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(no subject) [Dec. 16th, 2009|01:11 pm]
I shall clasp my hands together and bow to the corners of the 'Net.

Whose idea was quilted toilet paper, anyway? Who decided that the road to softness was paved with cobblestones?

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(no subject) [Sep. 6th, 2009|03:37 pm]
I shall clasp my hands together and bow to the corners of the 'Net.

I've got a good mind to give up living
And go shopping instead

-Adams, Cliff and B. B. King: "All Over Again"

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KENT: This is nothing, fool.
FOOL: Then 'tis like the breath of an unfeed lawyer -- you gave me nothing
for't. Can you make no use of nothing, nuncle?
LEAR: Why, no, boy. Nothing can be made out of nothing.

-Shakespeare, Wm: "King Lear" Act I, Scene iv

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Thirty spokes unite in one hub;
It is precisely where there is nothing, that we find the usefulness of the wheel.
We fire clay and make vessels;
It is precisely where there's no substance, that we find the usefulness of clay pots.
We chisel out doors and windows;
It is precisely in those empty spaces, that we find the usefulness of the room.
Therefore, we regard having something as beneficial;
But having nothing as useful.

-Lao-tzu: "Te-Tao Ching" (trans. by R. G. Henricks) Ch. 11


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(no subject) [Sep. 18th, 2007|05:21 am]
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Heck, it's only been about seven months....

But something happened to me last week that kind of f*cked me up, and I need to put it down, to organize my thoughts, and maybe get some different perspectives from my illustrious readers - assuming there still are any after all this time, of course.

Here's an overview of the scenario:

An event took place on Wednesday, shortly after I had risen for the day, and it initially left me numb - a condition that lasted for several hours, well into my workday, until I was free enough of other demands to devote some thought to the situation. I was alarmed to discover myself to be on the verge of tears, and in an effort to nip them in the bud, began the process of working up some righteous indignation - the situation allowed ample fuel for that kind of fire, and before too long I was well along the way to righteous wrath.

I used that righteous wrath to power a retaliatory strike upon my return home after work, and settled down to a low, simmering anger to await further developments.

Further developments came Friday, rather earlier than I would normally be awake, and I was thus caught with the fires banked for the night, and unprepared, and I missed that opportunity to blow off some steam. Having had my sleep interrupted and finding myself unable to get back to sleep, though, I soon got a roaring blaze going again, and initiated a confrontation.

The confrontation permitted venting, and led to negotiation, and eventually to acceptance of the situation - which should have settled things. I went to work Friday, everything went all right, came home, and slept well enough (not long enough, but well enough).

But I woke up on Saturday *very* depressed.

By Sunday, I was pretty much fine.


So much for the overview. Now, to be more specific, the initial event was that I received an e-mail from my wireless service provider to the effect that their records showed that the cell phone that I had ordered on July 14th - and the delivery of which I was still expecting - had been canceled.

All right! All right! Stop laughing, it's not *that* funny! Bit of an anticlimax, maybe....

Surely a trivial thing, right? Why get so worked up about it? Okay, get mad, send a nasty e-mail, call customer service and give them Hell, whatever. But that's it, right?

So why feel numb, and then close to tears? And why depression, after the whole issue is resolved (as much as it's going to be, anyway)?

These are the things that I do not understand.

First off, of course, I could be reacting like any kid who has spent two months saving boxtops from his breakfast cereal ("Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs", of course!) only to find out that the propeller beanie that he ordered is sold out. I don't like this hypothesis, mostly because it implies that I am ridiculously materialistic - and in denial about it - and about as shallow as a rain puddle on a lawn-bowling green. However, since the telephone confrontation on Friday resulted in me reordering the same phone at a substantial discount, this theory doesn't seem to adequately explain Saturday's depression, however well it does explain the numb feeling and the almost-tears.

Secondly, I suppose one could make a case for cowardice causing the initial reaction. I avoid confrontation whenever possible, even when I know that I should not, so the knowledge that I had now to decide to confront someone or to just publicly give up and allow myself to be walked all over. But there need not have been a confrontation, per se. Certainly it had been my practice in the past to deal with this organization via e-mail, rather than to phone customer service or to physically confront someone in a retail outlet, so why panic? Furthermore, why not get teary when customer service called me on Friday, catching me unaware and unready? How was I then able to work up the guts to call customer service back only a short time later? And again, why depression on Saturday, when everything is resolved, and I don't have to deal with it anymore (unless my order got fouled up again, I suppose...)?

Then there is the possibility that the numbness was stunned disbelief, and the near-tearful state was brought about by two months of accumulated frustration rising to a head, and nearly strangling me with the injustice of it all ( ;-) ). This *sounds* promising, but I am inclined to reject this one because it required deliberate effort to work myself up to the point where I was angry - righteous wrath did not come like the flipping of a switch, which is what I would expect if I was really so frustrated as to be near tears. Frustration, though, might explain Saturday's depression if I was on some level dissatisfied with the resolution arrived at on Friday. Certainly I would have to admit that I probably settled for too little in the negotiations, and possibly should rather have stuck to my guns and just refused to have anything more to do with them at all (with the possible exception of allowing them to continue as my service provider, I suppose), so this explanation seems to work all right for explaining the depression.

The fourth possible explanation that I have - and this is the one that I want to believe, however unpleasant it may be - is that for two months I had been reassuring myself that I did not need to do anything, that the phone would be coming, that all they had to do was not screw up, that all they had to do was what they were getting paid to do. The capitalist system is fairly simple in the abstract: an individual makes available certain products or services at a stated price, and another individual comes along and pays the agreed upon price in exchange for the goods or services offered. All they had to do was fulfill their side of the bargain, which was surely in their interest! I want to believe in people, I want to believe that people are not inherently lazy, evil, incompetent, stupid, or whatever. Then I get this e-mail, which makes it abundantly clear that people are indeed lazy, shiftless, incompetent, stupid, and so on, and that I will now have to get all mad and confront them with the way they have failed their own self-interest to such an unbelievable extent, blah blah blah. So, numbness while the whole house of cards that I have been building on the flimsiest foundation for the past two months comes tumbling down, then almost in tears at the necessity of having to wrestle them to the ground and jam my money into their pockets against their will and my own better judgement, and finally depression when I realize that nothing was resolved, they are still ignorant of their failure, and they are not even really much penalized by it, as I bought the damned phone in the end anyway. But I don't like this explanation of the teary-eyed bit. Devastated that the house of cards had fallen, perhaps?

Neal Stephenson (author of "Snow Crash", "The Diamond Age", "Cryptonomicon", etc) composed an essay several years ago, on the subject of operating systems. In it he likened the way graphical user interfaces - GUIs - organize and display information on the screen to real-world items which may or may not have been strictly appropriate, making the GUI a "metaphor" for a desktop, for example. He points out that people have an emotional attachment to the metaphors that they find work best for them, which would go a long way towards explaining the whole Mac-vs-PC phenomenon.

