'Philosophical' and 'Philosophy' - By Selim 'Selim' Talat

'Philosophical' and 'Philosophy'

I often find myself wondering if the 'Talk to a Philosopher' sign at the stall is truthful. It certainly works, and is a great way to communicate things on a direct level. But how much philosophy are we actually doing? It is seems so open and easy - is philosophy really just questions out of a hat?

Posing the question

It is safe to say that there are various levels of philosophy. This does not mean that the more complex is any better or worse, but only that it requires more vigour to understand. Some philosophy is so rigid and heavy that it would require a spare three months and the aid of a Dr.Bowles to come to grips with! This is why I want to make the distinction between 'philosophical' and 'philosophy'.

A good example of the philosophical can be found in any of the Nasreddin Hodja anecdotes. He is a wise man, and a notorious prankster, who is famous in a number of lands, but most closely associated with turkish folk-lore. Let us have a look at one of these anecdotes:

One day, Great Tamerlane went to the Aksehir Central bath, where Hodja was waiting. After getting undressed and wrapping pestamals (large bath towels) around themselves, they entered the hot room. They sat on 'gobek tasi' (large very hot marble). There, Tamerlane asked the Hodja:

  'Hodja, you are a very learned one! You know to appraise value properly. Tell me, what is my worth?'
  'Ten Akce' replied the Hodja
Tamerlane flew into a rage, fuelled by such a low appraisal of himself.
  'You idiot!' said Tamerlane, 'how can you say my value is ten Akce. This bath towel   alone is worth ten Akce!'
  'I included that when I gave you my estimate!'

Funny it is. To ruin this brilliant jest by explaining it, Nasreddin is saying that Tamerlane is worthless. And it is quite philosophical. But philosophy? The beginnings of philosophy yes, but I would say that we are not doing Philosophy (capital P!) through the above anecdote. It is profound, but it is not part of a larger systematic profundity! Our Nasreddin Hodja is a wisened prankster, underminer of authority, a secular voice for sanity and practical master of common sense, but he doesn't have a single system which he espouses - at least, not one that I am aware of. This does not make such a folk-hero any less enriching to the soul, but I would not put him in the same category as, say, Immanuel Kant. Nasreddin is far too readable!

To provide a counter point, I will provide a random quote from Parmenides great poem 'On Nature'. Beware – it is a dense one!

One path only is left for us to speak of: that it is. On this path there are a multitude of indications that what-is, being ungenerated, is also imperishable, whole, of a single kind, immovable and complete. Nor was it once, nor will it be, since it is, now, all together, one and continuous. For what coming-to-be of it will you seek? How and from where did it grow?

Parmenides is saying here that we can only speak of what exists. He is saying that what exists cannot have been generated out of nothing (because we cannot speak of something which does not exist) and is therefore uncreated, undestroyable, unmoving and complete. Change is therefore impossible. This is part of Parmenides metaphysics (which is a fantastic word for theory of reality). If you were to ask me what school of thought this was, we could go to the Stanford Encyclopedia of philosophy. There we might find a raging debate: Is Parmenides true to the 'Strict-Monist interpretation', a 'Logical-Dialectical Interpretation' or even a 'Meta-Principle Interpretation'! I do not know, as most of these words are beyond my meagre understanding. Yet on a surface level, it is demonstrating how philosophers categorize thought, and how an understanding of the history of philosophy is essential to participating in these discussions and understanding someone like Parmenides.

This shows that philosophy is not one thing, but a huge variety of well-argued (and sometimes lived) ideas. Great dialogues have raged throughout years, the decades, the centuries, even the millennia. To continue them, we must first understand what came before us. To look forward, we follow the trail of history to its horizon (which for Western philosophy lies in the direction of ancient greece).

To ignore this challenge for more easily accessible philosophy is to blind ourselves. This is why academic philosophy is so important - it will ensure that there is always someone out there who understands the immortal classics. I cannot stress enough the importance of the classics, the power beholden in those ancient words. They are more powerful than any religious revelation, or any particular political ideology, or any transient consumer enterprise. You can rest assured that the most 'successful' in even today's society are familiar with their Plato. Anti-intellectual rantings against academic philosophy are pursued by people who have neither the courage nor the consistency to deal with it.

Answering the question

So, what are the differences between philosophical and philosophy? I would say that something philosophical is often a question, or a wise saying relating to practical life. A small piece of a massive puzzle, placed down on the jigsaw board of reality every now and again.

