Huxley, Aldous. Brave New
World. NY: Perennial Classics, 1998 (originally published in 1932 by
Doubleday, Doran & Co.). 268pp. $10.00. 32-3525. ISBN 0-06-092987-1
C.I.P.
First published in 1932,
Aldous Huxley's Brave New World still generates interest and controversy.
In the recent furor over human cloning, Brave New World was frequently
invoked as a horrible example of what human cloning could lead to. No doubt
the cloning debate also stimulated a second made-for-TV version of Brave
New World, the latest starring Leonard Nimoy. I stumbled upon the book
as a teenager, more years ago than I care to remember. By then, I was already
an inveterate science fiction reader, although my interests were focused
on tales of space travel and interstellar civilizations. Most science fiction
tales of the time projected contemporary social and political problems
into a technology-enriched future. It took Huxley to show me the power
of the biological and behavioral sciences in shaping a future society quite
different from any that I had ever imagined. There was also a great deal
I didn't understand on my first reading of Brave New World, and
I was motivated to learn more about biology and psychology. For example,
I discovered that Huxley was satirizing the work of the radical behaviorist,
John Broadus Watson, in the marvelous scene describing aversive conditioning
of books and flowers in babies destined to become workers. Brave New
World was only one of many books and experiences that influenced my
intellectual development, but from the perspective of time, I think it
acted as a catalyst in shifting my interest from the physical to the biobehavioral
sciences.—Edward S. Matalka, Worcester State College, Worcester, MA
The imaginative trappings
of a futuristic, completely managed society established Huxley's Brave
New World as a classic in the utopian literature. As science fiction
those trappings seem conservative now, at least with respect to the science-based
innovations with which that dark passion play was bedecked. Set in AF 632,
the Year of Our Ford (A.D. 2540), Huxley imagined a World State where stability
is the primal need of the five social classes (Alphas to Epsilons in descending
order of status and privilege). All classes, of course, are programmed
via neo-Pavlovian conditioning and hypnopaedia (sleep teaching) to fulfill
happily their precise social and economic functions. The trappings of AF
632 are almost quaint in comparison to the current Year of Our Ford, AF
90 (a.k.a. A.D. 1998), at least with respect to Huxley's radically envisioned
future in A.D. 1932, when Brave New World exploded into Western
consciousness. Television? Helicopters? Synthetic music? Anthrax warfare?
A 6 1/2 hour rocket flight from Charing Cross to Santa Fe? (The Concorde
does Paris to New York in only 3 3/4 hours.) Bokanovsky's Process to produce
96 identical twins? Hello Dolly (AF 89, a.k.a. 1997). Sex hormone chewing
gum to perk up the gents' appetite? Try Viagra (AF 90...and you don't even
have to chew!). If all else fails to bring about the mandated state of
perpetual bliss, there was always soma, the ultimate pacifier, calibrated
to put the disaffected into the marshmallow zone of feel-good for precisely
timed periods. No hangover! (We have a way to go in AF 90: Alcohol is no
contender, while Prozac is a marginal first draught, as it were.) This
is to suggest that we have already achieved the majority of Huxley's startling
predictions in just 14 percent of the time projected. For all his clever
extrapolation of (primarily) biological and behavioral science, the Brave
New World story line is thin. A disgruntled marginal Alpha orchestrates
the return of a savage to London from a reservation in New Mexico. Various
stereotypes with pun-intended names (e.g., Helmholtz Watson) walk stiff-legged
across the narrative as the primitive returned (like Oedipus who also loved
his mother...an obscenity in Brave New World) lunges toward self-immolation.
The final scene in this bleak soulscape plays off the famous Einstein boyhood
fascination with a magnetic compass. The twist, however, is the exact inverse
of Einstein's epiphany.—Samuel A. Mudd, Gettysburg College, Gettysburg,
PA
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