ownership, inheritance and inequality
July 8, 2009
A potentially uncomfortable quote (from 1907) for your contemplation.
The overbearing attitude of the rich and the noble, the unnecessary sufferings of the poor, the over-production of criminals, and suchlike social phenomena, arise from the imperfection of our present social organisation, which is based upon the doctrine of absolute private ownership. People are allowed to amass wealth unlimitedly for their own use and to bequeath it to successors who do not deserve it in any way. And they do not pay regard to the injuries this system may incur upon the general welfare of the community to which they belong, and upon other members individually. The rich might have slaughtered economically, and thus politically and morally, millions of their brethren before they could reach places of social eminence they now occupy and enjoy to its fullest extent. They might have sacrificed hundreds of thousands of victims on the altar of Mammon in order to carry out their vast scheme of self-aggrandisement. And, what is worse, the wealth thus accumulated by an individual is allowed by the law to be handed down to his descendants, who are in a sense the parasitic members of the community. They are privileged to live upon the sweat and blood of others, who know not where to lay their heads, and who are daily succumbing to the heavy burden, not of their free choice, but forced upon them by society.
Let us here closely see into the facts. There is one portion of society that does almost nothing towards the promotion of the general welfare, and there is another portion that, besides carrying the burden not its own, is heroically struggling for bare existence…
— D. T. Suzuki, “Outlines of Mahayana Buddhism”, 1907
prayers at the moronic abyss (a rant)
June 28, 2009
Warning: this blog post has a long first line. That was not it. It could cause eye strain, or you might lose concentration while reading it. If you are susceptible to either of these conditions, please do not take offence that I have written a long first line. Especially, please do not sue me for neglecting to consider those who may be eye- or concentration-impaired. Consult your local lawyer.
Obligatory self-referential humour aside, I wish I had a resellable Michael Jackson album for every time the lamentably litigious and uppity attitude pervading the UK’s public services had made me laugh or sigh or think of something loud and bloody, involving facebrick walls and rifle regiments, that could be done to the grossly-unable-to-think-for-themselves, and the aftermath photographed and framed for posterity and the moral guidance of future generations.
This article (bbc.co.uk) was the latest to evoke these thoughts, along with the growing suspicion that the good people of the world are sinking into a Great Moronic Abyss of Infantile Thought, whence they might never emerge if it means foregoing the insipid paraphernalia of a nanny state. Obviously, it is my duty to arrest this sinking.
NHS trusts have taken a hard line in recent years on doctors and nurses who take the horrendous step of Mentioning Religion. After Nurse Caroline Petrie offered to pray for a patient, she was summarily suspended. (Cue rifle regiment.) Later, she was reinstated. (Rifle regiment, stand down.) Doctors have now asked the British Medical Association whether they may offer to pray for their patients or discuss spiritual issues with them.
Kicker line: “[The Department of Health's Guidance Warning] said that discussing religion could be interpreted as an attempt to convert which could be construed as a form of harassment.”
Hell, yes. The bloody Christians are rampant, I’m telling you. Just the other day I was strolling around the Elephant and Castle when I was attacked without provocation by a septuagenarian nun brandishing hard-cardboard leaflets proclaiming some charity sale. Those things have sharp edges — she could have cut me. I had to fight for my life. I succeeded in wrestling her skeletal frame to the ground, but it occurred to me that it would be only seconds before she caused me untold mental anguish by asking if I’d accepted Jesus. Thank goodness I’d remembered my Pepper Spray. I escaped and ran straight home, where I broke down and wept in the foetal position until sleep overcame me. The moral of the story is you’ve got to be damned careful out there. You never know when someone might harass you by discussing religion or inquiring about your spiritual beliefs. Damned nuns. Get them out of our healthcare systems.
Here ends the sermon.
No, wait, it’s not quite over.
“Christianity is being seen as something that is unhelpful.”