Full-on Philosophy does raise questions, but I would say that it also attempts to answer them afterwards. For what is the point of a question if there is no answer? I call utterly false the prejudice against philosophy which sees it as a purely questioning discipline. Many a philosopher has ended philosophy (at least in their own minds!) with an epic piece of work. And other great philosophers produced complete systems of thought, Spinoza and his Ethics coming instantly to mind. These were massive jigsaws, with all of the pieces in the box (you just have to work out how to do them).

Philosophy does provide us with the best-reasoned answers, even if we can never truly know that they are absolutely right. It also provides us with complete answers; just look at any of the four great schools of ancient greece for a working example. These answers often lead to more questions, or challenges against them, and never truly seem to solve it all. This is surely better than a hodge-podge of ideas on random t-shirts or holding onto a belief because it feels comfortable to. Furthermore, philosophy can provide a guide on how to live. It just requires a lot more understanding and effort than a one-off quote. Philosophical systems might use maxims to promote themselves and be easier to comprehend, but these are not replacements for the harder work of comprehension.
'Philosophy' is largely systematic and truly deep, not just in the questions it tries to answer, but also in the literal length and time taken to understand it. 'Philosophical' thinking is profound, but out of the context of a complete system. Both are useful, however, I would not say they are the same thing. This article for instance is 'philosophical' but not a work of 'philosophy'.

What we must truly be careful of are intellectual tricks disguised as philosophy, catchy little sentences or attempts to be clever. To finish on a cynical note, this is a quick paraphrased line from some horrible advert I once saw on the brain-melt-box: 'What if we replaced 'OK', with 'What if?'

Utterly sickening.



Selim 'Selim' Talat


The Philosophy Takeaway Issue 50 'Open Topic'

Art - By Eliza Veretilo





This weeks artist was Eliza Veretilo: www.neonsuitcase.blogspot.com

The Philosophy Takeaway Issue 49 'Open Topic'

Utopia : a useless dream or the construction of a future? - By Alice S. Dransfield

Utopia : a useless dream or the construction of a future?

The word "utopia" was first used by Thomas More to describe an imaginary island that had an ideal social and political system. He formed the word "utopia" from the greek word "topos" (place) and the negative "ou", so we could translate the word "utopia" into: a non-place, or a place that doesn't exist.

Since then, the word "utopia" has been used to describe fictitious political and social models imagined by various thinkers. It has also taken a connotation, an utopia is somehow like a dream, nice but unreal...

Has utopia a place in today's society ?

The major criticism made towards all the different utopias imagined throughout the centuries is that they don't take into account reality, "nice ideal, but totally disconnected from the real world" many would say. Or that these social and political systems are so different from the ones we live in that it would be impossible to change society so much in one go.

So if these utopias can't be realised, what is the point in writing them down? No more than any other novel, a nice thing to read and to dream about.

But is that really the only contribution utopias can bring to today's society? For even though it is true that it is very difficult to install radical changes into a social and political system, does that mean it is useless to try?

History has proven to us that social and political systems are not static, and that radical changes can occur (not necessarily for good). And here is, I think where utopias take an important dimension because they are, in my opinion, an obstacle to conservatism. They can become the physical support to new and revolutionary ideas, those ideas that have trouble being expressed via other medias. Presented as dreams, they show to humans that human nature isn't static, that changes, even drastic ones, can at least be produced mentally. And what humans conceive can eventually be achieved.

So utopias, far from being merely useless fictions, participated in the construction of possible futures by offering to our minds new perspectives, free from the bounds of our conservative societies. Opening our minds is not an utopic idea!

Alice S. Dransfield 

The Philosophy Takeaway Issue 49 'Open Topic'

The Gooseythro: What is knowledge? - By Selim 'Selim' Talat

The Gooseythro: What is knowledge?

Badger wanders the market place (agora) alone, asking his philosophical questions to all those who pass by.

“Where are you headed on this bright day, dear Stoat?”

“Badger! I shall not talk with you, else you try to suck me into one of your long winded dialogues. Good day.”

“And to you, too. Ah, but who is this flapping down from his favourite oak tree. Owl, over here! Owl, come and land by me.”

“Badger! I am in such a rush I cannot even stay to preen my feathers. And even if I were not so hurried I would be suspicious that you will try to-”

“Oh never mind, away with you (some animals are so busy these days). Yet who is this cresting yonder hill -- a bard? Gooseythro, lo there Goose, where are you headed?”

