Saturday, September 10, 2016

Suspicious to the Core ( five / 1)

The Language-Power Nexus : disenchantment with omnipotence

“Freedom in a positive sense is possible only among equals, and equality itself is by no means a  universally valid principle, but, again, applicable only within limitations and even within spatial limits.” – Hannah Arendt, On Revolution


Historicizable Ahistorical “Scylla & Charybdis”

“Was it not agreed that the rulers, in telling their subjects what to do, sometimes make a mistake, and miss their own advantage, but whatever the rulers enjoin upon them it is just for their subjects to do?” Plato, The Republic

Eden--torpid and deadly sanitized--is being saturated with a sulfur virus. Rotten odor spreads. Miraculously, its molecules undergo a transformation resulting in consolidation of gaseous masses into crystalline formations. Those, under the impalpable touch of an invisible wand, are being transformed into constituent ingredients of--an apple! The myth has it that the embodiment of rebellion to mark the beginning of eons of attempts to replicate the original revolt was demonstrated in breaching the ban on eating from an epistemological source--the tree of knowledge, the fruit of power. To imagine obedience as ignorance would imply a logical impossibility, i.e., to perceive the counterdemonic as darkness. How, then, is one to reconcile those perplexing paradoxes and figure out the puzzle of the early days of  Genesis, as Judeo-Christian narrative presents it? Is the key to the conundrum in the missing pieces of the jigsaw puzzle? Are they missing because they are lost? May this quizzical nature of knowledge in the crevices of the tale be part of John Milton’s epic Paradise Lost (1667)? One would like to know.

we are not robozombies!

            Turmoil at Pandemonium, generated through an accumulation of ill-conceived energies, is suggested through the saturation of the sinister atmosphere with evil forces epitomized in names such as Mammon, Chaos, and Babel. The power of the presence of those names is proportional to the increase in militant aspirations in their midst. They are throne thirsty. They are heights hungry. They might know what they do in a similar way Gonerill in William Shakespeare’s King Lear (1606) does, or, so her sister, Regan, claims (4.2.228). If so, do they know indeed? One would like to know.

we are not robozombies!

            Uneasiness exuding from unlikely cohorts soaks each and every foot of Milton’s profoundly insightful and incredibly accurate depiction of inner tension between fluctuations and equilibrium. The intensity of the dynamic is conjured up through the combination of lyricism woven in the epic and the moral dilemma underscoring the verbal tapestry. The narration is steadfastly focused on the quirky antagonism and ethical collisions. It can easily echo the innerness of a Parliamentarian confronting Royalist oppression. It may reflect friction caused by antithesis, ambivalence, and duplicity challenging the heart and the mind of a rebel not averse to orderliness, and yet, highly critical of illogicalities under the disguise of lawfulness.

Milton’s poem, indeed, exceeds the boundaries of the epoch that saw a Stuart ruler -- Charles I -- on the English throne dethroned, a monarchy overthrown, and the civil war ravaging the country. It resonates with the eras preceding  it, when death of the last Tudor monarch --Elizabeth I -- demarcated the turning point in the constellations of dynasties and brought to England a neighboring, yet nevertheless, foreign royalty, thereby inflicting on the subjects a considerable amount of bewilderment, insecurity, and discomfort. It can also be perceived from the modern day  perspective – from Ireland’s struggle for independence to contemporary cultural realities where regal figures are almost reducible to the notion of celebrities within an eerie spectacle of  mindlessly mechanized, indiscriminately legalistic and legalized, overwhelmingly formalistic and formulaic, overregulated anomie.

Those aporias miltonian parliamentarian is confronted with are in the antecedent works manifested in the imagery of enraged nature, as Shakespeare colors the world of  Lear’s reasoning and power obscured by a looming dark cloud of greed, unscrupulousness, moral vacuity, and filial bestiality. So are they depicted in sometimes hardly understandable mismatch within the respective characters of Bloom, a.k.a., “childe Leopold” (Ulysses 317) and Stephen with regard to maturity and stability. Fatherly son…”womanly man” (Ulysses 403)…age defying young surgeon passionately dedicated to his calling (Ulysses 332)…words of encouragement with which Edgar presents his blind father Gloucester:” Think that the clearest gods, who make them honors / Of men’s impossibilities, have preserved thee” (King Lear 4.5.73-74)…and the edifying power of Cordelia’s affection: Lear learns patience, which he knows and claims to need (2.4.264), as if reflecting Edgar’s words of consolation to his  tormented father:”Bear free and patient thoughts” (4.5.80)…”The wise father knows his own child” (Ulysses 337).

Uncritical, stereotypical, and—above all—reductionist fantasy of the fallen angel presumes a heavenly demand for refraining from knowledge. To say that such blockage of the imagination makes a crude error by premising the Genesis myth on the idea of humans as an ignorant bunch is superfluous. It is also epistemologically flawed. There is no such demand: human capacity to know is by default limited; so is human power. That, however, makes human beings neither bereft of vitality nor deprived of knowledge. It certainly does not threaten freedom. Quite the opposite. By virtue of limitation, by virtue of restraint.


Does this justify oppression by analogously claiming hierarchy based orderliness, thereby perpetuating social  relations thriving on dominance, injustice, and inequities? Certainly not. Should rebellion against tyranny of rule void of authority be articulated in the vocabulary different from that which by being so fraudulent poses a threat to the perception and critique of hypocrisy? One would find it reasonable to believe so.

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