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Saturday, September 22, 2018

187. TMM - The City of God - Homo Dei & Übermensch





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The Magic Mountain 

Chapter 6

The City of God and Evil Deliverance

P463 He had a special term for this responsible preoccupation with his thoughts as he sat at his picturesque, secluded spot: he called it “playing king” [regieren] -- a childish term taken from the games of his boyhood, and by it he meant that this was a kind of entertainment that he loved, although with it came fear, dizziness, and all sorts of heart palpitations that made his face flush even hotter. And he found it not unfitting that the strain of all this required him to prop his chin -- and the old method seemed perfectly appropriate to the dignity he felt when “playing king” and gazing at that hovering sublime image.

Homo Dei” [human god] -- that had been ugly Naphta’s term for the sublime image when he was defending it against English social theory. Was it any wonder, then, that Hans Castorp, given his civilian sense of responsibility and interest in “playing king,” felt that he and Joachim were obliged to pay him a little visit? Settembrini did not like the idea -- Hans Castorp was shrewd and sensitive enough to see that clearly... The problem pupil needed only to ignore his [Settembrini’s] sensitivities and pretend innocence, and there was nothing to prevent him from cordially accepting little Naphta’s invitation -- which he did after the main rest cure one Sunday afternoon, only a few days following that first meeting. Joachim had to come along for better or worse.
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P466 [Hans about a “naive pieta”] “What is this you have here?... It’s frightfully good. I’ve never seen such suffering. Very old, of course, is it not?”

“Fourteenth century... Presumably from the Rhineland. You’re impressed, aren’t you?”

“Enormously... It couldn’t help making an impression on one. I would never have thought that anything could be simultaneously so ugly -- beg your pardon -- and so beautiful.”


“Works of art from a world in which the soul expresses itself... are always beautiful to the point of ugliness and ugly to the point of beauty. It is a law. We are dealing with beauty of the Spirit, not of the flesh, which is basically stupid. And abstract, as well... The beauty of the body is abstract. Only inner beauty, the beauty of religious expression possesses true reality.”

“...Do you know the artist’s name?”

Naphta shrugged. “What does it matter?” he said. “We should not even ask, because at the time it was created no one asked either. There is no miracle-worker, no Mr. Individual Creator behind it -- it is an anonymous, communal work of art. It comes, of course, from the very advanced Middle Ages, the Gothic -- signum mortificationis... [According to Pirenne, “Gothic” was a derogatory term invented by Italian humanists. See HERE.] The entire work is a radical proclamation of suffering and the weakness of the flesh. It is not until the Gothic that tastes turn to true pessimistic asceticism...

“Herr Naphta... every word of everything you’ve said interests me. ‘Signum mortificationnis,’ was that it? I shall make a note of it. And just before that you mentioned ‘anonymous and communal,’ which also appears worth some serious thought. Sad to say, you guessed correctly about my not knowing the writings of that pope [Innocent III] -- I assume Innocent the Third was a pope. Did I understand you to say that the work is ascetic and witty? I must admit I’ve never thought those two things could go hand in hand, but now that I consider it, it seems quite plausible -- any discussion of human misery would offer a chance for witty remarks at the expense of the flesh...” [Naphta offers to loan him the book. They sit down for a snack and Settembrini appears.]

From Pirenne, The Situation of the Papacy in the 13th Century (Innocent III, the Pope taking advantage of the Italian banking system and the return of currency and the rise of capitalism in Italian cities, also what the Church meant and expected of people at this time, HERE. The conversation will soon come back to banking and finance, so Pirenne's text will be very handy, though not in agreement with Naphta.) 
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...All this... did not prevent Hans Castorp from gaining two distinct impressions from his arrival. First, he had the impression that Herr Settembrini had dropped by in order to keep him and Joachim -- or, actually, just him -- from being left alone with ugly little Naphta and to provide a pedagogic counterweight by his presence; second, it was quite evident that he had no objection to using the occasion to leave his lodgings in the attic for a while, exchanging them for Naphta’s silk-adorned room and a properly served tea... With obvious relish, indeed with open praise, he dined on layer cake, each narrow curving slice of which was richly veined with chocolate.

