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Ubik, no. That's one of his maddest isn't it?

My relationship with Dick is ... complicated. I think highly of Castle and Sheep, but after trying some others I just got fed up with the bad writing. He wrote in a hurry and it shows. I know, I know, we should read him for the imagination, the ideas, and so on. I'll probably come back to him one day.

I like weird too, so maybe it's the forgetfulness after all.

Same question to you both. Any thoughts? — Noble Dust

No thoughts from me, as I can't even remember it. How much that's forgettableness, and how much forgetfulness, I'm not sure.

Roadside Picnic - Arkady and Boris Strugatsky — Baden

What did you think? I thought I was a fan of theirs but since I read this and Hard to be a God a few years ago, I've forgotten everything about them. Could be the problem was me, I don't know.

Recently and currently:

Piranesi, Susanna Clarke
The Long Goodbye, Raymond Chandler
The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay, Michael Chabon

:cool: :up:

So far, I've listened to 3 of the 40 chapters — Amity

Don't worry, the plot will get going in a couple of chapters. :lol:

Seriously though, I never even found it slow when I was reading it. Just totally absorbing.

One of the most interesting new albums I've heard recently. — Noble Dust

I like that.

Wonderful, bleak, lovely, tedious, beautiful, unrelenting

Six stars. Eleven stars. 432 stars. Tedious and bleak and beautiful. Funny and moving. Wonderfully written and very, very, very slow. Then suddenly, disorientingly sensual. Gormenghast the castle – miles long; dank, moldy, full of hundreds or thousands of unused rooms packed with useless and peculiar things. A tower where the death owls live. A giant dead tree with painted roots growing out the side of the castle. Lives ruled by inflexible, all-encompassing, oppressive, and unrelenting tradition. Gormenghast the land – always raining, too hot or too cold. Gormenghast the mountain – the peak always hidden by clouds.

The people - Lord Sepulchrave, 76th Earl of Groan, Countess Gertrude, the wonderful, pitiful twins Ladies Cora and Clarice Groan, Mr. Flay, Dr. and Irma Prunesquallor, Swelter, Nannie Slagg, Sourdust, Barquentine, Keda, Rottcodd, Pentecost, The Poet. The Grey Scrubbers. The Mud Dwellers who live outside the castle and spend all their time making beautiful carvings, most of which will be burned. The best of which will be placed in a museum that no one visits. And stuborn, 15-year-old, clumsy, and maybe doomed Lady Fuchia, whom I love with all my heart. And nasty, scheming, capable, admirable, and maybe evil Steerpike. And 1 1/2 year old Titus – 77th Earl of Groan. Everyone; almost everyone; odd, eccentric, and unhappy.

The plot doesn’t matter – for what it's worth, there is Titus' birth, scheming, betrayal, murder, suicide, a deadly knife fight, bodies eaten by owls, endless ceremonies, drunken revelry, and a toddler standing alone on a raft in the middle of a lake in the rain. The writing, the place, and the people do matter. The words grabbed me by the neck and forced me through the slowest, hardest sections. It felt like the hood of my jacket had gotten caught in a subway door and I was being dragged down the platform. I love this book. — T Clark

I don't want to take this thread off-topic, but I just want to say that this is a beautiful review of one of my favourite books, though I totally disagree with the oft-heard view that the plot doesn't matter.

A belief is an account of the cat's behaviour in intentional terms. — Banno

So if we asked the cat, "do you believe the bowl is empty?", we're asking the cat for its account of its own behaviour in intentional terms, rather than asking it to express something inside (a thought, perception, or attitude)? Is this the same sense of "belief" as when I ask the cat "do you believe in God?"

Hi tricky, and welcome! :smile:

Hi thaumasnot, and welcome to the forum :smile:

The way it works is that members can't send PMs until they've posted 20 times on the forum.

Welcome John27, it's good to have you here.

:lol:

I actually enjoyed seeing your thought process at work; the way you clarified what you meant. — Amity

No problem. I aim to please! :grin:

I had intended to return and pick out some of the key points to further discuss.
Or perhaps simply bullet-point...
To avoid any misrepresentation on my part, perhaps you could gather them up in a summary? — Amity

Unfortunately my mind seems to have moved on to more verdant pastures.

"I was bruised by T Clark's harsh criticisms"

The metaphor is "bruised". Is there more to say? — jamalrob

To be more accurate, the metaphor is the particular use of the word. But we can still say when referring to the sentence, as the unnamed philosopher mentioned in the OP similarly did when referring to some sentences of Heidegger, that "bruised" here is a metaphor.

(Too many consecutive posts; this is what happens when you don't think things through)

Of course, there are deeper and more interesting levels of metaphor, as pointed out by @Amity earlier:

https://thephilosophyforum.com/discussion/comment/633114

"I was bruised by @T Clark's harsh criticisms"

The metaphor is "bruised". Is there more to say?

