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Course Assignments / WEEK SIX / Re: Adams/Jefferson
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on: September 19, 2005, 02:39:26 PM
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Adams and Jefferson indeed
from Pound's essay "The Adams-Jefferson Letters as Shrine and Monument"
Defenders of the Rome broadcasts often point out
that Ez never exhorted his listeners to rebel.
I find it equally touching that the one time he did
exhort them to action, he incited them to read
said letters, all t h r e e volumes.
& meanwhile wot did he exhort the other side
to do? He made signs and hung them everywhere
he cd. i forget the original Italian; an
English version goes,
The treasure of a nation is its honest people
A sentence from Kung fuTse
His disappointment with the response gets
expressd in the Pisan cantos |
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Course Assignments / WEEK SIX / Re: Fart for Fascism!
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on: September 19, 2005, 12:15:52 PM
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The Malatesta quote also functions as a prank on reader
trmpus loquendi, tempus tacendi
time to speak, time to keep silent
Cantos 1-30 have frequent alterations between Rennaisance and modern
history. A Latin motto seems
overture to another Rennaisance canto
but instead lands us in what Ez
considered the Second Rennaisance --
The Age of Reason
Note that this includes a contrast --
Jeff and friends felt less need
for taciturnity than Sigismundo
but still not total freedom
-- "parts of this letter in cypher" --
Canto 30
and Ez himself records construction 200 years later
-- free speech without free radio speech is as zero --
canto 74
the crazy poet got himself charged with treason
for what his contract called "personal propaganda
on behalf of the American constitution"
[especally article I Sec 8]
"The joke is that Santayana really was
a fascist, and I never was. But he had
sense enough to keep his mouth shut." |
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Course Assignments / WEEK SIX / Re: Fart for Fascism!
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on: September 19, 2005, 10:18:51 AM
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i think and/or implies must we choose or can we combine?
A question not an answer
EP seems a political agnostic to me. He offers a spectrum of possibilities
in the Cantos, and in his political prose; he shows approval of
aspects of Whig theory, Coke, Jefferson, Adams, Social Credit,
technocracy, Mussolini, Jackson, Van Buren, velocity money,
Lenin, and a long list of Confucian emperors, without
endorsing any one of them as the "only" answer.
In ABC of Economics he denies the whole idea of
one correct answer -- "coal, oil, wood etc will all heat
our homes." The Confucian Cantos emphasize
'the times and seasons' in choosing best answer
for your needs. Oil, for instance, did NOT threaten
global warming in 19th Century... |
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Course Assignments / WEEK SIX / Re: social Credit
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on: September 17, 2005, 05:10:19 PM
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VERY GOOD!
Since information = wot you don't expect, does prejudice
help or hinder communication? Cd the English
govt communicate well with "the goddam Porta-goose?"
As well as they cd with "England's oldest ally?"
How much do we lose due to bias against certain styles
or media of communication? |
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Any and Everything / Group Space / Re: Coincidance Chapter one
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on: September 17, 2005, 11:29:18 AM
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You got me, but I never claimed infallibility
BTW. O'Rahhilly, O'Rielly, O'Reiey etc
all variations on the primal Gaelic ui Ralleigh
&
"The" O'Rahiily = the formal head of the clan
County Cavan where the clan once ruled
every adult male looks like one of my wife's Boston uncles
[she said on a visit] and every store had
one of hem ui Ralleigh names on it
Anyway the O'Rahiily seems the first to urge
the Irish to adopt the Swiss canton system
instead of English federal system |
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Course Assignments / WEEK SIX / Re: social Credit
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on: September 17, 2005, 10:18:43 AM
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The Shannon equation for information
( H = - Epilogepi )
came out all wrong and I don't know how to
fix it
It shd. define the information, H, in a message
as the negative recipricol of the probabilities of predicting
each signal in advance. As Norbert Weiner said,
great poetry has high informaion,
political speehes low.
real capital also = high unpredictibility...the foundation of social credit |
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Course Assignments / WEEK SIX / a large future
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on: September 16, 2005, 03:41:22 PM
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It is not only the juror's right, but his duty,
to find the verdict according to his own best
understanding, judgement and conscience, though in
direct opposition to the directions of the court.
