Twenty five years ago, on November 18, 1989 Nick Cohen wrote
in ‘The Pub Philosopher’ (published in The
Independent Magazine): ‘The judgments passed by Oxford dons on Julius Tomin
seem outrageously brutal … Jonathan Barnes, Professor of Ancient Philosophy at
Balliol College, Oxford, impatiently brushed aside the suggestion that the
Conservatives’ reduction in funding for British philosophy since 1980 might
explain why there was never an academic post for Tomin at Oxford. “That’s not
the point at all,” he said. “He would not be accepted as a graduate here, let
alone be given a teaching job.” … His [Tomin’s] most serious accusation is that
British classical philosophers cannot understand Ancient Greek … Tomin’s work
has raised a second controversy. He has revived an ancient tradition that The Phaedrus was Plato’s first dialogue,
written soon after Socrates’ trial and
death [the italics are mine, J. T.]. Barnes thinks that even if Tomin’s views
were not “baloney”, there are no interesting consequences. Tomin believes that
they could change utterly philosophers’ understanding of Plato … Tomin does not
want academic charity. He thinks Oxford should “help itself” by recognizing
that he is right. There is not the faintest possibility that this will happen.’
Cohen knowingly misrepresented me when he wrote that Tomin
‘thinks Oxford should “help itself” by recognizing that he is right’. On March
14, 1989 I wrote to the Editor of The
Independent: ‘Your Education reporter Simon Midgley wrote on Saturday 20
August 1988: “An exiled Czech philosopher claims that he is being denied
opportunities to promote his view that the Phaedrus
is the first Platonic dialogue.” The report is incorrect. It is an ancient tradition
going perhaps back to Plato’s days that claims that the Phaedrus is Plato’s first dialogue. I merely insist that this
ancient information should be examined and in my studies of Plato I try to see
how Plato and his thought would look like on this basis. Having made a
considerable progress in this quest, I claim that Oxford philosophers, in their
own best interest and in the interest of the subject of Ancient Philosophy
should provide an opportunity for discussing and thoroughly scrutinizing the
results of my investigations.’
There never was ‘an ancient tradition that The Phaedrus was Plato’s first dialogue,
written soon after Socrates’ trial and
death’. According to the ancient tradition Plato wrote the Phaedrus prior to the death of Socrates,
and it is this dating of the dialogue for which I have found telling arguments,
as I did my best to explain to Nick Cohen. (I have devoted three chapters to
the dating of the Phaedrus in The Lost Plato on my website: Ch. 2 ‘A
critical review of doctrinal arguments for and against the late dating of the Phaedrus’, Ch. 3 ‘Stylometric arguments
for and against the late dating of the Phaedrus’,
Ch. 4 ‘The dating of the Phaedrus:
Ancient Sources’.)
Barnes’ words that ‘even if Tomin’s views were not
“baloney”, there are no interesting consequences’ deserve to be confronted with
what David Sedley, who was at that time the Editor of the Classical Quarterly, said in his interview for The Daily Telegraph (August 25, 1988). Asked why Tomin ‘cannot get his
controversial work on Plato published in Britain’, he replied: ‘He holds that
the Phaedrus is Plato’s first
dialogue, which is contrary to the beliefs of pretty well all scholars in the
field in this century … It means he is asking people to give up nearly
everything else they believe about Plato’s development, but he is not telling us enough [the italics are mine, J. T.] about
why we should give up all these other views.’ I was not interested in depriving
Classical Philosophers of their views. What I wanted then and what I want now
is a scholarly confrontation of their views with my views on Plato in a free
and open discussion. I could not ‘tell them enough’ for I was given no
opportunity to do so.
The ‘controversy’ concerning the dating of the Phaedrus came to light on the occasion
of the World Congress of Philosophy held in Brighton in 1988. References to it
could be found in The Daily Telegraph,
The Times, The Guardian, The Independent,
The Financial Times, The Economist. I put ‘controversy’ in quotation
marks, for controversy means ‘public discussion and argument about something
that many people disagree about, disapprove of, or are shocked by’ (Oxford Advanced Learner’s Dictionary). No
‘public discussion and argument’ worth that name concerning the dating of the Phaedrus took place. This was my
complaint; not one of the papers named put this point to their readers. And, to
use Cohen’s words, ‘there is not the faintest possibility that this will happen’.
