--On Tuesday, April 29, 2003 3:55 PM -0500 Carrol Cox <[log in to unmask]>
> [log in to unmask] wrote:
>> ". . .history is a pattern/Of timeless moments . . ."
> I don't have time right now to develop the point, but this is _exactly_
> what I mean by the "denial of history." History is precisely
> irreversible (and non-repeatable) _change_,
Change from what to what? If I were looking for the trivialization of
history, your definition would illustrate it nicely.
> _not_ a pattern (except in a
> very generalized way).
Having your cake and eating it, too?
> A good introduction to the perspective I'm
> suggesting here is Stephen Jay Gould's _Wonderful Life_.
So is it news that SJ Gould was an atheist and his theories are based on
that? Or that TS Eliot was a Christian, and his poetry is based in that? I
think your conclusions are baseless, Carroll, but I am impressed with your
confiscation of 99% of humanity to bolster your opinions. There are those
who believe we exist in a context of matter, those who believe we exist in
a context of mind. I don't know how the percentages break out, though I
wouldn't be surprised if you were in the minority. Eliot, at any rate, was
of the latter mind; to admire his poetry while denying its interior life
would be quite an exercise, though you keep reminding us that you don't
really do that, declining to pursue it beyond airing your opinions on this
The thesis of
> that work (or rather the metaphor that encapsulates the thesis) is that
> if one were to play the tape of life
There is a basic problem here, which may sound trivial, but is not. That
being that there is no tape of life, literal or figurative. The problem for
Gould and co. is that their assumptions start with "what if" and not with
"what is." They don't like what is (they don't like what it points to), so
they like to pretend it could be something else... Start with "what if" and
you can say anything, as Gould does; start, as Eliot did, with what is, and
stay with it, as Eliot did (and as very few do), and you are constrained to
reach some thing finer, of lasting value.