Tag : filosofie

On love – Derrida

One of the first questions one can pose is the question of the difference between the who and the what.
Is love the love of someone or the love of some things?

Okay, supposing I loved someone. Do I love someone for the absolute singularity of who they are? “I love you because you are you”. Or do I love your qualities, your beauty, your intelligence? Does one love someone, or does love something about someone?

The difference between the who and the what at the heart of love, separates the heart.

It is often said that love is the movement of the heart. Does my heart move because I love someone who is an absolute singularity, or because I love the way that someone is? Often, love starts with some type of seduction. One is attracted because the other is like this or like that. Inversely, love is disappointed and dies when one comes to realize the other person doesn’t merit our love. The other person isn’t like this or like that. So at the death of love, it appears that one stops loving another not because of who they are, but because they are such and such. That is to say, the history of love, the heart of love, is divided between the who and the what.

The question of Being – to return to philosophy – because the first question of philosophy is: What is it “to Be?” What is being? The question of Being is itself always already divided between who and what. Is “Being” someone or some thing? I speak of it abstractly, but I think that whoever starts to love, is in love, or stops loving, is caught between this division of the who and the what. One wants to be true to someone – singularly, irreplaceably – and one perceives that this someone isn’t x or y. They didn’t have the qualities, properties, the images, that I thought I’d loved.

So fidelity is threatened by the difference between the who and the what.

Jacques Derrida din filmul Derrida

simbata la Gaudeamus am trecut pe linga o editura, Cartier cred, si-am vazut titluri cu semnatura lui Derrida.
astazi am simtit nevoia sa ma intorc la el si la lecturile mele din studentie. (ii mai multumesc si aici, inca o data Dlui Bogdan Ghiu pentru cronicile sale minunate din Dilema in care povestea despre Derrida. dinsului ii datorez o parte din lecturile mele frumoase din studentie)

in seara asta am revazut filmul din care citez mai sus. uitati-va 10 min, de la minutul 27, cind incepe sa vorbeasca despre sotia lui si despre iubirea dintre ei, de fapt cum nu povesteste prin vorbe pt ca e incurcat, i se intra in intimitate, dar povesteste prin gesturile de timiditate. si cele casnice. si cum isi analizeaza apoi reactia, precum si placerea ca nici el nici sotia n-au spus mult, dar s-au gindit la aceleasi lucruri.

chiar si la cei mai minunati filosofi ai lumii, cei care pot sa deconstruiasca (si la Derrida, cuvintul e perfect folosit) iubirea in milioane de chipuri, chiar si ei o traiesc frumos prin lucruri marunte.

imediat dupa analiza asta, incepe sa povesteasca – ezitind la inceput – despre dragoste. si e fragmentul de mai sus.


Obama, again.

Daca noi am spune o rugaciune cu citeva zeci de mii de oameni alaturi, am fi patetici. Ei sunt emotionanti.

Daca noi am celebra un nou presedinte, ne-am balacari. Ei isi aduna toti presedintii in viata si –si string miinile diplomatic.

Daca noi ar trebui sa facem un spectacol ca sa celebram un presedinte, am comenta cu referiri la Cintarea Romaniei si la comunism. Ei cinta, spun poezii si au audienta maxima; in toata lumea.

Cind am vzt ceremonia de depunere a juramintului noului presedinte american, am avut un gind: uite de asta americanii fac filme care misca muntii din oameni, in timp ce noi (si europenii in general) transformam totul in teze filosofice.

in timp ce conduceau familia Bush catre elicopterul care-i muta din Casa Alba, Barack si Michelle Obama se tineau de mina, tinereste, sportiv chiar. Laura Bush isi tinea sotul de brat, strins, undeva cu mult deasupra cotului, locul unde stringerea ar fi fost naturala.
Mi-a plct detaliul asta care le definea, involuntar, personalitatile. Dar tot nu-mi place Obama: e mult prea vedeta si prea show off ca sa mai si para convingator si plin de substanta.


sex & sexualitate

is it possible to fall in love with someone you have never met, someone you watch on tv?

nothing is easier than to desire people we don’t know. getting to know someone is generally a highly unromantic process, for it means discovering that other people are ultimately as inadequate and anxious as we are.


we don’t need beauty to make art. art is inspired precisely by the absence of beauty, the recollection and nostalgia for a beauty we do not clearly possess.

life is essentially a tragic business for all of us. Why? because all our loved ones will die and our children are mortal.


how terrible would it be if, in 100 years, people didn’t have relationships with each other, but with robots and computers?

one can fully imagine sex with machines, but somehow love with seems harder. why? because at the end of the day, we all are troubled with the question: does she/he really love me? or is she/he faking?
the robots just couldn’t reassure us enough, the robots could never quell our anxious narcissism.

it is recognised that to be good at sex requires practice, even thought. less common is the idea that love would require equall effort. in other words, it’s not just a feeling, it’s a discipline – an art.


do you think certain animals love each other?

it’s uncomfortably likely that yes, animals feel a lot more that we hope they might when we fry them up for supper. they probably are seduced by one another’s lively appearance.
they feel tenderly towards children, they are saddened bu death. they cry. what does that make of us? casual murderers of course.
interviu cu alain de botton in another magazine despre noua sexualitate.
domnul care a pus intrebarile acestea magice se numeste dan crowe.
alain de botton are carti traduse si in romaneste; eseuri de indragostit, despre farmecul lucrurilor plictisitoare, consolarile filozofiei si sex, shopping si-un roman.


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