Cohen speaks of two controversies. What was the first one? Cohen
‘quoted’ me as saying that Oxford dons ‘all pretend to their students they can
read and understand Ancient Greek, but none of them can’. This is a serious misquotation.
I took great pains to explain to Cohen that Oxford dons must translate Greek
texts in order to understand them. They know how to translate, but they do not
understand Greek in Greek. Concerning this ‘controversy’ I wrote to Jonathan
Barnes on November 26, 1989: ‘You deny my claim that you and your colleagues
classical philosophers in Oxford do not understand Greek Greek, which means
that when you read Plato in the original you translate it into English in your
head. Nothing would please me more than if I learnt that I was wrong and you
were right. That would put you in a position of being able to help us transform
radically the teaching of Ancient Greek and Ancient Philosophy in
Czechoslovakia and put it on a sound footing. Since the matter is of paramount
importance, would you to submitting yourself together with myself to a test
that would establish the truth about it?’ – I received no reply from Barnes to
my suggestion.
Concerning the second ‘controversy’, on August 18, 1990 in
an Open Letter entitled ‘Poison and remedy’ addressed to Jonathan Barns I
wrote: ‘I cannot return to Prague and present students with views rejected as
wrong by Oxford academics, not before I obtain an opportunity to defend them in
an open discussion. As you are well aware, I have been asking for such an
opportunity since I arrived at Oxford in 1980. In the years of my lonely
reading of Plato in Czechoslovakia behind the Iron Curtain I came to the view
that the ancient tradition according to which the Phaedrus was his first philosophic work was worth exploring. This
view had resulted in a conflict with the modern view according to which the
dialogue belongs among Plato’s later writings. I have devoted the subsequent
ten years to examining Plato’s works to find out whether I was wrong. But from
year to year evidence had accumulated in my hands, which strongly supports the
ancient tradition. At last I came to the point when I began to dare to consider
how the structure and the development of Plato’s thought would look like if we
considered the Phaedrus to be Plato’s
first dialogue. The Sub-Faculty of Philosophy at Oxford University presented me
with an opportunity to give a series of lectures at the Philosophy Centre on
this theme in the forthcoming Michaelmas Term. Each of my lectures will be
followed by an hour of discussion. May I hope that you and other Oxford
academics whose views I shall challenge will come to my lectures and challenge
my views? There would be nothing shameful for me if you proved me wrong; on my
return to Prague I would tell my colleagues and students that no books in
twenty years of intensive study could achieve what an open and live discussion
did.’
I sent the Open Letter to all Oxford philosophers and
classicists, inviting them to my lectures, but no one came. Jonathan Barnes
replied on August 21: ‘I am afraid I am not prepared to enter into a series of
debates with you about the dating of Plato. I am – as you must realise – very
busy; and the dating of Plato is not in any case one of my central interests.’
As the first anniversary of ‘The Pub Philosopher’ was
approaching, I sent ‘The Early Plato’ to Professor Blumberg, the Master of
Balliol, asking him to allow me to present the paper at Balliol College. The
Master of Balliol replied: ‘I am not in a position to evaluate your papers on
Plato’ (November 15, 1990). On November 18 I wrote to him in response: ‘Before
writing to you I had been informed that neither classics nor classical
philosophy was your speciality. I hoped that you would consider it to be in the
interest of Balliol College, its classicists, classical philosophers, and its
students, if the principle of scholarly discussion, especially of open and
public discussion in the sphere of Platonic studies replaced innuendo and
misinformation. I believe that Nick Cohen’s article ‘The Pub Philosopher’
published in The Independent Magazine
on November 18, 1989 with the pronouncements of Jonathan Barnes, Professor of
Ancient Philosophy at Balliol, concerning my approach to Plato entitles me to
expecting it.’
In all three lectures I had in the Beehive, the Swindon pub
– ‘Time for Philosophy’, ‘Let us discuss Plato’, ‘The demise of Marxism’ – I
emphasized that I wished and hoped that Oxford dons would discuss Plato with me.
In May 1989 I met Noel Reilly, the owner of Beehive, in Oxford. He told me:
‘Julius, I shall hire a lecture hall at Oxford where you shall present your
views on Plato. Oxford dons will be invited. They will have to come; they will
be ashamed to refuse the invitation.’ After this, I heard not a word from him for
more than five years; I received no further invitation to lecture at Beehive,
although I had a contract for nine lectures. Noel nevertheless paid the
promised grant to my bank account for another year, until the Spring 1990.
