Showing posts with label Illness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Illness. Show all posts

Thursday, June 28, 2018

178. TMM - Chapter 4 - Progress and humanism





Jump to Introduction & Chronology
Jump back to Previous: TMM - Chap. 3 to 4  

The Magic Mountain 

Chapter 4 continued

Hippe
And another overture. Another “little phrase” that will be repeated. 

Analysis
Mann is having a lot of fun with Dr Krokowski.  

This is an interesting subject -- love/sex and illness -- when we’ve so recently been talking about the value, intellectual or otherwise, of illness. If one must be ill to be truly intellectual or holy, then apparently one must repress one’s sexuality.There are some jokes at the expense of the Catholic priesthood here that I will let slide.

Also, isn’t it a little odd that “bourgeois forces” are an integral part of this mechanism that leads to holiness and artistic creativity? 


Table Talk
Really wonderful how Mann demonstrates, in Hans, manifestations not unlike what Dr K was just lecturing about. How his interest in Madame Chauchat is revealed in his tremor. 


Growing Anxiety
P170 - Hans’s crush here is so much like a school crush. School could almost have been designed with romance in mind. College and high school are bad enough, but grade school, where you spend the entire day with the same small group of students is in some ways the worst.

P183 - 1830 in Paris, July Revolution again. I forget what an effect it had. On Goethe as he was ending Faust; for Dostoevsky at the beginning of The Brothers Karamazov; and now here for Mann. 

P185 - [Settembrini] ...There was no doubt which of these two forces [Asiatic (tyranny, superstition, the law of obduracy) and European (freedom, knowledge, the law of ferment, change and progress)] would gain the victory -- that of enlightenment, or reasoned advancement toward perfection. Because human progress was always gathering up new nations in the course of its brilliant advance, conquering new continents -- indeed all of Europe itself -- and had even started to press on into Asia. Yet there was much to be done before total victory... But that day would come, [when monarchies and religions would at last collapse in the more backward European nations] Settembrini said, smiling delicately beneath his mustache -- it would come, if not on the feet of doves, then on the pinions of eagles, and would burst as the dawn of universal brotherhood under the emblem of reason, science, and justice; it would bring about a new Holy Alliance of bourgeois democracies, the shining antithesis of that thrice-infamous alliance of princes and ministers whom Grandfather Giuseppe had declared his personal enemies -- in a word, the Republic of the World. But to achieve this goal, it was necessary above all to strike at the Asiatic principle of bondage and obduracy at its vital center, at the very nerve of resistance -- in Vienna. One must deal a fatal blow to Austria and crush her, first to avenge past wrongs and second to open the way for the rule of justice and happiness on earth. 

This is interesting. (Hans doesn’t care for it, by the way.) Since I just left off a history of Europe just at the point where the Habsburg cancer had metastasized all over Europe, I feel a deep sympathy for Settembrini’s position here. While for him Vienna primarily represents the oppressor of Lombardy-Venetia, and to a less emotional degree the oppressor of the Slavs and other nations of the Balkans and eastern Europe, for me they represent the absolute worst of the dynastic system that even now continues to rule in parts of Europe, like Britain. Pirenne’s little rant against Charles V, as ruler of Spain, is an excellent expression of the problems inherent in this system of rule.

That said, it’s hard to see what even Crown Prince Rudolf could have done had he inherited the empire instead of shooting himself at Mayerling. With the Ottomans to the south and the Romanovs to the east and the troublesome House of Hohenzollern to the north, I’m not sure what even a philosopher king could have done with that situation. How many good years were there between the fall of the House of Habsburg and WW2 and then the Cold War? Were people really better off? Was nationalism a panacea? 

If you give Gavrilo Princip credit for ending the Habsburg reign, has that actually improved people’s lives? Granted, this means imagining an alternative timeline in which The Great War never happens, which quickly gets too difficult to even attempt. Someone has put together a very convincing argument in favor of Canada’s relationship with Britain as opposed to our, American, revolutionary relationship. I found it very difficult to argue against -- which is unusual for me. Nationalism is a great reason to kill people, but beyond that it’s hard to see any real benefits.