John Adams
Our bank has bought us
a lot of shares in Mitsui
Who arm 50 divisions, who keep up the Japanese army
and they are destined to have a large future
Ezra Pound, Canto 38,
[written in 1933]
Like other "luminous details" or "ideograms"
in the Cantos, this presents a historical
event with few words and no explicit comment.
It makes a good place to start.
In 1933, "our" bank, the Federal Reserve,
invested in Mitsui [a branch of
Vickers, the "Arms kings"]*
*See Sir Basil Zaharoff
and Mitsui invested in
the Japanese army. The Poet predicts that they
will have a large future,
remaining ironically vague
about whether "they" means the Japanese army,
Mitsui, Vickers or maybe only the Fed.
Remember Pearl Harbor!
-- World War II slogan [U.S.A.]
"Oh, the banks are made of marble
With a guard at every door
And the vaults are full of silver
That the workers sweated for."
--traditional labor song |
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Course Assignments / WEEK FIVE / Bill Yeats
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on: September 16, 2005, 03:31:57 PM
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BEFORE THE WAR
in the world of Esperanza, Primrose and Augusta;
of fat fussy old women and of fat fussy old men.
"Sure they want war," said Bill Yeats,
"They want all the young gals fer themselves."
That lovely unconscious world,
slop over slop, and blue ribbons
Ezra Pound, Canto 41
W B Yeats: 1865-1939
James Joyce: 1882-1941
Ezra Pound: 1885-1972
Pound went to London in 1909 with the specific intent of
meeting Yeats, whom he considered the greatest living poet.
If you want to become a great poet, he believed, find a great poet
to learn from.
The Yeats-Pound synergy mutated both of them, stylistically.
If you agree with Nietzsche that "the only way to improve
your mind is to improve your style," then they both
grew mentally as well as technically. Modern poetry
oscillates between the poles of Pound and Yeats.
Of the tribe of Ezra (and acknowledging it): William
Carlos Williams, Allen Ginsberg, Charles Olsen, Sir Basil Bunting,
Louis Zukofsky, e e cummings) Yeats's influence
appears in W H Auden, Alan Tate, and most of T S Eliot
[except "The Waste Land" which Eliot allowed Pound
to "edit" -- the end product looks suspiciously like
a gloomy/neurotic/Christian prologue to Pound's exhuberant/
high-hearted/pagan Cantos]
In 1912, preparing an anthology of Imagist poetry, Pound
asked Yeats if he could suggest any new poets not allied
to the Imagist circle, but writing close enough to the Imagist
style to deserve inclusion. Yeats mentioned a man
who'd left Dublin under a cloud and had survived since then
as a language teacher in Trieste: James Joyce.
Pound wrote to JJ; JJ sent him the "Chamber Music"
poems and Pound picked two of them for the anthology.
[He picked exactly the same two I wd have picked,
the one about the sea-bird going forth in the cold wind
and the one about the Army marching and the sea-hags
running on the beach waving their long green hair.]
EP wrote again to ask for more poems. Joyce said he
currently worked in prose and sent along a few
of the "Dubliners" stories.
These stories resembled NOTHING previous in world literature.
They had no plots, no beginnings or middles or ends,
JJ had INVENTED the "slice of life" which later became
the "New Yorker-type story" and since then
has become formalized and mass produced
by mediocrities. The style [described by Joyce
as "scrupulous meanness"] fit the blocked, paralyzed,*
bumbling denizens of an Occupied City the way good
clothes fit a body.
*The first story concerns a priest who is both
physically and symbolically paralyzed.
Yeats belonged to several rebel groups (which might
have gotten him hanged if the Brits ever caught him.)
Joyce called himself an anarchist but remained politically
aloof (Stirnerite.) Yet Joyce, with the mask of "scrupulous
meanness," showed in small everyday details the
Death Trip hanging over an occupied country, and
made ordinary nastiness as awful as Sartre ever
made the major horrors of the Nazi occupation of France.
EP's reaction: "I can turn from good French prose to
a page of Joyce without feeling my head is
being stuffed with cotton." (Other English prose
of the time did not please him.)
