Doesn't that sound dangerous ...
So you're a cynic, Werther? Comes from reading too much Schopenhauer and Nietzsche. :)
But seriously - you seem to be in the same mood Goethe and his contemporaries were at the time he wrote the novel. Goethe - in spite of writing Werther - survived, while many fans of his book did not. They committed suicide just like their idol. Goethe himself was much too rational and realistic for that - and he loved life too much. Additionally he was by no means of the opinion that love was only for other people - he took what he could get, making quite a few women first happy and then unhappy. The good thing about that is that he gave us some of the most beautiful love poems.
I have read Tonio Kroger, but it seems such a long time ago that I hardly remember what it was about. My favourites by Thomas Mann are Buddenbrooks (best novel ever) and Magic Mountain.
By the way, why don't you try Goethe's Wilhelm Meister? In that work he gives his hero the chance to develop and mature without killing him before the poor fellow knows what life can hold in store for him.:D
Cynics, Englishmen, Wilde, Women & Goethe...
Quote:
Originally Posted by
barbara0207
So you're a cynic, Werther? Comes from reading too much Schopenhauer and Nietzsche. :)
But seriously - you seem to be in the same mood Goethe and his contemporaries were at the time he wrote the novel. Goethe - in spite of writing Werther - survived, while many fans of his book did not. They committed suicide just like their idol. Goethe himself was much too rational and realistic for that - and he loved life too much. Additionally he was by no means of the opinion that love was only for other people - he took what he could get, making quite a few women first happy and then unhappy. The good thing about that is that he gave us some of the most beautiful love poems.
I have read Tonio Kroger, but it seems such a long time ago that I hardly remember what it was about. My favourites by Thomas Mann are Buddenbrooks (best novel ever) and Magic Mountain.
By the way, why don't you try Goethe's Wilhelm Meister? In that work he gives his hero the chance to develop and mature without killing him before the poor fellow knows what life can hold in store for him.:D
Oh Barbara, how kind you are! That was said with all the concern of a doting mother.... or a teacher, at any rate. But really, you needn't worry. There may be a certain danger in romanticism (think 'Madame Bovary') but cynicism is a position of relative security. It is based on an instinct for self-protection, a perceived need to keep life's woes at bay. Humour springs from precisely the same instinct - which explains why cynical people are often very, very funny. Just think of the English. Their entire history of comedic genius is based on nothing other than a predilection for misery. Have you heard this anoynomous proverb: "The Scots are at home but when they are abroad, the Irish are at peace but when they are at war, and the English are happy but when they are miserable". I discern much sanity in this attitude. James Joyce, in comparing the English to the French, suggested that the French lack the talent for humour because they do not possess the Englishman's "humility before life". I think that this spirit informs so much that is (or was) great about English culture. You find it in Winnie the Pooh, Wind in the Willows, Black Adder, the plays of Alan Bennett, the poetry of A.E. Houssman, and the music of Morrissey. The latter once claimed in an interview: "I could never do anything so vulgar as enjoy myself". How brilliant is that!
I've always found it interesting how the genders differ in their attitudes to cynicism. At some level, almost all men are cynics, but women rarely succumb to this frame of mind. Why do you think this is? I have a few ideas but, at the risk of offending any readers (you especially Barbara), I think I'll just toss off some Oscar Wilde quotes instead:
'Idealism precedes experience, cynicism is what follows.'
'No, I am not at all cynical, I have merely got experience, which, however, is very much the same thing.'
'Men know life too early. Women too late'.
I must say Barbara, I had a wee chuckle when you recommended 'Wilhelm Meister' to me. I have not yet read this book but I know some things about it and it is high on my reading list. As I understand, it tells the story of one man's integration into bourgeois society - a plot to which I am bound to relate. And you were right to point out the development in Goethe's thought. In later years, he reacted violently against the pathological elements in romanticism, embracing instead a more serenely classical form of art. You mention his great love poems and so I shall leave you with some lines:
"You kiss with such pointed lips
Like a dove sipping water
You are really too dainty."
P.S. - Writing this has given me a great idea for a new thread, which I am going to start immediately. Feel free to contribute. You are very interesting.
Is the world mad or am I mad?
Quote:
Originally Posted by
barbara0207
Hello Werther,
I may have been a bit too insistent in my rejection of a national character, and I do admit that there may be some kind of cultural identity in a nation (though dwindling in times of globalization). But you cannot characterize all German literature as "wistful". Not even Thomas Mann's works are wistful throughout (Der Erwählte, Felix Krull). And I don't know about all French literature being "bitter".
Please don't be too upset about your thread being closed. What scared me (and probably the administrator) most was your suggestion to connect a nation's literature with its "sanity". While many people will concede that their nation may be at fault here and there, most of them will draw the line at their own and their country's sanity.
But if you find cultural identity so thrilling why don't you open a thread asking whether people think that e.g. German literature is wistful? I would be happy to contribute.
By the way, how do you characterize American and British literature?
PS: Couldn't find your comments on NZ in the movie thread.