But people are not capable of knowing the world they live in in its entirety, so they make generalizations, simplifications, create metaphors, and so on, all of which they have an emotional commitment to, at least insofar as these constructs allow them to operate in the world.

I wonder if my operating system just crashed - if the metaphor broke. If my brain was forced to issue a "guru meditation error", as the old Amiga used to do, and that was what led to the numbness, and near-tears - the realization at last that the world does not work the way that I think - or want to believe - it does.

In this case, the whole righteous wrath/confrontation/resolution thing was just a smokescreen over top of the depression, which, when it was finally able to attract some attention to itself, the subconscious expeditiously slapped a patch over. Kind of like shoving a zombie into a shallow grave and quickly shoveling dirt on top of it, hoping it will stay buried long enough for you to get away.

-Ox


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(no subject) [Feb. 12th, 2007|12:38 am]
I shall clasp my hands together and boy to the corners of the 'net.


Today I feel loved, wanted, and appreciated.

Lucky me!

Oh - and exhausted.g


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(no subject) [Dec. 29th, 2006|03:06 am]
I shall clasp my hands together and bow to the corners of the 'net.


I feel the need to continue on with Popper's "Open Society and Its Enemies" - having opened this can of worms, I feel obliged to finish it off, but that will take a few more installments.

Popper has moved on to a consideration of Karl Marx, for whom he seems to feel a great deal of respect, in spite of the fact that he considers that Marx is pretty much wrong all over. He admires the way Marx got to his conclusions, and the fact that Marx made some important breakthroughs in how economics and politics were and are perceived. Popper spends a great deal of time on Marx. I will not be transcribing a representative fraction, mostly because few passages really resonate for me, rather than because I feel any of it is unimportant. That disclaimer aside, let's get started.

...
Chapter 17, Section III

What have we to say to Marx's analysis? Are we to believe that politics, or the framework of legal institutions, are intrinsically impotent to remedy such a situation, and that only a complete social revolution, a complete change of the 'social system', can help? Or are we to believe the defenders of an unrestrained 'capitalist' system who emphasize (rightly, I think)[but I remain unconvinced] the tremendous benefit to be derived from the mechanism of free markets, and who conclude from this that a truly free labour market would be of the greatest benefit to all concerned?

I believe that the injustice and inhumanity of the unrestrained 'capitalist system' described by Marx cannot be questioned; but it can be interpreted in terms of what we called, in a previous chapter, the paradox of freedom. Freedom, we have seen, defeats itself, if it is unlimited. Unlimited freedom means that a strong man is free to bully one who is weak and to rob him of his freedom. This is why we demand that the state should limit freedom to a certain extent, so that everyone's freedom is protected by law. Nobody should be at the mercy of others, but all should have a right to be protected by the state.

Now I believe that these considerations, originally meant to apply to the realm of brute-force, of physical intimidation, must be applied to the economic realm also. Even if the state protects its citizens from being bullied by physical violence (as it does, in principle, under the system of unrestrained capitalism), it may defeat our ends by its failure to protect them from the misuse of economic power. In such a state, the economically strong is still free to bully one who is economically weak, and to rob him of his freedom. Under these circumstances, unlimited economic freedom can be just as self-defeating as unlimited physical freedom, and economic power may be nearly as dangerous as physical violence; for those who possess a surplus of food can force those who are starving into a 'freely' accepted servitude, without using violence. And assuming that the state limits its activities to the suppression of violence (and to the protection of property), a minority which is economically strong may in this way exploit the majority of those who are economically weak.

If this analysis is correct, then the nature of the remedy is clear. It must be a political remedy - a remedy similar to the one which we use against physical violence. We must construct social institutions, enforced by the power of the state, for the protection of the economically weak from the economically strong. The state must see to it that nobody need enter into an unequitable arrangement out of fear of starvation, or economic ruin.

This, of course, means that the principle of non-intervention, of an unrestrained economic system, has to be given up; if we wish freedom to be safeguarded, then we must demand that the policy of unlimited economic freedom be replaced by the planned economic intervention of the state. We must demand that unrestrained capitalism give way to economic interventionism. And this is precisely what has happened. The economic system described and criticized by Marx has everywhere ceased to exist. It has been replaced, not by a system in which the state begins to lose its functions and consequently 'shows signs of withering away', but by various interventionist systems, in which the functions of the state in the economic realm are extended far beyond the protection of property and of 'free contracts'.

Section IV

I should like to characterize the point here reached as the most central point in our analysis. It is only here that we can begin to realize the significance of the clash between historicism and social engineering, and its effect upon the policy of the friends of the open society.

Marxism claims to be more than a science. It does more than make a historical prophecy. It claims to be the basis for practical political action. It criticizes existing society, and it asserts that it can lead the way to a better world. But according to Marx's own theory, we cannot at will alter the economic reality by, for example, legal reforms. Politics can do no more than 'shorten and lessen the birth-pangs'. This, I think, is an extremely poor political programme, and its poverty is a consequence of the third-rate place which it attributes to political power in the hierarchy of powers. For according to Marx, the real power lies in the evolution of machinery; next in importance is the system of economic class-relationships; and the least important influence is that of politics.

A directly opposite view is implied in the position we have reached in our analysis. It considers political power as fundamental. Political power, from this point of view, can control economic power. This means an immense extension of the field of political activities. We can ask what we wish to achieve and how to achieve it. We can, for instance, develop a rational political programme for the protection of the economically weak. We can make laws to limit exploitation. We can limit the working day; but we can do much more. By law, we can insure the workers (or better still, all citizens) against disability, unemployment, and old age. In this way we can make impossible such forms of exploitation as are based upon the helpless economic position of a worker who must yield to anything in order not to starve. And when we are able by law to guarantee a livelihood to everybody willing to work, and there is no reason why we should not achieve that, then the protection of the freedom of the citizen from economic fear and economic intimidation will approach completeness. From this point of view, political power is the key to economic protection. Political power and its control is everything. Economic power must not be permitted to dominate political power; if necessary, it must be fought and brought under control by political power.

From the point of view reached, we can say that Marx's disparaging attitude towards political power not only means that he neglects to develop a theory of the most important potential means of bettering the lot of the economically weak, but also that he neglected the greatest potential danger to human freedom. His naive view that, in a classless society, state power would lose its function and 'wither away' shows very clearly that he never grasped the paradox of freedom, and that he never understood the function which state power could and should perform, in the service of freedom and humanity. (Yet this view of Marx stands witness to the fact that he was, ultimately, an individualist, in spite of his collectivist appeal to class consciousness.) In this way, the Marxian view is analogous to the liberal belief that all we need is 'equality of opportunity'. We certainly need this. But it is not enough. It does not protect those who are less gifted, or less ruthless, or less lucky, from becoming objects of exploitation for those who are more gifted, or ruthless, or lucky.