Pound devoted major energies to getting "Dubliners"
published. When JJ began the "Portrait of the Artist."
with a new style, which starts out as baby-talk and
grows up in quantum jumps as the Artist himself
grows, from infancy to 20 years old,
Pound again saw a major breakthrough in prose
and worked like hell to get it serialized and then
published in full. Then he found two rich women
who started sending Joyce monthly gifts to support
him while he launched the even-more revolutionary
"Ulysses. " Through all this Pound never complained
about his own poverty. He seems to have seen himself
as a tough guy who took hard times easily and JJ
as a sensibility so sensitive it might burn out without
sufficient nourishment.
During World War I, Pound and Joyce corresponded
a lot and agreed about the slaughter. Pound said
it was a pity the nations involved couldn't ALL be defeated.
JJ wrote a Swiftian poem denouncing warfare --
the only overtly or openly political work in his ouvre.
Yeats expressed himself by writing poems in
which humanity appears as "weasels fighting
in a hole" and the Anti-Christ slouches toward
Bethlehem to be born
EP and JJ also entertained each other by mail with limericks
about their friends and the literary scene in general.
Some still seem funny.
AFTER THE WAR: BETWEEN WARS?
In the one-page autobiography he wrote for New
Directions in the early 1950s, Pound describes
a major re-orientation in typically terse fashion --
"1919: began investigating causes of war,
to oppose same."
In the 1920s JJ began Finnegans Wake and Pound
re-started the Cantos. Neither one could understand
the other any longer. They "drifted apart."
Although
both Finnegans Wake and the Cantos
attempt to "expain" history (read:
explain why World War I happened), they use
different mutations of style to
convey two radically new and radically different.
visions.
Pound locates the Original
Sin or major fuck-up in the economic structures
of societies AND in the ethical (or unethical) ideas
that perpetuate economic structures.
(Marx plus Dante, a mixture EP called Voluntarist
economics, and found anticpated in Kung fu tse and Mong tse...)
JJ finds the glitch in the conscious and unconscious
struggles over power, sex and status within one middle-class
early 20th Century Irish Protestant
household consisting of a middle-aged Mom and
Dad, two quarreling sons, a disturbed but sexy
teen-ager daughter, and 2 servants. The greatest
is within the smallest: one household models
humanity's predicament.
In 1931, at their last meeting, Pound grew loud
and agitated. JJ later said Pound had gone mad,
He was the first one to ever utter that opinion,
but he wd not be the last.
The Joyce-Pound saga (friendship and respect
turning to angry incomprehension) appears,
conciously or not, in the Cantos, as the Jefferson-Adams
friendship-feud-reconciliation.
EP and JJ never had that reconciliation, but--
On one of the radio broadcasts which the U S Department
of Justice called treasonous, Pound orated on JJ's death
and reiterated again that JJ ranked as the major
novelist of the 20th Century. |
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Course Assignments / WEEK FIVE / Poetry and Mathematics as Languages
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on: September 16, 2005, 03:20:34 PM
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The reality of metaphysics is the reality of masks.
--Oscar Wilde
The
day in 1982 when my wife, Arlen, and I arrived in Ireland we
tried her battery-operated radio to hear whatever we might find: our
way of diping our toes in the new culture before plunging into
its alien waters totally. By the kind of coincidence that I don't
regard as coincidental we found an RTE interviewer discussing local
legends about the pookah with a Kerry farmer. As a longtome pookaphile,
I found the conversation spellbinding, but the best part came at
the end:
"But do you believe in the pookah yourself?" asked the RTE man.
"That I do not," the farmer replied firmly, "and I doubt much that he believes in me either!"
I knew then that I had indeed found my spiritual homeland,
wherever I may otherwise roam, and that Yeats and Joyce and O'Brien had
not risen out of a vacuum. We had planned to say six weeks; we
eventually stayed six years.
Anthony Burgess once
argued that English English, American English and all the other
varieties of Anglophonics have become rational and pragmatic
[closure-oriented] but Irish English remains ludic [play-oriented].
While I see some truth in that formulation, I would prefer
to describe all-other-English as belonging to what
Neurolinguistic therapist Dr Richard Bandler calls the meta-model
[statements we can logically judge as true or false] and Irish
English as belonging to the Milton-model [statements not containable in
true-false logic but capable of seducing us into sudden new
perceptions.]
The Milton-model, named after Dr.
