a thread for mundane ironists

It’s in that culture, but that is at most one of the causes, and I don’t think it is always a cause. And it is often fatal. At some point the body must be screaming that it is threatened and yet this is gone past. I can’t see this as other than a willingness to potentially die rather than live without control or with more weight, etc.

yes.

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yes, if this group is choosing to die, we are dealing with some kind of supernatural form of choice.

[b]Bianco Luno

The compunction to shield from horrifying thoughts, art-objects, substances, experiences…:small children and women…
If I didn’t feel that an eight year old ought to be introduced to pornography at the first spark of curiosity, toured through a slaughter-house as part of a school field trip, permitted to drink and drive, make free use of any mind-altering substance or medium (e.g., television) as might encourage them to dream of worse things, witness an execution or shadow an ambulance—if I might have my way and every child learn by watching its parents copulate about the beginning of its history, and curiosity only determine not just which but the order of its objects—if I expected much result from this, then I would not object to the request that my writing be more accessible.
But although I am able to vouch for its usefulness in a small chamber of my heart, I expect it everywhere else to convey back to the keen ears of haters the sympathy scrutable in the lined faces of the “innocent” and “sensitive”, who alone can appreciate what horrifies and outrages; the others, who define and hoard “horror” and “outrage”: poseurs all.[/b]

Is it good or is it bad that only the tiniest fraction of the world’s population will read this stuff? And among them only a fraction still will be poseurs. And only a fraction still more will be moderators.

This is not really a response to your question, but a response to this guy…

Some of his wording is interesting and sometimes I get a new angle on an old issue, but
he seems to be posing as something.

something a little Nietscziean, someone likely to be rejected and projected on. A bit of an outsider, I tell it like it is swagger
that so far is not justified by insights.

As this:

As logician the imperative is to labor the obvious; as poet to make it cryptic.

At SAPC, the logician appears; here the poet. And that is because here less is obvious.

Or so it seems to me.

[b]Bianco Luno

While I do not easily suffer from an -ist attitude, I am susceptible to the autistic disorders that assail estranged existences.[/b]

Do the autistic assail an estranged existence? It would seem they make these distinctions from an entirely predictable point of view.

I used to notice more.
My sight is not as impressed as before by what is commonly in focus for us.
I see patterns pretty clearly.
Answers crowd my mind before a single genuine question can enter.
Before the fierce white light cauterizes her retina and renders her sensible, a mad person must cup her hands to her eyes to hear.

Or cup her hands to her ears to see. However, what does she cup to her mind to think? And wasn’t it Emile Cioran who marveled at Nietzsche’s luck to have died insane?

Sure, I can enjoy cryptic. Or perhaps ambiguous writing, or even polyphonic or multi-interpretable. I can enjoy that. It’s just he seems self-infatuated without the necessary depth. I don’t get much new, yet, from him.

I won’t continue what are basically value judgments without argument, but could you give me an example of something from him that was cryptic, but you felt was very useful or insightful?

Maybe, but you might as well argue over what a particular poem or song “means”. Sometimes words circling around and around something is just the authors way of suggesting there’s no place to land. The words nudge you more toward a subjunctive reflection on the world. And that is as useful as it needs to be as far as I am concerned.

For the other stuff, you can always flip over to the SAPC. For me though he is less effective communicating there than here. And back then this guy was rather contemptuous of me.

[b]Bianco Luno

A little bit of sexism.
“They don’t need your sympathy, they need your humiliation.
Learn to crush all that makes you most male.
How can you maintain your dignity in the face of that? Your dignity is the very thing in the way.
Be crushed and you shall crush, and you must crush what is male in them to have yours vindicated.
This can only be achieved by a kind of spiritual self-violence, though they—being what they are: averse to sudden movements—will not stand for this.
But always remember, be courteous, for even if you fail at the bigger task (and you will), if you do this at least, you will be well thought of.
And isn’t this what you want? No? Tell me, you pathetic creature, you.”[/b]

Is this quoted in first person, second person, third person?..singular, plural?..past, present, future? Or is it a biological fact in which philosophical speculation is quite beside the point?