“Badger! I was just going to play my lute by the beach. Should be a few hours of sun left yet. Will you join me?”

“I would, but I am engaged with something else. Perhaps you could help me?”

“But of course my friend, you need only ask.”

“Very well, Goose. You see, I was most perplexed this morning, having woken with something of an aching head. I fear some manner of disease has stolen from me memories I once safely stored up there. I can't, for all of my efforts, seem to remember what 'knowledge' is!”

“That is a most unlikely story Badger. It is almost as if you were trying to ask me a philosophical question about knowledge in a roundabout way. Nuh...hold your tongue, you don't need to apologise to me. I will just answer the question and then continue my gay quest to the beach. Knowledge is things that you know. There, you are cured and we can continue enjoying our lives.”

“Knowledge is what you know. Hhhm. But what about --”

“Now look here, Badger! I know this game. It's the one where you keep on asking questions indefinitely. I shall not indulge you any longer!”

“Good Goose, this is my last question, I promise. All I want to know is what knowing is.”

“Okay, fine! Knowing is when you have an understanding of something as being true. I know that I am carrying a lute. I know that I am in Athens in 458 BC. I know that I am going to the beach very, very soon and that you are coming with me to enjoy your life.”

“Yet these are all obvious enough truths and thus easy to grasp. If this were all knowledge is, everyone would be an expert of everything just through brute existence alone. Is knowledge merely our understanding of the obvious?”
 
“Yes, well I don't just know obvious things like the date. I know that two and two combined together make four, I know how to play elegant strains on my lute and I know that the gods alter the passage of stars and moon”

“Now let us not get carried away here Goose. How is it you know it is the gods who move the stars about?”

“Simple really. What else could it be?”

“Why, it could be any number of things!”

“But I have evidence on my side, Badger. Very powerful evidence.”

“Will you not share this with me before you depart?”

“Yes I will (for I must admit this is getting interesting). Every time the priesthood has struck upon the golden drum to wake the gods a new moon has followed. How can it be denied that the moon-change is created with the awakening of the gods?”

“The answer is quite simply to not strike the drum, and wait to see whether or not the moon emerges.”

“But then the moon shall not emerge and the tides shall wither!”

“How do you know this, Goose? I would love to know.”

“For the new moon turns only with the beating of the drum. It has been proven time and time again.”

“Perhaps it is not the drum that wakes the gods, but some other force we do not yet know about. Although let us not get bogged down here. I for one find it interesting that you tried to present evidence of your knowledge, as opposed to just stating a belief.”

“A foolish Goose I would be if I did that! I am certain a belief is not knowledge, no. It is just a belief. Once we have evidence for it, then it becomes knowledge.”

“So this means that only things we can confirm as true count for knowledge? So your memory of the song about the Pussycat and the Minotaur is knowledge, because you know how to play it, but the actual lyrics are not knowledge, as most of us  do not believe in ridiculous mythical creatures such as pussycats.”

“No, no, no. You misunderstand. The lyrics are knowledge of a story, but the story itself is false. Remember, that because the adventures are supposed to be illogical, it is alright to call them knowledge. But if I said three and two made seventeen, this would not be okay.”

“So what you are saying, Goose, is this: You know the song to be representative of a false, fantastical world of magic, but it still counts as knowledge, because songs are supposed to be fantastical.”

“Precisely, Badger – you put it more succinctly than I ever could.”

“I must disagree with you, dear Goose. You see, I would categorize your song as a work of art,' at this, Goose blushed, 'which is designed to operate on a different level to our everyday ideas of knowledge. For instance, I may know how to fix a sandal, but this is merely technical knowledge. I may know the meaning of life is to overcome the world of appearances in the search of perfect ideas, this is debatable philosophical knowledge. I may know that it is unlikely the gods concern themselves with piddling little moons, this is knowledge of what is not the case. And I may know how to sing a song about unlikely creatures such as possums, this is not really knowledge, but more an artistic expression.”

“Then that would mean that not everything I know is knowledge! Oh this is confusing me greatly, Badger. Although I do appreciate you dividing things up into categories, I would much rather think that everything in our heads that can be proven should be considered knowledge.”

“Oh, we move in circles like a donkey around the well! Tell me, dear Goose, if you were lost in the desert and you saw a mirage of an oasis, would that constitute knowledge?”

“Why not at all, Badger. I would think that I was being tricked. Just as when I dream about making love, I know the visions to be something different from real life. But even those illusions are still part of my being, part of my memory, and part of my knowledge. Oh I insist it!”

