Editors note: The following, third in a three-part series, is adapted from an essay inNational Reviewand is republished here with permission. ProfessorAeschlimanis the author ofThe Restoration of Man: C.S. Lewis and the Continuing Case Against Scientism(Discovery Institute Press). Find the full serieshere.

Much of George Bernard Shaws greatness was properly destructive of illusions and self-interested shibboleths and bromides, what Kant called the radical evil the use of the language of ethics as a screen for self-interest or self-love. An outsider to Victorian England, Shaw saw how post-Christian Great Britain habitually used such screens, and he mocked them with hilarious and hygienic effect. Jacques Barzun claimed that Shaw was in the true dramatic tradition of Aristophanes and Molire, and Shaw himself said, My business as a classic writer of comedies is to chasten morals with ridicule. He was proud of reintroducing to English drama long rhetorical speeches in the manner of Molire. Barzun called him a 20th-century Voltaire.

Yet Shaws positive criterion by which to measure and ridicule folly and vice was fatally ambiguous, eclectic, and inconstant, as Chesterton pointed out, more in sadness than in anger. Shaw could deplore scientism, what he called the anti-metaphysical temper of nineteenth century civilization (preface toSt. Joan), and thus excoriate the inhuman and subhuman implications of Darwinism, and he could sincerely invoke the conception of a Godhead immanent in all human beings. His critique of scientistic imperialism in promiscuous, cruel vivisection finds a resonant echo in our time in our better protocols for animal experimentation, as John P. Gluck in hisVoracious Science and Vulnerable Animals(2016) has movingly shown.

But often his clear, confident moral rectitude is just a muddle; as his character Barbara Undershaft, the Salvation Army Major Barbara of his 1905 play, says after her loss of faith, There must be some truth or other behind this frightful irony. Shaws close friend Beatrice Webb castigated the play as amazingly clever, grimly powerful, but ending ... in an intellectual and moral morass. The same could be said of a number of the plays absurd outcomes, without the later, post-Shaw intention of celebrating absurdity (Beckett, Sartre, Pinter, Albee; Tom Stoppard is a salutary exception Shaws true successor). Some of the plays are almost unbearably tedious, such as the vastBack to Methuselah, despite its brilliant prose preface. In a notable attack on Shaw, the actor and playwright John Osborne, who had acted in provincial productions of many of the plays, asserted in 1977 that Shaw is the most fraudulent, inept writer of Victorian melodramas ever to gull a timid critic or fool a dull public. It is not difficult to agree with him that the much-praisedCandida(1900) is an ineffably feeble piece and that it is hard to think of anything more silly.

Shaws biggest box-office success was the poignant, strangely piousSt. Joan(1923), written especially for the actress Sybil Thorndike (18821976), which made her career. Some of the plays still make powerful reading and seeing Pygmalion,Androcles and the Lion, andArms and the Manare marvelous comedies. His prefaces are often lucid and profound, his music criticism expert, eloquent, and memorable for example, his early championing of Beethoven is deeply moving. His literary criticism is sometimes classic and even lapidary, as in his famous 1912 introduction to Dickenss novelHard Times.

But Chesterton was right to think that trying to synthesize Nietzsche and socialism and ultimately communism was to produce fools gold and destructive illusions. Writing after his own painfully revealing year in Moscow in 193233, as a correspondent for theManchester Guardian, Malcolm Muggeridge, a favored relation of Shaws close friends the Webbs, who was raised on Shaw in his London socialist home, deplored Shaws fellow-traveling propaganda for Communist Russia, whose reality the acute Shaw failed to recognize in his 1931 guided tour or for the 20 years of his life that remained. Chestertons ambivalence about Shaw as man and writer remains a superbly judicious guide to the most influential English-language dramatist of the 20th century; and Chestertons own body of writing, in several genres, remains a golden thread by means of which the sanest and most salutary elements of the classical-Christian literary, ethical, and political tradition made their way into the apocalyptic 20th century, and make their way to us.

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Shaw, Scientism, and Darwinism - Discovery Institute