Sometimes culture intervenes in a book's title or description. One of C.G. Jung's books in the 1850s, was called The Undiscovered Self, a title he disagreed with and which he said had been made up by his American publisher.
My copy of Tim Harford's "Messy" has the subtext: "How to be creative and resilient in a tidy-minded world" in contrast to another edition, which has: "The power of disorder to transform our lives." Now, if you read the book, both statements are exaggerations and don't really represent the contents, although the latter statement is apposite for the most part. But the book is not a "how to" book, nor is it in the self-help genre as implied by the former blurb.
Harford is a writer on economic and financial issues; some earlier titles are familiar, but not sufficient to get me to open my wallet in what can be dry subject matter. Here, although no individual stylist like a Nicolas Rothwell or Terry Eagleton, he writes clearly and entertainingly on various aspects of tidiness and preparedness, spontaneity and creativity, oreganisational neatness and its problems and so on.
Many of his examples are the usual, many are quite different. He starts off, for instance, by recounting a story about a performance by the improvisational jazz pianist Keith Jarrett which gained great fame (The Koln Concert – I had the CD for years) but which almost didn't happen because the piano was unsuitable and Jarrett initially refused to play on it. He relented, following a personal entreaty and worked on what he had in front of him.
Harford follows up with stories about David Bowie and Brian Eno, particularly the latter's "Oblique Strategies" – a deck of cards with statements both annoying and stimulating – and various responses and outcomes. The music references are familiar to me, and I'm listening to Eno's "Thursday Afternoon" at the moment, for the purpose intended i.e it will block out unwanted sounds and help me write.
He also references another musical event in the late 1950s classic jazz recording "Kind of Blue" by the Miles Davis regarding the instructions Davis gave his musicians and how things turned out. Harford doesn't give this example, but some years later, his instructions to the British guitarist John McLaughlin were "play like you don't know how to play the guitar" and McLaughlin has recounted his response to that and how he consequently played on the session.
Charles Darwin is also mentioned in an interesting way that challenges a particular stereotype about his personality, as he is inevitably classified as an extravert, when the evidence I read, as here, suggests the opposite. But who knows? Jung suggested that creativity didn't necessarily have to do with a person's orientation.
Other people mentioned along the way are the personally chaotic mathematician Paul Erdos, the abrasive Steve Jobs, the scripted then scriptless Martin Luther King, and curiosities like Jeff Bezos, Erwin Rommel and Donald Trump. Harford's comments on the latter are interesting, as they include astute observations on the latter's method during the recent election process, but before the election, which off-sided a lot of people, mostly because he didn't play the same game, I think.
Harford also dips into organisational design, making the important point that people working in them want to have some control over their space, which means that cubicles, open-plan offices, treadmill desks, compulsory play and the like are always problematic, to say nothing of rules that preclude personal material of any kind being displayed and files etc put away at the end of the day. He demonstrates that these practices are demotivating, cause stress and resentment and damage productivity. This includes the practice some people have of tidying up for you, from anecdotal experience, a problem many women encounter with mothers-in-law with regard to kitchens.
Social policy also comes under examination, with examples from the British National Health Service and the presumptions of politicians and others, in his example then Prime Minister Tony Blair, that a single set of guidelines and instructions was all that was necessary for particular procedures. An aspect of this is the presenting of a target for output which then becomes the aim rather than the provision of a service, in the case given ambulance response times.
This kind of issue, which is compounded by inappropriate computer use, is a current political issue in Australia, with the computer driven generation of letters to large numbers of welfare recipients demanding back-payment of funds but based on a flawed algorithm, and unchecked by humans. Harford comments on the limits of computers as assistants, from this kind of issue to GPS problems, and a plane crash. The GPS one is interesting in that it reminded me of a professional colleague who turned up late for a particular meeting, on a rainy night, where the venue was possibly 10 minutes away by car. She arrived quite flustered and may not have heard or appreciated my comment that perhaps she should have looked out the window instead of engaging with the GPS.
Harford's take on resilience is much more mundane than the current jargon term, being merely how to survive all these issues, which is probably more useful. He finishes with a few "Life" stories, one being about online dating, a place i've thought of occasionally but have never ventured into. The few pages on it here demonstrate how unhelpful it might be. I also discovered, with surprise and much pleasure, that although Benjamin Franklin wrote about tidiness and the like in a somewhat exhortatory fashion, in fact he was unable to successfully apply those rules to himself, a failure he acknowledged.
This is a book well-worth reading even if, like me, you've read in such areas before and also have the view that people naturally come to different perspectives on this aspect of leading their lives. It's a must, really, if you have anything to do with organisations, or people who work in them.
I dislike star ratings on principle, but they're part of the furniture here, so I'll explain my less than perfect rating by saying that Harford doesn't have a distinctive writing style, and so it could be anyone writing it. That may be the aim of editors for all I know, and in his anecdotes Harford seems human enough and probably a good person to have a chat with. Other people I've read recently, on not unrelated topics have expressed themselves better as individuals anyway. Bit tough in a way, I know.
The music's about to stop...