I've finished a first reading of 'Wittgenstein Reads Weininger', an anthology. Alex found it at Powell's (along with some other pocket guide to Wittgenstein) considered it a good find. I have to agree. We discussed it over Ethopian food. He'd done some skimming but doesn't have time for much reading these days. When he does start a reading program, he envisions going back to Nietzsche first, so it may be awhile before he tackles these titles. In the meantime he told me he's relying on me to be his eyes and ears in some respects. I can provide a cogent synopsis for our Study Circle (we may go back to the church / coffee shop where we started). We're both adding to this world class collection of Wittgenstein books. My "time capsule" (art deco hemi-cylinder of shelves, currently serving as a book case) has almost the entire fourth self devoted to this set. I've ordered two more recently, based on titles flying by on this list. I have a little more discretionary income thanks to a recent promotion. http://www.flickr.com/photos/17157315@N00/4015630210/ (time capsule in cluttered state, prior to becoming book shelves) Joachim Schulte's contribution to this volume puts some energy into reminding us of the cultural distance between "ourselves" (early 2000s) and the world in which Weininger was writing. Two world wars have happened in between, and vast extermination campaigns. It's hard to look back through the nightmare 1900s and recapture the mindset of those times. Schulte describes a lost innocence, unrecoverable, and therefore a cultural rift twixt us and them. What "anti-Semitic" means, for example, has its own trajectory through time, acquires spin, in precession with other meanings. There's no going back, no undoing what's done. Weininger himself dwells on this point: the unidirectionality of time the moral implications that entails (ideas about freedom versus dodging one's responsibility as a free agent go here). I think a lot of us take for granted what generations of Jungian and Freudian have accomplished since the late 1800s. We're used to the language of archetypes, elaborate symbolic vistas unfurled and placed against a backdrop of a shared / collective psychology. Thanks to James Campbell and the miracle of television, treating sweeping mythologies as maps of the human psyche is a matter of course among literati today. We're a more college educated viewership these days. BBC and NPR have informed us all about the findings of depth psychology. But in Weininger's time this stuff was still new. His writing portended a new kind of inventiveness that would allow for new forms of self analysis and introspection. Men would seek their anima within. Women would find more ways to talk openly of what had hitherto been taboo subjects. Wittgenstein himself said he appreciated Weininger for helping make that Freudian stuff come alive -- in ways Freud himself kept his distanced from, branding young self-murdering Otto something of a wacko, if gifted. The Victorian salon had gone co-ed and the new intellectuals, impressed by a brave new science, needed fresh ways to "occupy sex" i.e. talk about it openly in authorized ways, as moral observers and healers, as doctors (respected), not as prurient peeping toms (creeps) or scandal-mongering gossips. Also, to read Weininger more as people did at the time, one has to reconnect it to the vast cultural / neural net from which it fed, plus add a dimension of self aware irony and self spoof that might be missing if you come to it cold and pre-disposed to find it nasty. In today's terms, the guy was a shock jock. He would have lit up the boards as a radio call in talk show host. He was pioneering new territory, creating language not just using it. One gets the impression that Wittgenstein's respect for Weininger was somewhat of an embarrassment for the austere logicians and their somewhat easily offended sensibilities. By the early 2000s, those kinds of hang-up have been largely overcome, much as we now speak of homosexuality without blushing or stuttering. I'll close with the remark that Wittgenstein's love of "low brow" culture, i.e. movies and Weininger type writing (more like underground comix, like Crumb), was in no way inconsistent with his appreciation for "ordinary language" doing its job. He saw Weininger as "doing work" as in "walking his talk" more than idling, and so continued to express his appreciation for his project. Wittgenstein took encouragement from Otto's passion for integrity -- even if he went off the rails in ways Wittgenstein would not. Ludwig learned from Otto's mistakes. A philosopher is more a psychoanalyst on the cultural level than one might at first imagine. Ethnography on oneself (in one's community) is the hardest of all. Wittgenstein knew he was good at it, but as he had few peers practicing in the same ballpark, it was really hard to judge his own level. His originality was such that comparisons were (and are) somewhat difficult. Kirby _______________________________________________ Wittrs mailing list Wittrs@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx http://undergroundwiki.org/mailman/listinfo/wittrs_undergroundwiki.org