(Naturally, here, religion = Christianity (= rubbish = unhelpful = harassment = lawsuits = policies = rifle regiments).)
Anyway, take it as a given that your hypothetical future author, age 88, post cardiac-arrest with about 7 weeks to live, would deeply appreciate a sincere discussion about life, death, the universe and everything (read: spiritual issues) as he draws ever closer to the profoundly signifant event of his death. If a nonreligious NHS regards death only as something to be postponed and is unable to provide this, he would quite like a chat with a religiously inclined doctor, or whoever is available.
Hopefully it won’t come to that, but if it does and some compassionate soul is inclined to offer to pray for me, I’d really rather they didn’t hesitate for fear of losing their job. And if, at that time, I am a rabid atheist and think Christians are the deluded scum of the earth, hopefully I’ll still have enough sense to reply to their harmless offer, compassionately, in the negative.
passing sensations
May 31, 2009
Passing sensations like the ground beneath my feet. I drop into the present, involuntarily slipping through the shifting web of thought and into my footsteps, the sound of birds, the cold air, passing sensations and no need, no need to make any effort. Things coming and going very peacefully. I stop and gaze up a street where the colours of the trees and the sky make a picture; other pedestrians don’t stop, it’s not really done and I feel (I ought to walk on, I’m behaving strangely) an impulse to walk on which passes like a cloud and I continue to gaze. The street is bronzed in setting sunlight.
I could call it “stepping off the chessboard mind.”
Stopping to ask “what is reality?” and one might realise one had been caught in a web of imaginary things, like waking up from a bad dream, losing the vague sense of nausea….
So much space.
philosophy of mind: optional essay question
May 13, 2009
“Some philosophers claim that neuroscientists and behaviorists indirectly observe mental events by directly observing brain functions and behavior that are related to the mind. If that were true, on the basis of their physical observations, they should be able to tell what the mental events are that they are indirectly observing, without relying on first-person reports of subjective experiences. But they can do nothing of the kind. Without such reports based on the direct experience of the mind, they wouldn’t even know that mental events occur, let alone know what they are or what they are about. This fact undermines the widespread and virtually unchallenged notion that mental events are emergent properties of configurations of neurons, similar to the way a wide range of physical properties emerge from other, more basic physical processes.”
— Mind in the Balance by Alan Wallace (Chapter 10 – PDF, 308KB)
Discuss.
drug legalisation, otherness and the shadow
March 10, 2009
Here’s a post whose type is new for me. It’s a chat I had with a friend recently, whose name has been changed to conceal his/her (a ha!) identity.
For context, my tagline at the time read:
challenge UN drug prohibitionists:
http://daretoact.net/
and this is the conversation, related verbatim from its start until the point where it left the topic of drugs in society (and went on to other interesting topics, like the ’spiritual feeling’, Sehnsucht and Buddhism).
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Oscar: eish legalised drugs would be so boring, all that would remain would be a shoddy one dimensional chemical effect
me: you think the thrill of rebellion is an integral part of the experience?
Oscar: undoubtedly
its a case of cultural artifact versus test tube
vinyl versus mp3
me: I definitely take your point, but I think the component of the experience that’s attributable to rebellion is smaller than you think it is… perhaps it varies between drugs? and also between individuals… a psychedelic like LSD or shrooms will produce ‘transcendenta’ or ’spiritual’ (for want of better terms) experiences regardless of the rebellion element, I think
whereas weed definitely has rebellion culture attached to it
Oscar: certainly and those transcendental experiences are mostly legally available often in a more potent form than the illegal equivalent
people take acid because it refers to the counter culture
me: ok sure
I don’t understand what do you mean by a transcendental experience that’s legally available in a more potent form than the illegal equivalent… can you give an example?
Oscar: salvia
for one
me: okay
definitely more potent than LSD?
definitively, I mean
Oscar: a mere quirky blip on the psychedelic landscape compared to lsd
yet infinitely more incapacitating
me: ok, but I’m struggling to understand how the salvia/LSD potency issue relates to legalisation
if LSD was legal… so what, compared to salvia?
