Issues

A case of transference: being too intelligent for this world

Posted by yseult on Sep 5, 2010 in Communication, Issues

When flattery becomes an excuse and our responsibility in annoying people around us is transferred to the angered one… silence ensues.

Sometimes we run headlong into these infuriating situations where someones careless incompetence, or neglicence, or pure boredom ends causing more work for us. If you are of the conviction that there is a right attitude to all things and that doing your job right, no matter how small and insignificant it might seem to you, can be a source of pride and satisfaction, then such situations probably tend to annoy you according to their corresponsing level of incompetence, negligence or boredom.

On several occasions I have been witness to an interesting explanation: “Well, face it, love, you’re just way too good (intelligent, genius, efficient etc. etc.) for this job (function, work, us, them, etc. etc.). If only you would accept that, then you could spare yourself a lot of heartache (anger management lessons, chocolate-relieved-frustration induced pounds on your hips).”

The interesting element in this little (freely invented) scene isn’t so much what is being said, but what is not being said, as is often the case in any kind of human interaction. What is said is analysed easily enough: a transfer of fault is executed, away from the person causing the frustration, ot the person being frustrated. It’s a thing we often do (sometimes even without noticing it) in order to deal with emotions that are not our own.
The problem however is, since they are not our emotions, we don’t have to deal with them. Leaving people to their own emotions is something that takes maturity, letting them have their little moment of weakness without feeling compelled to alleviate it by offering a string of solutions that would work for us (that’s what good advice is after all), or trying to reason away their source of frustration or even anger.
Veiling that reasoning into a flattery or into positive words is only meant to pass the bitter pill easier. It’s another form of avoidance. And avoidance of emotions today is what people are so good at. It’s also the reason why there are so many problems of human interaction and social tensions in our western society today. So many resources are geared towards helping people to deal with their own emotions, but rarely are psychologist or therapist working on people’s skills to accept someone else’s emotions that they are faced with.
Here we come to the second element of flattery… not only does it coat and disguise the act of transference of responsibility, but also it’s a pretty good excuse to not take a good look at other people’s (or our own) actions. It’s just another version of the apprentice stating that he can’t possibly do that job, because he’s just not intelligent enough. Or the on from your daughter (after breaking three dishes in as many weeks) that informs you that she can’t set the table anymore, she’ll only break something again.

However, manning/womanning up to your deficiencies, mistakes, our weaknesses and our incapacity to deal with certain people is an integral part of life and accepting them is also part of what usually is called ‘growing up’.

So, just as the stupid person has a right to their stupidity, the intelligent one has a right to be outraged by stupidity being used as an excuse for bullshit.

Don’t expect anything

Posted by yseult on Sep 3, 2010 in Issues, Personal, Work

Don’t expect anything. Not even the best.

I realise that I am starting to repeat myself topic wise… but somehow I can’t talk about anything else but change. Not just because my life seems to go through a whole phase of changes one after the other, but because so many people around me seem to be affected by change or by… non-change.

I am faced with a particularly difficult task at the moment. Not only do I need to balance a number of things at various moment, be it work with 100 different dossiers dropping at the same time, personal life, friends, emotions, a pregnancy… but was also asked to start my philosophical engines and contribute in that particular field of Paleoanthropologie/Paleopathology in a meaningful way.

(big silence)

Exactly.

It’s not that I don’t feel inspired by the completely new setting that I am spending my days in now. From mummified mammoth babies, histological cell pictures to ancient DNA extraction protocolls, to orthopedic pathologies in Aegyptian Mumies, I come into contact with a lot of things that are simply breathtaking. (And that is just my working group. Let’s not even start with the space group that is working with NASA on the effects of zero gravity on human cell structure, degradation and other weird stuff that involves sending mice on a parabolic flight in the south of France…)
But for someone who never thought that she had enough stamina, chutzpe or intelligence (according to the time of day) to ever be any good at practical philosophy, this is a true dare.
And indeed, the last couple of weeks have been filled with the bording side of my profession: literature research and delving into a certain number of articles on the ideal way to deal with human remains in research, on the ethics of archeology and exhibit ehtics.

