June 25, 2007

  • For Anti-Christmas:

    Object Lesson
     
    "... the best definition
     I have for Satan
    is that it is a real
      spirit of unreality."

    M. Scott Peck,
    People of the Lie


    "Far in the woods they sang
         their unreal songs,
    Secure.  It was difficult
         to sing in face
    Of the object.  The singers
         had to avert themselves
    Or else avert the object."

    -- Wallace Stevens,
       "Credences of Summer"


    Today is June 25,
    anniversary of the
    birth in 1908 of
    Willard Van Orman Quine.

    Quine died on
    Christmas Day, 2000.
    Today, Quine's birthday, is,
    as has been noted by
    Quine's son, the point of the
    calendar opposite Christmas--
    i.e., "Anti-Christmas."
    If the Anti-Christ is,
    as M. Scott Peck claims,
    a spirit of unreality, it seems
    fitting today to invoke
    Quine, a student of reality,
      and to borrow the title of
     Quine's Word and Object...

    Word:

    An excerpt from
    "Credences of Summer"
    by Wallace Stevens:

    "Three times the concentred
         self takes hold, three times
    The thrice concentred self,
         having possessed

    The object, grips it
         in savage scrutiny,
    Once to make captive,
         once to subjugate
    Or yield to subjugation,
         once to proclaim
    The meaning of the capture,
         this hard prize,
    Fully made, fully apparent,
         fully found."

    -- "Credences of Summer," VII,
        by Wallace Stevens, from
        Transport to Summer (1947)

    Object:

    From Friedrich Froebel,
    who invented kindergarten:

    Froebel's Third Gift

    From Christmas 2005:

    The Eightfold Cube

    Click on the images
    for further details.

    For a larger and
    more sophisticaled
    relative of this object,
    see yesterday's entry
    At Midsummer Noon.

    The object is real,
    not as a particular
    physical object, but
    in the way that a
    mathematical object
    is real -- as a
    pure Platonic form.

    "It's all in Plato...."
    -- C. S. Lewis

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