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Sydney Smith: Never Give Way to Melancholy

by Chris on Feb.17, 2010, under psychoanalysis, psychology

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Never give way to melancholy. Nothing encroaches more. I fight against it vigorously. One great remedy is, to take short views of life. Are you happy now ? Are you likely to remain so till tomorrow or next month, or next year ? Then why destroy present happiness by a distant misery which may never come at all, or you may never live to see ? For every substantial grief has twenty shadows, and many of them shadows of your own making.

Sydney Smith

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Durer: Melencolia

by Chris on Nov.15, 2009, under art, culture, psychoanalysis, psychology

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Goya: The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters

by Chris on Nov.15, 2009, under art, psychoanalysis, psychology

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Zizek

by Chris on Oct.12, 2009, under General, film, philosophy, politics, psychoanalysis


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Slavoj Žižek: New Website

by Chris on Oct.11, 2009, under media, philosophy, politics, psychoanalysis, society

Zizek’s new website

I’m not sure exactly who is running it – not the man himself I suspect – but it’s the hub for Zizek related matters, with a US emphasis, I assume.

Slavoj Žižek —.

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You Are the Woman of the Other and I Desire You

by Chris on Oct.04, 2009, under psychoanalysis

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Eve and Adam, the first “crush” in human history. We actually have data to say that there was a crush on the part of Adam at first sight, but we do not know if there was one with Eve, perhaps she had her first crush with the snake. This introduces a certain asymmetry. I give my version of the story of Adam and Eve, accepting however other possible interpretations….

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Adam Curtis, The Trap, The Power of Nightmares, The Century of the Self and others…

by Chris on Aug.24, 2009, under economics, film, history, media, philosophy, politics, psychoanalysis, society

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Adam Curtis Films here:

Adam Curtis, The Trap, The Power of Nightmares, The Century of the Self and others….

(You might need to scroll down a little to find them)

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All on Rewtube.

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you can see his new film It felt like a kiss on his blog, here.

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Z and I: A True Story

by Chris on Aug.12, 2009, under Chris, photography, psychoanalysis

 

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Earlier this summer I was making my way home on the Piccadilly line, reading something by Zizek. I got off at Russell Square, thinking about some dialectical reversal or dirty joke of his I’d just read, and picturing the man himself, baggy T-shirt, beard etc.

 

Leaving the tube, I cut through the little lane that connects Bernard Street to Guilford street, looked up and saw: Zizek, in baggy T shirt etc, stood outside the President hotel, waving goodbye to someone in a car. I’d gone from reading, thinking about and now suddenly encountering him in the street.

So, Lacanians: we have the Symbolic (reading his stuff), the Imaginary (me picturing him as I’d seen him last on youtube or at a conference), and then the encounter. If I understand it correctly the Real wasn’t the empirical Zizek stood in my street there, it was the disorientation/mild trauma  experienced in the disruption of the other modes of representation when I suddenly saw him, big and hairy, looming right in front of me.

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Happy Like God

by Chris on Jun.03, 2009, under philosophy, psychoanalysis, psychology, society

Continuing our series of discussions about the nature of happiness, here is a contribution from a philosopher. I’d say the happiness he describes here is only one of the varieties (and I don’t agree that the type described below was  Aristotle’s only idea about what happiness is – but it certainly gets my vote).

What is happiness? How does one get a grip on this most elusive, intractable and perhaps unanswerable of questions?

I teach philosophy for a living, so let me begin with a philosophical answer. For the philosophers of Antiquity, notably Aristotle, it was assumed that the goal of the philosophical life — the good life, moreover — was happiness and that the latter could be defined as the bios theoretikos, the solitary life of contemplation. Today, few people would seem to subscribe to this view. Our lives are filled with the endless distractions of cell phones, car alarms, commuter woes and the traffic in Bangalore. The rhythm of modern life is punctuated by beeps, bleeps and a generalized attention deficit disorder.

But is the idea of happiness as an experience of contemplation really so ridiculous? Might there not be something in it? I am reminded of the following extraordinary passage from Rousseau’s final book and his third (count them — he still beats Obama 3-to-2) autobiography, “Reveries of a Solitary Walker”:

If there is a state where the soul can find a resting-place secure enough to establish itself and concentrate its entire being there, with no need to remember the past or reach into the future, where time is nothing to it, where the present runs on indefinitely but this duration goes unnoticed, with no sign of the passing of time, and no other feeling of deprivation or enjoyment, pleasure or pain, desire or fear than the simple feeling of existence, a feeling that fills our soul entirely, as long as this state lasts, we can call ourselves happy, not with a poor, incomplete and relative happiness such as we find in the pleasures of life, but with a sufficient, complete and perfect happiness which leaves no emptiness to be filled in the soul. (emphases mine)

This is as close to a description of happiness as I can imagine. Rousseau is describing the experience of floating in a little rowing boat on the Lake of Bienne close to Neuchâtel in his native Switzerland. He particularly loved visiting the Île Saint Pierre, where he used to enjoy going for exploratory walks when the weather was fine and he could indulge in the great passion of his last years: botany. He would walk with a copy of Linneaus under his arm, happily identifying plants in areas of the deserted island that he had divided for this purpose into small squares.

Read more  here: Happy Like God – Happy Days Blog – NYTimes.com.

 -Simon Critchley

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Freud on Freud, Auden on Freud

by Chris 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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Happiness, Again

by Chris 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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Architectural Parallax: Spandrels and Other Phenomena of Class Struggle

by Chris on Apr.28, 2009, under architecture, art, philosophy, politics, psychoanalysis

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My knowledge of architecture is constrained to a coupler of idiosyncratic data: my love for Ayn Rand and her architecture-novel The Fountainhead; my admiration of the Stalinist “wedding-cake” baroque kitsch; my dream of a house composed only of secondary spaces and places of passage – stairs, corridors, toilets, store-rooms, kitchen – with no living room or bedroom. The danger that I am courting is thus that what I will say will oscillate between the two extremes of unfounded speculations and what most is already known for a long time.

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Notes Towards a Formula for Happiness

by Chris on Feb.21, 2009, under psychoanalysis, psychology

320px-smirc-coolsvgFat chance. But here’s a small way towards helping you to value what you have got, and avoiding going all toxic about what you haven’t: counterfactualising downwards.

Counterfactual: the way things might have been. As in: counterfactual history (e.g. if Hitler had invaded Britain, if Margaret Thatcher had stepped in front of a bus in 1978 etc).

When we imagine how our lives could have been better (that job, that salary, if only he/she had fancied me, why don’t I have a better car -or why do the bad guys not step under buses? etc..) we are counterfactualising upwards .

But when we think how much worse things could have been we go the other way. And let’s face it, for most of us in the developed world things could have been much worse. For a start, just being in the developed world makes most of us part of the global super rich anyway. But think closer to home: haven’t you been lucky? This is not an invitation to smugness: a lot is joyfulness and gratitude, you miserable so-and-so? luck, isn’t it? Go on, be honest. How about some

So counterfactualise downwards, friends. Believe me, it’s good for mental health.

Of course, the pitfall to avoid now is sour grapes (‘Since I’m not going to get it, I never wanted that nice thing, anyway..), but that’s another story, and maybe another post.

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