And what can I say? The spark has taken. This terribly theoretical philosopher now is truly inspired to bend her mind to the difficult and necessary task to find ways to think about mummies and historical human remains and their relation to top level modern medical research.

Who would have thought?

I certainly wouldn’t have. And that brings me to the main idea that I needed to share: we never know where we end up. And we’re back to the scary parts of life. The parts that we cannot possibly control. And while we sometimes may think that abandoning one way for another one that seems more comfortable and more secure, that might just be the path that takes us all the way to where we really need to be.

Think about that while you walk home tonight or stand on your balcony, or garden for a moment.

An act of volition: You can’t argue with fools

Posted by yseult on Feb 19, 2010 in Issues, The Odd Philosophical Question

If Human Sciences, are not proper sciences, then where will we stop to devalue human thought and its history? Can you even argue with people who can only accept their own ground of discussion? Why the study of philosophy and thus thought, truly is the only science around.

This week a rather interesting and revealing discussion broke out on my Twitter Feed. The initial kick-off was given by a list of ‘The best 100 scientific Twitterers’ and a revised edition as a twitter list published by @terrorzicke (Name ist Programm – her nick is program).
As member of the Human Sciences, obviously, a friend of mine immediately asked why there were no philosophers (or Scientists in the Liberal Arts for that matter) to be found on her ‘scientific’ list. The crude and simple answer that she reinforced through the subsequent (heated) argumentation was, that Human Sciences are not sciences. (Best laughable tweet out of that discussion: “Geisteswissenschaften kreisen im Gegensatz zu den Naturwissenschaften im Grunde um sich selbst.”  “Human Sciences revolve – to the contrary of natural sciences – only around themselves”)

I won’t go into the depths of that lion pit. It’s pretty much useless to try and reason with people who allow themselves opinions on things they clearly have no idea of. It would be more interesting to try and reason with a cup of coffee. At least, if there is no response, you get a decent shot of caffeine out of it.
I’ll only put one thought out there and it’s one that becomes quite clear if you’ve ever interested yourself for neurological sciences.
There are a lot of ‘natural’ things out there that we can study and analyse in many different ways. The purely materialistic, descriptive way, being one of them – the purely scientific way in the above cited way of thinking. The analysis of the language in which this is made however would already be a ‘human scientist’ way of looking at things.
Without the ordering and the reflection of philosophy which goes beyond the raw material, all we would have is nothing more than a huge stack of information such as the colour red solicits a neuron fire with such and such intensity taking into account the context and situation. But how it is that we can reference that red, or what it means for a thing to be red (even though scientifically speaking the colour red doesn’t exist) which will then lead us to the problem of accidental properties as opposed to essential ones, the theory of individuation and personal identity and so forth… all these questions are philosophical ones and per the cited definition ‘not scientific’.

It is a common misconception that within the confines of Human Sciences anything goes. People from the outside think that we continuously weave our insignificant web of thoughts around a comfortable glass of wine and a good laugh within our own idiosyncratic language, pleasuring ourselves in our own brain juice.
‘Scientificity’ realises itself within the confines of a method. If the method is faulty, no physicist can work. Neither can a philosopher or a linguist or a literate. Far away is the concept that ‘anything goes’. You might gain great popularity among a certain crowd by being without a method (Derrida for instance), but the fame is temporary. (Not one of Derrida’s direct students is still working with his thought. Parts of his method of deconstruction – which isn’t a method truly – but not the complete version and for the next generation of students Derrida will be a relic, not a school anymore.)

