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I recently came across Laurent Schwartz’s autobiography, published in French in 1997, and in English in 2001. The book is hard to read, for various reasons, and has not become well-known; but there is much to be extracted from it.
Schwartz was one of the foremost mathematicians of the middle of the 20th century, a Fields Medallist in 1950. He was also a Trotskyist from when he was shocked by the Moscow Trials, in 1936, at the age of 21, until 1947. He lived through World War 2 in France, doubly at threat because he was both a Jew and a Trotskyist, escaping capture by the Nazis only by a hair’s-breadth on at least two occasions. He was an energetic left activist all his life, often cooperating with Trotskyists in campaigns against France’s war in Algeria, the US war in Vietnam, the USSR’s war in Afghanistan, etc.
“Mathematical discovery is subversive and aways ready to overthrow taboos”, he writes, summing up the connection he sees between the different strands of his extraordinary autobiography.
His own main discovery, the theory of “distributions” (generalised functions), he explains as a matter of finding a coherent mathematical theory to generalise and cover what had previously been slapdash mathematical expedients –
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The romantic poet Keats (1795–1821) compared human life to a large mansion of many apartments, only two of which he could describe, the doors of the rest being as yet shut upon him. Laurent Schwartz’s autobiography, written at the age of eighty-two, has just appeared and describes more than two apartments, not romantically but in limpid prose. Its gripping interest derives from the richness of events that have filled his career—as a creative mathematician of the first rank, an educationalist of renown, and a political activist grappling with the burning issues of his time—and from the searching honesty and lack of egotism in their description. Some of those events are so painful as to have daunted any lesser spirit. With remarkable courage, Schwartz is willing to look at his earlier selves, and look at them hard. He has the generosity to show in his book his true self, with its humane impulses and moral commitment. His analytical mind is subtle and penetrating, and he articulates his thoughts on mathematics or music, Beethoven or butterflies, Mahatma Gandhi or Ho Chi Minh, Bertrand Russell or Jean Paul Sartre, communism or colonialism, the persecution of Jews or the repression of dissidents with such clarity and with such well-balanced reasoning that one is inevi