In March 1995 I met Reilly in Oxford. I greeted him: ‘How
are you? What are you doing? How is the Beehive?’ Reilly replied: ‘I don’t have the Beehive any more. I am now
studying English literature at Oxford University’. About a week later I read
‘Philosophy for grown-ups’, in which Hester Lacey wrote: ‘Philosophy has not
always been the people’s choice, as landlord Noel Reilly discovered when he
engaged the dissident Czech academic Dr Julius Tomin to deliver nine half-hour
lectures in the beehive pub in Swindon in 1988. … Unfortunately, Dr Tomin
delivered only four lectures. [I remember delivering only three lectures. J. T.]
“He was a nervous man. I think the hurly-burly of the public house upset him,”
said Reilly, whose attempts to turn his pub into “a place of culture” sadly
ended in bankruptcy.’ (The Independent on
Sunday, 19 March 1995) Let me correct Hester Lacey’s report with what Cohen
wrote in ‘The Pub Philosopher’ on November 18, 1989: ‘[Tomin] is able to
continue his work in Oxford’s libraries solely because Noel Reilly, the
landlord of the Beehive pub in Swindon, read of his plight and decided to pay
him £5000 to deliver three lectures a year to regulars. The talks are very
popular. About 350 came to the last lecture at the Beehive.’ My last lecture
was on ‘The Demise of Marxism’, held in the early spring of 1989. In the
discussion that followed I was asked: ‘What is the future of the East European
countries?’ I replied: ‘Thatcherism. The moment you realize the beauty of
selling what’s not yours, it’s irresistible.’
***
I was engrossed in Plato and Aristotle during the first half
of this month (see the previous entry in my blog ‘Plato as a critic of
Aristotle’, November 14). I stopped thinking about Cohen’s ‘The Pub
Philosopher’. Far from my mind was last year’s ‘Appeal to Oxford students and
academics’, which I opened with the words: “Early in September I asked the
Master of Balliol for permission to present my lecture on ‘Human Spiritual
Nature and the X of Neurophysiologists’ at Balliol. On October 4 the Master
replied: ‘It is not I fear possible to give you
a platform in Balliol’. I have therefore decided to reinforce my request
by action. On November 18 I stood for two hours in front of Balliol with a
poster ‘A philosopher from Prague appeals to Oxford academics: LET US DISCUSS
HUMAN NATURE’. A series of appeals/protests is following, which
will culminate on November 18, 2014, the 25th anniversary of the events to
which the date is related.”
I did begin to write my blog at the end of October
in an attempt to be true to the ‘Appeal’, and the first 6 entries are in line
with this intention. But then I needed a break. I invited the Master of Balliol
to view my blog and in the ‘Invitation’ I wrote: “I interrupted my work
on Aristotle in the middle of the 4th chapter of the 3rd
book. I have now decided to return to Aristotle and finish recording the 3rd
book, and only then revert to the blog. This work will take four or five days.
It would be great if in the meantime you reconsidered my offer of ‘Socrates,
Plato, and the Laws of Athens’ and of ‘Self-knowledge as an imperative’ and
allowed me to present these two lectures at Balliol. It would mean that I could
end my blog on a happy note and fully return to my work on Aristotle, which is
closely connected to my work on Plato.” The entry ‘Break’ in my blog (October
6) ends with the words ‘My blog is now in the hands of the Master of Balliol’.
Unexpectedly, my reading and recording of the closing
chapters of the 3rd book of the Metaphysics
opened for me a completely new view of the relationship between Plato’s Parmenides on the one hand and Aristotle’s
1st and 3rd book of the Metaphysics on the other hand. I felt I had at last the key to the
late Plato. Finally I began to see the second volume of The Lost Plato in clear contours in front of my eyes.
The Master of Balliol did not reply to my
invitation, and it became clear to me that whatever I may do, I shall never be
permitted to present at Oxford University my views on Plato, Aristotle, or on
Human Nature. But I did not mind; not only that, I felt profoundly liberated.
