Alain de Botton argues, on the BBC website, that pessimism can be good for you.
Now, as it happens, I enjoy reading pessimistic writers like Schopenhauer, upon whom I have written before. But it is simply not true to say that being a pessimist is good for you. Although I like de Botton as a writer and enjoyed his Consolations of Philosophy, I think he is a little misguided here.
Realism is good for you - not pessimism. And what (good) pessimistic writers like Schopenhauer, Chamfort, Nietzsche, La Rochefoucauld and Jonathan Swift do is to knock off our rose-coloured spectacles. Reminding us that life can be terrible, fortune a joke, and other people often untrustworthy. Good pessimistic writers (especially if they happen to be funny) toughen us up. A good example is Kurt Vonnegut, upon whom I have also written before. Another is Gulliver's Travels.
But taking a bleak view of life is simply self-defeating and, in fact, it is yet one more defect of Headmind. Headmind isn't clever when it leaves out the humour and focuses on failure and unhappiness; it is downright dumb. And that attitude leads also to self-pity and the victim position. Unrelenting pessimism leads straight to depression.
It is a strange facet of Headmind that it tends to swing between exaggerated pessimism and exagerrated optimism. On the one side Victor Meldrew and on the other Pollyana. Realism lies somewhere in the middle. And reading pessimistic writers with a sense of humour helps us stay there. As does listening to great comedians like Billy Connolly.
I will write a little more about cultivating realism in my next post.

