Absurdity
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In the past month or so I've made the drive from Los Angeles to San Francisco and back three and a half times. The quickest way is to take the 5 freeway for 200-odd miles through the barren wasteland of central California, which can be hypnotically dull. Since I'm not cultured enough to have a broad library of music to keep me entertained for such a long drive, I've been downloading philosophy podcasts to listen to by the guys at The Partially Examined Life.
On the whole they are very well done and usually manage to be simultaneously entertaining and thought-provoking. Some of my favorites have been their episodes on Nietzsche's The Gay Science (#84, which compelled me to buy the book), Schopenhauer's essays on reading writing and thinking (#94), Kierkegaard's thoughts on the self (#29), Heidegger on being (#32), Foucault on power (#49), and Cormac McCarthy's novel No Country for Old Men (#63).
Several of the episodes I've listened to recently, specifically on Schopenhauer, Nietzsche, Emerson, and Thoreau, focus to vary extents on authenticity and originality, and in particular on having original thoughts. All of them deal in different ways with being a critical reader and not allowing yourself to be influenced to oppressively by those who have come before you and other authors who have been canonized (which is ironic since all of those thinkers have subsequently be canonized). I remember in their discussion on Schopenhauer saying that he even praised a sort of bold naivete that wasn't afraid to labor long and hard to arrive at some insight that had been discovered before by someone prominent, that it is a good in itself to ditch the road on occasion and hack your own way through the jungle.
Of course, the enveloping irony of my reflection on this is that I am driven to it by the influence of these great thinkers, perhaps even to the point of anxiety that I have not been original enough, that I stand on the shoulders of giants to frequently and it's causing the muscles in my legs to atrophy and render me an intellectual cripple who can't even take a step down the paved road, let alone clear dense brush and fight off the jaguars.
The tl;dr of the matter is this: What value is there in ignoring those who have come before you and trying to start from some level ignorance? How do you keep a critical distance an avoid losing yourself in your influences? Do you need some practice figuring things out without the insight of the old masters in order to surpass them?
On the whole they are very well done and usually manage to be simultaneously entertaining and thought-provoking. Some of my favorites have been their episodes on Nietzsche's The Gay Science (#84, which compelled me to buy the book), Schopenhauer's essays on reading writing and thinking (#94), Kierkegaard's thoughts on the self (#29), Heidegger on being (#32), Foucault on power (#49), and Cormac McCarthy's novel No Country for Old Men (#63).
Several of the episodes I've listened to recently, specifically on Schopenhauer, Nietzsche, Emerson, and Thoreau, focus to vary extents on authenticity and originality, and in particular on having original thoughts. All of them deal in different ways with being a critical reader and not allowing yourself to be influenced to oppressively by those who have come before you and other authors who have been canonized (which is ironic since all of those thinkers have subsequently be canonized). I remember in their discussion on Schopenhauer saying that he even praised a sort of bold naivete that wasn't afraid to labor long and hard to arrive at some insight that had been discovered before by someone prominent, that it is a good in itself to ditch the road on occasion and hack your own way through the jungle.
Of course, the enveloping irony of my reflection on this is that I am driven to it by the influence of these great thinkers, perhaps even to the point of anxiety that I have not been original enough, that I stand on the shoulders of giants to frequently and it's causing the muscles in my legs to atrophy and render me an intellectual cripple who can't even take a step down the paved road, let alone clear dense brush and fight off the jaguars.
The tl;dr of the matter is this: What value is there in ignoring those who have come before you and trying to start from some level ignorance? How do you keep a critical distance an avoid losing yourself in your influences? Do you need some practice figuring things out without the insight of the old masters in order to surpass them?