Nassim Taleb tweeted yesterday, “It is easy to be stoic, in failure.” Easy? In failure is where the passions flare, where the maxim was born: out of the frying pan into the fire. In the depths of failure is found quite the peak of human existence; to climb to its heights to be stoic is a monumental achievement. “This, too, shall pass.” Easier to do something than said.
Adam Gurri wrote in a post which should have been titled “Luck Be A Sadist Tonight” about the preoccupation of the Greek philosophers with the notion of luck, that disordering force which belongs to nature, within the reach of humans, but not to be grasped. The philosophical traditions of the West have never come to grips, I submit, with the ineluctability of decay. When the Greeks, our librarians and teachers, became preoccupied with luck, they biased us toward the notion of inexorable progress. We do not have a philosophical framework for the importance and necessity of decay. For example, “A seed must fall to the ground and die in order to fulfill its telos, which is to grow into abundance” is an Eastern contribution to the world of thought, and efficacious, but I wouldn’t know to which strain of philosophy a similar thought might belong.
Is this correct: do we not have a philosophical framework which incorporates decadence within a larger thought system?
It is significant, I think, that when we read the Stoics, who were actually grappling with this notion of decay, we feel compelled to sift them for value in our Continental-dominated systems, but, as Samuel Hammond mentioned somewhere (I can’t find the locus), they come as a packaged deal, so we set them aside as artifacts, points on a timeline, a historical footnote in the process of getting us here, not as contributors to our understanding and enjoyment of life.
The practical effects of developing a framework for decadence is the suppression of anxiety, a passion which creates no end of evil, beginning with stupid comments and ending in destroyed lives. For example, an argument was made that the institutions of Continental Europe were essentially in a state of decay, and that Hitler and Stalin would do the job of bringing them to an end. After they did their job, then the Anglosphere could expand into Continental Europe with little to no sacrifice. Because we were in the grips of a framework which knows only progress, North American heroes were nevertheless sent to suffer and die, disrupting the “normal” progress of the North American continent. Moreover, the institutions slated to fall away completely were preserved, in part, and cynicism set in.
From here, an argument could be made that North American institutions, particularly those of the United States, began to participate in all the worst aspects of Continental institutions, and are themselves now in the queue to return to the dust, perhaps even to be toppled by the Flowers of Guatemala. A Stoic, or anyone with a framework for decadence, stands happily by, saying, “This, too, shall pass,” returning to his work with a song in his heart and a spring in his step.
Now, as an addendum, I find it curious that our narrative traditions are dominated by the language of decadence. The simplest plot device, such as “boy loses girl,” assumes decay. Emotionally speaking, the boy must die in order for the man to get the girl, and then the girl must die in order to become a woman who receives her man. Is our philosophical tradition predominantly Western and our narrative tradition predominantly Eastern?
Fun stuff. We are doomed. And then some.
4 thoughts on “The Language of Decadence”
I liked that Taleb tweet because of where he positioned the comma. Its basically saying that its much harder to be stoic given *success*. Success gets to our head. We begin to think our progress is permanent. That the party can go on forever.
My mental model isn’t so much decadence as catastrophe. Taleb would say “fat tails”. Progress, genuine progress at that, will carry on. But at the same time, fat tails get fatter. Think of how much progress was made in the 20th century, and how many multiverses must exist in which Bay of Pigs destroyed it all.
So I’m torn. I want the rest of the world’s living standards to rise up to our level. But what if, in a sense, human progress or “rate of return,” has not been risk adjusted? ie. civilization is sort of like the derivatives trader who makes steady above average returns for years and then is suddenly wiped out by one especially bad bet.
We need a “like” button on these comments because I don’t have anything to add, but I want to acknowledge the corrective and the contribution.
Here’s a fun what-if: what if the Medieval Era hadn’t been besieged by the plague?
Hmmmm…kind of like http://theumlaut.com/2013/03/11/why-we-need-the-amish/
Exactly. There’s types of knowledge that are worth preserving that can’t be hosted by cloud