Moreover, from the point of view we have reached, what Marxists describe disparagingly as 'mere formal freedom' becomes the basis of everything else. This 'mere formal freedom', i.e. democracy, the right of the people to judge and dismiss their government, is the only known device by which we can try to protect ourselves against the misuse of political power; it is the control of the rulers by the ruled. And since political power can control economic power, political democracy is also the only means for the control of economic power by the ruled. Without democratic control, there can be no earthly reason why any government should not use its political and economic power for puposes very different from the protection of the freedom of its citizens.
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I hate to disappoint my vast army of fans, but I'm tired - I'm going to sleep. More Marx to come....


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(no subject) [Dec. 27th, 2006|03:45 am]
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If I may beg the indulgence of my illustrious readers once more, I'd like to get caught up on my reading of Popper. He's finished with Plato, and has moved on to discuss Hegel, after a brief (!) discussion of Aristotle's contribution to the open/closed society debate. Popper has very little use for Hegel, and from what he says, I can understand why. Consequently, I won't spend much time on him, but a few things did seem worthy of mention.

The depth of Popper's antipathy towards Hegel and his ilk may be judged from a few remarks such as the following:

-first is a passage from Schopenhauer that Popper quotes:

"Should you ever intend to dull the wits of a young man and to incapacitate his brains for any kind of thought whatever, then you cannot do better than to give him Hegel to read. For these monstrous accumulations of words that annul and contradict one another drive the mind into tormenting itself with vain attempts to think anything whatever in connection with them, until finally it collapses from sheer exhaustion. Thus any ability to think is so thoroughly destroyed that the young man will ultimately mistake empty and hollow verbiage for real thought. A guardian fearing that his ward might become too intelligent for his schemes might prevent this misfortune by innocently suggesting the reading of Hegel."

-second, only a page and a half later:

"...I wish to show how difficult and, at the same time, how urgent it is to continue Schopenhauer's fight against this shallow cant (which Hegel himself accurately fathomed when describing his own philosophy as of 'the most lofty depth'). At least the new generation should be helped to free themselves from this intellectual fraud, the greatest, perhaps, in the history of our civilization and its quarrels with its enemies. Perhaps they will live up to the expectations of Schopenhauer, who in 1840 prophesied that 'this colossal mystification will furnish posterity with an inexhaustible source of sarcasm.' (So far the great pessimist has proved a wild optimist concerning posterity.) The Hegelian farce has done enough harm. We must stop it. We must speak - even at the price of soiling ourselves by touching this scandalous thing which, unfortunately without success, was so clearly exposed a hundred years ago. Too many philosophers have neglected Schopenhauer's incessantly repeated warnings; they neglected them not so much at their own peril (they did not fare badly) as at the peril of those whom they taught, and at the peril of mankind."

The only other commentary on Hegel that I wish to refer to, seems to be rather topical to a Canadian, considering our own recent revisitation of the vexed question of "nation" and "distinct society". I present herewith the following (lengthy, sorry!) passage:

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I now proceed to a very brief sketch of a rather strange story - the story of the rise of German nationalism. Undoubtedly the tendencies denoted by this term have a strong affinity with the revolt against reason and the open society. Nationalism appeals to our tribal instincts, and to our nostalgic desire to be relieved from the strain of individual responsibility which it attempts to replace by a collective or group responsibility. It is in keeping with these tendencies that we find that the oldest works on political theory, even that of the Old Oligarch, but more markedly those of Plato and Aristotle, express decidedly nationalist views; for these works were written in an attempt to combat the open society and the new ideas of imperialism, cosmopolitanism, and equalitarianism. But this early development of a nationalist political theory stops short with Aristotle. With Alexander's empire, genuine tribal nationalism disappears for ever from political practice, and for a long time from political theory. From Alexander onward, all the civilized states of Europe and Asia were empires, embracing populations of infinitely mixed origin. European civilization and all the political units belonging to it have remained international or, more precisely, inter-tribal ever since. (It seems that about as long before Alexander as Alexander was before us, the empire of ancient Sumer had created the first international civilization.) And what holds good of political practice holds good of political theory; until about a hundred years ago [about 1862, then], the Platonic-Aristotelian nationalism had practically disappeared from political doctrines. (Of course, tribal and parochial feelings were always strong.) When nationalism was revived a hundred years ago, it was in one of the most mixed of all the mixed regions of Europe, in Germany, and especially in Prussia with its largely Slav population. (It is not well known that barely a century ago, Prussia, with its then predominantly Slav population, was not considered a German state at all; though its kings, who as princes of Brandenburg were 'Electors' of the German Empire, were considered German princes. At the Congress of Vienna, Prussia was registered as a 'Slav kingdom'; and in 1830 Hegel still spoke even of Brandenburg and Mecklenburg as being populated by 'Germanized Slavs'.)

Thus it is only a short time since the principle of the national state was reintroduced into political theory. In spite of this fact, it is so widely accepted in our day that it is usually taken for granted, and very often unconsciously so. It now forms, as it were, an implicit assumption of popular political thought. It is even considered by many to be the basic postulate of political ethics, especially since Wilson's well-meant but less well-considered principle of national self-determination. How anybody who had the slightest knowledge of European history, of the shifting and mixing of all kinds of tribes, of the countless waves of peoples who had come forth from their original Asian habitat and split up and mingled when reaching the maze of peninsulas called the European continent, how anybody who knew this could ever have put forward such an inapplicable principle, is hard to understand. The explanation is that Wilson, who was a sincere democrat (and Masaryk also, one of the greatest of all fighters for the open society), fell victim to a movement that sprang from the most reactionary and servile political philosophy that had ever been imposed upon meek and long-suffering mankind. He fell a victim to his upbringing in the metaphysical political theories of Plato and Hegel, and to the nationalist movement based upon them.

The principle of the national state, that is to say, the political demand that the territory of every state should coincide with the territory inhabited by one nation, is by no means so self-evident as it seems to appear to many people to-day. Even if everybody knew what he meant when he spoke of nationality, it would be not at all clear why nationality should be accepted as a fundamental political category, more important for instance than religion, or birth within a certain geographical region, or loyalty to a dynasty, or a political creed like democracy (which forms, one might say, the uniting factor of multi-lingual Switzerland). But while religion, territory, or a political creed can be more or less clearly determined, NOBODY HAS EVER BEEN ABLE TO EXPLAIN WHAT HE MEANS BY A NATION [my emphasis], in a way that could be used as a basis for practical politics. (Of course, if we say that a nation is a number of people who live or have been born in a certain state, then everything is clear; but this would mean giving up the principle of the national state which demands that the state should be determined by the nation, and not the other way round.) None of the theories that maintain that a nation is united by a common origin, or a common language, or a common history, is acceptable, or applicable in practice. The principle of a national state is not only inapplicable but it has never been clearly conceived. It is a myth. It is an irrational, a romantic and Utopian dream, a dream of naturalism and of tribal collectivism.
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That's enough for now, I think. Next stop: Marx!