As someone who edits texts that have never before seen a printed edition, texts that remain unheard and inaccessible for the scientific community of Medievalists, I work with quantifiable method and scientific means such as distribution, probability, semantic quantities etc. to near myself as closely as ever possible to the original text which is most cases is lost. If you imagine that for the more popular texts you have between 30 and 50 surviving manuscripts and thus potentially 30 to 50 different versions of a text, it becomes immediately apparent why the claim that this can’t by any means be considered science is laughable. Not only do I have to go through that very materialistic part of my work, but after years of that exploring the material support of the text in question (it’s just the characters and the vellum really), I then proceed to the interpretation of the text itself, trying to explain what it’s all about. And only in a third last step do I examine that theory against the ‘bigger picture’ (does it make sense in itself? does it apply to opponents at the time it was written? what do we learn from it in terms of overall realisation? etc.)
In my particular case, as Historians of Philosophy, we are the badly loved kid of all the departments. For the historians, we’re not really historians; for the philosophers, we’re not really philosophers and for the editors, we know way to much to gain quick money with us. Truth of the matter is: we are everything and nothing. We need to have all the instruments a historian needs, all the knowledge and methods a philosopher does and we need to have a decent technical approach to texts and their transmission through the ages. We do it all, and yet, nobody takes us seriously.
So, it’s been long that I have taken anybody for full who claims that this is not science.

In some definitions ‘science’ is defined by the fact that you open up new grounds or that you create the basis for thought and study. It’s clear that with my work, I do just that. Without text editions, our look on a certain period will always remain limited, because the huge cellars of the major libraries of Europe are filled will texts that have never been read by a larger public after the 16th century.

Interestingly enough of course, none of those arguments which my friend made in said Twitter debate were accepted. Neither were mine. To the question why the person was ignoring me in particular, it was said that ‘who protects their tweets doesn’t want to be heart’.

Now, that brings me to another small truth, this time about our modern means of communication. Today, we’re always supposed to be online, always supposed to be linked to that behemoth internet, and if we don’t reply immediately to an email or a text, something is clearly wrong. And yes, if you are stupid enough to protect your privacy because you want to know who is following you, you do not want to be heard.
Yes, I protect my updates, I also protect my Facebook profile, but because the majority of users have lost all sense of the truth that on the opposite side of them sits a real person in front of that PC screen.

The fact that Terrorzicke didn’t want to see what I had to say to her (it would have been easy enough for her to ask for authorisation, it takes one click after all), just shows what happens to people when they don’t want to be reasoned with: they become a caricature of themselves.

Protecting myself from complete exposure over the internet doesn’t mean that I don’t want to be heard, it rather tells you that when I accept you, I have properly seen you and want to enter into contact without. You’re not just another one of the mass that I don’t care about. And it will tell you that I don’t like to be spammed and have a pretty solid knowledge of spammers, useless twittbots and the like.

It becomes very apparent, that people who cannot even reconstruct an act of volition without error, cannot be asked to qualify what is scientific and what is not. And that is why this whole discussion is pointless. Who doesn’t want to hear, will never hear, not matter how loud we shout it.
Human thought will always be an exhilarating subject of study, while the measures of ‘scientificity’ will always be subject to the last and current fashion of the times in which they are uttered.

Of Cheats and Liars: Plagiarism

Posted by yseult on Feb 10, 2010 in Big Words, Issues

In times of the internet and the quick use of any copy/paste function, where the transmission of thoughts and discussions is so immediate, does the term of Plagiarism even still make sense?

This week two topics concerning cheating in writing (also known as: Plagiarism) have hit the major media. They are – at first sight – diametrically opposed, but reveal a lot about how we see the art of creation, the writing business and how web 2.0 and modern means of communication are shaping our intellectual food and why it is that we are starving.