But this is a defense of cryptic. I have no problem with ambiguity and crypticness, per se. I just don’t see much depth.

I can read a good poem with a lot of ambiguity or layers and then I can read a bad poem with the same things. The better poems must handle the language in beautiful ways, but they are also more likely to stimulate my mind in ways the crypticness of a poor poem will not.

So the issue is not degree of clarity. The issue for me is, does the guy have anything interesting in his cryptic language?

What have you found that was useful, profound, deep in some of his cryptic writings? What did it mean to you? What did it do?

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I am not surprised he expressed contempt. That seems to be part of his persona and or real personality. I would hope that someone who could communicate valuably cryptically could also do that with clarity.

But it was a “playful” contempt. His way [perhaps] of suggesting the futility of seeking clarity where things are only clearly ambiguous instead.

It’s nice of you to come up with a good reason for him expressing contempt for you and then also a potential reason why he doesn’t communicate so well there.’

I quoted poorly in the last post, so if you go back you can see I responded more inside the quotes. I’ll change it now. Again, I am not against ambiguous commincation, per se. In some situations it can be terrible, but in philosophy it can be fine. However, I am still hoping to find out why this person’s crytpic communication is valuable to you. Not in general, but with a specific example that you found useful, deep, profound, enlightening…etc.

But I suspect there are folks here at ilp who feel threatened by it. Agree or disagree with them about this or that, fine…but don’t argue that either or neither side either or neither is right or wrong. They have logic [and demand logic] for practically everything.

Am I not equally cryptic here, in turn? And the examples I give of the ambiguity I am awash in is everywhere. Abortion, in particular. But many of my posts relating to identity, value judgments and the limitations of language [re words and worlds] are bursting at the seams with irony.

I am an ironist who makes the assumption that Luno is an ironist too. At least in the Notebooks.

[b]Bianco Luno

Metaphor for Rationality: A Ticking Clock.
Each piece of the finely wrought mechanism, working through the properties and the permission of matter, of physics, does its job, what it was designed to do, in a way we are drawn to admire because we (like it) are such small creatures in time which almost casually—in return for being measured—will (and also not without its own grace) confer upon this machine a last conscious moment then recover its parts for itself.
Now logic, it is in respectable quarters assumed, is as reliable a guide as we may possess to the better understanding of what happens in time.
It is the most reliable thing in the universe, I think.
(Reliable, as though this had much interest for us.)
Like this clock, it attempts by taking the measure to possess what destroys it.
It is the most reliable thing in the universe, all the same.
For what is time?
What does it promise you?
Why do we expect it to stop for us?[/b]

A clock ticking time like a heart pumping blood: until it stops. In the interim though all hell can break loose. Does that seem logical? And where does it fit into all that space?

Sure.

I don’t think you are being cryptic, but simply not meeting my request. Sure, you have defended ambiguity, but that’s not about this particular philosopher. Sure, you have given us a wealth of quotes by this guy and your responses, but this isn’t what I am asking for. I am asking for you to give an example of something cryptic this guy said that you found valuable and then how you found this valuable, useful, etc.

Obviously you are free not to do this, but I would end up wondering why.

You certainly present arguments in a number of threads that are meant to be clear and logical. You do post with the goal of clarity, frequently as far as I can tell. In fact, I would say this is the primary way you post. You often do this in defense of ambiguity.

So what I am asking for is for you to use this kind of writing you regularly use to show me what you have gotten from this philosopher in a concrete instance. So I can connect, at least a little bit, with your reasons for posting so much of his writing here. Why this writer and not some other cryptic writer?

Well, my aim here is to articulate [as best I can] my own particular subjunctive reaction to Luno’s words. He seems intent on fabricating his own elliptical reactions—problematic ambiguities [of the “poet”] that reflect the complex interaction between “in my head” and “out in the world”.

But only with respect to those relationships that warrant it.

Regarding complex concerns like these, there is always going to be a gap between what we want and what others give. I am saying what I think I mean, you are reading what you think I’m saying. But what I think I mean here is necessarily a reflection of dasein. The gaps between us are the whole point.