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(no subject) [Dec. 26th, 2006|03:02 am]
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I'm afraid I have more quotations from Karl Popper and "The Open Society and Its Enemies." The first is from chapter ten:

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This generation which marks a turning point in the history of mankind, I should like to call the Great Generation; it is the generation which lived in Athens just before, and during the Peloponnesian war. There were great conservatives among them, like Sophocles, or Thucydides. There were men among them who represent the period of transition; who were wavering, like Euripides, or sceptical, like Aristophanes. But there was also the great leader of democracy, Pericles, who formulated the principle of equality before the law and of political individualism, and Herodotus, who was welcomed and hailed in Pericles' city as the author of a work that glorified these principles. Protagoras, a native of Abdera who became influential in Athens, and his countryman Democritus must also be counted among the Great Generation. They formulated the doctrine that human institutions of language, custom, and law are not of the magical character of taboos but man-made, not natural but conventional, insisting, at the same time, that we are responsible for them. Then there was the school of Gorgias - Alcidamas, Lycophron and Antisthenes, who developed the fundamental tenets of anti-slavery, of a rational protectionism, and of anti-nationalism, i.e. the creed of the universal empire of men. And there was, perhaps the greatest of all, Socrates, who taught the lesson that we must have faith in human reason, but at the same time beware of dogmatism; that we must keep away from both misology, the distrust of theory and of reason, and from the magical attitude of those who make an idol of wisdom; who taught, in other words, that the spirit of science is criticism.

Since I have not so far said much about Pericles, and nothing at all about Democritus, I may use some of their own words in order to illustrate the new faith. First Democritus: 'Not out of fear but out of a feeling of what is right should we abstain from doing wrong.... Virtue is based, most of all, upon respecting the other man.... Every man is a little world of his own.... We ought to do our utmost to help those who have suffered injustice.... To be good means to do no wrong; and also, not to want to do wrong.... It is good deeds, not words, that count.... THe poverty of a democracy is better than the prosperity that allegedly goes with aristocracy or monarchy, just as libery is better than slavery.... The wise man belongs to all countries, for the home of a great soul is the whole world.' To him is due also that remark of a true scientist: 'I would rather find a single causal law than be the king of Persia!'

In their humanitarian and universalistic emphasis some of these fragments of Democritus sound, although they are of earlier date, as if they were directed against Plato. The same impression is conveyed, only much more strongly, by Pericles' famous funeral oration, delivered at least a half-century before the "Republic" was written [by Plato]. I have quoted two sentences from this oration in chapter 6 [but I have not!], when discussing equalitarianism, but a few passages may be quoted here more fully in order to give a clearer impression of its spirit. 'Our political system does not compete with institutions which are elsewhere in force. We do not copy our neighbours, but try to be an example. Our administration favours the many instead of the few: this is why it is called a democracy. The laws afford equal justice to all alike in their private disputes, but we do not ignore the claims of excellence. When a citizen distinguishes himself, then he will be called to serve the state, in preference to others, not as a matter of priviledge, but as a reward of merit; and poverty is no bar.... The freedom we enjoy extends also to ordinary life; we are not suspicious of one another, and do not nag our neighbour if he chooses to go his own way.... But this freedom does not make us lawless. We are taught to respect the magistrates and the laws, and never to forget that we must protect the injured. And we are also taught to observe those unwritten laws whose sanction lies only in the universal feeling of what is right...

'Our city is thrown open to the world; we never expel a foreigner.... We are free to live exactly as we please, and yet we are always ready to face any danger.... We love beauty without indulging in fancies, and although we try to improve our intellect, this does not weaken our will.... To admit one's poverty is no disgrace with us; but we consider it disgraceful not to make an effort to avoid it. An Athenian citizen does not neglect public affairs when attending to his private business.... We consider a man who takes no interest in the state not as harmless, but as useless; and although only a few may originate a policy, we are all able to judge it. We do not look upon discussion as a stumbling-block in the way of political action, but as an indispensible preliminary to acting wisely.... We believe that happiness is the fruit of freedom and freedom that of valour, and we do not shrink from the dangers of war.... To sum up, I claim that Athens is the School of Hellas [Greece], and that the individual Athenian grows up to develop a happy versatility, a readiness for emergencies, and self-reliance.'

These words are not merely an eulogy on Athens; they express the true spirit of the Great Generation. They formulate the political programme of a great equalitarian individualist, of a democrat who well understands that a democracy cannot be exhausted by the meaningless principle that 'the people should rule', but that it must be based on faith in reason, and on humanitarianism. At the same time, they are an expression of true patriotism, of just pride in a city which had made it its task to set an example; which became the school, not only of Hellas, but, as we know, of mankind, for millennia past and yet to come.
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What a tragedy, that this vision of democracy and freedom was lost for so many centuries. Plato, himself an ardent enemy of the open society, was nonetheless powerfully moved by Pericles' oration:

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Plato's greatest conflict arises from the deep impression made upon him by the example of Socrates, but his own oligarchic inclinations strive only too successfully against it. In the field of rational argument, the struggle is conducted by using the argument of Socrates' humanitarianism against itself.... Other traces of Plato's struggle can, I believe, be found in nearly every place where he turns against humanitarian ideas, especially in the "Republic".... But perhaps the clearest expression of the conflict can be found in the "Menexenus", that sneering reply to Pericles' funeral oration. Here, I feel, Plato gives himself away. In spite of his attempt to hide his feelings behind irony and scorn, he cannot but show how deeply he was impressed by Pericles' sentiments. This is how Plato makes 'Socrates' maliciously describe the impression made upon him by Pericles' oration: 'A feeling of exultation stays with me for more than three days; not until the fourth or fifth day, and not without an effort, do I come to my senses and realize where I am.' Who can doubt that Plato reveals here how seriously he was impressed by the creed of the open society, and how hard he had to struggle to come to his senses and to realize where he was - namely, in the camp of its enemies.
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Later in the same chapter, Popper discusses another of Plato's contributions to politics:

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Plato's strongest argument in this struggle was, I believe, sincere: According [sic] to the humanitarian creed, he argued, we should be ready to help our neighbours. The people need help badly, they are unhappy, they labour under a severe strain, a sense of drift. There is no certainty, no security in life, when everything is in flux. I am ready to help them. But I cannot make them happy without going to the root of the evil.