Then I read Cohen’s article ‘Why western cynics lap up
Putin’s TV poison’ (The Observer
09.11.14). Cohen writes: ‘Vladimir Putin is the world’s corrupt policeman. He
finds the seediness in every country and nurtures it … Often he appears to fan
corruption for the hell of it because that is all he knows how to do.’ It
brought Cohen’s ‘The Pub Philosopher’ forcefully back to me. Was his portrait
of Putin any less distorted than his portrait of Tomin? After publishing ‘Plato
as a critic of Aristotle’ on my blog on November 14, I began to write “The 25th
anniversary of Nick Cohen’s ‘The Pub Philosopher’”.
Whenever I think about Vladimir Putin, I think of the KGB in
the ranks of which he had once been an officer. And then I think about
Professor John Erickson, an expert on the East European armies and police, whom
I heard speaking in January or February 1990 on the BBC World Service. He was
explaining how it happened that the Communist Bloc dissolved so easily, without
any fight. He maintained that in the late 1970s the top brass of the KGB
realized that Communism had no future and began to cooperate with the MI6 and
CIA on its dismantling.
Cohen’s article on Vladimir Putin made me think of Prague
where I once almost got into the hands of the KGB. It was on August 22, 1968,
the second day of the Soviet invasion of Czechoslovakia. Russian soldiers and
their armed cars were surrounding the monument of John Hus in the Old Town
Square in Prague. I wrote a poster in Russian: ‘Soldiers of the occupation
army, learn to think for yourselves, why we welcomed your fathers with flowers
and love, while now you cannot get a piece of bread or a glass of water from
us.’ I posted it on the wall of the Old Town Hall and read it aloud. I barely
finished reading it, when I was seized by two Russian soldiers, dragged into
the enclosure formed by the armed cars around the monument, beaten up, stepped
on, my glasses broken. I was then forced to stand facing an armed car; a
soldier was commanded to stand behind me with his rifle pointing at my back.
Then came a new commanding officer and asked what was happening. The officer
that had ordered my capture said: ‘Today we caught four Czech provocateurs and
let them go, but this one must be handed over to the KGB.’ The new officer
asked: ‘Are you the officer in command for today?’ He replied ‘No’. The new
officer sent him packing and turned to me: ‘Explain what happened!’ – I did not
reply. He obviously thought my throat was so dry I could not speak, so he
ordered a soldier to bring me a flask of water. I refused to drink it. He
ordered the soldier to have a sip, to show me the water was OK. I said: ‘I am
not afraid it’s poisoned. The soldiers have beaten me up and now they do not
even allow me to sit down.’ The officer shouted: ‘Sit down.’ I sat down, and
then I said: ‘I will drink the water and talk to you only if you apologise for
what your soldiers have done.’ He apologized. And so I told him what I had
written on the poster. The soldiers had torn the poster to pieces and I must
confess that instead of ‘Soldiers of the occupation army’ I reported to him
‘Soldiers of the Red army’.
I remember two highlights of the long talk that followed. I
told him of the hitchhiking journey through East Germany I made with my wife in
1962 on our honeymoon: ‘We were in Dresden and were quite oppressed by the
sight of German soldiers parading through the streets. Suddenly we saw a group of
Russian soldiers; the sight warmed our hearts. Now, after what you have done to
my country, I shall never again be able to look with pleasure at a soldier in
Russian uniform.’ One of the soldiers that stood by shouted at me: ‘How can you
say such a thing?’ I shouted back at him: ‘How dare you interrupt without
permission from your officer!’ The officer told him off.
I was speaking about the Prague Spring and about our
endeavour to combine socialism with freedom. In all this, a soldier standing on
guard duty fell asleep and dropped his rifle. The officer shouted at him, the
soldier woke up, picked up his rifle and resumed his guard duty. I said: ‘You
are an old soldier and I think you fought in the Second World War. I am sure
you never saw your soldiers in such a bad psychological state, so utterly
demoralized and exhausted, as they are now. Why? You were led to believe that
you were going to liberate us from counterrevolution, and there is no
counterrevolution in this country. An officer should be properly informed about
the situation into which he is leading his soldiers. When you get home, have
good look at the people that misinformed you in this way.’ The officer said:
‘When we get home, we shall grab them by their throat and throttle them.’ I
said: ‘I’ve been here for almost three hours. My wife must be worried. Let me
go.’ – He let me go.
Then my memories carried me to Oxford of 1989. On April 3, 1989
I wrote to Mikhail Gorbachev: “May I use the opportunity of your visit to
Britain to express support for glasnost and perestroika in your country, and to
protest against the lack of both in Czechoslovakia? In an attempt to give my
support and my protest more weight, I shall begin on Wednesday, the day of your
arrival, a ten-day hunger-strike.
