Karl Marx: His Life & Thought
By David McLellan
Palgrave Macmillan, 4th Edition 2006
487 pages, $59.95 (pb)
This is the fourth edition of David McLellan's Karl Marx: His Life and Thought, the first edition of which was originally published in 1973. For the 4th edition McLellan has updated the detailed footnotes at the end of each chapter, as well as the extensive and very useful annotated bibliography at the end of the book.
McLellan's biography has stood the test of time, and despite the much-publicised and over-hyped publication of Francis Wheen's biography of Marx in 1999, McLellan's book remains by far the best biography of Marx available in English.
Unlike Wheen, McLellan has an encyclopedic knowledge of Marx's published work, and pulls off the difficult feat of interweaving exposition of Marx's main works with a detailed and sympathetic account of his life, both public and private.
McLellan's biography also compares well to some of the classic biographies in the Marxist canon. Franz Mehring's Karl Marx: The Story of His Life is still very much worth a read, especially for the wonderfully clear chapter on the second and third volumes of Capital, which Mehring tells us was written as a favour to no less than Rosa Luxemburg.
However, Mehring's book was written in 1918 and thus predates the publication in the 1930s of such important works of Marx's as the Economic and Philosophical Manuscripts of 1844 and the Grundrisse of 1857-8, as well as numerous items of Marx's correspondence.
Boris Nicolaievsky and Otto Maenchen-Helfen's Karl Marx: Man and Fighter, completed under the shadow of Hitler in Berlin in 1933 but not published until 1936, is another classic.
However, as the authors make clear in their foreword, Karl Marx: Man and Fighter does not aspire to be a full intellectual biography, but concentrates primarily on Marx's political activity, especially around the periods of the 1848 revolutions and the years of the First International from the mid-1860s to the early 1870s.
McLellan's book thus remains the best and most up-to-date biography of Marx covering the full range of his activities, both practical and intellectual. Readers are likely to leave McLellan's volume with an appetite to read Marx's works for themselves, which is the best sign of success in an intellectual biography.
However, the volume is more than simply an intellectual biography: McLellan seamlessly integrates his account of Marx's writings with the story of his sometimes tempestuous and chaotic life, giving detailed accounts of Marx's activities as a revolutionary in both continental Europe and in London, to which Marx was permanently exiled following the defeat of the European revolutions of 1848.
Marx's most important works — the Grundrisse and Capital among them — were written in extremely difficult conditions, conditions that would surely have silenced many a lesser human being. Marx was living in London, with a family to care for and no regular source of income except journalistic commissions from the New York Daily Tribune.
McLellan gives a vivid picture of the poverty and privations that Marx and his family suffered, privations that would surely have defeated even Marx had it not been for the generosity of Friedrich Engels, who selflessly subsidised Marx and his family for almost all of their quarter-century in London. Engels — these days unjustifiably maligned as a crude "simplifier" of Marx's thinking — in many ways emerges as the real hero of the story.
Perhaps the most harrowing episodes in Marx's life were the premature deaths of his children. Marx's son, Edgar, died in 1855 at the age of eight while the Marx family was living in a squalid two-roomed flat in Soho. Marx wrote to Engels on April 6th: "Poor Edgar is no more. He went to sleep (literally) in my arms today between five and six".
William Leibknecht, a friend of the family, wrote of what he saw: "The mother silently weeping, bent over the dead child, Lenchen sobbing beside her, Marx in a terrible agitation vehemently, almost angrily, rejecting all consolation, the two girls clinging to their mother crying quietly, the mother clasping them convulsively as if to hold them and defend them against Death that had robbed her of her boy."
A few months later, Marx wrote to Lassalle: "Bacon says that really important men have so many relations with nature and the world that they recover easily from every loss. I do not belong to these important men. The death of my child has deeply shaken my heart and mind and I still feel the loss as freshly as on the first day. My poor wife is also completely broken down."
Despite these setbacks and grinding poverty — Marx worked incredibly hard, regularly researching in the British Museum from nine in the morning to seven in the evening and then staying up late into the night writing. But there are many lighter moments, including one hilarious episode in which William Leibknecht, Edgar Bauer and Marx get drunk on a pub-crawl on the Tottenham Court Road.
The short concluding chapter on Marx's legacy is in many ways the weakest part of McLellan's otherwise fine volume. For example, McLellan accuses Marx of "shallow optimism" and cites the environmental crisis facing humanity as a problem for Marx's world outlook.
However, in many ways the global environmental crisis is the perfect illustration of Marx's idea — outlined in the famous Preface to A Critique of Political Economy, which McLellan earlier quotes — that the capitalist system of production relations, like the feudal system of production relations that preceded it, at a certain stage begins to fetter the development of the productive forces, the things necessary for the satisfaction of human needs.
As well as fettering the development of the productive forces, the capitalist system of production relations, in which every aspect of life is subjected to the demands of the market and the pursuit of private profit, makes dealing with the problem of climate change effectively impossible, threatening the cessation of life on the planet altogether.
Only planned production on a global scale can begin to address the challenge of climate change; but planned production requires co-operation between the owners of productive units, and the major players in the global capitalist system can no more co-operate to save the environment than a pack of wolves can co-operate to protect a baby lamb.
It simply cannot happen: co-operation at the level of the economy can happen only on the basis of collective ownership of the productive forces on a global scale.
Despite this and other weaknesses in the concluding chapter, though, McLellan's book remains the standard biography of Marx, scholarly and well informed, but at the same time enjoyable and compelling reading.
One thing that is clear is that Marx had an enormous sense of humour, so I will end this review on a light-hearted note. In the later years of his life Marx attained a certain degree of notoriety due to his association with the First International and was referred to in polite circles as "the red terror doctor".
But he also gained a degree of grudging respect, and in 1867 he was elected by his respectable English neighbours to the prestigious post of "Constable of the sinecure of St. Pancras".
Marx declined the invitation with the comment "I should tell them that I was a foreigner and that they should kiss me on the arse." His last recorded words on Britain were: "To the devil with the British."