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Re: Spinal Catastrophism
« on: September 11, 2020, 05:10:44 pm »
There is a saying George Carlin might have used.   Pulling my chain.   I am weary of those influenced by "French intellectuals" of the sort who might expect an audience receptive to their style; as opposed to a grouchy and bitter old Steppenwolf trying to be honest about his lack of skill in writing the most fundamental of mathematical proofs.

I do explore this literature.  Hell, I had been an enthusiast at times ... [see AntiOedipus Revisited] ---- much research has been lost in the Seattle area ... there is mention of my encounters with schizoanalysis in I Don't Exist ...

Schopenhauer must have spoiled me for any other writer.  Even Cioran and Ligotti can be all-too-obscure, where one must have access to a thesaurus in order to interpret the lines.  And yet I also struggle with the rigorous attention to the most minute detail in the proofs as presented in the Dolciani classics from 1960's and 1980's.  There is a "lazy" component of my brain which may be vulnerable to ultra-scientific jargon - all the combinations with Latin or Greek prefixes and suffixes. 

I wonder what the Buddha of Berlin would have had to say about it all.  I recall something about this notion where people may tend to think the latest and newest is cutting edge, as in neuroscience; whereas Schopenhauer believed that the most very ancient nearest the origins of our species had greater wisdom and clarity as far as "how to live" or "what we are facing upon being born sentient lifeforms."

I am struggling with the concept of intellectual honesty these days.  It has always haunted me as regarding the retaining of mathematical knowledge.  I am constantly referring to notes, which in turn refer to still more notes.   Pages of symbols ... words ... statements ... then there is the toothache pain forever threatening to GET MY FULL ATTENTION.   How can a writer remain honest and yet still maintain some composure.

It takes me days to complete an exercise, but, on paper, there is no way to relay to the receiver how much time and thought goes into the solution or explanation.  One has no control over how one's "documentation" will be received, or whether it will be honored by anyone other than an aged version of oneself.   

And yet, keeping an open mind, this Spinal Catastrophism does invite the use of precise expression of unpleasant brute facts:  ... that atrocity exhibition of evolutionary traumata, the sick orthograde talking mammal.

traumata with car keys  ::)

we are a pitiable lot  :(
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