The lack of glasnost and perestroika in my country is for me
not a matter of academic concern. In 1981, while visiting Oxford University to
devote my time to Ancient Philosophy, I was deprived of my citizenship. The law
which made this possible had been enacted in 1969 as a consequence of the
invasion of Czechoslovakia by five Warsaw Pact countries. The responsibility
for the decision to deprive me of my citizenship therefore falls on the Soviet
Union as well as the Czechoslovak authorities.
Would you join the voices of hundreds of British students
and academics who in recent years have petitioned the Czechoslovak authorities
to restore my citizen’s rights?
When my citizenship is restored, I shall use the expert
knowledge in my academic field acquired during my stay in Britain to the
benefit of my country. My ambition is to open at the Charles’ University in
Prague an International Centre for the study of Ancient Philosophy where
academics from Czechoslovakia, the Soviet Union, and other East European
countries would regularly meet their colleagues from Britain and other Western
countries to maintain our common cultural roots.’
On April 5, the day of Gorbachev’s arrival in Britain, Barry
O’Brian wrote in The Daily Telegraph:
‘Dr Julius Tomin, the Czech dissident who won fame for his underground
philosophy classes in the 1970s, has written to President Gorbachev and Mrs
Thatcher seeking their help in regaining his lost Czechoslovak citizenship. He
is starting a 10-day hunger strike at his lodgings in Oxford in support of his
plea … In his letter to Mr Gorbachev, he writes … Dr Tomin, who has become a
£5,000-a-year visiting philosopher to the Beehive public house in Swindon
because he has been unable to get an Oxford post, tells Mrs Thatcher he is
grateful to Britain for giving him refugee status. “If you would find time to
bring to Mr Gorbachev’s attention the situation in Czechoslovakia, well
exemplified by the case of my being deprived of Czechoslovak citizenship, my
10-day hunger strike will obtain meaning that nothing else and nobody else
could convey to it.” Dr Tomin, 50, a prominent signatory of Charter 77, the
manifesto of the Czech human rights movement, undertook three hunger strikes in
Prague in defence of human rights in 1977-78.”
I just began my hunger strike when Noel Reilly came
unexpectedly to my lodgings asking me to go with him to Swindon and hold the
hunger strike in the Beehive. I accepted his offer. On the fifth or sixth day
some TV reporters came either from the BBC or ITV, I don’t remember which. They
made a few shots of me lying in bed, and asked me for an interview after the
hunger strike. The interview was to take place on April 17.
On the last day of the hunger strike I received a letter
from Reilly: ‘Greetings from Prague. Hopefully, if everything has gone
according to plan, I am now protesting on your behalf in Wenceslas Square. At
this moment, I am holding a poster, written in Czech and English, calling for
the restoration of your Czech citizenship. If Glasnost and perestroika are to
mean anything, surely these ideas must include the right to belong to one’s own
country, the right to travel in and out of one’s own country and the right to
speak in one’s own country.’
Reilly’s action was reported only in the local Swindon
paper, no broadsheet took any notice of it. The Hillsborough Stadium disaster
happened on that day. In Hidden Agendas,
in the Chapter entitled ‘A Cultural Chernobyl’ John Pilger writes: ‘Eddie
Spearitt and his son, Adam, went to a football game in Sheffield on April 15,
1989. They had been caught in traffic and had just enough time to find places in
the allotted Liverpool terraces at Hillsborough stadium. Adam was fourteen and
a devoted Liverpool supporter; and this was a critical FA Cup semi-final
against Nottingham Forest. ‘We were so excited,’ said Eddie. ‘It was only when
the crowd in the pen really began to build up that I got frightened.’ The
ancient turnstiles became a bottle-neck as 5,000 Liverpool fans sought to gain
entrance before the kick-off. When the
police eventually opened the main gates, instead of directing the fans to the
open terraces they sent them into the crowded pen. Eddie and Adam were crushed
in each other’s arms. Adam was one of the ninety-six fans who died.’ (Published
in Vintage 1998, p. 445)
My hunger strike was forgotten; no TV crew arrived on April
17.
