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Should We Care For Strangers At The Expense Of Our Near & Dear Ones?
Part II

LARISSA MACFARQUHAR

 

 

 







Continued from yesterday …

PART II



Julia grew up in a suburb of Richmond, Virginia, USA. Her father was a property manager; her mother taught in a preschool.

When she was a child, she put her allowance in the collection plate at church, thinking the money would go to the poor. She agonised over whether to go to birthday parties, because she felt she could not show up without bringing a present, but she believed it would be wrong to spend $5 on a present when that $5 could be given to someone who needed it more.

Until she was 11, she was fervently religious. She believed that, since God had given her life, she owed him a debt so enormous that she could never repay it, but that it was her duty to try as hard as she could.

Then, one weekend, it occurred to her that other people in the world believed in their holy books just as strongly as she believed in the Bible, so what reason did she have to believe that hers was true? She had never seen or felt any evidence of God’s presence.

Quite suddenly, she lost her faith.

After she stopped believing in God, Julia stopped giving money to the church, and for a couple of years she just spent her allowance on herself: if God didn’t exist, there was no one she owed it to. Then she began to learn about poverty in the world, and how rich she was compared to other people, and when she was 13 she began giving her allowance away again.

Around this time, a boy who went to her family’s church developed a serious illness that required major surgery, for which his family did not have insurance. The church took up a collection for them, and Julia’s mother told her that here was someone she knew whom she could help – why not give her money to him?

Julia said: “Why is the life of someone I happen to know worth more than the lives of many more people I don’t know, whom I could help with the same amount?”

In her final year at college, she met Jeff. The summer after graduation – the summer before the candy-apple incident – she and Jeff worked at Pinewoods, a folk-dance-and-music camp. Jeff washed dishes and Julia was a cook. Together they saved about $5,000, which they donated to Oxfam. While they were working at the camp, it seemed to them that this was a good way to spend the summer: they were living simply, spending nothing, helping other people with hard, menial work, and saving the money they earned to give away.

But after the summer was over and Jeff started donating, it occurred to him that they could have earned considerably more by doing something else, which would have enabled them to give more. Had that summer, then, been a self-indulgence? Did they have the right to spend three months of their expensively educated lives playing peasants by the seaside? Was there really any difference between choosing not to earn more money and spending their money on a new sofa or fancy clothes? Had they, in effect, been paying with the suffering of other people for the privilege of feeling wholesomely poor?

It was bad enough to worry about these questions in retrospect, but they became far more pressing when Julia had to think about a career. She had wanted to be a social worker for years, but she could earn far more money doing something else. Was it OK for her to be a social worker anyway? How much was she entitled to consider her own happiness?

She could justify not going for the absolute maximum she could earn on the grounds that she would be so crushingly miserable in finance or law that she would have a breakdown within a few years, and then she would have lost the money she had spent on law school or business school or whatever it took to get into the field in the first place. But obviously there were lots of jobs that paid less than finance, yet more than social work. How could she justify going into a field that paid so little?

All of this was much less of a problem for Jeff. He liked working as a programmer, and he imagined that even if he had no charitable duties he would probably be doing something pretty similar. It was not hard to make him happy.

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Julia and Jeff rarely talked to other people about their giving. It was awkward. People did not like to talk about money in general, but they really did not want to feel they were being judged for keeping too much of their money for themselves.

When Julia had tried to talk about giving, one person told her she was crazy and was just going to make herself miserable; another person made fun of her. She could not decide how to feel about this. On the one hand, she felt that one of the most useful things she could do was encourage other people to give more, and she worried that if she were braver and cared less about social niceties she would be more aggressive about it. On the other hand, she knew that it was important for the cause not to be off-putting, and if anything was off-putting it was preachiness.

Or was that just her way of rationalising what she wanted to do anyway? She was not sure. She realised that it was important for her not to seem too puritanical or constrained: people would think that she had some kind of martyr complex, or that it was impossible to give a lot of money without making yourself miserable, whereas in fact most of the time she found it easy to live an enjoyable life without spending much.

This sense of isolation lasted for a long time; but then Julia and Jeff discovered ‘Giving What We Can.’ This was an organisation that had been founded by Toby Ord, a professor of moral philosophy at Oxford University, to spread the idea that it was incumbent upon everyone to give more to help the worst-off.

Julia and Jeff had always felt shy talking to people about giving, but Ord was not shy about it at all; in a short time, he had started something of a public debate. Reporters heard about his organisation, and a spate of articles appeared; students started chapters at universities; other people began to find the group over the internet.