And he found the root of the evil. It is the 'Fall of Man', the breakdown of the closed society. this discovery convinced him that the Old Oligarch and his followers had been fundamentally right in favouring Sparta against Athens, and in aping the Spartan programme of arresting change. But they had not gone far enough; their analysis had not been carried sufficiently deep. They had not been aware of the fact, or had not cared for it, that even Sparta showed signs of decay, in spite of its heroic effort to arrest all change; that even Sparta had been half-hearted in her attempts at controlling breeding in order to eliminate the causes of the Fall, the 'variations' and 'irregularities' in the number as well as the quality of the ruling race. (Plato realized that population increase was one of the causes of the Fall.) Also, the Old Oligarch and his followers had thought, in their superficiality, that with the help of a tyranny, such as that of the Thirty, they would be able to restore the good old days. Plato knew better. The great sociologist saw clearly that these tyrannies were supported by, and that they were kindling in their turn, the modern revolutionary spirit; that they were forced to make concessions to the equalitarian cravings of the people; and that they had indeed played an important part in the breakdown of tribalism. Plato hated tyranny. Only hatred can see as sharply as he did in his famous description of the tyrant. Only a genuine enemy of tyranny could say that tyrants must 'stir up one war after another in order to make the people feel the need of a general', of a saviour from extreme danger. Tyranny, Plato insisted, was not the solution, nor any of the current oligarchies. Although it is imperative to keep the people in their place, their suppression is not an end in itself. The end must be the complete return to nature, a complete cleaning of the canvas. [This is a reference to Plato's conception of politics as the Royal Art - "It is an art of composition, like music, painting, or architecture. The Platonic politician composes cities, for beauty's sake", as Popper says.]

The difference between Plato's theory on the one hand, and that of the Old Oligarch and the Thirty on the other, is due to the influence of the Great Generation. Individualism, equalitarianism, faith in reason and love of freedom were new, powerful, and, from the point of view of the enemies of the open society, dangerous sentiments that had to be fought. Plato himself had felt their influence, and, within himself, he had fought them. His answer to the Great Generation was a truly great effort. It was an effort to close the door which had been opened, and to arrest society by casting upon it the spell of an alluring philosophy, unequalled in depth and richness. In the political field he added but little to the old oligarchic programme against which Pericles had once argued. But he discovered, perhaps unconsciously, the great secret of the revolt against freedom, formulated in our own day by Pareto: 'To take advantage of sentiments, not wasting one's energies in futile efforts to destroy them.' Instead of showing his hostility to reason, he charmed all intellectuals with his brilliance, flattering and thrilling them by his demand that the learned should rule. Although arguing against justice he convinced all righteous men that he was its advocate. Not even to himself did he fully admit that he was combating the freedom of thought for which Socrates had died; and by making Socrates his champion he persuaded all others that he was fighting for it. Plato thus became, unconsciously, the pioneer of the many propagandists who, often in good faith, developed the technique of appealing to moral, humanitarian sentiments, for anti-humanitarian, immoral purposes.
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There are several further quotations I wish to present, but the work in question moves beyond Plato shortly after this point, and a break seems to be in order.


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(no subject) [Dec. 26th, 2006|02:44 am]
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I was watching "The Adventures of Baron Munchausen" again today (I bought it a couple of days ago), and was reminded of a passage from Joseph Campbell's 1949 work, "The Hero of a Thousand Faces":

***
The problem of mankind today, therefore, is precisely the opposite to that
of men in the comparatively stable periods of those great co-ordinating
mythologies which are now known as lies. Then all meaning was in the group,
in the great anonymous forms, none in the self-expressive individual; today
no meaning is in the group -- none in the world: all is in the individual.
But there the meaning is absolutely unconscious. One does not know toward
what one moves. One does not know by what one is propelled. The lines of
communication between the conscious and the unconscious zones of the human
psyche have all been cut, and we have been split in two.

The hero-deed to be wrought is not today what it was in the century of
Galileo. Where then there was darkness, now there is light; but also, where
light was, there now is darkness. The modern hero-deed must be that of
questing to bring to light again the lost Atlantis of the co-ordinated soul.

Obviously, this work cannot be wrought by turning back, or away, from
what has been accomplished by the modern revolution; for the problem is
nothing if not that of rendering the modern world spiritually significant --
or rather (phrasing the same principle the other way round) nothing if not
that of making it possible for men and women to come to full human maturity
through the conditions of contemporary life. Indeed, these conditions them-
selves are what have rendered the ancient formulae ineffective, misleading,
and even pernicious. The community today is the planet, not the bounded
nation; hence the patterns of projected aggression which formerly served to
co-ordinate the in-group now can only break it into factions. The national
idea, with the flag as totem, is today an aggrandizer of the nusery ego, not
the annihilator of an infantile situation. Its parody-rituals of the parade
ground serve the ends of Holdfast, the tyrant dragon, not the God in whom
self-interest is annihilate. And the numerous saints of this anticult --
namely the patriots whose ubiquitous photographs, draped with flags, serve
as official icons -- are precisely the local threshold guardians (our demon
Sticky-hair) whom it is the first problem of the hero to surpass.

Nor can the great world religions, as at present understood, meet the
requirement. For they have become associated with the causes of the factions,
as instruments of propaganda and self-congratulation. (Even Buddhism has
lately suffered this degradation, in reaction to the lessons of the West.)
The universal triumph of the secular state has thrown all religious
organizations into such a definitely secondary, and finally ineffectual,
position that religious pantomime is hardly more today than a sanctimonious
exercise for Sunday morning, whereas business ethics and patriotism stand for
the remainder of the week. Such a monkey-holiness is not what the world
requires; rather, a transmutation of the whole social order is necessary, so
that through every detail and act of secular life the vitalizing image of the
universal god-man who is actually immanent and effective in all of us may
somehow be made known to consciousness.
***

A tall order!

But such clarity of vision more than fifty years ago....

However, I thought of this quotation in connection not only with "Baron Munchausen", but also with "Hero". If "Baron Munchausen" is about the difference an individual can make in the world at large, then "Hero" could be said to be about the extent to which an individual is subordinate to society. To the extent that movies in general reflect the culture of which they are born, these two movies underscore significant differences in perception between English-European (including American) culture and Chinese culture. To use a sports metaphor, the former culture glorifies the player making the big play, scoring the goal, hitting the home run, sinking the basket as the final second ticks off the scoreclock; while the latter glorifies the player who "takes one for the team", allowing his team to go on to victory.

Assuredly, there is room in the world for both kinds of heroes.



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(no subject) [Nov. 19th, 2006|01:13 am]
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"I am inclined to think rulers have rarely been above the average, either morally or intellectually, and often below it. And I think that it is reasonable to adopt, in politics, the principle of preparing for the worst, as well as we can, though we should, of course, at the same time try to obtain the best. It appears to me madness to base all our political efforts upon the faint hope that we shall be successful in obtaining excellent, or even competent, rulers."

Somewhat later...

"Institutions are like fortresses. They must be well designed and manned."

And...

