Reykjavík Grapevine - 05.02.2016, Blaðsíða 38

Reykjavík Grapevine - 05.02.2016, Blaðsíða 38
Being an anarchist can be a thor- oughly depressing exercise. On the one hand, your principles yearn for a perfect world—a “system” where violence isn’t necessary, where people have the means to work together and live with dignity, and where individual people are given freedom and treated with respect. On the other hand, nothing in the world matches up to your idea of how things should be. Rather than being merely an imperfect democratic sys- tem, the whole of society is a total fuck- ing mess, with all wealth and power centralised in the hands of a few peo- ple. Being an anarchist means simulta- neously existing as one of the world’s biggest pessimists, and one of its big- gest optimists. It can mean constant disappointment. It is emotionally ex- hausting. “The perfect system that has an an- swer to every problem and will put the world to rights just doesn’t exist,” for- mer Reykjavík mayor Jón Gnarr argues in his new book, ‘Gnarr: How I Became the Mayor of a Large City in Iceland…’. His book is, ironically, a sort of attempt to answer this problem we anarchists have faced since time immemorial: how to start giving more of a shit by giving less of a shit; by meeting “insults with courtesy,” “ill will with indulgence,” and “stubbornness with tolerance.” How, in other words, to ensure “the good is always getting stronger.” A punk comedian, an anarchist mayor, Jón has always been a man of contradictions. Nowhere is this more obvious than in the haphazard struc- ture of the book itself. One minute, we’re treated to a rare interview with Jón’s wife, Jóga, one of the major forces behind the scenes of the Best Party—the next minute, Jón is talk- ing about what he likes about Face- book. It feels as if we’re almost given a glimpse into Jón’s own way of think- ing. The structure is messy, the ideas frequently silly, much of it seemingly ir- relevant, but all of it combines to paint a picture of a man, this outcast, this misfit, who believes in nothing more than the power of human kindness. It is this common thread—kind- ness—that ties the chaos of the book together. This is an honest book, one whose words you feel you can trust. You know that Jón is not lying when he says he has always identified with the rejects—such as the garbagemen, the disabled, or the immigrants—because he’s always been one. We know this be- cause the book is not just a collection of his ideas, but a memoir in the truest sense. It is, in parts, a deeply personal account of his own struggles with ac- ceptance. He is dismissed as a “re- tard” by his family and his school. He is dubbed “the Clown” by his political opposition in the Independence Party. Throughout his life, he is ostracised by those living and thinking within systems in which there is never a place for him. Yet, he never fights back. At no point does he treat anyone with contempt, but as people who believe in the idea of a perfect system—systems which can never fit everything into them, systems which have never fit him in. Instead, he lets it “wash over” him. He expresses this most concretely in his interpretation of the Taoist principle of wu wei, an action of “non-doing,” or non-intervention, which demands you never stoop to the level of an oppo- nent, instead allowing them to exhaust themselves and to knock themselves off-balance through their own negative momentum. To return to anarchism, then: from the very first page of the book, Jón is firmly against the dream of a perfect system, of the perfect box that will fit everything within just right. People are angry and unhappy, not because the world is chaotic and imperfect, but because they strive to impose a perfect order onto the chaotic, imperfect world around them. It’s not just the teach- ers, the parents, and The Man who are guilty of this, but also the punks, commies, and the anar- chists too. Jón is not an anarchist because he be- lieves anarchism to be the perfect system, he says, “but because the perfect system does not exist.” Jón’s anarchism is thus not utopian, because it holds that utopia can never exist. His anarchism revolves around finding one’s centre in the river of bullshit rather than swimming against the current—and about helping those drowning within it to find their own balance. His anarchism is an anti-ism, a worldview opposed to big, clever theories and boxes of ideas, something that is not just about shouting “fuck the system,” but quietly detaching from the idea of systems themselves through re- spect, love, and kindness. Herein lies the answer to the entire contradiction that was The Best Party. How can an anarchist possibly become a mayor and remain an anarchist? Tens of thousands of years ago, it was the politically sceptical Taoist sages who proved the greatest advis- ers to the kings and lords of ancient China. Today, little has changed. Op- position to getting involved in poli- tics is a byproduct of the systematic mindset—and so is the belief that poli- tics holds all the answers. Moving past binary, rigid thinking allows us to realise that, through embracing contradiction, the biggest sceptics of the system are also the most capable at ensuring things work for the better of everyone in it. This book is a love letter to the misfits, the losers, the pirates, and the clowns—and the powerful, dangerous idea that those we think have the least to say might just have the most to offer. You know that Jón is not lying when he says he has always identified with the rejects—such as the garbagemen, the disabled, or the immi- grants—because he’s always been one. It is this common thread—kindness— that ties the chaos of the book together. This is an honest book, one whose words you feel you can trust. How I Learned To Stop Worry- ing And Love The Garbageman BOOK: ‘Gnarr! How I Became the Mayor of a Large City in Iceland and Changed the World’ By Jón Gnarr Translated by Andrew Brown Melville House, 2014 The Reykjavík Grapevine Issue 02 — 201618 rauða húsið r e s t a u r a n tEyrarbakka “Very good food, excellent service and a very friendly restaurant.” “Amazing seafood in this little town...” “Not to be missed. Food fabulous and staff wonderful ... This spot is worth the trip to the small village alone.” raudahusid.is Búðarstígur 4, 820 Eyrarbakki • tel. 483-3330 just 10 minutes from Highway 1, the Ring Road, via Selfoss open 7 days a week year-round 1 1 Selfoss Hveragerði Eyrarbakki to Blue Lagoon ca. 50 min. to Reykjavík ca. 45 min. to Þingvellir, Gullfoss, Geysir ca. 45-60 min. 39 “One of the best restaurants in Iceland. 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