I should like to offer a special thank you to Magpie for his
kind words about Moneybags Must Be So
Lucky. I have always thought that Moneybags is, pound for pound [or page
for page] the best thing I ever have written, and it distressed me deeply that,
in the words of David Hume, "it fell stillborn from the
presses." Indeed, it was the
failure of that book to gain any notice at all [save for a nice review in The Village Voice, of all places, by
George Sciallaba] that turned me away from writing for a while and into
administration of a sort. I am thrilled
that all these years later my little book is finding an appreciative reader.
By the bye, do all of my blog followers understand the
literal meaning of the metaphor "fell stillborn from the presses?" Since I suspect not everyone does, I shall
explain. [I really am the sort of person
who could cast a pall over the most
delightful occasion!]
In Hume's days, women did not give birth lying on their backs. They sat on pieces of furniture called
birthing stools, using the force of gravity to assist in the birth, much as
other mammals do. Hence the verb form
"falling." The image is that
just as a stillborn fetus falls dead as the mother gives birth, so Hume's Treatise fell dead from the presses when
it was published. Our modern metaphor
"dead on arrival" probably has a similar origin, but absent the image
of the birthing stool.
Since it is Hume's style, above that of all other
philosophers, to which I have aspired throughout my life, I take comfort in the
fact that when he published, as a young man, the greatest work of philosophy
ever written in English, the early reviewers were not kind. I can still recall walking up and down the
aisles of the stacks in Widener Library in 1956, pulling down copies of
eighteenth century English journals and searching for reviews of Hume's Treatise.
Well, enough of strolling down memory lane. Thank you, Magpie.
I think Dead on Arrival is an ambulance/hospital term. There was a wonderful noirish film called DOA, where the protaganist had 24 hours or so to find out who had killed him (slow-acting poison). Here's a piece of the wikipedia entry:
ReplyDeletehe film begins with what a BBC reviewer called "perhaps one of cinema's most innovative opening sequences."[3] The scene is a long, behind-the-back tracking sequence featuring Frank Bigelow (Edmond O'Brien) walking through the hallway of a police station to report his own murder. Oddly, the police almost seem to have been expecting him and already know who he is.
Yes, on reflection I am sure you are right. That sounds like a really creepy movie.
ReplyDelete"D.O.A." is a classic film noir, with one of the best examples of a MacGuffin in film history. It's highly atmospheric, but the plot is ultimately somewhat incoherent. Worth watching, though.
ReplyDeleteProfessor Wolff --
ReplyDeleteKeep in mind that truly great art and literature is often produced ahead of its time, thereby requiring the rest of civilization to "catch up" in order to widely recognize its greatness. I am often reminded of Nietzsche who, while reaching a limited audience in his lifetime, nevertheless predicted that within a hundred years time people around the globe would write books about him and that major universities would endow chairs of philosophy in his name. He was indeed correct. Note Nietzsche from "Ecce Homo", p. 259: “It would contradict my character entirely if I expected ears and hands for my truths today: that today one doesn’t hear me and doesn’t accept my ideas is not only understandable, it even seems right to me.”
So, give "Moneybags" some time. It will probably sell like hotcakes once the Marx renaissance hits.
-- Jim
Jim, I love that optimism. When exactly is the Marx renaissance scheduled for? I must have missed the memo.
ReplyDeleteI am much encouraged by the fact that Sextus Empiricus had a vogue in the 18th century, roughly two millennia after he wrote.
Prof. Wolff
ReplyDelete"Thank you, Magpie."
No, Prof. Wolff. Thank you.
I wish other books I have were half what Moneybags is: as insightful as it is entertaining. Reading Moneybags is a rewarding, pleasurable experience.
I've come to a rule by induction: authors who write in a pompous, infuriating, and pedantic manner often try to hide a lack of content, as if by posturing dramatically, full of sarcasm, they could frighten readers into seeing something, when there's nothing there to see.
I call those authors the anti-Wolffs.
On the subject of Sextus Empiricus, Alison Gopnik has recently written about possible direct connections between Hume and Buddhist thinkers.
ReplyDeleteSee here: http://www.alisongopnik.com/papers_alison/gopnik_humestudies_withtoc.pdf
and here for a more recent piece: http://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2015/10/how-david-hume-helped-me-solve-my-midlife-crisis/403195/
But perhaps the direct link isn't necessary, some time back Thoms McEvilley argued pretty convincingly in his book The Shape of Ancient Thought that some philosophical strains of Buddhism show the clear influence of Academic Greek philosophy, and that sections of several influential Buddhist texts read like summaries of passages from Sextus Empiricus.
Perhaps the similarities between Hume and Buddhism are due to his readings of Bayle and Sextus Empiricus, with the link to Buddhism due to an ancient connection between Sextus and some Indian thinkers.
I read the Alison Gopnik essay. I think your hypothesis is much more plausible. In a geeky sort of way, I find this fascinating.
ReplyDeleteYeah, Gopnik's evidence is slim, but her accounts of her scholarly sleuthing are great to read.
ReplyDeleteI am a big fan of "Moneybags" and I have my son, who is a Junior at St John's/Annapolis,recommend it to his peers for its account of irony and its lucid prose. Same goes for Kant's Theory of MA. Sorry to hear that you are feeling poorly..
ReplyDeleteBe well!