not learn what I would call life histories in our school years. Should we count on the television series and the big-budget films to become wiser? Is this an entertaining-task to be relegated to popular literature?

We could draw hints of former experience meaningful for our life now, from dramatic, concrete accounts, faithful to the spirit of what actually happened but presented in compelling forms. To understand and to follow we need to see and to hear and feel. Is being vivid incompatible with history? Must history be a grave?

The words of Herodotus, who invented history some two thousands five hundred years ago, lost their echo:
“WHAT Herodotus the Halicarnassian has learnt by inquiry is here set forth : in order that so the memory of the past may not be blotted out from among men by time,  and that great and marvellous deeds done by Greeks and foreigners and especially the reason why they warred against each other may not lack renown.”[3]

The Father of history did not seem to ambition creating a new domain of academic excellence.

Because of Herodotus’ flirting with myth, marvel and imprecision, righteous Plutarch will cry out that the king is naked and the data false: “Herodotus is a father of lies!”[4] So, for millennia, everybody will nod approvingly, forgetting that unscientific Herodotus introduced the very word History, and its aim, the occupation of writing down the memories of the past for future generations to learn.

This purpose was simple and revolutionary: to make us different from all the other animals by giving us a past to own; to let us learn – unlike animals – from the generations no more present, from former people’s mistakes. The task of the histories was clearly to avoid oblivion and to recount memories in such a way as to educate the living.

There are of course some wonderful pragmatic books drawing conclusions from the past for the living person of today but I just don’t know about them except say, some big tomes reserved to the knowing amateurs: Gibbon’s History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, Durant’s Story of Civilisation, Toynbee’s Study of History or Spengler’s Decline of the West. In fact, I learned more about past wisdom from Thomas Mann’s Joseph and his Brothers than from the history books. I can hardly imagine those tomes as an accessible public source of present-day wisdom for the common people or even for their elected governments.

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Maybe the historians, tired of repetition, do not believe anymore that their role is to help the new generations avoid the notorious disastrous mistakes done and paid many times before, nor to profit from the understanding of the past; maybe they believe that it is more important to contemplate the little pure truth left with a dispassionate eye.

Maybe the historians do not believe that it is their vocation to touch and change the future, to talk to individual people, to spare individuals and nations struggling again from zero with things faced many times before by their ancestors. Are they satisfied to inquire and to explain causes and conditions?

Maybe the historians and the teachers conveying their work to us do not know anymore how to speak with each other or, if the teachers do not want to listen, the historians do not find the subjects and the rhetoric to move common people. Something clips the wings of the knowing.

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Maybe that which clips the wings of our great historians is, paradoxically, the idea of progress [5]. If progress is a necessary, upwards, one-way, if the future is forever new and what was will never come again, then it is not worth learning from the past. Moreover, if humanity does not move by the dreams and the deeds of people, but through necessary processes there is no value for us to learn from personal histories recounted. Such history would be just wild goose chase, a fool’s errand or, as a colourful Romanian proverb puts it, "amassing dead-horse-shoes." Accordingly, they let the sleeping wisdom of History sleep in peace.

It may also be that historians became shy to teach the old uncertain stories, si non e vero e ben trovato,** because of their urge to be honourable scientists. They seek only certain and high-level facts of “historic” significance. They can only represent true universal beliefs, justified by fact, based on necessary causes in objective environments, deduced through impeccable methods and logical processes. Perhaps these learned people, cannot care for the practical old people-level recipes remembered from history, since that truth is not scientific, not pure enough, not precise enough. Obviously, you cannot reproduce the narratives of history in a laboratory to test them.

The serious historians must have found in their inner chambers that the traces of written history left to us are thin, imprecise, biased, mostly fable, cosmetic, self-serving apology by leaders who dreamt their image into posterity. Maybe they found that the most interesting memories transmitted to us from the past offer mainly lies, fantasies, personal detail and wishful interpretation, no laws; What's the use of stories that are not even true? [6]

Maybe there is too much pressure on the historian to be politically correct, which history is not. Perhaps the present meaning of the past changes too often. Indeed, I remember my late Mother, a researcher in history saying years ago under a totalitarian regime; “The past is most difficult to foresee nowadays, as the line of the Party changes all the time.”

