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Freud on Freud, Auden on Freud

by on Jun.02, 2009, under poetry, psychoanalysis

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In Memory of Sigmund Freud
 

  When there are so many we shall have to mourn,
when grief has been made so public, and exposed
to the critique of a whole epoch
the frailty of our conscience and anguish,

Of whom shall we speak? For every day they die
among us, those who were doing us some good,
who knew it was never enough but
hoped to improve a little by living.

Such was this doctor: still at eighty he wished
to think of our life from whose unruliness
so many plausible young futures
with threats or flattery ask obedience,

but his wish was denied him: he closed his eyes
upon that last picture, common to us all,
of problems like relatives gathered
puzzled and jealous about our dying.

For about him till the very end were still
those he had studied, the fauna of the night,
and shades that still waited to enter
the bright circle of his recognition

turned elsewhere with their disappointment as he
was taken away from his life interest
to go back to the earth in London,
an important Jew who died in exile.

Only Hate was happy, hoping to augment
his practice now, and his dingy clientele
who think they can be cured by killing
and covering the garden with ashes.

They are still alive, but in a world he changed
simply by looking back with no false regrets;
all he did was to remember
like the old and be honest like children.

He wasn’t clever at all: he merely told
the unhappy Present to recite the Past
like a poetry lesson till sooner
or later it faltered at the line where

long ago the accusations had begun,
and suddenly knew by whom it had been judged,
how rich life had been and how silly,
and was life-forgiven and more humble,

able to approach the Future as a friend
without a wardrobe of excuses, without
a set mask of rectitude or an
embarrassing over-familiar gesture.

No wonder the ancient cultures of conceit
in his technique of unsettlement foresaw
the fall of princes, the collapse of
their lucrative patterns of frustration:

if he succeeded, why, the Generalised Life
would become impossible, the monolith
of State be broken and prevented
the co-operation of avengers.

Of course they called on God, but he went his way
down among the lost people like Dante, down
to the stinking fosse where the injured
lead the ugly life of the rejected,

and showed us what evil is, not, as we thought,
deeds that must be punished, but our lack of faith,
our dishonest mood of denial,
the concupiscence of the oppressor.

If some traces of the autocratic pose,
the paternal strictness he distrusted, still
clung to his utterance and features,
it was a protective coloration

for one who’d lived among enemies so long:
if often he was wrong and, at times, absurd,
to us he is no more a person
now but a whole climate of opinion

under whom we conduct our different lives:
Like weather he can only hinder or help,
the proud can still be proud but find it
a little harder, the tyrant tries to

make do with him but doesn’t care for him much:
he quietly surrounds all our habits of growth
and extends, till the tired in even
the remotest miserable duchy

have felt the change in their bones and are cheered
till the child, unlucky in his little State,
some hearth where freedom is excluded,
a hive whose honey is fear and worry,

feels calmer now and somehow assured of escape,
while, as they lie in the grass of our neglect,
so many long-forgotten objects
revealed by his undiscouraged shining

are returned to us and made precious again;
games we had thought we must drop as we grew up,
little noises we dared not laugh at,
faces we made when no one was looking.

But he wishes us more than this. To be free
is often to be lonely. He would unite
the unequal moieties fractured
by our own well-meaning sense of justice,

would restore to the larger the wit and will
the smaller possesses but can only use
for arid disputes, would give back to
the son the mother’s richness of feeling:

but he would have us remember most of all
to be enthusiastic over the night,
not only for the sense of wonder
it alone has to offer, but also

because it needs our love. With large sad eyes
its delectable creatures look up and beg
us dumbly to ask them to follow:
they are exiles who long for the future

that lives in our power, they too would rejoice
if allowed to serve enlightenment like him,
even to bear our cry of ‘Judas’,
as he did and all must bear who serve it.

One rational voice is dumb. Over his grave
the household of Impulse mourns one dearly loved:
sad is Eros, builder of cities,
and weeping anarchic Aphrodite.

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Baroque Garden, Dublin

by on Jun.02, 2009, under architecture, photography

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Would You Slap Your Father? If So, You’re a Liberal

by on Jun.02, 2009, under psychology

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Posted with the usual caveats about not taking evolutionary psychology at its own estimation. Still, rather interesting:

Would You Slap Your Father? If So, You’re a Liberal

(Nicholas D. Kristof in the New York Times)

Some evolutionary psychologists believe that disgust emerged as a protective mechanism against health risks, like faeces, spoiled food or corpses. Later, many societies came to apply the same emotion to social “threats.” Humans appear to be the only species that registers disgust, which is why a dog will wag its tail in puzzlement when its horrified owner yanks it back from eating excrement.