Within a year or two of its founding in 2009, ‘Giving What We Can’ had become a focal point for what became known to its members as the “effective altruism” movement. Six years after its founding, it had more than 1,000 members.

Ord was thin and pale, his skin stretched tightly over his skull, his expression tenacious. He grew up in Melbourne, Australia. When he was a student in the UK, he would see posters of starving children and think: “Arggh, I should be doing something about that.” Eventually, he thought: “Well, why don’t you just do something, then?”

At the time he was earning about £8,000 a year on his student stipend and his life was perfectly fine, so he reckoned it would be pretty easy later on, when he was earning a professor’s salary, to give away everything he earned above £18,000. He sat down and worked out how much he would probably earn in the course of his working life. He calculated that he would earn about £1.5 million, and he would need to spend about £500,000 of that on himself – including savings, probably a mortgage, and funds for emergencies – which left £1 million to donate to charity.

That was a pleasant surprise – £1 million was a lot of money! He did some more calculations and arrived at the conclusion that with £1 million he could save about 100,000 years of healthy life. That was really exciting. He thought: “I could either save a 100,000 years of healthy life, or I could garnish my own already happy life with some extra bells and whistles.”

The second did not seem like a very good option, so he went for the first.

When Ord first started ‘Giving What We Can‘, he assumed that the altruism part of his message would be harder to push than the effective part: he thought it would be difficult to convince people to give more money, because that involved sacrifice, but easy to convince them to redirect their money to better charities, because who would not want to do more good with their money?

It turned out that people were not so rational, and in fact the reverse was true: it was quite easy to persuade people to give more money if you moved them emotionally, but persuading them to abandon causes that they had believed in for years was very hard. It was easier for him to convert logical types who had never thought much about charity than it was to change the minds of longtime do-gooders.

When Ord talked about his ideas in public, he tried to avoid imposing guilt – he believed that making people feel guilty did not get you anywhere. He told people instead that giving away money was an exciting opportunity.

“We look at people like Oskar Schindler, who saved about 1,200 lives, and we think, ‘That’s an amazing kind of moral heroism.’ But we could make fewer sacrifices than he did and save more lives if we wanted to,” he said.

Sometimes people told Ord that his principles were too demanding – that it was not reasonable to require people to give most of their money to help strangers.

“I think that’s a very bad argument,” Ord said. “Morality can demand a lot. Let’s say you’ve been falsely accused of murder, you’ve been sentenced to death, and you realise that you can escape if you kill one of your guards. Morality says you can’t kill him, even though it means you’re going to lose your life. That’s just how it is. Well, it turns out that we can save 1,000 people’s lives. If you don’t do that, then you have to say that it’s permissible to value yourself more than 1,000 times as much as you value strangers. Does that sound plausible? I don’t think that sounds very plausible. If you think that, your theory’s just stupid.”

As the effective altruism movement continued to grow, Ord’s ‘Giving What We Can’ co-founder, another philosopher named William MacAskill, founded a brother organisation, ‘80,000 Hours‘, to help the altruistically minded think about how they could do the most good with the hours of their working lives. MacAskill wanted to spread the idea that an altruistic type should not necessarily follow one of the traditional do-gooder paths – becoming an aid worker or a doctor in a developing country, say – but should consider a career that would earn a lot of money which he could then donate.

MacAskill called this “earning to give”. The idea began to catch on. An American student went to work in finance; in his first year out of college, he donated $100,000 to anti-poverty organisations. A British student graduated with an engineering degree; he had planned to move to Africa and build dams, but he went to work for an investment bank and donated money instead. Dozens more, after consulting with ‘80,000 Hours‘, were planning to do something similar.

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Julia had always wanted children. Even in high school she had thought about her future children – the toys she would make for them, the games they would play together. She had always thought that if she gave up children, that would be the point at which she felt her life would be not just constrained but blighted. When she thought about a future in which her parents and Jeff’s parents had died and there was no younger generation to replace them, just her and Jeff, living by themselves in some small rented apartment, that future looked desolate.

But then she began to question this. Many people had told her that once you had children you thought about the world differently. It was a strange thing to contemplate – to make a decision that she knew in advance would change her in large and unpredictable ways, probably ones that would tend to undermine her convictions about obligations to strangers.

But once Julia opened herself up to the thought that children might not be necessary – once she moved them, as it were, to a different column in her moral spreadsheet, from essential to discretionary – she realised just how enormous a line item a child would be. Children would be the most expensive nonessential thing she could possibly possess, so by having children of her own she would be in effect killing other people’s children.