[Still talking about the pieta,] ...Too polite to say what he thought, he confined himself to remarks concerning errors in proportion and anatomical defects in the figures; such offenses against the truth of nature did not come close to moving him, he said, since they were based not on any primitive lack of skill but arose out of willful malice, out of an antagonistic principle. And Naphta maliciously agreed, saying that it certainly was not a question of any lack of technical skill. It was, rather, a matter of the emancipation of the Spirit from the bonds of nature, indeed, the work proclaimed a religious contempt for nature by refusing to submit to it. But when Settembrini declared that such a neglect of nature and a refusal to study her led humankind down a false path and then began in taunt words to contrast an absurd formlessness -- to which the Middle Ages and epochs that imitated it were addicted -- with classicism, with the Greco-Roman heritage of form, beauty, reason, and serenity born of natural piety, for classicism alone was destined to further the human enterprise, Hans Castorp interrupted him and asked how all that fitted in with Plotinus, who, as was well known, was ashamed of his own body, and with Voltaire, [Ha. Saw that coming] who in the name of reason had rebelled against the scandalous earthquake in Lisbon? Absurd? Yes, this work, too, was absurd, but when one stopped and considered the matter, one could... call absurdity an intellectually honorable position, and so the absurd enmity toward nature in Gothic art was ultimately as honorable as the gesture of a Plotinus or a Voltaire, for it expressed the same emancipation from the facts and givens, the same proud unwillingness to be enslaved, the same refusal to submit to dumb powers, that is, to nature.

P469 Naphta broke into that laugh of his that sounded like a porcelain plate and ended in a cough.

[Settembrini brings up the persecution of heretics and the inquisition. Naphta replies,] “All the same, it was in love’s service... that machinery was set in motion by which the cloister cleaned the world of its wicked citizens. All ecclesiastical punishments, even death at the stake, even excommunication, were imposed to save souls from eternal damnation, which cannot be said of the mad exterminations of the Jacobins. Allow me to remark, that every sort of torture, every bit of bloody justice, that does not arise from a belief in the next world is bestial nonsense. And as for the degradation of man, its history coincides exactly with the rise of the bourgeois spirit. [Mann/Naphta could have made use of Climate Change here, if it had been noticed.] The Renaissance, the Enlightenment, and the teachings of nineteenth-century science and economics have omitted nothing, absolutely nothing, that seemed even vaguely useful for furthering such degradation, beginning with modern astronomy -- which turned the focal point of the universe, the sublime arena where God and Satan struggled to posses the creature whom they ardently coveted, into an unimportant little planet, and, for now at least, has put an end to man’s grand position in the cosmos, upon which astrology was likewise based.”

P470 “For now?”

“Why, of course -- for a couple of centuries... The honor of the scholastics will be vindicated in this regard as well, if I am not mistaken. Indeed the process is well under way. Copernicus will be routed by Ptolemy. The theory of heliocentrism is now being opposed by intellectual forces whose efforts will presumably attain their desired goal. Science will find itself philosophically constrained once again to grant earth all the honors that Church dogma wished to preserve for it.”
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[Naphta responds to Settembrini’s outburst,] “My good friend... there is no such thing as pure knowledge. The validity of ecclesiastical science -- which can be summarized in Saint Augustine’s statement: ‘I believe, that I may understand’ -- is absolutely incontrovertible. [Well... I found this, “For I do not seek to understand in order that I may believe, but I believe in order to understand. For this also I believe-that unless I believe I shall not understand.” -St. Anselm; and "I believe in order that I may understand." -St. Augustine] Faith is the vehicle of understanding, the intellect is secondary. Your unbiased science is a myth. Faith, a world view, an idea -- in short, the will -- is always present, and it is then reason’s task to examine and prove it. In the end we always come down to ‘quod erat demonstrandum.’ [Q.E.D. or  "what was to be demonstrated"] The very notion of proof contains, psychologically speaking, a strong voluntaristic element. [2 : a theory that conceives will to be the dominant factor in experience or in the world.] The great scholastics of the twelfth and thirteenth centuries were unanimous in their conviction that nothing could be true in philosophy that was theologically false. Let us set theology aside, if you like. A human race, however, that refuses to accept the proposition that nothing can be true in science that is false in philosophy, is not human. The argumentation of the Holy Office against Galileo stated that his theses were philosophically absurd. There can be no more cogent argument than that.” 

The “not human” above is an interesting point. If one sees religion as man’s greatest invention -- the establishment of a moral order that does not exist in nature, that makes us “human.,” then there is considerable truth in this statement. And, this would bring us again to Nietzsche’s Übermensch. This is precisely what Nietzsche had in mind here -- despite all the people who miss his point. If “God is dead” then we must invent a new basis for humanity, a kind of super-humanity not based on the myth we’ve relied on for all these millennia. And it's very interesting to consider the Übermensch and the Homo Dei at the same time like this. 