Now I’m remembering a similarly convincing argument for Persian governance over Hellenic “freedom” in BCE Greece. Would Europe have been better off in a Continental Habsburg Empire? Would the world have been better off? That's even harder to imagine than a Habsburg Empire in Central and Southeast Europe surviving far into the 20th century... or beyond. 

Nationalism is such an odd concept anyway, take the German Empire in the Great War, which lies in the near future for our characters here. “Germany” was hammered together through a series of wars in which the Prussians compelled the cooperation of a variety of states that, while speaking some version of the German language, had no particular interest in the “Nation” being created. And the same was true in the past for France and England -- though in England the smaller nations didn’t even speak the same language. Actually that’s true for parts of France as well.

But to get back to Settembrini -- and Mann -- we are intended to see here the bourgeois/socialist ideal of a border-less world-state based on science and reason. But, and this is a huge but, we are reading this after 1924 (the year it was published), which is just after 1922 when Mussolini and the Fascist party came to power in Italy. There is more than a little in common between Settembrini and pre-war Mussolini. I don't know that Mussolini was a model for the character, but he could have been. Both were socialists with nationalistic tendencies. It is not hard to imagine Settembrini making the same choices Mussolini made during the war. The road to national socialism was paved with good intentions. 

[Settembrini continues about his father:] ...what was humanism? Love of humankind, nothing more, and so it, too, was political, it, too, was a rebellion against everything that had soiled and degraded the ideal of humanity. Humanism had been accused of exaggerating the importance of form; but it cultivated beautiful form purely for the sake of the dignity of man -- in brilliant antithesis to the Middle Ages, which had sunk not only into misanthropy and superstition, but also into ignominious formlessness. From the very first, his father had fought for the cause of humanity, for earthly interests, for freedom of thought and the pursuit of happiness, and had firmly believed that we can leave heaven to the birds. Prometheus! He had been the first humanist and was identical with Satana, whom Carducci had apostrophized in his hymn...  

I’ve never bothered to look into this Satana, strangely, but now I have and found THIS. Here’s my understanding: I think by “Satana” Carducci means, not the Devil or even Mephisto, but the opposite of Christ -- the anti-christ, as it were. (But not the “Antichrist.”) This is why Settembrini can toast to him while at the same time worrying about giving the Devil an inch. And while I’m at it, his invocation of Prometheus is one of the reasons I love this author.  
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P188 ...And he spoke now about the “Word,” about the cult of the Word, about eloquence, which he called the triumph of humanity. Because the Word was the glory of humankind, and it alone gave dignity to life...  

I originally skipped this passage, but I kept thinking about it because it is language, or the choice of words, that often most attracts me to either prose or poetry. (Again, "Knoxville: Summer of 1915," by James Agee comes to mind.) But what’s interesting here is that you can also say what Settembrini said against music against beautiful language. Ugly ideas can be expressed in moving words. Beauty is not truth, truth is not always beauty. 

P189 Young Hans Castorp found all this well worth listening to... he listened to him politely and attentively and tried to be fair, compensating for or suppressing feelings that he felt rising in opposition to his mentor’s opinions and characterizations. For it cannot be denied that opposition was stirring in his soul -- both the sort that had always been there naturally from the start and the sort that arose specifically from the present situation, partly from indirect observation, partly from personal experience among the people up here.

What a piece of work is a man, and how easily conscience betrays him. He listens to the voice of duty -- and what he hears is the license of passion... With the best of intentions he tested the man’s views on reason, the world republic, and beautiful style -- and was prepared to be influenced by them. And each time, he found it all the more permissible afterwards to let his thoughts and dreams run free in another direction, in the opposite direction... And what or who stood on the opposing side of patriotism, the dignity of man, and beautiful literature -- the side toward which Hans Castorp believed he should direct his thoughts and deeds? There stood . . . Clavdia Chauchat... 