The first case involved star philosopher Bernard-Henri Lévy, a French self-made thinker (in every sense of the term applicable)¹ who has construed his career on said media exposition for the last decades. His latest book ‘On War in philosophy’ – which with the according exposure and the current need for answers on this topic – has been longingly awaited by the chic well-meaning, slightly world removed circles of professional brow frowners of the current Zeitgeist circles ². It is only a small ironical value of that BHL (his official trademark) has now been beaten down by the same feuilltons that usually hail him and applaud every undertaking that the great mind publicises ³. Yes, the man has been proven to be unable to do proper research. He can be seen citing a fictitious writer and his slightly less fictitious texts in his latest work. Less fictitious? The author in question is an invention by a French satritical writer Frédèric Pagès from a renowned satire paper called Le Canard Enchaîné (The Chained Duck) and was meant to wear the armour of champion of the 20th century Anti-Katian movement. The character of Jean-Baptiste Botul had so much success upon his invention that the journalist then went on to publish the invented oeuvre.
Apart from BHL missing the very basic sense and curiosity – which should and can be expected from a ’professional thinker’ – to solidify his own thought based on his sources (it would have taken him a simple Google search to unverify this quoted author), the interesting point here, is not the King’s dethronement. At least not for me. It’s as usual the scene around the throne that interests me more.

The moment in the book where this fictitious source ⁴ was used (or so they tell me, because I confess to not having it read yet), is a critical one: it quotes back to a conference the dear BHL had given last year at the Ecole Normale Supérieure ⁵, using it as what science calls an argument of authority for his own thought and he is quoting a real text written by a satirical journalist (who per se has nothing to say on the matter of wars, thought or metaphysics) who himself has invented a well thought out author with a fitting biography. Now Frédèric Pagès didn’t have in mind to gully people into thinking this was true thought by an actual thinker when he published the works of conferences by Jean-Baptiste Botul. However, BHL’s quoting – even if it’s a funny story – validates the thoughts within these conferences supposedly given in Brazil after the end of WWII.

The point to be made here is the following: No matter how a thought, a critique or a stance came into the world, through satire, through joke, it’s validity isn’t given by it’s author alone, their standing or by the measure that modern booklists give them, but by their applicability to the world. Clearly, something must have sounded right in BHL’s ears to have quoted it that way.

The second event has been breaking across the internet and the major media in Germany. About three weeks ago a certain Helene Hegemann (18) has published her first novel: Axolotl Roadkill. The feuilltons and critics hailed the book as the best portrayal of the current young generation, the generation of the zero years (ie. 2000 to 2009), a new ‘Kinder vom Bahnhof Zoo’ for a new generation, even though it’s content merely shows – using a crude and current language which involves barely anything above the belt line – the general loss of orientation of kids today. Helene Hegemann is no Christiane F., she lacks the genuine problems that allowed other artists to be inspired by her fate. (cf. for instance Cristiane F., the album by David Bowie or the movie). In all truth, all these two girls have in common is that they both showed us their state of mind. Where the one from the 70ies was in no area of her life adapting or working things out and spiralling deeper and deeper into drug addiction and the follow up tragedies, the other one at the start of a new decade of a new millennium shows how much she really has adapted herself to the world and how it works.  Not a single so-called intellectual writer has dared to ask the proper questions, the only newspaper that didn’t review the book was the Zürich based Tagesanzeiger, they found the book apparently too bland and polished ⁶.

It took a simple blogger. A citizen journalist to find out that Hegemann had copied most parts of her first novel off the internet and a particular blog. A fact that the editor immediately declared a detail which the author however failed to mention anywhere. The journalists that had cherished her before… did not drop her. They were ready for the 360 for her new found prodigy, suggesting in all earnestly (the editor and author later confirmed that idea) that copying and using like that was part of the new generation’s ways of communicating, of appreciating the world and that it was completely acceptable for youngsters today. And that’s where the big division is taking place. Nobody seems to want to believe the feuilltonists at this point, because the internet is exploding with people crying outrage ⁷.

Why is that? Because plagiarism is a crime? Because we have a right to what we create? Because… they should know better?

For me personally plagiarism is the worst possible kind of intellectual cannibalism (there are nuances in my head, yes) and just as with real cannibalism, some people might find it acceptable, others might not even consider the idea, for people that live from what they write and accomplish with words, the ethical dimensions are similar to real cannibalism. In a time where students at university think that research means ‘looking it up on google’ and where plagiarism is becoming the standard (in the Philosophy Dept. with three profs alone here in Geneva, there are at least 3 cases per semester), who honestly can be shocked about a girl copying her novel?

