Tuesday, September 28, 2021

Sensible Long Term

One of the best friends of my oldest son is addicted to drugs. To be more specific, he is addicted to cocaine. His addiction becomes more and more a problem for himself, his parents and also for his environment. 

In the group of friends they both belong to, using stimulants is a common recreational drug for the weekend. Something like, "What shall we eat: pizza, french frites, sushi, shoarma, a nice sandwich or ...?" For them the buffet table of stimulants consists of: beer, wodka, tequila, weed, pills, magic mushrooms, cocaine, or ... .

My son's generation is a Western European generation of princes and princesses. A decadent generation. Too much money. Too much freedom. No restrictions within the group, by faith or whatever. If we have to believe the reports in the newspapers, the problem is easy to solve. Just ban everything and catch the crooks who offer it. But aren't we simplifying the actual problem? For me the key observations is, our human "need" for euphoria: intense feelings of well-being and happiness. Should we consider this human and natural need for 'euphoria' a constraint?

How to solve this? Epicurus recommends a policy whereby pleasures are maximized "in the long run". Some pleasures are not worth having because they lead to greater pains, and some pains are worthwhile when they lead to greater pleasures. The best strategy for attaining a maximal amount of pleasure overall is not to seek instant gratification but to work out a sensible long term policy. Cocaine is instant gratification with a high risk of addiction when used periodically. Reading or writing a book is a long term policy. In other words: find your book or other sensible long term thing(s)-to-do that gives you an intense feeling of well-being and happiness.

Wednesday, September 22, 2021

Memória Desses

They finally kissed! Who? Meave and Otis, of course. The two protagonist of Netflix series 'Sex Education'. Remember my post 'And Move On' (2-2020)?

Something else. I read Carlos Drummond de Andrade, 'O amor naturel' (1992) in a bilingual translation (Portuguese-Dutch). It's a collection with poetry. Most of his poems are too vulgar for my taste. Those things belong in a bedroom. Whispered in ears. Between you and me. In letters full of longing and hunger. Reminisce. Hoping for more.  

I love this poem (from 'O amor natural'):

Did you know that in Leiden, The Netherlands his poem 'Papel' is a wall poem on Middelstegracht 87 (more)? Complete list with all wall poems in Leiden: here.

P.S. Translation into English is made by Tim Kahl: source.

Tuesday, September 14, 2021

Important

  • For Thales everything is Water.
  • For Anaximenes everything is Air.
  • For Empedocles everything is Earth, Air, Water, and Fire.
  • For Parmenides everything is One and nothing can change.
  • For Heracleitos everything is Fire and in change.
  • For Plato in the real world everything is unmoveable and immortal & in our world everything is in change and mortal.
  • For Epicurus everything is composed of Atoms (= indivisible units of matter).
  • For du Châtelet the Total Energy remains Constant in the universe. Energy can neither be created nor destroyed;  it can only be transformed from one form to another.

And for Umberto Eco? Everything important in life is Love. What is Eco's definition of "Love"? If everything is Love, what about evil? How to explain genocide (or theodicy in general)? Is evil not-important? Is evil never love? Just don't pay attention to evil?

And for me? I love myself, my kids, you and the "groups" I belong to. Out of protection of all the aforesaid I could kill. (Killing as the ultimate step in a palette of possible actions to turn the "world" to "my" desired state of affairs.) Out of love? That's not the first word that comes to my mind. For me it is out of: to fit in or to adjust. 

Wednesday, September 8, 2021

Let it Go!

What a lovely, hot september 2021. The sky is perfectly blue. As if summer just started now, right after my four week summerholiday ended. I read a litte, painted my house (every year another part), went to Gouda, Roermond and Arnhem for one day and worked on a new paper.

Last week I received my etnicity results from MyHeritageDNA: 100% North and West European. This result surprised me a litte because I was expecting some ammount of Spanish but it was 0%. One of my great-great-...-mothers from my fathers side of the family had a last name "Spaans" (English: Spanish) and was also a foundling. So I presupposed that some Spanish (fe)male left his/ her DNA in my DNA. If I am happy with the results? Well, DNA is what it is. Every result would have been OK for me. I've no idea how to interpret etnicity results. How deep are these? How about Charlemagne and Dzjengis Khan? No roman (read: italian) DNA? No azian DNA?

Yesterday evening I saw on Netflix for the first time in many many months a film I really liked: The Age of Adaline (2015). How lovely. Beautiful. "Let it go!" Yes, let it go.

I have been thinking about this quote of Umberto Eco. It makes my skin crawl but I don't know why.