***
Then Cohen’s ‘The Pub Philosopher was published. The
judgments passed by Oxford dons on me appeared to be final. Barnes said that I would
not be accepted at Oxford University even as a graduate. Aware of the
importance of Oxford for Prague, I applied for an undergraduate course in
Classics and Classical Philosophy. In my application I wrote:
‘Classics and Classical Philosophy at Charles University in
Prague are in a desolate state. The Oxford Classical Prospectus says: “The
immense and persistent influence of Rome and Greece in almost every sphere of
life is a fact of the history of the West, which by itself should put Classics
at the root of any University worthy of the name.” Re-entering the Western World,
Czechoslovakia needs to rebuild its classical studies. A direct experience of a
full University education in Classics at Oxford will be invaluable both for me
personally, and for my country. Charles University should reach for the best.
The Classics Prospectus says further: “The pre-eminence of Oxford in classics
is acknowledged throughout the world. Ask a scholar from Harvard or the
Sorbonne or Toronto or Tübingen which he thinks to be the leading classics faculty,
and the answer is almost sure to be Oxford.” This makes my application for the
study of Classics at Oxford inevitable.’
Richard Brook, the Graduate Admission Officer and Adviser to
Overseas Students wrote to me on 25.3.91: ‘I am writing to let you know that
your application has now received full consideration, but I regret to have to
tell you that it has not been successful.’
***
In my childhood, every boy in Czechoslovakia, that country
behind the Iron Curtain, knew at least one English expression: fair play [férplej]. That's what England meant
for us, and it was the firm belief that Oxford academics would respond
positively to my invitation and that our mutual contacts would develop in the
spirit of fair play that made me invite Oxford dons to my unofficial philosophy
seminar in Prague in 1978. It was in that spirit that I introduced Oxford
visitors to my students and critically responded to their views in my seminar.
What did my visitors think? Barbara Day writes in The Velvet Philosophers (published in
1999 by The Claridge Press, p. 45): ‘Scruton arrived on Monday 24th
September … For his lecture to Tomin’s seminar, he spoke on Wittgenstein’s
private language argument … he also wondered … the seminars were dominated by
Tomin, and the young students were overwhelmed by his powerful personality … he
also thought how much more effective they could be if the teaching were freed
from the influence of personality.’
Roger Scruton wrote in ‘A catacomb culture’ (TLS, February 1990) how the ‘secret
seminars’ began to flourish: ‘Tomin then emigrated and … we decided that,
although our purpose was charitable … it should not be openly pursued, and that
we could henceforth best help our Czechoslovak colleagues by working secretly …
we won the confidence of a large network of people, none of whom knew the full extent
of our operations … We therefore began to establish other, purely nominal
organizations through which to pay official stipends, so that the names of our
beneficiaries could not be linked either to us or to each other. In this way we
helped many people … We also encouraged our French, German, American and
Canadian colleagues to establish sister trusts, thereby acquiring an
international dimension … In the
mid-1980s, thanks to a generous grant from George Soros (who will surely be
commemorated in future years, not only as a great Hungarian patriot, but also
as one of the saviours of Central Europe), we had expanded into Moravia … the
organizer of our work in Slovakia, Ján Čarnogurský … was released under an
amnesty and made Deputy Prime Minister … By then another of our beneficiaries
was President, and within weeks we were to see our friends occupying the
highest offices in the land … Among those who had worked with us we could count
the new rectors of the Charles University, of the Masaryk University in Brno,
and of the Palacký University in Olomouc.’
***
In 1980s I was allowed to give lectures and seminars at the
Sub-Faculty of Philosophy at Oxford University. A parent of a student of
Classics wrote to Jonathan Barnes in response to Cohen’s article: ‘I have the
closest contact with some of the best of your students, and even now they are
adamant that the man or woman who understands “Greek Greek” does not, with the
exception of Julius Tomin, exist: certainly they do not recognize their
students at Oxford as doing so. You yourself and your colleagues know this, you
admit it among yourselves.’ Barnes wrote in reply: ‘What you say is a false and
foolish calumny – had you made it public it would, I think, have been
libellous.’
