So, if ideologies are just modern myths, this implies that myths are just premodern ideologies -- at least in the sense Voegelin is using the term.
last a long while, because there is a vested interest in them. Every new generation is brought into them through college education, and it takes a while until they snap out of it. The college teaching level is usually thirty, fifty, or more years behind what is going on.
This implies that if you want to be completely up to date with the myths of 1968, by all means, attend college!
Good news / bad news, I guess. On the one hand, "nobody can be an ideologist if he is intelligent to any degree or a man of stature," but so what? No one ever called Joe Biden intelligent, much less a man of stature.
Next up is an essay called Debate and Existence, which goes over much of the same ground as the previous lecture, but with Voegelin this isn't a bad thing, given the degree of difficulty of the material, plus repetition being the mother of pedagogy and all that.
Let's start with the modest proposal that it is impossible to debate someone living in a different reality, to say nothing of the person who refuses to acknowledge that there is an objective reality. If we can't agree on this minimum standard, then there's nothing to discuss:
Only if the partners to the debate accept as binding 'the matrix of reality' can such a debate occur.
First of all, let's not confuse the matrix of reality with what we call the Matrix, or what Voegelin calls the "second realities" that eclipse genuine reality. You've no doubt noticed that when debating one of these lo-fo NPC ideological zombies, it gradually then suddenly becomes clear that
argument is not pitched against argument, but that behind the appearance of a rational debate there lurks the difference of two modes of existence, of existence in truth and existence in untruth. The universe of rational discourse collapses, we may say, when the common ground of existence in reality has disappeared.
To be continued....
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Just because they are moving, it doesn't mean they are alive; rather, it's just the ideological momentum that can
last a long while, because there is a vested interest in them. Every new generation is brought into them through college education, and it takes a while until they snap out of it. The college teaching level is usually thirty, fifty, or more years behind what is going on.
Like a sociological prion disease.
There are both impactful, powerful and audible coltraines in this album. The bright red board is funky, and I think it would be a bit nice to take it out in public, but there was no problem with the content at all. Static electricity, which is common with weight boards, is also low, so you can drop needles with confidence. It seems that Miles is blue and Satchmo is yellow.
I was perfectly happy with capitalism back in the 70’s and 80’s. I literally knew of only one neo-Marxian bullshiter. And he was of the milquetoast YSA Scandinavian-style mixed-economy flavor, the farthest left guy I could find back then.
But of late, with all the offshored Chinese, the inboard Mexicans, AI thinkers, robotic automation doers, and damn near every other invention which our free-range plutocrats are using to turn our once fertile economic ground to dust, not to mention all the corporate consolidation, monopolies and trusts, hedge fund managers buying up single family homes, tax dodging, DC lobbyists buying up all the Senators and Reps, wicked high costs of education and health care, on and on and on… I’m suddenly finding neo-Marxian bullshitters all over the damned place, as well as Christo-fascists big into worshipping big fat bullshitters.
Should I be at a loss to understand why?
And another thing.
If you think Oriental Jazzman is amusing in a harmless and silly way, just you wait. He’s a learning bot. I say it’ll be a matter of time before he learns enough to be able to take over this blog. And with disastrous results.
Sony Rollins masterpieces are concentrated in the 1950s, and few will argue that saxophone Corosus and Weayout West are masterpieces. Listening to Sony Rollins is high tension and lack of relaxation. When I listen to the Contemporary Riders, I feel like I'm a little jogging at the Efoundaun New Baby and I'm not nervous enough.
Among the three masterpieces mentioned above, I think that the balance between tension and relaxation is very good. What to say is that this member actually plays a fashionable play. I don't think the beauty of this album is very much to hope for Coltrane, a master master of tenor.
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