In his own way, Luno seems to recognize the implications of why, over and over again, “what we have here is a failure to communicate”, is the norm. Like me, he wouldn’t expect us to succeed.

On the other hand, he might read these very words and snicker all the more at me. Or maybe I’m getting closer to his own sense of futility.

But over and again I note there are any number of things we can be clear and logical about.

This particular cryptic writer [through Olivia] introduced me to Emile Cioran and Fernando Pessoa. Read them long enough and you will become entangled in “the trouble with being born”.

But then the gap between an intellectual wager like this and the life you happen to live can [of course] be considerable.

[b]Bianco Luno

Some persons have a moral right to oppress others; you will reckon which those are.
We need hope they are compassionate, or at least informed by a passion of some kind or other for us to curry.
Why can’t I take comfort in the laws of logic or morality or even a historicist’s conversation? I think I am broken or misbegotten.
Don’t dash my hope—contra-indications aside—that you maybe aren’t.
I stroke my cat and begin to weep.
I revert.
I become the emulsification of holy water.
My body aches.
I believe that even in death I will know pain.
Because I don’t know that it (death) is sufficient to kill off the knowing smile, and because, while alive, I never learned to smile properly, according to custom.
I can’t experience even self-pity as the handbooks say.
My tears must not be real: blood of the mind or something.[/b]

Been there, done that.
But we can no more be there and do that underground than we can up on the surface. And I have narrowed this down to 3 explanations:

1] dasein
2] dasein
3] dasein

Sure, and I am not saying that is wrong. I am not saying stop that.

I am asking for something in addition.

I don’t see this as a complex concern, actually. If you told me there was an amazing poet who changed you life and we were having tea, I might ask you if you remember some lines that you especially liked. After you said them aloud, I might ask…so what do these do for you that changed your life? Of course you might find it hard to articulate this, but the concern/desire on my part is simple.

You haven’t yet said you cannot articulate why Bruno is so important to you. So I am asking, so what did one thing he said do for you. The answer may be complicated. The first part with the quote is simple. But explaining how it affected you could be complex, but the concern is not.

there is always going to be a gap between what we want and what others give. I am saying what I think I mean, you are reading what you think I’m saying. But what I think I mean here is necessarily a reflection of dasein. The gaps between us are the whole point.

Then he would be wasting his time, or?

I never said anything to contradict this here. I was merely pointing out that you do communicate with the intention of clarity ON OCCASION. And you could, therefore, do this in response to my request. So…what is a particular quote of his that had a strong effect on you and to the best of your ability, what happened when you read it, what ideas did you have in response, what insights have you gained or any other practical changes from reading it?

I’ve read the former and enjoyed him. He seems deeper to me than this guy. Though a bit of a one trick pony focused on that issue you mention, at least in the work I read of his. I think one could, for example, explain how this idea of people being distorted by their trauma/fear of being born is an example of how one could also approach my request with Bruno.

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Such an explanation does not have to be complete or mean that is all you learned or all that is there to find in the philosopher/quote, but that’s the idea.

I’ll give up here, but I find this rather odd.

Someone spends an incredible amount of time focusing on a thinker. I request a response explaining what changes/insight this thinker has given that person, using a concrete example.

This is taken as criticism of responding subjectively. Let me be clear: I am not being critical of your thread mode. I am asking you to, in addition, do something else.

It seems like I am here being told that some subjects one cannot be clear about. Sure, it can be hard and perhaps impossible in certain instances. On the other hand, why not try?

If his main message is ‘things cannot be communicated’ I vastly prefer the whole Zen approach to this. Why entangle the mind with a bunch of words and seeming ideas and insight, when this is not supposed to be effective? How sillly.

“Simple” and “complex” become entwined in how a particular dasein connects a particular set of dots. Here we are discussing what I construe to be complex mental, emotional and psychological reactions—reactions that then become entangled in our behaviors existentially “out in the world”. Or, rather, they do for me. And in ways I believe cannot be pinned down by the philosopher. The poet merely does the best he can. I react to Luno subjunctively—peculiarly as dasein.

