Showing posts with label existentialism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label existentialism. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 23, 2020

Rebellion, Solidarity, and Justice




"The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion."

The Way of democracy is the Utilitarian outcome of justice as public policy.

Democracy is Camus' rebellion made manifest for the good of all (utility) because from behind the veil of ignorance (Rawls), we would want a rebellion on the behalf of the marginalized because we might ourselves be members of the marginalized. And Camus'notion that we must imagine Sisyphus happy becomes the antithesis of the Stoic call to "keep calm and carry on" while hoping for a more just society.

We owe each other solidarity if we truly want freedom, which shows up in public policy as democracy, even if that solidarity cuts across the lines of privilege and causes us to sacrifice some of our personal present comfort

In so doing, we are freer, even though it might feel at first that we are more constrained.

Monday, February 18, 2019

Modernity

Modernity has made absurdists of us all.

Saturday, February 16, 2019

The attractive fallacy of logic and accuracy



"the logic lover . . . wishes not to understand, but to use again and again their favorite magic words, as a shield against criticism and as a weapon against others."
There is a cultural foundation to the framework that the author explored: Logic can be used as a shield against personal feelings of unworthiness because being correct is evidence of moral superiority. This cultural notion of verifiable personal worth through factual accuracy is not only wrong; those who use it are doing so as a security blanket against feelings of unlovability and a lack of self worth.

The danger of acceptance of accuracy as moral high ground is that it is itself a cover for what we really are running from: that we hold inaccuracy to be proof of immorality.

Inaccurate = Wrong = no good = worthless.

The notion of unlovability then becomes validated by the argument (or spell in this case) of accuracy used to disprove the application of unlovability. Disproving the application of worthlessness in a specific instance validates the general cultural equivalence of accuracy and worthiness.

Therefore, the more insecure someone is, the more important it can feel to be right in a single instance. As if everything hinges upon it. Because, in fact, it does.The everything" in this case is the idea that one can prove ones status as worthy of love.

When someone rejects the notion of accuracy as evidence of moral superiority, the house of cards falls, leaving adherents feeling worthless. This is when adherents often became dangerous, lashing out at any naysayers, using attacking behavior and defensiveness.

Only when we walk away from the underlying foundation of verifiable (un)worthiness can we get to the point where being wrong is an opportunity. Verification of any quality necessitates the possibility of the absence of that quality.

Worth cannot be verified, because it can't be denied - you are worthy of love and happiness. Living a life of assumed worthiness opens the door to authenticity and freedom.




Friday, February 15, 2019

SOPHIA

I drove 6 hours to participate in a round table discussion on Existentialism and Romantic Love. It was absolutely wonderful. Free Will, honest communication, vulnerability, and the price of acting -or not- to manifest fulfillment were discussed in terms of authenticity and what it means to live a life authentic happiness. I met fantastic fellow Philosophers. The round table was lively and thought-provoking; I expect that it will infuse the works of participants in coming years.
SOPHIA Lexington Knights of the Post Round Table: Henri, Derek, Erik, Jedidiah, and Lila

The post-discussion discussion at the pub was classic Philosopher's Free-For-All, with food, libations, and ideas flowing. Superheroes were debated. Makeup and Gender roles were analyzed. The value of capitalism was dissected. A logo was designed.

I think I might need to set up a Dark&Stormy Knight of Ideas world tour sheet. There might be posters. Possibly a tee shirt.

Thursday, February 14, 2019

The Artist and The World

"The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion." ---Albert Camus

Monday, March 20, 2017

A Biography in Liner Notes.

My first music, for real, was the music of my parents, the relentless rendition of my mom's Carpenter's Greatest Hits, John Denver, and Charlie Rich occasionally relieved by my father's love of car culture music, especially as voiced by the Beach Boys and the Everly Brothers.

Party music always reminds me of the 70s, from Olivia Newton John and ELO to Kool & the Gang. I floundered around with Asia and America, and I was all pleased with myself when I found Billy Joel's The Stranger and Peter Gabriel (Mercury) after the Carpenters and the Beach boys had ruled my airwaves. Side note: Actually, it was Billy Joel who brought Camus into my world. The Boomers, with their Authenticity Policing, told me I had no idea how cool that album actually was, and couldn't appreciate it, because I had no clue about the novel for which it was named. So I went to the library and checked The Stranger out and read it and fell in love with existentialism and suddenly knew two things with absolute certainty: that I was not alone, and that the Boomers had never read this novel. Shortly after this, I would sneak in to the movie theater to see Blade Runner. As preteen experiences go, these are serious keepers.

And then, through the grace that is the import market,  I discovered Devo and punk took my world away, with the Sex Pistols, Black Flag, the Dead Kennedys. I had some John Cougar-Bruce Springsteen and Duran Duran-Police-Men At Work going on amongst my own personal British Invasion, but then I discovered U2 -- the albums October and War got a lot of play for me in the year before Joshua Tree was released. U2 changed my world, musically giving to me what I had found in Camus' Stranger, what I would come to crave in every novel, relationship and now album for the rest of my life.

It's a little weird to think that I did my first stage dive at an Exploited show before Joshua Tree came out, and that U2 are launching a 30 year anniversary tour.
If the Declaration of Independence is like the liner notes of America, we're like annoying fans that follow politicians into the bathroom and say, "But it says here, 'We pledge our sacred honor.' What's that about?" And people suffer us talking about America because we love it so much. Rather arrogantly, we don't think you own it. We think America is an idea that belongs to people who need it most.