P471 [Settembrini,] “...Do you believe in truth, in objective, scientific truth? That to strive for it is the highest law of morality? That its triumphs over authority are the most glorious page in the history of the human spirit?”

...”Such a triumph is an impossibility... because the authority is man himself -- his interests, his dignity, his salvation -- and there can be no contradiction between man and truth. They coincide.”

“Which means that truth is --”

Whatever profits man is true. Nature herself is summarized in him; in all of nature, only he is created, and nature is solely for him. He is the measure of all things and his salvation is the criterion of truth. Theoretical knowledge with no practical application in the realm of man’s salvation is so totally uninteresting that we must deny it any value as truth and exclude it entirely. The Christian centuries were united in their view that the natural sciences were of no significance to man... I can assure you that mankind is about to find its way back to this point of view, to recognize that the task of true science is not the pursuit of worthless information, but rather the elimination on principle of what is pernicious, even of what is merely without significance as an idea, and... to proclaim instinct, moderation, choice... the Church... did what was right... in declaring criminal any ‘unbiased’ striving for a knowledge of things... any striving that casts aside those spiritual concerns aimed solely at winning salvation...”

P472 “What you are preaching is pragmatism... Whatever profits the state is good, true, and just. Its salvation, its dignity, its power is the criterion of morality. Fine -- and with that you have opened the door wide for every sort of crime. And as for human truth, justice for the individual, democracy -- well, you’ll see what becomes of them.”

...”Either Ptolemy and the scholastics are right, and the world is finite in time and space, which means that God is transcendent and the polarity of God and world is maintained, so that man, too, leads a dualistic existence, and the problem of his soul rests in the conflict between what his senses register and what transcends his senses, making all social issues entirely secondary -- this is indeed the only form of individualism that I recognize as logically consistent. Or, conversely, your Renaissance astronomers discovered the truth, and the cosmos is infinite, which means there is no world that transcends the senses, no dualism; the world beyond is absorbed into this world, the polarity of God and nature is annulled, and since the human personality is no longer the battlefield of two hostile principles, but rather harmonious and unified, all human conflict stems from the clash between the interests of the individual and of society as a whole, and so the purpose of the state becomes the law of morality, just as in good heathen days. It’s either one or the other.”


I'm going to break here, because the remainder of the section needs to be presented together. I will point out the importance of "suffering" for both Naphta, here, and Settembrini in his literary work.

I mentioned religion being man’s greatest invention, but maybe I need to say more about that. The visual wonders of nature make appealing the Argument From Design, that the beauty of nature reveals the hand of a Creator or Designer. The evolutionary alternative makes more sense to me, but if you are going to give a Creator credit for the visual beauty in nature you also have to give Her responsibility for the amorality of nature -- as revealed so well by Sallie Tisdale in "Sutra of Maggots and Blowflies" and Annie Dillard in A Pilgrim At Tinker Creek. From the (under appreciated) philosophical work of these two women we have to conclude either that God exists, and he lacks any “humane” ethical sense, or God doesn’t exist, and nature is amoral. In either case, it seems to me, man has invented the moral sense we like to attribute to a divinity. Here's an Annie Dillard quote from my other, other blog (link HERE,)

Either this world, my mother, is a monster, or I myself am a freak... We have not yet encountered any god who is as merciful as a man who flicks a beetle over on its feet... We are moral creatures, then, in an amoral world. The universe that suckled us is a monster that does not care if we live or die -- does not care if it grinds itself to a halt.


In this respect, Dostoevsky is to Nietzsche as Edmund Burke is to Wollstonecraft and Godwin -- Dostoevsky doesn’t think man is up to the challenge of living honorably without God (though he does a bad job of showing us Orthodox Christians behaving honorably with God). Nietzsche wants to declare “God is dead” and move on to living without the fantasy we’ve created to keep the weak in line. While I would love to live in the world that Nietzsche and Mary Shelley’s parents dreamed of, I don’t have that kind of faith in man. Which means that I have to give Naphta’s argument about man being the measure of all things more credence than I’m comfortable with.

Also, the Mephistophelesian role of the natural sciences in the history of the past three centuries is hard to deny. Science has constantly promised to make things better only to also make them worse. Climate Change is a whole new line of argument Naphta could have thrown at Settembrini, who would today be hard pressed to have the same faith in progress.