Milton Erickson --"the greatest therapeutic hypnotist of the 20th
Century," in the opinion of his peers -- contains no propositions
subject to proof or disproof, uses language the way that Kerry farmer
did, and can cause both intellectual and physiological
transformations.Because of his many successes in curing the allegedly
incurable, Dr Erickson often became proclaimed "the Miracle Worker."
Oddly,
most of Dr. Erickson's patients did not think they had undergone
hypnosis at all. They just remembered having a friendly chat with
an unusually sympathetic doctor. ..
According to
the Korzybsk-Whorf-Sapir hypothesis, the language a people speak
heavily influences their sense perceptions, their "concepts" and
even the way they feel about themselves and the world in general. "A
change in language can transform our appreciation of the cosmos,"
as Whorf stated the case. The clinical record of Erickson and his
school indicates that language tricks can even make us ill or make us
well again. The Irish neurolinguistic system illustrates
these theorems uncommonly well.
Whether you call
it ludic language, Ericksonian hypnosis, poetry or the verbal
equivelant of LSD, Irish English -- even in the professional hands of
all of Ireland's greatest writers --shows the same
non-aristotelian "illogic" or Zen humor as that Kerry farmer
Witness:
Death and life were not
Till man made up the whole,
Made lock, stock and barrel
Out of his bitter soul
--W.B. Yeats
"Men
are born liars." -- Liam O'Flaherty, in the first sentence of his
autobiography. Logcians call this an Empedoclean paradox. To an Irish
stylist, it does not appear Empedoclean nor paradoxical but merely
another pregnant bull. Since O'Fllaherty belonged to the class of all
men, he lied; but if he lied, his statement does not carry conviction,
so maybe he told the truth....
"Are the commentators on Hamlet really mad or only pretending to be mad?" -- Oscar Wilde.
Thy spirit keen through radiant mein
Thy shining throat and smiling eye
Thy little palm, thy side like foam --
I cannot die!
O woman, shapely as the swan,
In a cunning house hard-reared was I:
O bosom white, O well-shaped palm,
I shall not die!
--Padraic Colum
[A
Romantic poem, in style; anti-Romantic in content -- whether you think
of the female as a human lady or a symbol of Ireland a la
Cathleen ni Houlihan, Dark Rosaline or shan van vocht.]
"Durtaigh disloighal reibel aigris dogs."--Myles na gCopaleen
[It
only makes sense if you pronounce it as Gaelic, and then it becomes
ordinary English, expressing an ordinary English attitude toward
their Hibernian neighbors.]
"They shall come to know good." -- James Joyce. [Read it silently, then read it aloud.]
"There
is in mankind a certain
*************************************************** Hic multa
******************************************************************disiderantur***************************************************************
And this I take to be a clear solution of the matter." -- Jonathan
Swift [all expurgations Swift's own.]
"I
considered it desirable that he should know nothing about me but it was
even better if he knew several things that were quite wrong." -- Flann
O'Brien
Or, to take a few examples that lend themselves better to condensation than quotation:
Consider
Swift's pamphlet war with the astrologer Partridge, in which Swift
claimed Partridge had died and Partidge vehemently insisted on
his continued viability. Swift won hands down by pointing out that just
because a man claims he's alive does not compell us to
accept his uncorraborated testimony.
Or:
Bishop Berkeley, proving with meticulous logic that the universe
doesn't exist, although God has a persistent illusion that it does.
Or
the scandalous matter of Molly Bloom's adulterous affairs in Ulysses,
which number between one [Hugh Boylan] and more than thirty [including
a few priests and Lord Mayors and one Italian organ grinder], depending
on which of Joyce's 100+ narrators one chooses to believe. This
grows more perplexing when one realizes that some of the
"narrators" seem more like styles than persons: styles masquerading as
persons. Or maybe the ghosts of departed stylists, in the sense that
Berkeley called
Newton's infinitesmals the ghosts of departed quantities.
Colonized and post-Colonized peoples learn much about text and
sub-text; and Yeats did not develop his mystique of Mask and
Anti-Mask out of Hermetic metaphysics alone. In my six years sampling
Dublin pubs [1982-88] I overheard many conversations in the form:
--I saw your man last night.
--Oh? And?