History developed so much the last century; the archaeologist dug deeper and deeper into the well of the past, the researchers found and checked flurries of documents, concepts and methods are more and more precise. What a shame that these bright learned minds give us so little! Forgive me the time-worn jest, perhaps they specialize so much that each learns more and more about less and less until they know everything about nothing or nothing about everything [7].

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For the rest of us end-users of history the question lingers: why do so many excellent historians so little to educate us wiser? Why is it that schoolboy Montaigne found more wisdom in Herodotus and Erasmus’s gossipy Apopthegmes [7a] than we could learn today from the huge, sound treatises (not to speak about the boring school-lessons)?

I confess that for me, the only public benefit of history – and a vital benefit too - is Herodotus’ initial intention, to teach something meaningful from past in order for us to do better next time we meet something similar.

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We can learn wisdom from history, elusive as it is; I am not shocked by memories being most often a mixture of interpreted reality and of fable. So are some of the great works of literature and of art, fabricated to be full of human and historic truth and to generate civilisation. What I seek in the history text, for myself and for the ones I want to educate with wisdom is some coherent and understandable form, meaningful at my own level; gestalt, metaphor, comparison, striking narratives from which we can learn to live better, accounts of essence, typical of real life that was. I imagine a concept of “historic truth” akin to literary truth - a narration that caries historic meaning - the deep human truth that the honest historian understood from the many lacunar and uncertain witnessing and documents studied.

We need mental treasuries that would furnish minds well made, able to judge well and exclaim “But this happened before!” instead of doing the same mistakes again as if newborn in a squirrel-cage of ever turning Samsara. People who do learn from the past may be able to cause progress instead of suffering it. They may also do more to avoid the decline of our "culminant" civilisation of the day.

If Humanity saw all that before, let Humanity tell me what it means for me! ... I am avid to know what how past life was lived, and its advice for people today and tomorrow.

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Maybe the best historians of today would care to create – the same way some courageous scholars write of private [8] and intimate [9] life across the centuries – a basic level of “life experience” historiography. They would share with us, even without Method, what they learned personally about human nature, about life events and situations, to explain us what they understood from their research that what we should know to live better. We would trust them, on their word.

Can’t we do for people at least as much as Herodotus?

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* To put some water in my wine, I must concede that there may be many reasons for which we - and our governments - don't learn wisdom from history; like our mind’s inability to count with things out of sight, too far away or too long ago. Indeed, we hardly learn from our parents; why would we listen to people dead ages before? I only consider here one important cause, the work of the historians, as something could be done about it.
 
[1]Hegel, Georg Wilhelm Friedrich, The Philosophy of History, Batoche Books, Kitchener, Ontario, 2001, p.19 : "Rulers, Statesmen, Nations, are wont to be emphatically commended to the teaching which experience offers in history. But what experience and history teach is this — that peoples and governments never have learned anything from history, or acted on principles deduced from it."

[2] George Santayana The Life of Reason, NEW YORK, CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS, 1917, p. 284:”Progress, far from consisting in change, depends on retentiveness. When change is absolute there remains no being to improve and no direction is set for possible improvement: and when experience is not retained, as among savages, infancy is perpetual. Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.”
 
[3] Herodotus, Book I, Loeb Classical Library 1920 p. 3

[4] Plutarch, On the Malignity of Herodotus, Moralia XI (Loeb Classical Library 426).

[5] Becker Carl L., Progress and Power: Three Lectures Delivered at Stanford University, on the Raymond Fred West Memorial Foundation, April 1935. Contributors: Carl L. Becker - author. Publisher: Stanford University Press. Place of Publication: Stanford, CA. Publication Year: 1936.

** It may not be true, but it is well conceived

[6] Rushdie, Salman, Haroun and the Sea of Stories, Penguin, 1990

[7] I wonder who said this: A physicist learns more and more about less and less, until he knows everything about nothing; whereas a philosopher learns less and less about more and more, until he knows nothing about everything.  The Routledge Dictionary of Quotation (Robert Andrews)  quotes Nicholas Murray Buttler 1862-1948 to have sais at the Columbia University that “ An expert is one who knows more and more about less and less”

[7a] Erasmus The Apopthegmesof Erasmus, Printed by Robert Roberts, Boston Lincolnshire, 1877
 
[8] Ariès, P., Duby, G., Veyne, P., Goldhammer, A., History of Private Life, Vol. I-V, Belknap Press, 1992-1998

[9] Zeldin Theodore, An Intimate History of Humanity, Vintage, 1995

 

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