“Then, just as an illusion has no realness outside of your head; is it not fair to also call your song an illusion? Alluding to a reality that is not there, after all?”

“I suppose I shall have to give you that point, Badger. Are we finished now?”

“Not quite yet, I have one last question. Is the song a good song?”

“Why of course it is! Do you doubt my song-craft, Badger?”

“I do not. Yet Mule is not fond of your strains. Nor is Eel”

“What does Mule know about music?! And Eel hasn't ears – she has no right to judge.”

“Ah, so people have varying 'knowledge' about what is good music and what is bad. Mule dislikes your music because he does not know it is good.”

“Precisely! That poor deprived quadruped.”

“And why does he not know your music is good? Certainly he has heard it on many occasions. This means either one of two things: either everyone can eventually be taught to learn about what is good or not, or some things are not knowledge and are just down to the whims of the individual animal.”

“No, that is nonsense. My music is good because most people have said it is. This is my evidence – this justifies my belief and makes it true. Right, Badger?”

“I am not convinced, good Goosey, I’m not convinced at all. You are saying that knowledge is determined by the greatest number of animals assenting to it. Yet this means that if everyone said the sky was a dark shade of maroon, we would have to submit to it, in spite of our contrary evidence.”

“Now it is you who is being naughty, Badger! Earlier we established many different 'knowledges'. One was based on what we could see, 'the sky is blue' and then we all conclude that the sky is blue. Art however, must depend on some other type of knowledge – for all of us experience art, but not all of us come to the same conclusions. So in terms of the worth of song, I would say that it depends on the numbers who like it.”

“Well confound me, Goose – ye aesthetic avian! I did not come here to discuss matters of art and other trivia. I must say I am disappointed, with you and with myself for falling into such a trite dialogue.”

“Do not for a second blame me for all of this. You are the one who started it all.”

“I did, but not with the intention of falling into the nettles of trickery.”

“How have I tricked you?! If anything it is you who is the notorious, slippery irritant.”
“You said that mule did not have knowledge of your music being good, because he was lacking something. Then you said that what made your music good was that most people enjoyed it. However, everyone knows that mule is obsessed with gossip and tends to conform to what others say. The likelihood of mule not knowing that other people liked your music is not worth considering.”

“Oh. I had not considered that much.”

“Such a conclusion is ludicrous; that the way to know if something is 'good' is to know whether or not everyone likes it. There must be something else that determines such knowledge. Hhhmm. Aha, I have it. We are looking at the external reaction too much – we must look at the actual songs themselves to determine if they are good, removed from the tastes or whims of any audience, including our own tastes.”

“Very well, Badger, lead on. For I am ignorant of what else to say.”

“There must be elements of the bards song that determine its 'goodness'. Likewise with anything, be it a spear, a ship, a 'skin of wine, a canal. The knowledge of whether or not any of these things we create are 'good' is contained within the very thing itself – how well it achieves its purpose, and whatever people outside of it say is just so much noise!”

“Let us stick to the song example if we could. What makes a song good?”

“Well it is evident that you are the better bard between us, owing to my being tone-deaf (and these oversized badger paws). I would venture to say that you have more practice upon the lute and are familiar with it. Your spirit is more finely attuned to the sensitivities of sound and you are capable of weaving emotional tapestries with chords and melodies. You listen to many other examples of good barding and this allows you to discover and fulfil the purpose of music. All of these things combined make up knowledge of goodness.”

“But what if a song fulfils all of these criteria and yet a certain stubborn mule still refuses to acknowledge that the song is a master-work of craft, function and delivery? (If I may say so myself!)”

“Then there is evidently something amiss with the mule.”

“So it is then a case that mule does not know good from bad, and must be told what is good in order to appreciate it! That is no more ludicrous then suggesting one must know what is popular in order to know what is good.”

“Well...well...I never said this would be an easy process did I? Nor did I ever lay claim to any particular knowledge, most rampant goose!”

“Hold your bluff, Badger. You aren't burrowing out of this one quite so soon. You stopped me asking for answers, I tried to give you one and ended up being led along a dark, misty river with yourself at the helm. Now you have struck a rock and rather than admit it you try and blame me for this outcome. How perfidious!”

“I maintain it is no contradiction and you are at your perverse little word games once more. Look, you said that by knowing what is popular we can know what is good. I said that by knowing what makes up good we can find out what is good. My suggestion is that we use philosophical inquiry to determine this, you were just referring to the bulk herd.”