The Thermometer

P190 This scene with Hans calculating his cousins bill for a year but including cigars and suits is so clever. Hans almost reminds me of Adrian Mole here in his obvious obliviousness.

P215 - I wish there were some way of knowing how much of this about the air being “good for illness”, about creating “a revolution in the body,” about the “intoxicating effects” of “soluble toxins” is true, or at least what was believed at the time; and how much is invention of the novelist? It sounds plausible enough, but then again Mann’s wife spent a fair amount of time at a place like this and they never noticed she wasn’t tubercular at all. And if this scene is a close approximation of what Mann himself was told on his visit, which wouldn’t surprise me at all, then his Hofrat Behrens was dead on. Though fleeing to the Flatlands doesn’t seem to have caused Mann any permanent damage. 

I’m trying to think of another case were the treatment has the potential of making the condition worse, or of bringing it on. I’m sure there must be something similar.  

And this brings to a close our hero's visit to the Magic Mountain. From here on he will be a resident, not a visitor.



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Wednesday, July 13, 2016

174. Thinking In Pictures - X. Illness or madness?



Jump to Introduction & Chronology
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Thinking In Pictures 

Chapter 10 - Einstein’s Second Cousin - The Link Between Autism and Genius.


P174 At an autism conference... I met Einstein’s second cousin... I can remember the great difficulty she had in finding something on the menu that she would not be allergic to. She then preceded to tell me that she had one musically talented autistic child and an intellectually gifted child. As we continued to talk, she revealed that her family history contained many individuals with depression, food allergies, and dyslexia. Since then I have talked with many families and discovered that the parents and relatives of autistic children are often intellectually gifted.

This reminds me of Henry Ryecrotf’s insistence that health and serious literature were incompatible and Thomas Mann’s obsession with the role of disease in creation. Perhaps it isn’t so much disease as a different way of experiencing the world that they had in mind. 


P177 [I’m skipping a lot here about the genetic aspect of autism but this is interesting,] Many researchers speculate that a cluster of interacting genes may cause a variety of disorders such as depression, dyslexia, schizophrenia, manic-depression, and learning disabilities. Dr. Robert Plomin and his colleagues at Pennsylvania State University state that autism is one of the inheritable psychological diagnoses. They also maintain that many disorders such as depression represent extremes of a continuum of behavior from normal to abnormal. The same genes are responsible for both normal variations and the abnormal extremes. It is likely that the same applies to autism. People labeled autistic have an extreme form of traits found in normal people. Leo Kanner found that in four of nine cases, depression or anxiety occurred in the parents of autistic children...


Genius Is an Abnormality

P178 It is likely that genius is an abnormality. If the genes that cause autism and other disorders such as manic-depression were eliminated, the world might be left to boring conformists with few creative ideas. The interacting cluster of genes that cause autism, manic-depression, and schizophrenia probably has a beneficial effect in small doses. In her book Touched with Fire, Dr. Kay Redfield Jamison reviewed studies that showed a link between manic-depression and creativity. Manic-depressives experience a continuum of emotions, from moody to full-blown mania and deep, dark depression. When writers experience a mild form of the condition, they often produce some of their best work. When the disorder becomes full-blown, they are no longer able to function. There is a tendency for the mood swings to worsen with age... Studies have shown that artists, poets, and creative writers have higher rates of manic-depression or depressive disorder than the general population.

[Some more of this,] ... Simonton concludes that “in order to be creative, it seems you have to be slightly crazy.” 

This may be what Gissing and Mann really meant to say. In  million years I would not have expected to find insights into this topic in this book. Almost makes me think that choosing books at random might be as good a method as any.


P179 ...Three things that occur more frequently in people with high mathematical ability than in the population at large are lefthandedness, allergies, and nearsightedness. 