Julia talked about this with Jeff and she grew very upset. Once the prospect of giving up children felt real to her, it felt terrifying and painful. They started to think about halfway options. They dismissed the idea of international adoption – it was way too expensive – but they thought they could justify raising a child they had adopted from foster care in the US. She knew that outcomes for kids who stayed in the foster system without being adopted were awful – homelessness, suicide, drug abuse. For that very reason, of course, it was risky to adopt a kid like that; you had really no idea what sort of person it would turn out to be or what kind of life it would lead.

Jeff reasoned that any child of theirs would be likely to grow up thinking that giving money away was a good and necessary thing to do. They could not assume that the child would be as extreme on this issue as they were – undoubtedly it would regress to the mean to some extent, but probably not all the way.

He calculated that if the child gave away around 10% of its income, then they would likely break even – that is, the money their child would donate would be equal to the money they did not donate because they spent it instead on raising the child. Of course, this did not take into account that it was better to give money now rather than later, especially to urgent causes such as global warming and Aids, so some discounting would have to be factored into the calculation.

All this made Julia feel better for a while, and even though she realised that it would be pretty weird to tell a child that they expected it to pay for its existence in the world with a certain percentage of its income, she figured she was going to be a weird mother anyway, and her child would probably be weird, too, and so perhaps to a child of hers all this would seem perfectly sensible.

Finally, Julia decided, sometime before her 28th birthday, that she would try to get pregnant. Their baby, Lily, was born in the early spring of 2014. The thought of leaving Lily in order to go back to work upset her, but she knew that she had to start earning again so she could keep donating. She felt that there were people in the world who needed her money as much as Lily needed her presence, even if their need did not move her as Lily’s did.

Not long before Julia became pregnant, Jeff’s mother, Suzie, was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. She did not expect to live much longer. When Julia found out that Suzie had cancer, she was as sad as if it were her own mother, and indeed she almost was – Julia had lived in Jeff’s parents’ house for more than two years.

After the initial shock, Julia summoned her beliefs about family and strangers, prodding and testing them to see whether, in this terrible new time, she felt any differently. But when she thought about giving, she found that her beliefs had not changed.

“In talking with people who say, ‘I fund XYZ research, even though I know it’s not cost-effective, because my sister is sick with XYZ,’ I’d always felt kind of bad that I had never been in their shoes,” Julia said. “I wondered if I would feel differently if someone I loved were sick. But it really doesn’t change my thinking about giving or cost-effectiveness at all. I love Suzie, and I hate that she’s sick; and other people love their mothers and hate that they’re sick. And if 10 families or one family can be spared that experience, even if the one family is mine, I’ll go with the 10 families every time. I don’t want to go through this, but neither do they.”

She knew this would be difficult to explain. Even more than before, people would divide over whether this sounded to them like generosity, or justice, or a failure of love. Julia knew how it felt to her. But, ideas about love being what they were, she didn’t expect much understanding.

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What would the world be like if everyone thought like a do-gooder? What if everyone believed that his family was no more important or valuable than anyone else’s? What if everyone decided that spontaneity or self-expression or certain kinds of beauty or certain kinds of freedom were less vital, or less urgent, than relieving other people’s pain?

An extreme sense of duty seems to many people to be a kind of disease – a masochistic need for self-punishment, perhaps, or a kind of depression that makes its sufferer feel unworthy of pleasure. Surely those who suffer from a disease like that must live dark, narrow lives, forcing themselves always to think about the misery of others and to endure misery themselves.

In fact, some do-gooders are happy, some are not. The happy ones are happy for the same reasons anyone is happy – love, work, purpose.

It is do-gooders’ unhappiness that is different – a reaction not only to humiliation and lack of love and the other usual stuff, but also to knowing that the world is filled with misery, and that most people do not really notice or care, and that, try as they might, they cannot do much about either of those things.

What do-gooders lack is not happiness but innocence. They lack that happy blindness that allows most people, most of the time, to shut their minds to what is unbearable. Do-gooders have forced themselves to know, and keep on knowing, that everything they do affects other people, and that sometimes (though not always) their joy is purchased with other people’s joy. And, remembering that, they open themselves to a sense of unlimited, crushing responsibility.

CONCLUDED

[Courtesy: The Guardian]

September 22, 2015

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1: Sangat Singh (Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia), September 24, 2015, 7:54 AM.

Summary of the piece: "Ghaal khaa-ay kich hatha-hu dayay / Naanak raahu pachaaneh say-ay" - "One who works for what he eats, and shares what he has, O Nanak, he knows the path!"

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