Oscar: what do we achieve by legalising drugs?
government gets to tax crackheads
me: they can be regulated and taxed, the markup of the drugs (which is mostly inflated by the difficulties of supplying an illegal substance) decreases hugely, it becomes less profitable to produce, less wars and violence over production and distribution, less dogma and more balanced information about drugs…
less stigma too
Oscar: i don’t think we’re lacking in info on drugs
me: I think we’re lacking accurate info, there’s a lot of propaganda and vested interests in the War on Drugs, the foolishness of “Just Say No”, etc. there’s definitely lots of ignorance
my parents were immensely ignorant about psychedelics until I explained a lot about them… (that was intense, but whatever)… the institutional view of drugs-as-basically-dangerous-and-harmful is widespread
and my mom is a medical drug specialist
Oscar: those are knee-jerk opinions based on the social otherness of being high, not a product of poorly documented chemical effects
me: interesting
Oscar: although perhaps in your parents case, obviously i don’t know your parents or the context which formed their opinions, but maybe info was less readily available in those times
my dad has smoked weed regularly since he was in his teens
he is fairly clued up on its effects
but not from a well educated nor affluent background
your folks are doctors are they not?
surely they understand what drugs do?
me: Is the sense of social otherness (which you see as a cause of prejudice and ignorance?) not reinforced by the illegal status of drugs? drugs are seen as pariahs… coming to those questions now
yeah my folks are doctors, they’re clued about about the chemical reactions of drugs, literally how they work
but they had no idea that LSD wasn’t physically addictive, that MDMA and LSD were used effectively in therapy, or other more “social” facts about drugs
so they saw both of those as basically harmful with no value, which I think is a very unfortunate mistaken opinion, and one that could be combatted with a climate of balance… which would be easier if drugs weren’t suppressed and a scary, underground phenomenon
Oscar: hmm I’m not sure if the legality of drug taking is really a big enough factor at all levels of society, certainly not for example, for the people living on the poverty line who make a living out of growing them.. I think social otherness, be it related to drugs, religion or any other culture is an offshoot of the social mores of a given society. The law is always going to be a little bit secondary to those norms and the culture that perpetuates them
complex issue i guess
me: indeed
Oscar: but getting back to where we started, personally the stuff I enjoyed about taking drugs was definitely the effects, and almost as importantly, the way this illuminated the brittle social fabric all around me
threw it into stark relief
the reality that people cling to on a daily basis is a by and large a delicate construct easily shattered
me: totally
Oscar: perhaps on the grand scale legalisation may be a good thing, but I don’t think that is a given
the impetus to say prohibition is wrong is one thing
the framework to legalise – getting that right – is far more difficult
the netherlands is one country with a unique bunch of open minded people
what works there would be a disaster elsewhere
me: quite probable
just to address something you mentioned: the producers on the poverty line… economically speaking, if drugs were legal, people could still make a living out of growing them. The cost of production (= what the growers are paid) is tiny; the price consumers pay is huge. The markup happens with the distributors who are adding hardly any real value. They generate most of their costs sidestepping the law, resulting in lots of violence. And it’s the middlemen, the violence, and the huge markup that would be greatly reduced, not the income to the producers themselves.
(would be reduced through legalisation, i mean)
anyway, The Economist this week (or last?) deals with this debate in its usual style
haven’t read it myself though
Oscar: ok, yes, there are certainly bad people controlling that middle ground
not only in black markets, but in most institutionalised international markets too
me: for shiz
I wonder what potential catastrophes you foresee if the Netherlands’ drug policy was applied to the USA, say… and what would cause those catastrophes
Oscar: i think this issue at it’s essence for me, is that drugs are about a sense of otherness
one that will not gel with the status quo or accepted modes of behaviour
that’s my perspective anyhow
other people get a different kick out of them
me: is that sense of otherness a good thing? would it be regrettable if it was diminished following legalisation?