--All going well there.
Who the devil is "your man"? Does this concern hashish from
Amsterdam
for the Punk Rock crowd, gelegnite on its way to Derry, or just the
ingrained habits shaped by 800 years of Occupation? Maybe: but
the speakers might simply refer to tickets for a soccer game....[You
will find a similarly oblique dialogue in the second section of the
"Wandering Rocks" montage in Ulysses, except that "your man" has become
"that certain party."]
I do not claim that
Sassanach conquest alone produced Ireland's elusive wit and ludic
poesy; but it sharpened tendencies already there as far back as Finn
Mac Cumhal. Yeats says somewhere that Ireland was part of Asia until
the Battle of the Boyne; but that dating merely represents W.B.'s
reactionary Romanticism. Joyce knew that Ireland remained part of Asia;
Finnegans Wake explicitly tells us it emerged from "the Haunted
Inkbottle, no number Brimstone Walk, Asia in Ireland."
You
can test one level of truth in this by simply
asking directions in both Tokio and Dublin. In either place you will
encounter old-fashioned politeness and friendliness unknown in most of
the industrial world, and you will get sent in the wrong direction.
Hostile humor? I think not. Asiatic languages, including Irish English,
simply do not accomodate themselves to Newtonian grids, either spatial
or temporal.
Arlen and I used to play a game in
Dublin: whenever we saw two clocks we would compare them.
They never agreed. In Cork, the four clocks on the City Hall
tower always show four different times; locals call them "the Four
Liars." The sociologist may class this as post-Colonial syndrome--
based on the baleful suspicion that the English invented time to make a
man work more than the Good Lord ever intended -- but Joyce noted that
the only three world-class philosophers of Celtic geneology, Erigena,
Berkeley and Bergson, all denied the reality of time
[and only Berkeley lived under English rule.]
A
Dublin legend tells of an Englishman who, noting that the two clocks in
Padraic Pearse station do not agree, commented loudly that this
discordance"is so damned typically bloody Irish." A Dubliner
corrected him: "Sure now, if they agreed one of them would be
superfluous."
Even more in the Daoist tradition:
Two Cork men meet on the street. "Filthy weather for this time of
year," ventures the first.
"Ah, sure," replies the second, "it isn't this time of year at all, man."
Compare
the Chinese proverb, "Summer never becomes winter, infants never grow
old." Einstein's relativity and Dali's melting clocks belong to
the same universe as these Hibernio-Chinese Eccentrcities.
In
County Clare and the West generally one often hears the grammatical
form, "My uncle was busy feeding the pigs one night and I a girl of six
years...." [One also hears this in Synge's plays -- all of them.]
Elsewhere in the English speaking world one would hear, "My uncle was
busy feeding the pigs one night when I was a girl of six
years..." The Irish English retains the grammar of Irish Gaelic, but it
thereby retains the timeless or Daoist sense of a world where every now
exists but no now ever "becomes" another now.
Nor
does this neurolinguistic grid, or reality-tunnel, only manifest in
Irish speech and literature. William Rowan Hamilton, one of Eire's
greatest mathematicians, probably the greatest of all, made many
contributions, but two have special interest for us here.
1.
Hamilton invented non-commutative math, which I shall try to explain.
In arithmetic, 2 x 3 = 3 x 2, or they both equal 6 [if you haven't
raised too many pints that night.] Ordinary algebra, the only kind most
of us ever learned in school, follows the same rule: a x b = b x a.
Everybody knows that, right? Well, in Hamilton's algebra, a x b does
NOT = b x a.
More "Asiatic" influence? More
of the Celtic Twilight? Well, in Pure Mathematics, you can invent
any system you want as long as it remains internally consistent;
finding out if it has any resemblence to the experiential world remains
the job of the Applied Mathematician, or the engineer. It required
about 100 years to find a "fit" for Hamiltonian algebra, and then it
revolutionized physics. Hamilton's math describes the sub-atomic
[quantum] world, and ordinary math does not.
The
reader may classify Hamilton's feat as a variety of precognition
or maybe just as more of the Hibernian compulsion to challenge
everything the Saxon regards as unquestionable.
2.
