Sunday, April 20, 2025
Pleasures and sorrows of work: Philosophical peep into real occupations
PSW is written in 2009 by Alain de Botton, a modern-day philosopher. It ruminates at length about how, why and where we work, by way of delving deep into a wide range of professions, covering transmission tower (pylon) laying to biscuit manufacturing to career counselling and much more. These ten diverse gallivants speak to something I’ve felt: there is a mind boggling range of professions and job-roles, each fascinating in its own way. However, certain professions (eg: Sports, politics, movie actors) and certain roles (eg: CEO, Prime Minister) hog most of the limelight. This book follows the lives of ‘ordinary’ workers, not superstars.
It’s written beautifully (‘river banks gnawed by jetties and
warehouses’). PSW is imbued with flashes of sparkling imagination (an abandoned
warehouse is ‘evocative of a primeval past and a dystopian future, a place
where one half expects that a brontosaurus might emerge from behind the shell
of a burnt out factory’). The observations and the accompanying ruminations offer
unique perspectives (‘the origins and travels of our purchases remain matters
of indifference, although, to the more imaginative, an obscure code printed
along a computer cable may hint at process of manufacture, storage and
transport nobler and more mysterious, more worthy of wonder and study, than the
very goods themselves’).
It’s written in a philosophical bent of mind. Sometimes, the
philosophical interludes are deep enough to produce goosebumps. He comments on
various conflicts inherent in modern work: veneration of technology,
specialization at the cost of understanding the bigger picture, odd behaviours
at workplace which become a norm. He asks various deep questions – why indulge
in art? Why work? Why do some professions get the limelight? The book is so
interesting because while it does its philosophical meanderings, it also gets very
real in terms of descriptions of jobs and people. After all, looking at ‘work’
from a magnifying glass has to be as real or ‘tangible’- can’t just be flights
of fancy. It’s this conflict and contrast that was at the heart of what made
the read appealing for me.
PSW is imbued with wit (‘we were driven to a hangar not much
smaller than Reims cathedral where we caught our first glimpse of the satellite
in a powerful white light, being ministered to by a congregation of engineers
in gowns, hairnets and slippers’). While the author’s base is England, where
many stories are set, PSW does take you globe trotting to some extent. Overall,
it’s a classic piece of journalism, for the author probes deep into each
subject, interviewing and following the lives of many characters involved.
At times PSW becomes a bit cynical and melancholy. Cynical
because the at times the author gets into a mode of saying that the
professionals are in the midst of a mind-numbing charade which in the big
picture does not mean anything. Melancholy for the same reason- he hints at the
pointlessness of it all, especially in the long run.
Net-net, I found it a fascinating read. There are pictures to
accompany the prose, so after reading the book on the Kindle app on my Boox
tablet, I bought a hard copy to adorn my bookshelf at home, and two more, to
gift.
Labels: Books
Sunday, April 13, 2025
Pick les ball? Non. B&T, Merci!
I played pickleball twice over a three -week duration. During this same period, I have continued to be regular in badminton and played Tennis for the first time in 7 long years. As someone who has played a lot of Badminton and Tennis in life, and at my height, pickleball does not work.
The ball bounces so low that it makes hitting fast shots
difficult- there has to be a ‘lifting’ movement so that the ball rises over the
net. In Tennis, I often contact the ball at an altitude higher than the net,
allowing me to hit the shot downwards with force, and focus on the aim. Same is
the case with Badminton, where I can smash, or aim. In pickleball, due to the
low bounce, contact happens at a point below the net. So I have to plan a
projectile motion: up and down.
And because the ball bounces low- I have to bend a lot. The
extra bending compared to B& T is annoying. In B&T, I have to bend only
for a few shots and if I move fast enough, I can contact the ball at a
comfortable height and don’t even need to bend. I always used to wonder that
height provides a significant advantage in tennis and badminton; so maybe
someone not tall would enjoy pickleball. I will ask around and comment below.
The pickleball ball looks like an infant’s toy. If the ball
were to have some small steel balls inside, it would sound like the baby’s rattle
- I have a baby at home so this analogy comes easily. The sound of the ball
hitting the bat makes a dissatisfactory plasticky sound which reminds me of my
makeshift ‘squash’ played uptil standard 3 in the guest bedroom. The whippy swishes
of the B&T racquets sound much better. There is no grip on Pickleball
racquet–feels cheap to touch vs the plush grips on the B&T racquets.
Badminton demands agility and Tennis demands running speed,
sometimes at full pelt. Pickleball seems to have neither to those extents. Singles
pickleball can be demanding, but so is lugging back the week’s groceries from
the neighborhood store. B&T and squash seem to me to be demanding in a
better way.
For the developer, pickleball is a dream. Badminton requires
a wooden floor with a synthetic mat on top. Tennis requires synthetic which
requires maintenance. Lacs of rupees of expenditure. Whereas pickleball can be
played just on a concrete surface. One could even play on regular road which
has been ‘white topped’ by BBMP. More and more pickleball courts are coming up
across the city. I hope that it’s not at the cost of badminton or tennis.
For non-regular sports players, Pickle is easy to pick up. Non-marking
shoes are not required. Tennis required me 5-6 hours to build an understanding
between the force I put and the direction the ball went ; amateur pickle takes
5 minutes to get a hang of. The Pickleball set up I went to in HAL Old airport
road had music in the background, a coffee bar and lounge seats. First time I’ve
played a sport with lounge music in the background! This compares favorably to the
stuffy and sweaty smell of an indoor Badminton facility. I love the outdoorsy
ness of tennis, which pickleball can also replicate. Pickleball can be a good gateway sport- for
those who’ve played less sport in their lives. Once they get hooked, they can
graduate to B&T. We played Pickle after a big meeting with a partner, at
work. To play, we did not even need to change- we continued in our trousers and
tees. So, Pickle is amenable to ‘light’ plans with less preparation.
Among these new age games Pickle and Padel, Padel seems more
intense. It’s a lot like squash, which I’ve played little of compared to B&T.
While Pickle seems a mix of TT and tennis while Padel seems to be a mix of
Squash and Tennis.
In conclusion, at the sport bar, I would order the B&T. And
I don’t want a pickled olive in it.
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