Reading

    Currently reading: War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy πŸ“š

    Currently reading: Skin in the Game by Nassim Nicholas Taleb πŸ“š

    Aesthetic judgments in an anti-aesthetic age πŸ“š πŸ”—

    Just because we don’t believe in aesthetic standards as a culture doesn’t mean we aren’t making constant aesthetic judgments that rely on a wide range of hierarchies:

    [Study authors] found that writers ‘with an elite degree (Ivy League, Stanford, University of Chicago) are nine times more likely to win than those without one. And more specifically, those who attended Harvard are 17 times more likely to win.’ They found that half of the prize-winners with an MFA β€œwent to just four schools: [University of] Iowa, Columbia, NYU, or UC Irvine. Iowa has special clout: its alumni ‘are 49 times more likely to win compared to writers who earned their MFA at any other program since 2000.'"

    I find the author’s conclusion inspiring:

    Today when asked for advice about how to be a writer, I say: Find writing you love and follow it. Make those writers your writers. Read each other, publish each other, create literature that speaks from where you are.

    You don’t need a BA to do this, much less an MFA. We need to rebuild cultural institutions outside the confines of our academic-media-publishing complex.

    ~Source

    Rowan Williams on Iain McGilchrist πŸ“š

    Rowan Williams reviews Iain McGilchrist’s The Matter With Things. A masterful and appreciative review, unsurprisingly.

    Williams points out that so many criticisms of McGilchrist’s work reflect exactly the tendencies that McGilchrist traces and decries in his work.

    He also rearticulates McGilchrist’s exceptionally helpful descriptions of thinking, truth, science, and objectivity:

    Thought takes time; encountering a limit suggests new questions β€” including the question of whether we have thus far been asking the right questions. Thinking develops, but that does not mean that it follows a linear path towards determinatively complete representation. It must, by its very nature, manage and reflect upon its own incompleteness and the inescapability of difficulty and mystery.

    I’m now over halfway through the first volume of The Matter with Things; as with Williams, I can’t recommend it highly enough.

    Finished reading: A Gentleman in Moscow by Amor Towles πŸ“š

    Finished reading: The Nature of Oaks by Douglas W. Tallamy πŸ“š

    Despite EA & crypto, we're still living in the Victorians' world πŸ”—πŸ’°πŸ“š

    Derek Thompson’s short, pensive essay on his own entanglement with effective altruism (EA) and Sam Bankman-Fried leaves off before getting to a problem that enabled both, a problem with the Internet in general: we humans just seem to be at our best when operating locally, in-person.

    Just as crypto’s promise of “trust in a trustless world” struck many as ridiculous, so too EA has been ridiculed for its impersonal approach to altruism. George Eliot in Middlemarch; Dickens in Bleak House; Trollope in The Way We Live Now: each of these novelists understood & satirized the ways in which, aided by finance, we are always tempted to abstract ourselves away from our local communities and traditions.

    Heeding their warning may make our altruism less “efficient,” but perhaps that’s okβ€”perhaps less altruism is required when our communities are healthy, robust, and based on trust, rather than writing it off as an impossibility in a “global age”?

    In other words, perhaps the problem isn’t that Thompson was taken in by two major Internet-based movements that both just happened to be off in ways that permitted someone like SBF to trick his way through. Perhaps it’s simply that the SBFs in our society who are most perfectly situated to exploiting the “trustless” (impersonal, inscrutable) frameworks we inhabit. After all, SBF seems not to have flourished in the more traditional institutions he inhabited.

    Currently reading: The Nature of Oaks by Douglas W. Tallamy πŸ“š

    D.C. Schindler on beauty and hospitality πŸ“š

    Instead, beauty effects a completeness that strengthens our capacity to be open and hospitable. It is fitting, in this respect, that we tend to think of giving the quality of beauty, more directly than the quality of truth or goodness, to our background surroundings, the encompassing atmosphere inside of which our existence unfolds.

    ~from Love and the Postmodern Predicament

    Saddened to learn of Hilary Mantel’s sudden and untimely death at the age of 70. Her Wolf Hall novels are brilliant; what vivid historical imagination. R.I.P. πŸ“š

    Finished reading: The Elementary Particles by Michel Houellebecq. Profoundly bleak, even for Houellebecq, though there are some moments of beauty, particularly late in the novel. πŸ“š

    Finished reading: Darkness at Noon by Arthur Koestler. An amazing novel of revolutionary consciousness, conscience, & truth. πŸ“š

    Finished reading: The Life We’re Looking For: Reclaiming Relationship in a Technological World by Andy Crouch.

    A wise essay on the importance of instruments, households, and history in resisting the technological idols of our age.πŸ“š

    Finished reading: Purgatory Mount by Adam Roberts πŸ“š

    Finished reading: Bells In Winter by Czeslaw Milosz πŸ“š

    In life and work alike, his contradictions are pressed together like layers in metamorphic rock. It is in the nature of monoliths not to grow old.

    ~Alex Ross on Thomas Mann, in the New Yorker. My favorite Mann is The Magic Mountainβ€”it speaks with clarity to our world. πŸ”—πŸ“š

    Finished reading: McGilchrist, *The Master & His Emissary* πŸ“š

    I finally finished Iain McGilchrist’s The Master & His Emissary this morning. It’s taken me about 6 months, but the time was well spentβ€”the book is as rich in neuroscience and psychology as in historical and cultural analysis, & a profound guide to our current cultural dislocations.

    It’s earned a place in my personal pantheonβ€”one of the best books I’ve read, and one I will return to often in years to come. πŸ“š

    Max Richter, giving Auden pride of place in his Recomposed Four Seasons headshot. (The album is very good.) πŸŽΆπŸ“š

    I relished Roy Foster’s Conversation with Tyler on Irish history, economics, and culture. I read Foster’s Modern Ireland years ago, and I’m eager now to read his books on Yeats and Heaney. πŸ“š πŸ”— 🎧

    β€œWe’re moving towards disaster, guided by a false image of the world; and no one realizes.”

    ~ Michel Houellebecq, from an excellent profile by Justin E.H. Smith πŸ”—πŸ“š

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