Physicists of Hamilton's day endlessly debated whether light
travels as waves like water or as discrete particles like bullets. He
supported both totally contradictory models, although in
different contexts. Among Fundamentalist Materialists, they call
this the heresy of "perspectivism," but again, after 100 years, it
became part of quantum mechanics, although usually credited to Neils
Bohr, who only rediscovered it. Perspectivism
also haunts postmoderrn literary theory, cultural anthropology and,
especially, the Joyce Industry, as more and more Joyce scholars realize
that all of the 100+ narrative "voices" in Ulysses seem equally true in
some sense, equally untrue in some sense and equally beyond
either/or logic in any sense.
Quantum Mechanics
owes a second huge debt, and a perpetual head-ache, to another Irish
physicist, John Stewart Bell.
Bell's
Theorem, a mathematical demonstration by Dr. Bell published
in 1965, has become more popular than Tarot cards with New Agers,
who think they understand it but generally don't. Meanwhile it
remains controversial with physicists, some of whom think they
understand it but many of whom frankly admit they find it as perplexing
as a chimpanzee in a Beethoven string quartet.
In a [hazardous] attempt to translate Bell's math
into the verbal forms in which we discuss what physics "means," Bell
seems to have proved that any two "particles"once in contact will
continue to act as if connected no matter how far apart they move
in "space" or "time" [or in space-time.] You can see why New
Agers like this: it sounds like it supports the old magick
idea that if you get ahold of a hair from your enemy, anything
you do to the hair will effect him.
Most physcists
think a long series of experiments, especially those of Dr Alain Aspect
and others in the 1970s and Aspect in 1982 have settled the matter.
Particles once in contact certainly seem "connected," or
correlated, or at least dancing in the same ballet....But not all
physicists have agreed. Some, the AntiBellists, still publish
criticisms of alleged defects in the experiments. These arguments seem
too technical to be summarized here, and only a small minority
still cling to them, but this dissent needs to be mentioned since most
New Agers don't know about it.
The
most daring criticism of Bell comes from Dr N. David Berman of
Columbia, who believes he has refined the possible interpretations of
Bell down to two: (1) non-locality ["total rapport"] and (2)
solipsism. We will explain non-locality below, but Dr Berman
finds it so absurd that he prefers solipsism. ["Is The Moon There When
Nobody Looks?"Physics Today, April 1985. He says the moon, and
everything else, does't exist until perceived; Bishop Berkeley has won
himself one more convert.]
Among those who accept
Bell's Theorem, Dr David Bohm of the University of London offers
three interpretations of what it means:
"It may
mean that everything in the universe is in a kind of total rapport, so
that whatever happens is related to everthing else
[non-locality]; or it may mean that there is some kind of information
that can travel faster than the speed of light; or it may mean that our
concepts of space and time have to be modified in some way that we
don't understand."(London Times, 20 Feb 1983)
Bohm's
first model,"total rapport," also called non-locality, brings us very
close-- very, very close -- to Oriental monism: "All is One," as in
Vedanta, Buddhism and Daoism. It also brings us in hailing
distance of Jungian synchronicity, an idea that seems "occult" or worse
to most scientists, even if it won the endorsement of Wolfgang Pauli,a
quantum heavyweight and Nobel laureate. You can see why New Agers
like this; you will find it argued with unction and plausibility in
Capra's The Tao of Physics. It means atomic particles remains
correlated because everything always remains correlated.
I
suggest that physicists often explain this in Chinese metaphors because
they don't know as much about Ireland as they do about China, and
because they haven't read Finnegans Wake,
The
strongest form of this non-local model, called super-determinism,
claims that everything "is" one thing, or at least one process. From
the Big Bang to the last word of this sentence and beyond,
nothing can become other than it is,since everything remains part of a
correlated whole. Nobody has openly endorsed this view but
several (Stapp, Herbert et al) have accused others, especially Capra,
of unknowingly endorsing it.
Bohm's second
alternative, information faster-than-light, brings us into realms
previously explored only in science-fiction. Bell's particles may be
correlated because they act as parts of an FTL (faster than light)
cosmic Internet. If I can send an FTL message to my grandpa, it might
change my whole universe to the extent that I wouldn't exist at
all. [E.g., he might suffer such shock that he wouldn't survive to
reproduce.] We must either reject this as impossible, or else it
leads to the "parallel universe" model. I'm here in this universe, but
in the universe next door the message removed me, so I never sent it
there. Remind you, a bit, of that Kerry farmer?