Psychologists have developed a “disgust scale” based on how queasy people would be in 27 situations, such as stepping barefoot on an earthworm or smelling urine in a tunnel. Conservatives systematically register more disgust than liberals. (To see how you weigh factors in moral decisions, take the testswww.yourmorals.org.) at

It appears that we start with moral intuitions that our brains then find evidence to support. For example, one experiment involved hypnotizing subjects to expect a flash of disgust at the word “take.” They were then told about Dan, a student council president who “tries to take topics that appeal to both professors and students.”

The research subjects felt disgust but couldn’t find any good reason for it. So, in some cases, they concocted their own reasons, such as: “Dan is a popularity-seeking snob.”

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Op-Ed Columnist – Would You Slap Your Father? If So, You’re a Liberal – NYTimes.com.  (Take the tests, they are interesting)

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Happiness, Again

by on Jun.02, 2009, under philosophy, psychoanalysis, psychology

What is Happiness?

Below is an article that takes one of the popular modern approaches to the question of what makes us happy – and why. It’s certainly not a new field of enquiry. Every religion and philosophy has had something to say about it, if only to dismiss it as a serious topic. Not that many do that.

In the west alone we have a sustained investigation among the ancinet Greek and Roman philosophers, such as Epicurus (this is supposed to be what he looked like) and his followers, the Stoics, and a host of others.

I am most impressed with the Aristotlian idea  eudaimonea (worthwhile, flourishing, life) , but the general goal of many of them seems to be closer to Buddhism: ataraxia, or the state of being devoid of affect, desire – and anxiety. Not so much happiness as the avoidance of pain.

There’s also a political aspect to the question – what kinds of societies are those which promote human flourishing ?(assuming the aim is posed in such terms).

Perhaps though, Nietzsche was right when he said that happiness was not the goal of humans – only Englishmen. I doubt it though. Mind you, the thought is echoed by some Lacanians – not the bit about being English, but the idea that our goal is something other than pleasure, hedon.  Note how easy, and how misleadingly, we can slip from pleasure , conceived as a physical state,  to happiness, thought of as a way of life. They are clearly two different things. Perhaps further analysis would reveal that ‘other goal’ of the anti-hedon brigade to be, just a verson of eudaimonea? Not I suspect, the view that a Zizek or a Lacan would take. Think of their concept of the death drive, and the long shadow of Schopenhaurean pessimism that seems to accompany so much lacanian thought about the ‘ends of man’.

Whatever we take happiness to be, I do think the investigation is worthwhile (or I wouldnt be posting this). But I’d add a couple of caveats. One is that we ought not to allow economists to define happiness  for us. If we do that we are likely to end up with a crude version of utilitarianism – happiness as hedon, again. The other is that while we should follow the latest scinetific research (as below), we should not swallow the results – or the assumptions – uncritically.  Scientific research of the kind outlined below can be conducted in many ways, but it can lead the unwary into an ill considered reductionsm – of the kind that  assumes that a complex concept can always be  redescribed without loss  in entirely physical, biological manner; or into a set of speculations about our evolutionary past which resmble nothing so much as the Just-So stories of Kipling (how we came to need pleasure presented in the same manner as ‘how the leopard got his spots’). The former is part of the essence of scientific method, but needs to be balanced against other considerations; the latter is part of the current fashion for pseudo-darwinian ‘explanations’  for everything.

The Science of Lasting Happiness

Through controlled experiments, Sonja Lyubomirsky explores ways to beat the genetic set point for happiness. Staying in high spirits, she finds, is hard work

By Marina Krakovsky

Count your blessings every day? Not if you want to be really happy……Lyubomirsky had to lay some groundwork before she could go into the lab. Back then, happiness was “a fuzzy, unscientific topic,” she says, and although no instrument yet exists for giving perfectly valid, reliable and precise readings of someone’s happiness from session to session, Lyubomirsky has brought scientific rigor to the emerging field. From her firm belief that it is each person’s self-reported happiness that matters, she developed a four-question Subjective Happiness Scale. Lyubomirsky’s working definition of happiness–”a joyful, contented life”–gets at both the feelings and judgments necessary for overall happiness. (If a sleep-deprived new mom feels fulfilled but frazzled, and an aimless party girl feels empty despite loads of fun, neither would consider herself truly happy.) To this day, she rarely sees her studies’ participants; they do most exercises out in the real world and answer detailed questionnaires on the computer, often from home. To assess subjects’ efforts and honesty, she uses several cross-checks, such as timing them as they complete the questionnaires.

The research needed to answer questions about lasting happiness is costly, because studies need to follow a sizable group of people over a long time. Two and a half years ago Lyubomirsky and Sheldon received a five-year, $1-million grant from the National Institute of Mental Health to do just that. Investigators have no shortage of possible strategies to test, with happiness advice coming “from the Buddha to Tony Robbins,” as Seligman puts it. So Lyubomirsky started with three promising strategies: kindness, gratitude and optimism–all of which past research had linked with happiness.

More from: The Science of Lasting Happiness: Scientific American.

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