It’s the main paradigm of post-modernism that nothing in the world can be reinvented, that everything has been said and thought and that we are all just quoting, thus rendering true art as an act of creation obsolete. This has been the first step to devalue and invalidate the creative act and it is the first paving stone of the road we are on now.

The main question to ask is obviously how the critics can hold on to their prodigal kid by claiming that copying is actually ‘ok’ as long as it’s a ‘thing that kids just do’?

The answer is pretty simple: because plagiarism only makes sense in a written world. Where the written (and printed) word has meaning and a certain authoritative value.
The internet has a colloquial sense to it, and kids today are much more geared towards conversation and immediateness. It’s no wonder they are so in-to-the-net. It satisfies the basic need of every kid or teenager or tween: I want it now and I want it all ⁸. Add to that that an author in the internet or of a blog is a very abstract entity. The fact that bits and bytes represent the text don’t help. A text in printing ink just is so much more imposing and… real.

Two cases, two countries that seemingly have nothing to do with one another. In my view they do. Whereas in BHL’s case, the scientific research, everything is given to the authority of the text, in Hegemann’s case, a novel, nothing is given to the source and there is no argument of authority other than the one of the critics who elevated her. In both cases the reader is left under-nourrished and disappointed.

We buy books and pay authors for various reasons. But no matter what the context is, be it scientific, intellectual or fiction, we pay them for their creativity. We pay them because they spent time on something that we haven’t thought of or don’t have the time to, they created something. They thought and had a will to do something with it.
The discussion about plagiarism, what it is and what it isn’t, what it should be and what it can’t be is an ongoing one. The latest book on the subject has only just come out ⁹. As readers, we live from the illusion that we are reading something new. Whether it’s true or not, is secondary. When German philosopher Hans-Georg Gadamer ¹⁰ stated that when we read a text, we throw ourselves (as the complete being with our social realisation etc.) in front of the progression of the text, that we assume and accept the text as an authority that has to tell us something, he revealed the non-dictum that others fail to see today. Texts are universes. They are very talkative universes. They manipulate, they play with Gadamer’s basic assumption, they shock and they hurt ¹¹. And we all take it. We take it because we believe that the authors have done their work. They have created something. For us.

It’s when we realise that they have cheated and lied that the whole building collapses on itself. Not only does writing become insignificant – limited to the simple machinality of a couple of keystrokes between ctrl+c and ctrl+v -, but ultimately reading is nothing more than listening to the constant jabber of everyday life when it should be elevating us, should inspire us and should make us dream or think.

ADDENDUM: Meanwhile, the Book Expo of Leipzig as nominated Axolotl Roadkill for their 2010 book prize (45.000 Euro). Looking at the standing now, it might not win, but who knows. To not completely throw out their chances, the editor has now issued a nervous telegram stating that in the fourth edition of the book, a ‘list of sources’ would be included. I’ve been fortunate enough to take a look at it and it’s seven pages long and presents itself as an evident alibi. The last paragraph of said list states: “Dieser Roman folgt in Passagen dem ästhetischen Prinzip der Intertextualität und kann daher weitere Zitate enthalten.” which translates to this: This novel follows in certain passages the aestetical principle of intertexuality and may thus contain more quotations (than listed here).
Intertextuality, dear friends, is a scientific concept that became popular in the late 60ies and early 70ies (under Kristeva and the rising movement of psychoanalytical thought in literature and critique of structuralism ie. poststructuralism. It’s not an aestetic principle, it’s a variation of what I referred to as the postmodern principle (“nothing can be said without quoting anything”). Intertextuality uses any given text as a marking point. It doesn’t necessarily quote it, it doesn’t necessarily plagiarise it and it certainly doesn’t use it in a cannibalistic sense. Shame on the editor who obviously were looking for a new child prodigy and through people weren’t intelligent enough to notice their foul play and now try to hide behind scientific concepts that they have no idea of. The King is truly naked.

The Official ‘The World’s Gone Mad’-Rant: Farmville

Posted by yseult on Feb 2, 2010 in Issues

I can assure you all or disappoint everyone right here: this will not be an article about Farmville. But what this will be an article about the problem that the new social media can bring to your immediate relations. Boring, right?