Even
more radical offshots of this notion have come forth from Dr John
Archibald Wheeler and Dr Jack Sarfatti. Dr Wheeler has proposed
that every atomic or sub-atomic experiment we perform changes every
particle in the universe everywhichway in time, back to the Big
Bang. The universe becomes constant creation, as in Sufism, but atomic
physicists, not Allah, serve as its creators. Yeats again wakes?
[He would, of course, place Bards as the creators, not measurers
and calculators, but still the human mind has "made up the
whole."]
Dr Bohm's third alternative, modification
of our ideas of space and time, could lead us anywhere...including back
to the Berkeleyan/Kantian notion that space and time do not exist,
except as human projections, like persistent optical illusions.(Some
think Relativity already demonstrates that...and some will recall Mr
Yeats again, and that Kerry farmer....) All particles remain correlated
because they never move in space or time, because space and time only
exist "in our heads."
Meanwhile,
a Dr. Harrison suggests that we may have to abandon Aristotelian logic,
i.e give up classifying things into only the two categories of "true
and real" and "untrue and unreal." In between, in Aristotle's excluded
middle, we may have the "maybe" proposed by von Neumann in 1933, the
probabilistic logics (percentages/gambles) suggested by Korzybski, the
four-valued logic of Rapoport (true, false, indeterminate and
meaningless) or some system the non-Hibernian world hasn't found
yet. The Kerry farmer would handle all of this better than the typical
graduate of any university outside Ireland.
And
so we see that two Irishman. Hamilton and Bell, have the majority
of physicists arguing about issues that make them sound like a
symposium among Berkeley, Swift, Yeats and Joyce. Through their
literature, speakers raised in Irish English have transformed the
printed page; now their mathematicians, raised in the same
neurolinguistic grid, have revolutionized our basic notions of
"reality," which in the light of what we have seen, badly needs the
dubious quotes I just hung on it.
"In filth, sublimity;
in sublimity, filth."
--Bruno
Dr Leary got jailed by the Lying Bastards 1970-1975. They also
passed a law against replicating his experiments. Do not underestimate
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Another lobster, and a New York steak....
--F For Fake
--Say it, no ideas but in things--
nothing but the blank faces of the houses
nothing but the night without Her
Fire on the mountain?
No, the deer are
still, tranquil:
It must be sunlight
You can always trust the government. Ask an Indian.
--Vine Deloria
Guarde el vuelo del lasagna!
The
cat licks its paws:
I watch, three floors
above-- it
Looks
up straight at me!
Get ready: the machines are coming.
British physicist Stephen Hawking says if humans hope to compete with
the rising tide of artificial intelligence, they'll have to improve
through genetic engineering.
In an
interview released Saturday with the newsmagazine Focus, Hawking said
science could increase the complexity of DNA and ``improve'' human
beings.
He conceded that it would be a long
process, ``but we should follow this road if we want biological systems
to remain superior to electronic ones.''
``In contrast with our intellect, computers double their performance
every 18 months,'' he added. ``So the danger is real that they could
develop intelligence and take over the world.''
``We must develop as quickly as possible technologies that make
possible a direct connection between brain and computer, so that
artificial brains contribute to human intelligence rather than opposing
it,'' Hawking said.
August 8, 1996 e.v.
Dolphins
in the bay
Playing, sporting, having fun--
World without money!
"Joyce was very highbrow,
very middlebrow,
and very, very lowbrow."
--Marshall McLuhan
We open Pound's Cantos, the tale of the tribe -- the first
attempt at a global epic --a brand-new world of
allatonceness. "Time" has ceased,
"space" has vanished....We read:
CANTO I
And then went down to the ship,
Probably the first time an epic began in the middle of a
sentence. *Thus EP notifies us at once that he will present
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"f-e-e-d-b-a-c-k..."
H = - Epilogepi
--Claude Shannon, The Mathematical Theory of Communication
"Shit, motherfucker! I want my fucking money, motherfucker."
I'm still hungry.
--Citizen Kane
You'll get fat!
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Tale of the Tribe