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Sunday, November 22, 2015

106. Faust... More than you bargained for


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My first thought was to skip Faust itself entirely and go direct to the essays about Faust.  But reviewing my notes on Faust, I find that they mostly quote the commentary -- so I'm staying close to my original idea -- but I think even this, very cursory, exposure to the original text may prove helpful to the reader. 

I should confess here that one of my favorite jokes in the movie Metropolitan is the character (Tom Townsend) who only reads criticism of literature and never the original text. I'm going to be channeling Tom for this book. I'm not even sure Goethe would mind this approach to his work as he was intentionally vague and refused to clarify what he may have meant. Goethe's Faust is a literary Rorschach test where what is most interesting is what the reader brings to the exercise of decoding the text.

Faust turns out to be as slippery as Talleyrand. Goethe’s Faust has been claimed by the 2nd and 3rd German Reichs and then by the Marxists and the ideologues of the GDR that ruled East Germany after WW2. Faust’s (or Goethe’s) best magic has turned out to be his knack for being all things to all people.

So, without further rambling justification, my notes on Goethe's Faust -- to be followed by a sampler plate of expert criticism and exegesis. (And recall that I've already given you one of these back in my last blog, see "The Presence of the Sign in Goethe’s Faust" - Neil M. Flax



 Faust by Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe 

Norton Critical Edition, W.W. Norton and Company 1998 
translated by Walter Arndt, edited by Cyrus Hamlin


This work was begun (the Urfaust) before the American revolution, around 1775, but Part One wasn’t completed until 1808 over 30 years later. Goethe dropped the project for a couple decades before he was finally encouraged to resume by Schiller around 1798. And that's just Part One. Part Two is where the real craziness happens.

Here is a good source of info. 


Prologue in Heaven
Line 283-186 

Mephistopheles: “He [man] might be living somewhat better
Had you [God] not given him of Heaven’s light a glimpse;
He calls it reason and, ordained its priest,
Becomes more bestial than any beast.”

(There is going to be so little of Goethe's poem here that I've elected to display it in grey to distinguish it from the commentary.)

 Mephisto then refers to “the serpent” as his cousin. Here Mephisto gives God credit for man’s reason or divine spark or soul, where I thought that credit belonged either to the serpent or to Prometheus. It seems everyone is just making this myth stuff up as they go along. Lesson learned. 


Part One

Night
Faust: “I have pursued, alas, philosophy,/ Jurisprudence, and medicine,/ And, help me God, theology,/ With fervent zeal through thick and thin./ And here, poor fool, I stand once more,/ No wiser than I was before.” line 355

Spirit: [Summoned by Faust's magic]...”I yield, am here! What horrors base/ Now seize you superman! [Übermensch] Where’s the soul’s call you hurled?...” 486


So Faust is Nietzsche’s Übermensch? Interesting to note that Sils-Maria (Nietzsche’s Swiss hangout) is not far from Davos. 


“As a teenager Nietzsche had already applied the word Übermensch to Manfred, the lonely Faustian figure in Byron’s poem of the same name who wanders in the Alps tortured by some unspoken guilt. Having challenged all authoritative powers, he dies defying the religious path to redemption. Nietzsche’s affinity with Manfred culminated in him composing a piano duet called Manfred Meditation...” Source


From Manfred by Lord Byron:

60 - And they have only taught him what we know—
That knowledge is not happiness, and science
But an exchange of ignorance for that
Which is another kind of ignorance.
This is not all; the passions, attributes
        
Of earth and heaven, from which no power, nor being,
Nor breath from the worm upwards is exempt,
Have pierced his heart; and in their consequence
Made him a thing, which I, who pity not,
Yet pardon those who pity. He is mine—
And thine, it may be;—be it so, or not,
        
No other Spirit in this region hath
A soul like his—or power upon his soul.


138 - Look on me! there is an order
Of mortals on the earth, who do become
Old in their youth, and die ere middle age,
Without the violence of warlike death;
        
Some perishing of pleasure, some of study,
Some worn with toil, some of mere weariness,
Some of disease, and some insanity,
And some of wither’d or of broken hearts;
For this last is a malady which slays
        
More than are number’d in the lists of Fate,
Taking all shapes and bearing many names.
Look upon me! for even of all these things
Have I partaken; and of all these things,
One were enough; then wonder not that I
        
Am what I am, but that I ever was,
Or having been, that I am still on earth. 