I was gypped -- or the “lefthandedness” is key, as I have allergies and extreme nearsightedness. I’m even ambidextrous! And still no math ability. 


p178 - This is an interesting variation on the illness and genius theme from Mann. If you lump these "disorders" together and define them as "illness" then you would isolate a large percentage of people of genius from the general population. And this would go back to their experiencing the world differently as well as having possibly superior intelligence or artistic abilities.

And I have to put in a good word for old Foucault here as well. Since much of the behavior she's describing here could fall under the heading of "madness" then what he was saying in favor of madness makes sense when viewed from this perspective. 


P180 Some scientists are strictly analytical thinkers. The physicist Richard Feynman denied the validity of poetry and art. In his biography of Feynman, Genius, James Gleick wrote, “He would not concede that poetry or painting or religion could reach a different kind of truth.” ...

What? I have no idea what point Gleick was trying to make, but I think Grandin must have missed it. Besides loving math, I believe Feynman was a very visual person, and not just because he was an artist both on paper and canvas. And a musician! He had no use for religion or philosophy --or dentists I learned recently -- but I'm pretty sure you could place him near if not on the spectrum if you really tried. Being "analytical" is probably another aspect of not relating to people and society in a "normal" way.

Could this be yet another Apollinian vs Dionysian contrast. I would agree that Feynman was on the side of Apollo here. Though to the extent that autistic people are closer to nature, they should be on the side of Dionysus -- but I don't see any evidence of that. Actually I take that back, while people like Kant and Bentham are abstracted from the world, what I previously suggested sounded like a Zen-like state in autistic children suggests that, when left alone, they could well be in-touch with the Dionysian foundation of reality. This would be Nietzsche's "hidden substratum of suffering and of knowledge" from The Birth of Tragedy.

What follows is a great deal of anecdotal speculation based on secondary sources that I’m going to skip. Unfortunately, after she deals with Einstein she moves on to Ludwig Wittgenstein -- who I would normally (even yesterday) be ready to skip as well but I happened to watch a video on YouTube [here] about the hut he built for himself at the end of a fjord in the empty heart of Norway -- so, having speculated about him yesterday I’m going to include some of this. 

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P183 It has been suggested by Oliver Sacks that the philosopher Ludwig Wittgenstein was probably a high-functioning person with autism. He did not talk until he was four years old, and he was considered a dullard with no talent... both of his brothers committed suicide. He had great mechanical ability, and at age ten he constructed a sewing machine. Young Wittgenstein was a poor student, and he never wore a tie or hat. He used formal, pedantic language and used the polite form of “sie” in German to address his fellow students, [Now this sounds like Adrian in Doctor Faustus] which alienated them and caused them to tease him. Overly formal speech is common in high-functioning autistics.
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She continues speculating about Van Gogh, Bill Gates, Darwin, and Gregor Mendel but doesn’t seem to have heard of old Jeremy Bentham. But to return to Wittgenstein, one of the richest men in Europe (I’ve heard) he periodically retreated to this tiny shack in this spectacularly beautiful and isolated spot in Norway to be alone. Since he was also influenced by Tolstoy (?), I speculate that he had a spiritual (Desert Fathers) aim in mind here. Why anyone would abandon Vienna for the boondocks to think and write is a bit of a mystery to me unless one was either a social butterfly like Proust or possible someone who was over-stimulated by city life -- as Grandin’s take would suggest. 

I have to admit that Wittgenstein is a philosopher who has never much interested me, so I know little about his work. Perhaps he was more like Father Ferapont than Thoreau. Perhaps he wanted to go into the wilderness to stew in his juices. Or, to be fair, to get in-touch with the underlying, Dionysian reality that I’ve suggested Grandin and other autistic children -- and presumably adults -- are closer to. What if autistics are only semi-individuated? What if they are on the fence and can go either way? The end of a Norwegian fjord would be a lovely place to connect with the underlying nature of reality, though Sara Maitland’s silent desert would seem an even better venue for this. Perhaps for some people the problem isn’t finding the right place to “transcend” but rather the most convenient place to not be bothered while you are transcending. 


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