Part
II: The Age of Reason: Love At
Every Sight !
Part
III: Scientific Earthquakes and Philosophic Tornados
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REASON AND WISDOM
Part Two
THE AGE OF
REASON :
LOVE AT EVERY SIGHT !
Sapientia and The Nineties
To
become wise is to get cool, is to slowdown, to be
cautious, very
precise, more lovely, most lovingly, extremely
dangerous.
Why are
some people clever, cui bono ? Why are others
so wise , que sais-je ?
To
be clever and to radiate wisdom are two different
qualities, not
necessarily two sides of the same relation, of the
same thing. Vanity,
irrationality and eloquence have nothing to do with
Wisdom; confidence,
especially in oneself, brilliance, genius,
originality,
totality and militancy
more readily nurture sapientia. Certainly, the
nitwit
or blockhead, the
Dummkopf or Dumpfkopf, is
counterpoised
to both the dextrous fox and
the learned owl, but its real opposite is the
payaso,
the clown or tomfool.
Concerning the latter the whole globe is already
invaded
by these
preposterous extraterrestrial creatures.
The
tomfool gaffs like a threshing machine, spitting
out ideological
straw and strewing social smog in all directions;
the clown is more excited,
is restless and blind ; his artistic delicacy is the
tragicomical
idee fixe, the
eternal absolute truths.
The
Owl of Minerva is mysterious, invisible ; in all
obscure and vague
matters she is in her element ; she is quiet,
preponderant,
mature,
imperturbable, caring and careful, solid and stolid.
Christ is dear to her,
Marx is dear to her, but the flowing Truth is dearer
still : in the Aristotelian
tradition she hoots : amicus Plato, amicus
Socrates,
sed magis amica
veritas !
The Bitter Lesson
Awe
stricken all of us wander on this thorny road,
along these dangerous rocky cliffs;
some of us get our horns entangled in the arid
social
shrubs,
and we reach the point of no return, of never ever
being able to liberate
ourselves; others with supernatural endurance
outlive
the devastating
hurricanes and typhoons of our times; those that
fall
by the wayside
either liquidate themselves or they genuflect, make
the sign of the cross,
pray; and then leave the rest of the matter
to the divine che sará, sará ;
others are dragged along by the jolly carnival of
politics and exotic sexism, by the
currents of virtual reality and the circus of global
progress and
pleasure ; although completely encircled by hungry
wolves and bloodthirsty werewolves,
very few people succeed to build their humble shacks
on firm
earthly soil; only an infinitesimal minority of us
can still find a little while
to reflect, to think and to reason about, for and
by themselves, to become
wise.
The
Bitter Lesson : Not the Information Highway, Only
simple Acting
a n d Thinking, About Yourself, By
Yourself
and For Yourself, Here
a n d Now, pave the narrow serpentine track
towards Wisdom, towards Emancipation.
What did the formal logical "Nineties" reveal ?
Generally,
a Man is decorated with a Prize, with a
Nobel Prize, with
a Distinguished Service Cross, with an Honorary
Doctorate,
because
either he is a "hero", or in his field of work, he
has done something par
excellence , or he has "discovered" something brand
new, for the
technological progress and social welfare of
Mankind.
Thanks to these
Great Men we enjoy myriad of luxuries of life,
health
and sanity! Also
may they be eternally blessed for their good work
and invaluable
contributions to continental discoveries, military
conquests, global
evangelization, statesmanship, Hiroshima, Nagasaki,
the Holocaust and
Chernobyl !
I Want News !
What
did a life, a death, a life a n d
death of some six "decades",
on some three continents "discover" ?
What is new, what is up ?
Any News ?
Surely,
it did not perform miracles, it did not produce
world wonders,
nothing to be proud of, nothing worth any
price,
any prize. It did not
climb Mount Everest, it did not jump around on the
Moon, it did not even
jump over the Moon. It did not write, compile or
compose
the
Encyclopaedia Britannica. It is not a walking
"Brockhaus"
or "Big
Larousse". It did not fight in Vietnam or
Iraq,
however, it surely did
experience many "Desert Storms".
Au
contraire, it is a miracle that as a Relation, as
a Bezug, it survived at all, and
did not land on Robben Island or was thrown down a
barranco.
It is a great wonder that it still has brains to
think
and a spinal column to
go in upward gait, it is simply wonderful to be able
to act a n d to think independently.
This is surely priceless, one of the few things
which
money could not buy, cannot buy.
In splendid flummox nights it does surmount its own
Mesa in the Loma de Los Indios. This perilous adventure does not enter
the Book of Guinness but rather appears on a Home page.
Where have all the Flowers Gone ?
In
a world of massive ecocide, where the deforested
Andes look like a
huge Mars crater, where the evergreen Pedregosa of
Mérida is progressively
being converted into a stony, lifeless, treeless
cement
desert, where, as a
consequence, the steaming heat melts the zinc
and asbestos roofs, where
the tiles become white hot, and where, through the
open windows, the
wind howls like a starving wolf, where, on earth,
will somebody sincerely
be congratulated because in a desert region he has
planted more than a
hundred trees within two years ? And, in a world,
where water supply is a luxury,
where potable water is a very rare gift of the water
lords, who will notice the
lovely and loving care devoted to these natural
beings
so that
they may survive, may grow, may flourish ? Who cares
about Nature ?
Who has nightmares about global ecocide ? Who feels
hurt when he chops
off the head of a chicken or reduces an age old tree
to lumber ? Except,
Woody Allen, who has noticed that this whole globe
is simply a huge
"Four Seasons" Restaurant ?
In
a world, where Money makes the Earth go round, where
can one buy
the time and the leisure to achieve the nearly
impossible
? As stated before,
this natural social relation cannot be found on the
labour market ; it has no
exchange value, no price, no prize! The above is
ever
new, is sempiternal news.
It exists as acting a n d
thinking,
it transcends as Love At Every
Sight !
Science a n d Philosophy
The
layman, the debutante, may ask : What has
the above to do with
"stringent scientific research" and "profound
philosophic
reasoning "?
Like a bolt from an azure sky, the reply comes
:
It has very little to do
with them! In fact, it is not even their opposite,
it has a non-relation to
that which in the Patria, in Western, Christian
Civilization,
classically and
traditionally is being defined as "Natural
Science"
and Philosophy.
Should our Science a n d Philosophy have
a relation to the above ?
If so, why ? And, when it does not have a relation
to the above, is this forbidden?
Is it a capital crime ? Who prohibits this? And what
is the
penalty? Who forbids Formal Logic, Dialectics,
Racism,
Nazism, Neo-Liberalism,
World Wars, Globalism ? Are there only official
methods
of scientific research and philosophic reasoning?
Do no others exist ?
Certainly, the above questions are scientific
novelties,
philosophic innovations !
PART III
SCIENTIFIC EARTHQUAKES AND PHILOSOPHIC TORNADOS