On Sun, May 22, 2011 at 10:55 PM, Han Geurdes <han.geurdes@xxxxxxxxx> wrote: < ... > > > Is there some sort of reading-the-Tractatus club at Witters? > > Yours > Dr Han Geurdes > Interestingly, our Study Circle formed with this idea to plough through the Tractatus sequentially, appreciating its ability, as linear DNA, to fold up, like some twisted ladder, into a bio- philosophical catalyst, a kind of enzyme (metaphorically speaking, although some may claim to "feel the rush" and liken reading the Tractatus to dosing on B12 or Niacin or one of those). Regarding the largely carnivorous Anglophones, and their Euro compatriots, I sense their being drawn to the Tractatus as if to a healthy steak (oxymoron?), the best memetics (metaphysical genomics) has to offer from liberal Vienna, a hotbed of logical positivism and subversive speculation, a source of a new psychoanalytic discourse (sex everywhere!), not to mention hip happening music. Such a vibrant counter- culture! What could be more intellectually nutritious, than the best of the best, the creme de la creme. Fresh uncorked Viennese philo, chilled in the dank cellars of Oxbridge. A top-o-the-line brainsturbation fantasy bar none (even better than fractals!). People sit down to the Tractatus as if to a feast, knife and fork at the ready, napkin around the neck, eyes bright with anticipation. Let the reading begin! For the next several hours, you will be savoring one of the great minds, a vintage classic, enjoying a sense of logical consistency and precision rarely achieved in human languages, which, as we all know, are boorishly imprecise (remember, "Anglo"), a far cry from the exalted Ivory Tower stuff those Bertie Russell types were into. You'll be above it all, on some kind of cloud nine, for at least the duration of your flight. Welcome to Wittgenstein Airlines. If we roll back the timeline of history a ways, tracing back from our own time (mid 2011 or, more precisely, 1306260272.985 seconds since the beginning of the Epoch [0]), we may catch fleeting images of men and women in lab coats, pronouncing phrases in authoritative tones. They are practicing a kind of "dispassionate" clinicism to which they feel they have license. Certification secured, all credentials and paperwork in order. Such was the situation of many a Nazi party researcher, tasked with advancing the Third Reichian dream of a "super race". They'd cobbled together some bastardized Nietzsche and somewhere learned a kind of scientism that allowed them a kind of Hegelian objectivity, a big picture view, in the context of which, experimentation on human subjects, twins especially, was carried out in the name of the eugenics program. Anglophone thinkers, such as Galton, were highly influential when it came to getting people ranked according to their fitness. How many family members were in some Temple of Fame? Was your uncle a nut case? Could be the gene pool. You'll need to be monitored. Welcome to pseudo-science, not the antithesis of science but it's inevitable evil twin. Quackery is always but one degree of separation away. Now, am I insinuating that there's some necessary or even contingent association of Anglophone pseudo- science with the greatest analytic philosopher and one of the best continental philosophers to boot? Of course not. On the contrary, I think what the Tractatus accomplishes is precisely the kicking of the ladder, the pulling out of the rug from under, those who would appeal to "hard cold logic" as their ultimate justification for ethical and/or aesthetic positions. To say "We were dictated to do this by ultimate truth" is the ultimate cop out. It's that inauthentic escape from responsibility the existentialists like to go on (and on) about. Pure logic offers no final refuge to the self-justifiers, the rationalizers, when it comes to their ethical state. You'll need to deal with the state of your soul by some other means than mere persuasion leading to convincement, might be the message here. Sure, a logical person or argument may be highly convincing, but he's at his or her best when presenting the facts of the matter. As soon as spin enters in, you will see either mindful action, or a lot of unconsciousness (unawareness). Does the presenter assume to much about the context? Ethno- centrism tends to be a problem for philosophers, which is why Wittgenstein is such a healthy influence, in his opening the door to the antidote of ethnography. We didn't end up doing the Tractatus according to the original plan, as our group was never swamped with earnest newcomers eager and ready to "believe". Alex was prepared to go into the logic, decipher notation. As it turned out, only later Wittgenstein advocates had much space at the table. The hypothesized throwback Tractarians, the projected antediluvians never appeared. We met for several weeks, with lots of show and tell, other books cycling through [1], as well as invited guests (two physics professors, one from New Mexico Tech, one from University of Nebraska, an anthropologist, an herbalist). Then Alex found a part time work / study position (Global U) right in that time slot, so we decided to do more restaurants ala Kiyoshi Kuromiya.[2] Another approach, between arguing and developing more of a context within a time line, would be to study the bifurcations, the lineages. Start with Russell's intro, which helped make the Tractatus so famous. Follow the diverging of Russell from Wittgenstein and put together a narrative about what happened next. There is no dictator to tell you what that narrative might be. Was all that jazz about logic and a theory of types like a fevered dream, heralding and foreshadowing the rise of computer languages as a global phenomenon? Has there ever been a greater change in the human psyche than that wrought by the evolution of software? Psychotropic ethnogens might have at least as great an impact, but "size of impact" is rarely the interesting question (obsession with "size" can be a sign of needing therapy). Workaday ordinary language users now learn to define their own types and create instances of them, is if Christian Neoplatonists tasked not only with explaining the mystery of Christ's (re)incarnation on the mortal plane (or "on the heap" as we call our invisible vista), but of applying this mystery on the job. Kirby Endnotes: [0] per some ersatz tractatus logico computatus: >>> time.time <built-in function time> >>> time.time() 1306260272.985 >>> help(time.time) Help on built-in function time in module time: time(...) time() -> floating point number Return the current time in seconds since the Epoch. Fractions of a second may be present if the system clock provides them. [1] show and tell books, Dr. Sonnenfeld, Dr. Bob Fuller: http://www.flickr.com/photos/17157315@N00/5714210572/in/photostream http://www.flickr.com/photos/17157315@N00/5536721052/ http://www.flickr.com/photos/17157315@N00/5584181036/ [2] My Dinner with Kiyoshi http://www.grunch.net/synergetics/kiyoshi/