“Manfred is a Faustian noble living in the Bernese Alps. Internally tortured by some mysterious guilt, which has to do with the death of his most beloved, Astarte, he uses his mastery of language and spell-casting to summon seven spirits, from whom he seeks forgetfulness. The spirits, who rule the various components of the corporeal world, are unable to control past events and thus cannot grant Manfred's plea. For some time, fate prevents him from escaping his guilt through suicide.

At the end, Manfred dies, defying religious temptations of redemption from sin. Throughout the poem he succeeds in challenging all of the authoritative powers he faces, and chooses death over submitting to the powerful spirits. Manfred directs his final words to the Abbot, remarking, ‘Old man! 'tis not so difficult to die’.”

“Manfred shows heavy influence by Goethe's Faust, which Byron most likely read in translation (although he claimed to have never read it); still, it is by no means a simple copy.”


I might as well say something about Byron and Goethe here, though I'm sure there will be more to say later when I get to Part Two -- when there will be a character representing Byron. These two were the Rock Stars of English and German Romanticism respectively. There was also what looks today like a bromance, at least on Goethe's side. Since I don't read German, I can't speak to the relative quality of their poetry, but they were both known as much for their womanizing as for their verse. Byron's Don Jew-an would have appreciated Goethe's Gretchen story. It would be interesting to know what he would have thought of Gretchen's intervention for Faust at the very end of the poem.

And I can't help pointing out that Byron started Manfred late in 1816, the Year Without a Summer, not long after Mary Shelley started Frankenstein.


Faust’s nihilistic curse starts at line 1583.  


Faust: “Should ever I take ease upon a bed of leisure,/May that same moment mark my end!/When first by flattery you lull me/ Into a smug complacency,/ When with indulgence you can gull me,/ Let that day be the last for me!/ This is my wager!” 1693

This sounds surprisingly Calvinist to me. And isn't this a perfect description of Hans Castorp's state in The Magic Mountain? Right down to the lounge chair of leisure. No wonder Settembrini was alarmed by the young engineer's "smug complacency." Hans Castorp is the anti-Faust. 


“Once come to rest, I am enslaved --/ To you, whomever -- why regret it?” 1710


Faust: “...Let’s hurl ourselves in time’s on-rushing tide,
Occurence’s on-rolling stride!
So may then pleasure and distress,
Failure and success,
Follow each other as they please;
Man’s active only when he’s never at ease.” 1754

Faust: 1765 “You heard me, there can be no thought of joy,

Frenzy I choose, most agonizing lust,
Enamored enmity, restorative disgust.
Henceforth my soul, for knowledge sick no more,
Against no kind of suffering shall be cautioned,
And what to all of mankind is apportioned
I mean to savor in my own self's core,
Grasp with my mind both highest and most low,
Weigh down my spirit with their weal and woe,
And thus my selfhood to their own distend,
And be, as they are, shattered in the end.” 1775

Now this sounds like a profound saying Yes to life. Throw in some praise of gin and you have Mynheer Peeperkorn. 


From the Interpretive Notes: p 364 - This talks about the importance of the moment or Augenblick but I don’t really see that in the text.  “What Faust has in mind as the condition for his wager is not only a sense of satisfaction, which would complete and negate his striving... but also an absolute fulfillment of all desire, where the temporal and experiential process involved in such striving would be gathered together within such a single moment, so that time itself would be transcended.” p 364

“Ultimately, this concept of an absolute moment is understood by Faust to be aesthetic, in base agreement with idealist theories of beauty in art... Part Two offers more authoritative demonstrations for such beautiful moments along with the impossibility of sustaining such moments as the basis for a permanent reality of the world.” Where is this???  

“...The description of Faust’s infinite striving...” Now this is closer to one of the things I thought “Faustian” meant. p 366

“...Mephistopheles will win only if he enables Faust to achieve the beautiful moment of fulfillment... 

Where? And this sounds so close to Angel. I suppose I have to explain that...

In the Buffyverse, the TV reality Joss Whedon created where Buffy the Vampire Slayer exists, there is a vampire character named Angel who was previously a particularly vile vampire named Angelus. He was cursed with a soul so that he would experience all the harm he had done as a soulless vampire. He eventually switched "sides" and joined the forces for "good," and is an important ally of Buffy in the beginning of the show. It was revealed in season two that there was an escape clause in this curse should he experience a moment of perfect happiness. Which of course he did, causing him to revert back to a soulless and evil vampire again. I wouldn't put it past Whedon to be thinking of Faust's bargain.

The Student scene -- where Mephisto, in the guise of Faust, advises a freshman student -- is the only funny part of the entire work. 


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