[lit-ideas] Re: Dead White Man's Guide to the Classics

  • From: Jlsperanza@xxxxxxx
  • To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
  • Date: Tue, 6 Nov 2007 10:52:55 EST

Thanks to Geary for the poem. Apparently I found the book I was looking  (not 
that I've ordered it yet). Here's the editorial review from  Amazon.com
 
_http://www.amazon.com/Old-Dead-White-Mens-Philosophy/dp/1573928232_ 
(http://www.amazon.com/Old-Dead-White-Mens-Philosophy/dp/1573928232) 

"Old Dead White Men's  Philosophy"
        by Laura Lyn  Inglis Peter K. Steinfeld
        Professors  of Philosophy,
 
School of Social  Science, Philosophy, and Religion 
        Buena Vista  University, Storm Lake, Iowa. 
        221 pages Humanity Books; 2Rev Ed edition, 2000.
 
EDITORIAL REVIEW: 
 
       "I was amused and  stimulated by this book. It tweaks the 
       noses of the 'great  thinkers,' reverses their reversals, and 
       offers bright glimpses  of the Background which they have 
       attempted to hide. All  those dead white men will 
       roll over in their  graves." -- 
 
                         Mary Daly, author of Quintessence 

[Oh, we heard about here on this list, when Judy Evans was _embarrased_ that  
this Mary Daly had opened a seminar for _females_ only, alla Sappho.]  
FURTHER EDITORIAL REVIEW:  
"Until very recently  the practice of philosophy was focused  
on white, European men  who are mostly dead. Perhaps ..."  
[Well, Grice died in 1988, so I would grant that]  
"the way is  now open even in philosophy for new interpretations,  
meanings, and  dialogues in which women discover their own  
sources in the  patriarchal canon of the past. And if such sources  
do not exist, perhaps the  potential for such a voice can be found in the 
nature of t  
he metaphors that inform those texts."  
"In a series of alternative  dialogues, philosophers Laura Lyn Inglis and  
Peter K. Steinfeld rethink  the canon of Western thought using hermeneutics  
of subversion that reads between  the lines." 
"Here one will read about Plato's  cave and the Eleusinian mysteries;  
what might happen if  Anselm's proof for God encountered an argument for  
a Goddess; a version of  Kierkegaard's myth of Abraham in which he must  
respond to Sarah; a curious  conversation between Nietzsche's Ubermensch  
and an old woman in a  nursery rhyme; and a Heidegger who must confront the  
matricidal nature of his  abyss. Ingliss and Steinfeld's alternative readings 
 
create texts that never occurred.  But how might philosophy have been 
different  
if they had?" 
Very good points. I see that it's not strictly what I was thinking though --  
I was hoping it would _just_ cover the classics. 
I find in the OED no quotes for 'dead white man', but for 'white man's  
burden', and more interestingly, 'white man's grave', which is the Gold Coast 
of  
Africa. 
More on Geary's poem, possibly later. 
Cheers, 
JL 
---- 

Geary:
 
"DEAD WHITE MAN -- A EULOGY

"I see in my skin the beginnings of a  dead white man.
How it wrinkles up on the back of my hands --
looseness,  the first sign of letting go.
How it gathers at both sides of my throat  
like old men on park benches with nothing to do.
Soon the dewlapping of  my triceps,
the breasting of my chest.
My hands and arms are mottled with  spots
like lichens on ancient rocks."

My mirror mocks my desire to  become
one of the ancient ones.

But I don't know why I'm here,
I  need another thirty years.

"Life is a fatal accident, 
that's all you  need to know."

No, no, there's those Great Books!
I need to read  them.  One and all. 
Find the meaning before I fall.

"Even could  you have, you wouldn't have,
that's not the one you are.
Your stubby  fingers are perfect 
for picking potatoes.
Those books have nothing to say  to you." 

You're wrong.  You're wrong.  I'm sure they  do.

"Then let's call them forth: 
What say ye, O Dead White  Men,
what has our friend here to live for?"

Silence.  Just the  sight of me in the mirror.

Come forward, I cry, come forth and  testify,
having lived your life and come back
with the knowledge of death  intact,
would you still pursue the metaphysic
over the physical?
Chase  down epiphanies aesthetical 
or ring down the days in drug induced  haze?

Silence.  Just the sight of me in the  mirror.

"See?  Western Civilization 
has nothing to say to  you,"
my mirror laughed.
 
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