"Institutions for the selection of the outstanding can hardly be devised. Institutional selection may work quite well for such purposes as Plato had in mind, namely for arresting change. But it will never work well if we demand more than that, for it will always tend to eliminate initiative and originality, and, more generally, qualities which are unusual and unexpected. This is not a criticism of political institutionalism. It only reaffirms what has been said before, that we should always prepare for the worst leaders, although we should try, of course, to get the best. But it is a criticism of the tendency to burden institutions, especially educational institutions, with the impossible task of selecting the best. This should never be made their task. This tendency transforms our educational system into a race-course, and turns a course of studies into a hurdle-race. Instead of encouraging the student to devote himself to his studies for the sake of studying, instead of encouraging in him a real love for his subject and for inquiry, he is encouraged to study for the sake of his personal career; he is led to acquire only such knowledge as is serviceable in getting him over the hurdles which he must clear for the skae of his advancement. In other words, even in the field of science, our methods of selection are based upon an appeal to personal ambition of a somewhat cruder form. (It is a natural reaction to this appeal if the eager student is looked upon with suspicion by his colleagues.) The impossible demand for an institutional selection of intellectual leaders endangers the very life not only of science, but of intelligence.
It has been said, only too truly, that Plato was the inventor of both our secondary schools and our universities. I do not know a better argument for an optimistic view of mankind, no better proof of their indestructible love for truth and decency, of their originality and stubbornness and health, than the fact that this devastating system of education has not utterly ruined them."

-Karl R. Popper, "The Open Society and Its Enemies", ch.7


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"Under pressure" [Nov. 18th, 2006|03:26 am]
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Had an interesting day Wednesday - had to go to the hospital because the scalp on the back of my head started tingling, and I had roving patches of quasi-numbness around the other parts of my melon, generally trending in a clockwise direction (as viewed from the top...). They checked my blood pressure when I got there - twice, because they didn't believe the first result - and found it to be something like 190/129. I gather that while this is not cause for drastic action like pumping out a couple of pints of blood, it is pretty darned high.

Not high enough to bump me up the priority list much, though, so I waited there for about eight hours and twenty minutes before I saw a doctor.

End result?

Heart is fine - ecg is normal, pulse is regular. Didn't seem to be a mini-stroke. Blood sugar was fine - 5.3, even though I'd had nothing solid to eat for the preceding fifteen hours (I had been worried about hypoglycemia and /or diabetes). Diagnosis? High blood pressure was causing the weird effects. Get yourself to a doctor, and get that treated.

...sigh...


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Like, wow, man.... [Nov. 15th, 2006|03:56 am]
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Just Dropped In (To See What Condition My Condition Was In)

I woke up this morning with the sundown shining in
I found my mind in a brown paper bag, but then
I tripped on a cloud and fell eight miles high
I tore my mind on a jagged sky
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in.

I pushed my soul in a deep dark hole and then I followed it in
I watched myself crawling out as I was crawling in
I got up so tight, I couldn't unwind
I saw so much, I broke my mind
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in.

Someone painted "April Fool" in big black letters on a DEAD END sign
I had my foot on the gas as I left the road and blew out my mind
Eight miles out of Memphis and I got no spare
Eight miles straight up downtown some where
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in.

-Mickey Newbury


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(no subject) [Oct. 29th, 2006|04:11 am]
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Remind me not to make healthy diet choices in the future: I decided to buy orange juice from a Coke machine Friday - instead of Coke - and ended up with food poisoning.

Junk food forever!


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I've got a soapbox, and I'm prepared to use it! [Oct. 26th, 2006|08:11 am]
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As I get older, increasingly decrepit, and decreasingly tolerant of the many...frictions of living our society and the manifest degeneration of our civilisation (cue grumpy old man!), I become more interested in ethics and morals - an interest that would, in an earlier era, doubtless lead to increasing religious fervour, narrow-mindedness, intolerance, et cetera.

I don't expect to follow that route, though.

I suppose I was started on this route by reading Pirsig's "Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance" and "Lila: An Inquiry Into Morals" while I was still impressionable (as the expression goes). One of the comments RP makes, in an attempt to explain what it is that he wants to talk about in "Zen", is that rather than discuss "What's new" - a broad, shallow question - he would instead be concerned with "What is best" - a question of narrow focus and deep penetration. It rather seems that our civ has become obsessed with the New to the exclusion of the Good, with unhappy consequences for us all.

Being at best a rather indifferent thinker myself, it has been my practise to gather the thoughts and opinions of others through books. Naturally, the opinions one gathers depend greatly on the books one reads, and you can chase a long way down a path that seemed to be headed in the right direction when you stepped onto it, before you can be sure if you're on the *right* path. Side trips can be interesting, however, and so can "vacations", when you deliberately follow a path you do not agree with....

Anyway, somehow or other, I got wind of Karl Popper. Perhaps Ned Beaumont mentioned his name in "The Policeman Is Your Friend and Other Lies". Suffice to say, I picked up Popper's "The Open Society and Its Enemies" in a two-volume paperback set published by Priceton University Press. (A rather daunting work, given that volume one alone - which is 360 pages long - contains 160 pages of notes, addenda, and indeces!)

Popper, in his introduction, says:

-Although I am mainly interested in the methods of physics (and consequently in certain technical problems which are far removed from the concerns of this book), I have also been interested for many years in the problem of the somewhat unsatisfactory state of some of the social sciences and especially of social philosophy. This, of course, raises the problem of their methods. My interest in this problem was greatly stimulated by the rise of totalitarianism, and the failure of the various social sciences and social philosophies to make sense of it.
-In this connection, one point appeared to me particularly urgent.
-One hears too often the suggestion that some form or other of totalitarianism is inevitable. Many who because of their intelligence and training should be held responsible for what they say, announce that there is no escape from it. They ask us whether we are really naive enough to believe that democracy can be permanent; whether we do not see that it is just one of the many forms of government that come and go in the course of history. They argue that democracy, in order to fight totalitarianism, is forced to copy its methods and thus to become totalitarian itself. Or they assert that our industrial system cannot continue to function without adopting the methods of collectivist planning, and they infer from the inevitability of a collectivist economic system that the adoption of totalitarian forms of social life is also inevitable.
-Such arguments may sound plausible enough. But plausibility is not a reliable guide in such matters. In fact, one should not enter into a discussion of these specious arguments before having considered the following question of method: Is it within the power of any social science to make such sweeping historical prophesies? Can we expect to get more than the irresponsible reply of the soothsayer if we ask a man what the future has in store for mankind?
-This is a question of the method of the social sciences. It is clearly more fundamental than any criticism of any particular argument offered in support of any historical prophesy.
-A careful examination has led me to the conviction that such sweeping historical prophecies are entirely beyond the scope of scientific method. The future depends on ourselves, and we do not depend on any historical necessity.

Popper has an axe to grind, as his target are those he refers to as "historicists", people who subscribe to "historicism", an attitude for which he provides what he calls "a brief description" in chapter one:

-It is widely believed that a truly scientific or philosophical attitude towards politics, and a deeper understanding of social life in general, must be based upon a contemplation and interpretation of human history. While the ordinary man takes the setting of his life and the importance of his personal experiences and petty struggles for granted, it is said that the social scientist or philosopher has to survey things from a higher plane. He sees the individual as a pawn, as a somewhat insignificant instrument in the general development of mankind. And he finds that the really important actors on the Stage of History are either the Great Nations and their Great Leaders, or perhaps the Great Classes, or the Great Ideas. However this may be, he will try to understand the meaning of the play which is performed on the Historical Stage; he will try to understand the laws of historical development. If he succeeds in this, he will, of course, be able to predict future developments. He might then put politics upon a solid basis, and give us practical advice by telling us which political actions are likely to succeed or likely to fail.