“But so are you, my astute companion. For consider this: You are still maintaining that the good of my song is still outside of my song, in the reactions people display toward it. It is surely inescapable that your 'knowledge' is influenced by what is considered popular or no, by what we call the classics, and so on.”

“No! Now you paint my tail red and accuse me of leaving a bloody trail across the fields of philosophy. The fact that people enjoy the classics is not where knowledge of the classics being classic comes from. The classics are classics for being classic, in and of themselves. Dig?”

“But you still know what is or is not classic because of-”

“Again with the red paint! Regardless of how much people exalt and enjoy the classics, the knowledge of their being good could be discovered independently. This is why bards are so afraid of declaring something a classic – for fear of being wrong. We know when something is good because it will fulfil goodness against any odds.”

“You soar with the clouds with your transcendent knowledge. An irony, as I am a mere land-goose in comparison, earthy and even headed.”

“Where else could we discover knowledge of 'good'? In the mass flow, in the fickle utterance of sparrow, or the shallow chatter of magpie? There is more to life than mere appearances and bulk numbers.”

“Tell me Badger, now that the sun has gone down and I have missed the bright beach, at least leave me with an answer. Was it contagious?”

“Contagious? Whatever do you mean?”

“The thought-disease that stole your knowledge of knowledge?”

“Ah that! Yes, evidently it was so.”

“Still, something of a contradiction isn't it?”

“Not at all. I know that I lack knowledge, for I know that there is something out there, some place where perfection resides. We all know this, surely. Although, not myself, not all the time, I have doubts too.”

“I am going home, Badger. I am going home and I want to be left alone for a very long time.”

'Very well, whimsical beast! Flutter off with you.”

“Yes, farewell my fluffy friend.”

“Ah, that was most exhilarating. But who is this, cluttering along the passway. Horse! What are you doing out so late dear Horse?”

“Badger! I'm in a rush to the stables, but even if I weren't...”

Thus concludes the dialogue.


Selim 'Selim' Talat

The Philosophy Takeaway Issue 49 'Open Topic'

Fuzzy Logic and the Multicultural Society - Martin Prior

Fuzzy Logic and the Multicultural Society

Take Giles FitzPatrick (randomly chosen name).  Is he posh?  Yes or no?  And Violet Smith (also  randomly chosen name).  Is she?  Yes or no?  Well, actually, having met both of them, yes AND no.

Well, various logicians have invented three-valued logics, and a non-logician like myself has invented five (so there!)  But those who believe in fuzzy logic believe in an infinite number of truth-values, ranging in a continuum between 0 and 1.  Although there have been perfectly respectable exercises using fuzzy logic in the form of computer algorithms logicians like the renowned Jan Ɓukasiewicz (1878-1956) worked on this idea as far back as the ’twenties.

As an example of such an algorithm given in Wikipedia for FL:

For example, a simple temperature regulator that uses a fan might look like this:

IF temperature IS very cold THEN stop fan
IF temperature IS cold THEN turn down fan
IF temperature IS normal THEN maintain level
IF temperature IS hot THEN speed up fan

There is no "ELSE" – all of the rules are evaluated, because the temperature might be "cold" and "normal" at the same time to different degrees.

In fact, in order to make a decision, one has to reduce each test to a yes/no test.

To my mind, truth corresponds to the facts, and fuzzy truth corresponds to perception of the facts.

Well, what about the multicultural society?  Do we have it?  Is it a good thing?  Er, yes and no.

When David Cameron tries to say the Multi-cultural Society is not working he may be saying more than he thinks.  There is indeed a Multi-cultural Society already, which has been here for a long time: the class system.  Is he making it work?  Yes or no?  Now if DC is 85% posh, this is captured in fuzzy set theory: he is 85% part of the ‘posh fuzzy set’ – and indeed 15% part of the non-posh fuzzy set!  And what we find from London up the east coast, the class divide is sharper than elsewhere in England.  And elsewhere in the English-speaking world, divisions are much more blurred. 

So in this respect we do not want a multi-cultural society, but rather a vari-cultural society, rather like those vari-focals.

To my mind this also applies to variations based on ethnic divisions.  Let us not fan doubts on the Multi-cultural Society, and let a vari-cultural society – with continua rather than sharp boundaries - happen without the heat.

And of course those of us who 51% earn our living be 51% proud of being working-class.


Martin Prior


The Philosophy Takeaway Issue 49 'Open Topic'

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