Oscar: i think its good.. its necessary, to get outside of yourself every now and again, see things from the other side, keeps things in perspective
me: agreeed
Oscar: i have a song that epitomises this sentiment
hang on a sec..
me: irie
Oscar: mr jung has this to say http://psikoloji.fisek.com.tr/jung/shadow.htm
me: I wonder… tis an interesting point, but I’d love to see it elaborated so that the value of otherness is clearer. Then it would be interesting to explore whether the values of otherness would disappear if otherness itself disappeared, or whether something else might be able to fulfil its function… and THEN, you have to balance the value of the otherness that might be lost with drug legalisation against the cost of violence and misinformation that is associated with continued drug illegality
thanks
am a fan of mr jung as you probably know
Oscar: nope
….
me: haha, a positively demonic dynamism [this a quote from the Jung page above - ed.]
I like it
scary shit, because I’m only superficially and slightly aware of black and dense dark aspects of myself
Oscar: haha
me: mostly I seem to be a child of sweetness and light
Oscar: you need more illegal drugs
me: hahahaha
Oscar: legal ones only illuminate the wee fairy demons with their poxy 20 watt bulbs
me: that’s interesting, I’ve only had one or two ‘dark’ trips and that was only due to taking moldy old shrooms
Oscar: Once in a while, once in a while
You got to burn your lips, keep your feelings alive
Once in a while, once in a while
You got to burn down your house, keep your dreaming alive
http://www.last.fm/music/The+Kills/_/The+Good+Ones
me: LSD and shrooms mostly showed me things like flowers glowing with an inner light, the shimmering vibrations of beingness, the almost viscous interconnectedness of people (at trance parties) and things like this… I did also encounter some things that felt archetypal or quite powerful urges I hadn’t been consciously aware of before, and I did find them a bit scary so shied away from them… but that was rare
maybe I didn’t take a high enough dose
Oscar: sounds fun
me: have your trips on illegal drugs showed you a shadow side? certainly you seem less bound by a desire to be approved of or seen as moral in a puritanical way that many others — very personal question of course
“than”, I mean, not “that”
Oscar: thats the thing, my whole lifestyle was pretty dark when I was taking a lot of drugs. drugs just take the world you’re already in and pump up the volume to 12
me: yes, I’d agree
Oscar: that’s what i was looking for at the time
a lifetime of suburban social torpor moved me to poke at the fabric a bit
me: roger that
I’m thinking of publishing this chat on my blog, because it’s been super interesting. I could replace your name with another one, if you like? or, if you are averse, I won’t at all. just a thought at the moment
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Most interesting! I hope you agree.
interbeing and the importance of positive art
March 5, 2009
Suggesting to artists what they should produce is a risky business. But I’m going to make a case for something. The basic principle is this: art shapes collective consciousness; collective consciousness shapes the world. Raising our consciousness (by which I mean expanding, deepening and clarifying our awareness and working with our mental frames) allows us to act with greater wisdom, so our actions shape the world for the better. Therefore, I argue, we need artists who commit to raising their own consciousness and commit to producing conscious, positive art to help raise the collective consciousness, to help humanity at large to transcend the psychological patterns of fear and anxiety that shape the world for the worse.
I’m aware that I’m using phrases like “transcend,” “collective,” and “raising consciousness,” which are unfamiliar and problematic to many people, so I’ll clarify what I mean. I’m not talking about anything like a “communal mind.” The collective consciousness is merely the sum of individual consciousnesses. Transcendence, as I use the term here, is the process of becoming aware of a psychological pattern so that one is no longer identified with it, no longer caught inside it, but still feeling it, so one can work constructively and creatively with it. And raising consciousness is the practice of developing one’s awareness, or mindfulness, which allows one (among other things) to transcend psychological behaviour patterns.