[Does that remind anyone else of Isaac Asimov and "psychohistory" from the Foundation books?]

Returning to the introduction (but not where we left off! ;-) ):

-In tracing the development of historicism, I found that the dangerous habit of historical prophesy, so widespread among our intellectual leaders, has various functions. It is always flattering to belong to the inner circle of the initiated, and to possess the unusual power of predicting the course of history. Besides, there is a tradition that intellectual leaders are gifted with such powers, and not to possess them may lead to loss of caste. The danger, on the other hand, of their being unmasked as charlatans is very small, since they can always point out that it is certainly permissible to make less sweeping predictions; and the boundaries between these and augury are fluid.
-But there are sometimes further and perhaps deeper motives for holding historicist beliefs. The prophets who prophesy the coming of a millennium may give expression to a deep-seated feeling of dissatisfaction; and their dreams may give hope and encouragement to some who can hardly do without them. But we must also realize that their influence is liable to prevent us from facing the daily tasks of social life. And those minor prophets who announce that certain events, such as a lapse into totalitarianism (or perhaps into 'managerialism'), are bound to happen may, whether they like it or not, be instrumental in bringing these events about. Their story that democracy is not to last for ever is as true, and as little to the point, as the assertion that human reason is not to last for ever, since only democracy provides an institutional framework that permits reform without violence, and so the use of reason in political matters. But their story tends to discourage those who fight totalitarianism; its motive is to support the revolt against civilization. A further motive, it seems, can be found if we consider that historicist metaphysics are apt to relieve men from their responsibilities. If you know that things are bound to happen whatever you do, then you may feel free to give up the fight against them. You may, more especially, give up the attempt to control those things which most people agree to be social evils, such as war; or, to mention a smaller but nevertheless important thing, the tyranny of the petty official.

...Like a Canada Customs and Revenue Agency auditor, disallowing deductions for a small business, and threatening subsequent audits as punishment for raising objections.

But surely such arguments could also apply to the fight against terrorism no less than that against totalitarianism, and didn't Benjamin Franklin say something about those giving up a little freedom for a little security not deserving the one or gaining the other?

Thank you for reading this far!

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Strangely enough, I feel that I had a good day today.

I'm not really sure what I could point to over the course of the day to say "this went really well", or "I'm proud of this", or anything like that; in fact, a number of things went rather badly, but it did not destroy my mood. Perhaps it's a combination of getting maybe six hours of sleep as opposed to the four- to five- that I usually get during the week, plus the brisk fall afternoon when my day finally did get rolling (I work evenings/nights, for those of you who are wondering), but "whatever the reason, his heart or his shoes...."

On the way down to Cornwall (Ontario) I saw a coyote crossing the road in front of me, and on the way back from Montreal, a shooting star.


Parenthetically, my life is quite simple, and requires little input from me to keep ticking over. It always amazes me, these little glimpses I get into your lives, that you all manage to get so! much! done! and still have time and sometimes even energy to put into recreational activities and getting together with friends.


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Nuts, revisited [Sep. 20th, 2006|02:50 am]
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I beg the indulgence of my illustrious Readers while their humble correspondent returns to an unpleasant subject - the shootings in Montreal on September 13. On September 16th, I posted a brief comment on the subject. I now feel that I was too brief, and that I need to explain my views a little less vaguely.

What I was trying to get across is that I consider our society here in Canada - and certainly in many if not most other areas of the world, but to varying degrees - to be "broken". Some of the ways that it is broken are subtle, and some are rather glaring. Some are quite dependent upon the viewpoint and opinions of the observer, and so on. (Population increase and the continuing tendency to crowd the largest fraction of our people into cities, where they can rub up against and piss off each other until violence ensues may be at the root of a lot of the bad stuff that is happening. We might learn some interesting things about packing large populations into small areas by studying the societies that were developed in the Far East - areas with long histories of high population densities. Unfortunately, I would think that it would be necessary to study these societies as they existed prior to the time when they began to be influenced by European societies, which would certainly complicate the task somewhat.) Some of the problems are getting better, but many are getting worse. Crimes of the general type seen at Dawson College in Montreal seem to be increasing in frequency, for example, and this prompted me to offer the hope that really smart people were studying this particularly broken aspect of our society.

However, if I may quote from a comment to my original post by trans_nat, "From what I understand, this latest shooting was yet another case of society mistreating the individual in question to the point where he feels he has no choiuce but to lash back at society. Just as in Montreal 1989, Columbine, Taber AB, etc... The only way to fix it is for society to stop leaving people behind."

This would represent a somewhat different viewpoint, if I intrepret this comment correctly. Here we have a society which is not broken, but instead negligent, incompetent, or at the very least, lazy. It thus allows individuals to be abandoned, or even actively mistreats some of the individuals within it to the point of more or less homicidal violence. Not a pretty picture, certainly.

I would think that we would both agree that society has responsibilities to the individuals living within it.

But a society is made up of individuals, and if society has responsibilities to all its constituent individuals, then every individual has responsibilities to every other individual. Among those responsibilities would be that we are courteous and respectful of those we encounter who offer us no harm, even if we may find them somewhat annoying or otherwise unpleasant. And we should be especially kind to those who, genuinely trying to help, reach out to us or to others - even to strangers - as it is only through them that society does not leave even more people behind.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I was sitting around the campfire with some of my personal demons the other night, while "the stars o'erhead were dancing heel and toe"*, and the general consensus among them was that it was fortunate that the Dawson College shooter, Kimveer Gill, was a rather inept example of the type. Packing all of those weapons and giving free reign to all that rage, having shot 20 people, to have killed only one seemed to them almost pathetic.

* Robert Service, "The Cremation of Sam McGee", l.18
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Just to prove you can find a taoist almost anywhere:

CONTENTMENT

An ancient gaffer once I knew,
Who puffed a pipe and tossed a tankard;
Who claimed a hundred years and two,
And for a dozen more he hankered;
So o'er a pint I asked how he
Had kept his timbers tight together;
He grinned and answered: "It maun be
Because I likes all kinds o' weather.

"For every morn when I get up
I lights me clay pipe wi' a cinder,
And as me mug o' tea I sup
I looks from out the cottage winder;
And if it's shade or if it's shine
Or wind or snow befit to freeze me,
I always say, 'Well, now, that's fine...
It's just the sort o' day to please me.'

"For I have found it wise in life
To take the luck the way it's coming;
A wake, a worry, or a wife -
Just carry on and keep a-humming.
And so I lights me pipe o' clay,
And though the morn on blizzard borders,
I chuckle in me guts and say:
'It's just the day the doctor orders.'"

A mighty good philosophy
Thought I, and leads to longer living,
To make the best of things that be,
And take the weather of God's giving;
So though the sky be ashen grey,
And winds be edged and sleet be slanting,
Heap faggots on the fire and say:
"It's just the kind of day I'm wanting."

