Stuart: Just a couple of quick remarks regarding the quote below my signature: 1. OC doesn't END. He doesn't "complete it." (I would argue that none of his post-Tractarian philosophy really has an "ending"). Had he not died, there surely would have been remarks numbered 677 and onward. And there surely would have been a typescript that threw out many of the remarks and added many new ones. 2. Also, I would be careful assuming that mere intention to work hard in the face of finality is something that exalts philosophic value. It sounds more suitable for things like dying declarations (confessions, changing the will, getting the record straight). In other words, had he written on his deathbed "the 10 things I want to clear up about how my work is perceived," we might be inclined to give "work-plus-death" some capital. But as it stands, all that OC is, is an elder Wittgenstein at work on a different language game -- one started by Moore (and one that W wanted to leave significant remarks about). 3. I think, also, one should be careful about how the ability to philosophize existed in Wittgenstein. He could not simply sit down and do it. He had to be in the right mood, setting, etc. It is quite plausible to assume that had his health changed miraculously and had his mood and surroundings changed, that he would have found the forced daily labor of churning out his thoughts to have resulted in unfortunate or feigned remarks here and there. Maybe more of the powerful similes that we see in other works (that Monk notes are absent) might have re-appeared. One could even reasonably wonder whether the fact that such regular writing was occurring was evidence that the rare energies that came in bursts and thrusts were NOT the things producing the near-daily remarks -- and that a subdued Wittgenstein worked within lights more dim, but stable, throughout the month and a half. Anyway, my point here is not in any way to diminish OC. All I am doing is making sure that people understand its historical context and are not under the illusion that: (a) the work is finished; or (b) that the conditions of his writing in March/April made his remarks more philosophically worthy than other thoughts he chased in his notebooks. Regards and thanks. Dr. Sean Wilson, Esq. Assistant Professor Wright State University Personal Website: http://seanwilson.org SSRN papers: http://ssrn.com/author=596860 Discussion Group: http://seanwilson.org/wittgenstein.discussion.html Stuart: "As you note, he wrote it while ill and completed it, literally on his deathbed. He knew he wouldn't have a chance to revise. He knew he was writing it for those he would be leaving behind. Aside from the fact that we can see it's rich with insight and so tight in form, we can be reasonably comfortable that he was doing his best work under the circumstances. Perhaps his medication undermined him to some degree. Perhaps his failing health did as well. Still, he took the trouble to scribble away while dying to get these thoughts down. I think the provenance of On Certainty is testimony to its value but, more, I think a careful reading of it surely demonstrates that as well." ========================================= Need Something? Check here: http://ludwig.squarespace.com/wittrslinks/