On with the show.
art influences consciousness
I hope my artist friends will forgive me for expressing this simple, functional truth: when artists or writers have a feeling, their art or their writing lets them express that feeling and share it with others. A skilled writer who has an experience of fear can share it by writing about it in such a way that someone else will experience that feeling. A painter can do the same. In fact, we can do more: we can exaggerate or embellish the experience to create a heightened emotional experience for the audience. This makes for more exciting art.
If an artwork becomes popular, many people see it and many people experience the feeling the artist conveys. An artwork that originally conveyed a feeling to a single individual now conveys that feeling to many individuals. If a popular artwork expresses fear, many people experience that fear. A collective experience of fear is created, associated with that artwork. So artworks influence not only individual consciousnesses; they influence the collective consciousness.
collective consciousness influences the world
While artworks influence collective consciousness, collective consciousness influences the world. This occurs in large part due to governments, social groups, and public and large private institutions acting on the perceptions of collective consciousness.
As an example, the terrorist attack of September 11th 2001 created a huge amount of fear, anxiety and anger in the collective consciousness of the USA, which quickly spread to countries with close cultural proximity to it, like the UK. Among the most ubiquitous results of the new collective affect were extremely stringent security checks at airports and almost absurd restrictions on the contents of hand luggage.
The consciousness of a security officer no longer interacts with ordinary human beings travelling on an aircraft; he now interacts with potential terrorists. Even fellow passengers begin to view each other in this way, and innocent Muslims are thrown off airplanes. In this way, the feelings of fear and anxiety that arise in a collective consciousness eventually manifest in the environment. Then they become entrenched in a society.
the world influences art
As a writer going through the security check at Heathrow, I am asked to take off my shoes and my belt. Intentionally wide awake so as to observe this experience as thoroughly as possible, I notice I’m intimidated by the bright lights, the blank walls and the curt, only-just-courteous manner of the security guards. I also note how I feel, and I’m inclined to write a piece that expresses it: anxiety, isolation, fear, absurdity, and later sorrow.
And I might. It would be a natural expression of my feelings; perhaps this piece is such an artwork. But I’m talking about the function of art here, so my point is that the experience of an environment created by fear is a fearful experience. The art that results from that experience expresses and, crucially, reproduces that fear.
It is only when consciousness is raised to a level that can observe the fear, rather than one that can only participate and be fearful, that the paradigm of fear can be transcended. Then, the resulting art need not express and simultaneously perpetuate its cause in a blind feedback loop. Then the collective consciousness can be consciously changed, and changed for the better.
the need for positive art
Artists routinely observe the content of the collective consciousness. It is their ecology. Collective consciousness is the environment in which they work, it is the environment their work affects and the environment in which their work is judged. They see its negative and destructive contents as well as its positive contents, and express all of these clearly, precisely and gracefully.
And their artworks are powerfully affecting, creating novel feelings and intellectual experiences in their audience, sometimes resulting in widespread social movements, but always producing some effect in the collective consciousness. Despite this, it is rare that the effect of an artwork on the consciousness of its audience is evaluated and considered in an estimation of the value of the artwork.
That should change.
As an artist’s environment is nothing less than the consciousness of his or her audience, artists might admit that they have a great responsibility. As a conscious and important voice in the collective consciousness, an artist expressing the world can choose to create a message of despair or a message of hope, one of anger or one of compassion. And their choice will influence the world.
That is why the world needs artists to take a new cognisance of their place in the collective consciousness, to be aware of their power to shape that consciousness and, through it, the world itself. And as artists are undoubtedly affected by the world, on a very pragmatic level artists need to be committed to raising their own consciousnesses, to enlarge and deepen the scope and the message of their art.
We need artworks that might raise the consciousness of their audience, and that of the world at large. When that happens, we will be able to see and begin to transcend the fear and anxiety of our destructive collective psychology. But until that happens, we may be helplessly bound within it.