>>>Robert Service


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Nuts [Sep. 16th, 2006|04:25 am]
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I am continually confronted by the problem of knowing what to say in this venue. It all feels like whining or pontificating. The recent shooting spree in Montreal is not helping. My sympathies go out to the victims and their friends and families, but how does our society keep producing these wackos? What are we doing so wrongly that drives people to strike out randomly like that?

Is there anything that we can do to "fix" our society? Or can a society be fixed from within? How can you get the necessary perspective to even see what the real problems are?

There are precedents for people "running amok". Are there any similarities in the cases? In the societies?

Many questions, so few answers.

I hope someone is studying this stuff. A lot of someones. A lot of *really* *smart* someones.


Maybe a little ancient wisdom is in order:

>31
>AGAINST WAR
>
>Even the best weapon
>is an unhappy tool,
>hateful to living things.
>So the follower of the Way
>stays away from it.
>
>Weapons are unhappy tools,
>not chosen by thoughtful people,
>to be used only when there is no choice,
>and with a calm, still mind,
>without enjoyment.
>To enjoy using weapons
>is to enjoy killing people,
>and to enjoy killing people
>is to lose your share in the common good.
>
>It is right that the murder of many people
>be mourned and lamented.
>It is right that a victor in war
>be received with funeral ceremonies.

>>>Tao-Te Ching, ch. 31, Ursula K. LeGuin's version.


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Marketing Christianity [Sep. 2nd, 2006|03:50 am]
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It occurred to me recently that, collectively, the Christian churches do not seem to be extracting full value from the "judgement day" scenario.

Let me explain. (I know you didn't ask, but it's my lj and I'll post if I want to!) You get called up before God, to be judged for the indiscretions, sins, and good works of your life. Infinite love, infinite wisdom, infinite knowledge, infinite power. Whatever. Now, this judgement is reported to be mercilessly fair, and you will realize this as you are being judged. So far, so good. Take it a step further, though: while you are there being judged, so is everyone else, and you know that they are also getting exactly - *exactly*! - what they deserve, too. Pedophiles, murderers, abusive fathers, corrupt officials, Hitler, Osama, everyone.

They all get what's coming to them.

Rather seductive, isn't it? (Those who don't believe in "judgement day" could consider this a consolation prize, if it turns out they're wrong...)


55 [11]
>Thirty spokes unite in one hub;
>It is precisely where there is nothing, that we find the
> usefulness of the wheel.
>We fire clay and make vessels;
>It is precisely where there's no substance, that we find the
> usefulness of clay pots.
>We chisel out doors and windows;
>It is precisely in these empty spaces, that we find the
> usefulness of the room.
>Therefore, we regard having something as beneficial;
>But having nothing as useful.

>>>Te-Tao Ching, translated by Robert G. Hendricks ch 55 (trad ch 11)


>Lear: This is nothing, fool.
>Fool: Then 'tis like the breath
> of an unfeed lawyer: you gave me nothing for it.
> Can you make no use of nothing, nuncle?
>Lear: Why, no, boy. Nothing can be made out of nothing.

>>>King Lear, William Shakespeare


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(no subject) [Aug. 28th, 2006|02:18 pm]
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It's Monday again, a beautiful, hot, sunny day after a rather substandard Sunday. It rather rubs salt in the wound of going back to work, doesn't it? Mind you, I hate getting wet while I'm working, but a rainy day would suit the mood better, of course.

A spring day at the edge of the world.
On the edge of the world once more the day slants.
The oriole cries, as though it were its own tears
Which damp even the topmost blossoms on the tree.

-Li Shang-Yin, exile, 9th century CE


-Ox


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(no subject) [Aug. 27th, 2006|11:26 pm]
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2
SOUL FOOD

Everybody on earth knowing
that beauty is beautiful
makes ugliness.

Everybody knowing
that goodness is good
makes wickedness.

For being and nonbeing
arise together;
hard and easy
complete each other;
long and short
shape each other;
high and low
depend on each other;
note and voice
make music together;
before and after
follow each other.

That's why the wise soul
does without doing,
teaches without talking.

The things of this world
exist, they are;
you can't refuse them.

To bear and not to own;
to act and not lay claim;
to do the work and let it go:
for just letting it go
is what makes it stay.

-chapter 2 of The Tao Te Ching, as interpreted (but not translated) by Ursula K. LeGuin


I shall clasp my hands together and bow to the corners of the 'net.
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Privacy [Aug. 26th, 2006|04:11 am]
I shall clasp my hands together and bow to the corners of the 'net.


Today I would like to talk about RFID chips, because I don't want to talk about work. For those who don't know, RFID stands for Radio Frequency IDentification, and the chip is a tiny (!) little device that broadcasts a unique (this "unique" thing is important, so pay attention!) identification number when it is queried by a radio frequency (surprize!) reader. They generated a certain amount of excitement a few years ago when Wal-Mart announced that they were going to require that their major suppliers insert RFID tags into the products that Wal-Mart was going to sell.
People freaked out, and Wal-Mart backed down.
But the chips didn't go away - lots of people think these things are a great idea. Powerful people. Influential people.
RFID chips are now installed in the Euro banknotes, starting in 2005. They can also apparently be found in the new American twenties, if not other bills as well.
Let's consider a couple of implications.
Imagine, if you will, that a few years from now you walk into a Wal-Mart and buy a pair of jeans. Let's say you pay for them with your credit card. In the process of the transaction, the RFID chip in the jeans is scanned into the point-of-sale (POS) system, so that the alarms won't go off when you leave the store, and the RFID number is also recorded as part of this transaction "in case you need to return the jeans", and it is also associated with your credit card.... Now anyone who can access Wal-Mart's database can access that information. Creeped out yet? We're not done....
The next time you walk into a Wal-Mart - any Wal-Mart - wearing those jeans, you are scanned and personally identified by the unique id number broadcasted by the RFID chip when it was quizzed by the reader in the store.
Think stores will share information? You betcha! For a price....
We're still not done, though....
Okay, you've walked into Wal-Mart, and you've been identified, and they've called up your credit rating, and everything you've bought there in the past five years, and they've scanned everything you're wearing. (Fancy underwear might go right out of fashion!) Money has chips, too. They've counted how much money you have in your wallet!
The scanners work at a distance, like 20-30-40 feet, and are quite unobtrusive - nothing so obvious as those magnetic things at the entrances of record stores - so it will be impossible to tell when you are being scanned, or by whom. It is not much of a stretch to imagine a felon with a scanner and access to a database of money id numbers scanning individuals passing by to determine a good subject for a mugging (presumably he would identify a target for some accomplices - he wouldn't want his equipment to be damaged) based on the amount of money the victim was carrying. Setting up near the door of a bank, perhaps....

Kinda looks like any semblance of privacy is going to pretty darned elusive, eh?

-Ox

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