I feel – viscerally, intuitively – the manner in which he approaches the relationship between words and worlds [in the Notebooks] is how I have come to approach it too. It is the manner in which I have come to understand the meaning of “identity” and “value judgments” embodied in “dasein”.

This is comforting, consoling to me. I feel less alone regarding how I think I understand my “self” out in the “world”. But, again, he may well scoff at all this. But that’s his business.

What does it mean to “waste time” once you have come to accept that human existence is essentially meaningless and absurd? Every behavior can be rationalized from a particular point of view. I wouldn’t read [or expose others to] Luno if it didn’t have some meaning or significance in my life.

[Or we can even argue over “natalism”—whether it is “moral” to bring new life into the world at all…a world suffused with suffering]

But, then, like me, Luno may well be wrong. In any event, thinking about stuff like this is just something I have come to do. Just like you.

But you seem to want this pinned down to a “particular quote”. Something more concrete. But Luno will always remain entangled in my exchange with Olivia…and in her relationship with Victor.

In other words, I really don’t understand what you are asking me to do beyond what motivated me to start reading the Notebooks again. And to bring them in here.

If you read Victor at SAPC you know there are any number of things he recognizes as still well within the bounds of philosophy. And Zen I always associate with Buddhism. And Buddhism with religion. In other words, with yet another rendition of “enlightenment” able to lead one’s soul to “immortality”.

Now, Luno [like me, the “nihilist”] can be accused of espousing/expounding his own dogmatic sense of “the way things are”; but only as an ironist. Or is the ironist guilty of the same “bad faith”.

Here, however, we arrive once again at Wittgenstein’s, “whereof one cannot speak, thereof one must be silent.”

Yeah, right. Like the human mind is programmed to do that!

While it can be frustrating, there is a legitimate reason for it. And you see it a lot in French exposition as it is explicitly pursued by thinkers such as Lacan, Foucault, and I also think (though I’ve never heard it said) Derrida and Deluez and Guattarri. The reason given is that the author does not wish to fix meaning for the reader, but would rather act as a guide to the reader’s own interpretation, to play the role of an influence on the reader’s own process rather than an authoritarian controller. Roland Barthes refers to it as Writerly text as compared to Readerly. Although I’m not really sure this is necessary in that, regardless of how clear a piece of writing is, it seems to me that the reader still determines for themselves what meanings to accept, what to make of them, and what meanings not to accept.

This has always been a personal source of tension for me as I tend to draw towards obscure text because what I know through second hand interpretations only to find myself frustrated by it. As I’ve recently realized about myself, I find myself drawn to French ideas while being equally drawn to the American style of exposition. Although, I did find myself locked in a similar situation with Rorty’s Philosophy and the Mirror of Naturein that I kept going. repeatedly, over the first two sections and never getting to the third, and only recently found out, through a reader’s guide, that I’m not the only one who has trouble with first two when the third section, because of its accessibility, is the primary reason for the book’s popularity outside of philosophy departments. This is why I have recently made a commitment to utilize more of the second hand interpretations rather than spend all my time fumbling around with the original text. With the time I have for this, I see no reason not to let others do the work for me. I just have too much on my plate not to.

Hi. there seems to be something odd about the communication here.

I not only have nothing against cryptic communication, I am in favor of it in many situations.

My point is not to criticize ambiguity AT ALL.

I am just trying to understand what Iamb gets from this guy he quotes so much here. I would love to see this working from a specific quote.

Let’s take Cesar Vallejo. A great poet. Makes the philosopher Iam is quoting sound like he is carefully describing how to turn on a toaster in terms of clarity. CV poetry is unbelievably dense, often non-grammatical, very complicated and yes, ambiguous. However if someone asks me why I love him and what I get out of him, I could quote a specific poem and go into why and what I get out of it. This would nto be a complete explanation and I might even be confused about some of what he means. I wouldn’t even try to be thorough. Nevertheless I could explain my interest in the poet.

It seems to me if a philosopher is valuable some kind of paraphras and interpretation can be made and a fan should be able to describe what a specific piece of writing did.