Indulge me for a moment, it might be worth your while. Maybe it’ll irate you to read what follows, maybe it will give you something to think about. Your pick.

Web 2.0 was supposed to bring us all closer together. Fair enough. With Facebook and Twitter and co. everyone has found their little niche in which the investment that it takes to stay in touch with people has been minimised in order to maximise the immediate access to everyone. You don’t have to actually talk to someone to know that they’re still alive and actually doing ok. Just look at their Facebook activities or have a quick look at their latest tweets. All good. No need for an intervention.

Now, I don’t want to bring out all the usual sociological observations about the change in social interaction and how peer pressure passes through these new media nowadays or even the economic ideas behind something like Farmville. It’s been said. What I am more interested here is on a much more basic level than that. The online games. Facebook has done a good job at implementing the different games into an easy accessible game fix during the day directly in Facebook. I am the first one who likes the occasional Bejweled and I am also on Farmville.
Lately however a rather conservative and yes, Christian part of my acquaintances on Facebook have started to become nothing short of obsessed with Farmville. The stressed out status updates have worried me for a while, and when I heard in a podcast about the matter, that some people actually to believe that this game helps them to ‘solidify’ friendships and help them knit together more distant contacts from their work or a priest to his parishioners, I am falling rather silent and that pretty quickly.

Yes, I am also on Farmville, and sure it’s a fun thing, but do I map my days according to it? Or does the game still follow my day? That’s the main question to be asked here. But let’s stay on the idea that it solidifies friendships and contacts for a moment. How does someone reach that conclusion (other than excuse the addictive influence the game has already had on their lives) ?

Having friendships, an exchange of opinions and human contact in general takes time, it takes energy and it can be tiring. Particularly when you work in an environment that delivers a certain service, in a way people always think that you have to be receptive to them no matter what. So, these games lower that amount of energy that is needed in order to keep up with your friends, or colleagues. Because at other times, you are not up to give the time in order to stay ten minutes after mass or after work in order to get the community juices flowing and knit the group or friendships together. Or you just can’t be bothered to pick up that telephone and spend 40 min. talking to someone. Why not drop them a line on their wall or help out on their farm. Surely that’s enough.

And all of a sudden, you find yourself having spent 40 min. on Farmville. The same amount it would have taken in RL to talk to someone, listen and process something. Instead you’ve been clicking about 250 times on a virtual farm and in all actually built nothing.

Yes, of course Zynga and thus Farmville does charity and yes, of course it’s just fun.

But am I really and truly the only one seeing the obvious here? The world is becoming more and more solitary for each and everyone of us and not because it is becoming less and less beautiful (although that certainly is a reason), but because friendships that can be maintained only virtually, through the web, aren’t really worth a whole lot, are they? Or where are your Farmville friends when RL really hits you?
It doesn’t help that the only people that actually to say something about this state of ‘the world’s gone mad’ are people like Dr. Phil on MTV or other similar ‘convincing’ media outlets.
The idea to unclutter your life and start to become an influence in the people around you seems completely lost in this respect and yes, I am sorry, I am shocked at how many decent Catholics (Amercian and other) in my contact list have actually broken out in hysteria over their lost bonus’ every time Facebook has a glitch or is slow. These are the same people who are adamant about a lot of things (some of them might even condemn you to hell if you don’t vote properly, whatever properly is) and for them the impetus to love and be charitable is a truth in their lives. I doubt they realise just how much time it is that they are wasting and how much more could be done in the time they play Farmville.

It’s time to really ask what the social media is actually about? And what will it be about in the future years? Because in the beginning, it was supposed to be about people and their interaction either with content givers or creators or with other readers and users. Not to sound completely pessimistic, but if the nature of interaction is constantly lowered (Letter to Email to FB message to FB Wall Post to ‘I’m tending your crops’ on Farmville) then what about the nature of exchange and in that respect people themselves? Can there even come anything out of it that does not spell intellectual poverty?