Hi Barbara, Just another quick word from me. I want to here defend my use of the term 'sanity'. Far too little discussion revolves around this term and that is to be much regretted. If more judgements were made from the point of view of sanity, half the world's problems would be solved over night. But because, in our modern world, we live in paranoid fear of being considered mad or eccentric, we refrain from using such language. It didn't stop Nietzsche - he called Antiquity 'the sanest period in human history'. And my hero, Morrissey, called the English 'the sanest people in the world'. It is really the most effective language in which to express a value judgement. Nietzsche was wholly concerned with diagnosing the mental and spiritual health of modern man, and although Hitler misappropriated Nietzsche's philosophy for his own ends, it is a shame that more social discourse does not centre on the notion of 'decadence', or 'degeneracy'. In my view, the modern capitalist world is a madhouse. Modern art is degenerate and intelligent people need to decry it as such. Our future depends upon it.
I expect that the administrator also felt that comparing cultures would incite conflict. Oh dear! Where do I begin? Recognising and celebrating cultural difference is not only fun, but it is also very healthy. In our increasingly homogenised multi-cultural world, so many ills result from our pretending that we do not differ. It may seem paradoxical, but when we acknowledge difference we get along much better. (Because we know each other much better.) Also, it can be very, very funny. A couple of weeks ago I was watching the British comedy series, 'Absolute Power'. The character playing opposite Stephen Fry exclaims, 'Humour, where would we be without it?' Stephen Fry's pensive response: 'Germany, I should think.' Ha, ha!
Anyhow, I must leave it at that. To find my other posts Barbara, just click on my name and there should be an option: 'read all posts by this person'. My film recommendations are very good! Also, let me say that there is a big difference between Morrissey and Alanis Morrissette. If you do not know much about Morrissey, I urge you to discover him for yourself. Listen to his music, read his interviews (@morrissey-solo.com) and step into his world. He really is a fascinating figure; one of the great cultural icons of our age, in my view.
Best wishes, John
P.S - Glad you like me. (You have good taste)
P.P.S - the Goethe quote was not meant to baffle you, merely to charm you!
...back from the mountains
'But Zarthustra became sad and said to his heart: "They do not understand me: I am not the mouth for these ears. I seem to have lived too long in the mountains; I listened too much to brooks and trees: now I talk to them as to goatherds. My soul is unmoved and bright as the mountains in the morning. But they think I am cold and I jeer and make dreadful jests. And now they look at me and laugh: and as they laugh they even hate me. There is ice in their laughter'.
Yes, I am back from the mountains after a long absence and, like Zarathustra himself, I seem to have descended into the marketplace. The reception to my last post - which can only be described as hysterical - was so completely unjustified and spiteful. The Western world is, and has been, a sinking ship for the last 200 years (at least) and if someone dares mention the word 'degenerate' or 'decadent', if someone dares to call the modern world a 'madhouse', this is how they are treated. To acquiesce in the general decline of Western civilisation implies such a terrible lack of feeling and apathy. And whatever one might say against Hitler, he did care - which is more than can be said for most people. When I decried modern art as degenerate, I was speaking of art in the most general sense. Hollywood action films, popular music of the last decade, mindless television, the death of theatre - these are the things that are having such an adverse effect on today's youth. Am I the only one who cares about these things? And for the record, I know an awful lot about art and I feel quite justified in loathing a lot of what finds its way into contemporary galleries. I highly recommend you read Steven Pinker's diagnosis of modern art in 'The Blank Slate'. Steven Pinker is an amazing writer and very perceptive. Let me further add that I am quite content living in my 19th century time-warp. The 21st century appals me and only insensitive barbarians can live through it without being offended on a daily basis. Given this, I would suggest that Nietzsche has never been so relevant and children should be pumped with him from kindergarden onwards. What a sane world that would be! And Barbara, please do not attack Morrissey - some subjects are sacrisanct.
So, if I have been understood, I am really in no need of a diagnosis and am quite secure in the fact of my own sanity. But here, with the very best intentions and no feelings of malice, I will offer you a character assessment. I read your comments on another thread concerning your changing attitude to Mann's 'Buddenbrooks' after having children. As Lisaveta tells Tonio (in Tonio Kroger), I think you are, at bottom, a bourgeois. I do not mean this in an altogether complimentary way. Mann's 'burgherlich' nature - his strong ethical relationship to the bourgeois way of life - is something I have always objected to in his writing. How much SANER Flaubert was in proclaiming that 'hatred of the bourgeois is the beginning of wisdom'. I imagine you as something like the character Gabriele from Mann's novella 'Tristan'; artistically inclined but ultimately drawn to the Kloterjahn's of this world. (I make no secret of the fact that I belong to the side of Herr Spinnell.) Sometimes I think that this is basically the female condition, but then I am reminded of somebody like Germaine Greer (God bless her) who rejects conventionality and is not afraid to be considered mad by the vulgar mob.
Anyway, I don't think I'll contribute anymore to this forum. I've enjoyed our little flirtation but ultimately, I just really hate computers. (Back to my 19th century time-warp!) I think I'll check once more to see if you respond to this post. I hope so.
All the best, Werther.