A student of mine wrote to the Editor of Oxford Today concerning ‘The Dons who
went out in the cold’ (Hillary 1991): ‘You have suppressed in your article one
of the most unsavoury episodes in recent Oxford history. I refer to the
treatment of Dr Julius Tomin of Prague. It was on Dr Tomin’s invitation to
attend seminars on Plato that the academics you describe (mainly from Balliol,
one from Cambridge) went to Prague in the first place. On their expulsion, they
let Dr Tomin understand that if he ever came to Oxford he would be welcome. He left
Czechoslovakia in the early 1980s and since that time has been living in Oxford
without ever having been offered an academic job of any kind. Indeed, he has
been reduced to living in penury, surviving either on Social Security or on ad
hoc charity hand-outs, as at present. He was even reduced at one stage to
giving lectures in a pub to earn money. Not only this, but his colleagues in
the Philosophy Faculty have completely cold-shouldered him, or worse … The cause of this
unbelievably callous behaviour is a deep-going difference of opinion between Dr
Tomin and his fellow philosophers about Ancient Philosophy and the way it is
taught in British and American universities today. This is no small topic, and
yet instead of agreeing to meet Dr Tomin in frank and open discussion in
public, the Philosophy Faculty has closed ranks and dismissed him out of hand …
I must declare an interest. Dr Tomin gave me countless informal tutorials when
I was an undergraduate and we have spent long hours together working on philosophical
texts when I was a graduate. He is by far the best philosophy teacher I have
ever had.’
On 4 December 1991 I received the following letter from M.
R. Ayers, the Secretary of the Lectures Committee of the Sub-Faculty of
Philosophy: ‘With respect to your offer of reading classes on Plato, starting
next term, I should inform you that the Sub-Faculty deemed it inappropriate
that such classes should appear on the University list.’
***
Shortly after my arrival at Oxford Professor Radovan Richta,
the Director of the Czechoslovak Institute for Philosophy and Sociology wrote
an Open Letter to Professor A. Diemer, the President of the International
Federation of Philosophy Societies, stating: ‘Tomin is a man who is worth
nothing in philosophy … it is self-evident that Mr Tomin would not find the
means to live for a single week if he were interesting merely for what he did
in philosophy … I think that people who supported and visited Mr Tomin will
find themselves in a short time and on the basis of their own experience … that
it was a case of one person who wanted to profit from the hopes of some circles
to intensify the world crisis and to poison efforts at international
cooperation.’. The letter was published in Tvorba,
the Czechoslovak Communist Party cultural weekly on October 15, 1980.
I translated the Open Letter into English for Oxford dons
who had visited my seminar in Prague – Kathleen Wilkes, Richard M. Hare, Steven
Lukes, Alan Montefiore, William H. Newton-Smith and Anthony Kenny, the Master
of Balliol – whose lectures to my students I had translated in my seminar into
Czech, doing my best to translate correctly what they were saying, then challenging
their thoughts in the discussions that each time followed (William H.
Newton-Smith was taken away from my seminar by the Czech Secret Police before
he could give his lecture). I did so in the firm belief that they would do
their best to provide me with an opportunity to present to academics my
contributions to philosophy and to defend my views in academic discussion.
How wrong I was!
In the wake of the student demonstration with which the
Velvet revolution began in Czechoslovakia on November 17, 1989, Cohen could
give the ‘The Pub Philosopher’ a ‘happy end’: ‘Last October Rude Pravo, the
mouthpiece of the Czech Communist Party, happily reported Tomin’s story. Under
the headline PAID TO MAKE SPEECHES, it said: “Even in a public bar words can
earn money, or rather make money. The recipe for this was found in Britain by
the Czech emigrant Julius Tomin. Since 1980, when he emigrated, he has
struggled as hard as possible to keep going since no university has shown any
interest in him. Only now he has found an audience interested in his
disputations – namely a public house in Swindon. No other milieu will put up
with him.”’
Early in September 2013 I asked Professor Bone, the Master
of Balliol, for permission to present a lecture on ‘Human Spiritual Nature and
the X of Neurophysiologists’ at Balliol. On October 4 he replied: '
Dear Professor Tomin, My apologies for apparent
rudeness. You are unlikely to know that in a very small way I was involved in
that struggle, as a visitor myself in odd circumstances, starting by talking
about Byron and literature in general to some of those who had lost their positions
in Charles after 1968, one of whom, Alois Bejblik, now sadly dead, became a
close friend. It is not I fear possible to give you a platform in Balliol, but
I do understand the significance of the 17th November.' – In
reply I informed Professor Bone that I am not a Professor.
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The text of Nick Cohen's 'The Pub Philosopher' is available on my website: http://www.juliustomin.org/images/Pub_Philosopher.pdf