SQPN: The Secrets of Farmville #1
Farmville entry on Wikipedia
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Of Reality and Ideas

Posted by yseult on Jan 27, 2010 in Issues

The Apple Tablet and its craze offers more than just the prospect of a shiny new geek toy: my take on a rumour and a symbol of hope.

Mashable. com is usually not known for their intellectual insight in things. It’s a site for news about new media and computers. It’s a synthesising site, that will mash up all the news into small and quickly readable articles. It does a great job at it and I am glad that I don’t have to read 20 articles to get the same info. So, thank you Mashable.
However, I was amazed to read the lead title of one of their latest articles on the famed ‘ipad’ or simply the Apple Tablet this morning which is supposed to come out today: “Why the idea of the Apple Tablet May Be Better Than the Reality”.

Truly platonic.

The article then states that “as a rumor, the Apple tablet can be anything to anyone.”

A bit less platonic.

Still. The point stands to be argued. It’s a common truth that things that don’t have a substantiated reality either based in experience or axiomatic proof, are free to be filled with whatever it is that we need. The idea of being with someone, the idea of love, the idea of being in love, the idea of being successful, the idea of being famed… they all are wonderful in themselves and as such they guide our thoughts if not our dreams, because they are devoid of reality. Because come to think of it, being in love means a lot of work, staying in love even more; being successful means having to work and compromise and then compromise some more, being famed means you’ll expose yourself to a whole set of problems you wouldn’t have otherwise etc. etc.

Mashable states the same thing: “The anticipation and the lofty expectations surrounding the product launch put the Apple tablet atop a pedestal. Once the curtain lifts, it could take years before it returns to the same level of glory.”

The same is true with any high idea. It can be argued however that the ‘same level of glory’ is reached much earlier in the process. By filling what up to that point was just an empty idea, potentiality in every sense possible, the thing, your dream becomes truly real. And that in itself gives it more weight and more glory than a simple idea ever could. A lost love is always better than no love at all, and a dream in itself is bound to be killed either by use or reality.

The conclusion is basic really: dreams and ideas are bound to be destroyed, replaced and remade. Reality has that crushing quality like nothing else out there.

As for the whole question about the Apple Tablet. Will it be great? I have no doubt about it. Will it save the printing industry as Mashable states the Apple fans? Absolutely not. Will it be an actual concurrence to the e-readers such as the Kindle or the Nook? Probably not. Will it advance the victory over said e-readers over the traditional book? No.

There is a certain distinctive quality that comes with every single book that a Kindle or Nook cannot replace, no matter how many pretty author pictures they put into their digitalised book formats. The physical appearance, the weight, the difference in paperweight, the font, the printing style… it all gives a book it’s primary qualities while the text, good or bad, gives it its character. Nothing in an e-reader can come even close to that particular thrill that you feel when you take a book into your hands before buying it, because something in its cover, appearance or title called out to you. All these e-readers will ever achieve is to be a tool in a world where multitasking is a standard and where we fill even the smallest minute with some kind of chatter (the book in the train, music while walking, your Hebrew course while working out…). And as such, the Apple Table wont change anything. If the rumours are correct and it is in fact a netbook, I doubt it will even establish as an e-reader. Because I personally, don’t need yet another PC to distract me from what I really want to do: read. With the touch of paper on my hands and sometimes the wonderful warm feeling that comes when you toss a book wholeheartedly into a corner or on the floor because the author really, really couldn’t resist drawing that card on you. Imagine doing that with a Kindle?

The e-readers, reading on the computer, OCR, surfing on the phone, being online all the time, web 2.0… they all have been empty ideas at some point. And then we started filling them up with real life use, with our own version of their initial form. So, no matter how much people want to see symbols of hope in the clouds or their tea leaves, the Apple Tablet or a President, it never, ever lifts the responsibility from us to make use of that symbol. Evaluate it and then actually use it, fill it up with meaning.

A crisis is never just overcome with symbols. But they certainly help to not lose hope completely.