So my earlier claim was making the point that the following in the OP...

Recently I heard a philosopher speaking about a certain term Heidegger used as being a 'metaphor" — jancanc

...is not affected by an argument to the effect that a metaphor requires the context of other words, because of course, the term did have such a context.

Analogically, a preposition can be one word even if it takes more than one word to make it a preposition. A preposition on its own is nothing.

This analogy works because prepositions indicate relations, as do metaphors. I'm just making the simple point that in both cases they can consist of a single word.*

* though not, of course, a single word alone (whatever that would mean)

Why doesn't it have any bearing? — T Clark

I shall attempt a clarification. There appears in jancanc's posts to be a conflation of two things: first, a metaphor as a term with no (implied) connection to, or context of, the thing or concept represented; and second, a metaphor as a single word. The OP uncritically takes the latter to entail the former.

When I said that "all that has been established is that a metaphor cannot be a single word without context, which, however, has no bearing on the OP", I was wrong, or at least imprecise. I was just trying to say that Heidegger's use of a metaphor (if that's what it is) doesn't require that he use more than one word. Or I could say that more than one word is always required to produce the metaphoricality of a metaphor, because a word spoken or written without context cannot be metaphorical. Such a contextless word is likely meaningless anyway. But the requirement for contextual words does not negate the claim that the metaphor itself is a metaphor, whether it's one word or a few.

So it's established that metaphor cannot be a single word. Great. What now? — emancipate

As far as I can tell, all that has been established is that a metaphor cannot be a single word without context, which, however, has no bearing on the OP.

:cool: — 180 Proof

I think I've had Molloy on my reading list since I noticed you saying something about it years ago, either here or on the old forum. So, thanks. :cool:

(Now the pointlessness and stupidity of my existence is confirmed beyond doubt :wink:)

Just read and currently reading, with detailed emoji reviews.

Italo Calvino, Invisible Cities :up: :starstruck: :sparkle:
Joris-Karl Huysmans, Against Nature :up: :down: :yawn:
Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness :up: :down: :yawn:
Nikolai Gogol, Petersburg Tales :up: :lol: :love:
Samuel Beckett, Molloy :up: :100: :death: :rofl: :sparkle: :love:

He's up on what I call the Wyoming Steppe, land of horizontal snow. Bison (now cattle, in the summer) country. They have a nice ranch but treat the little bastards like queens in a barn; letting them out when the weather is nice. I thought they would grow better wool if left outside in the winter, but I don't know shit about them so I keep my mouth shut. They do have to worry about predators, though. So they have big white dogs and some Llamas. — James Riley

Very evocative. :cool:

I hope they're as warm as my camel socks. Softer, probably. Where in the US does your friend keep those 135 alpacas?

It's not just socks. Apparently these Russian alpacas are good for weddings too:

Alpacas at a wedding create a fabulous atmosphere, emphasize the individuality of the event and simply have a positive effect on the psyche. — Alpaca House

https://www.instagram.com/p/CQGi9Tkl0RO/

This is all off-topic but it's the Lounge and I don't believe in summarizing the year in a nutshell.

No, it is impossible; it is impossible to convey the life-sensation of any given epoch of one’s existence--that which makes its truth, its meaning--its subtle and penetrating essence. It is impossible. We live, as we dream--alone. — Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

There were some alpacas running around the outskirts of Moscow a few weeks ago:



Nothing to do with the pandemic, but quite noteworthy.

Alpacas are amazing animals that captivate everyone literally at first sight. Their homeland is South America, but to get to know them, you do not need to travel so far, it is enough to go to the Moscow region. In the urban district of Serpukhov, there is a small farm "Alpaca House", where you can communicate with these friendly animals. — mosreg.ru

An adult sperm whale can hold its breath for an hour and a half, FYI. Pretty impressive, you must admint. — praxis

Sperm whales are great, so don't get me wrong, but an hour and a half isn't all that impressive to me. I mean, they're sea creatures. It's been 50 million years since they, in a fit of madness, decided to return to the sea. That's plenty of time to practice. An hour and a half over 50 million years? Could do better.

That's Hypatia, Greek neoplatonist philosopher, astronomer, and mathematician. It shows up on all the staff members' thumbnails.

:party:

A state monopoly on magick enforced by clairvoyant tactical police units.

I don’t understand the regulation question. The only Crowley quote I had ever heard was “Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law.” — Srap Tasmaner

Yes, it's odd that the question of regulation would come up. It almost makes me suspect that the OP is some kind of satire.

But if we're talking about criminal law rather than mere institutional regulation, I'm staunchly in favour of punishing a person for magickally forcing someone off the edge of a cliff in the same way as if they had physically pushed them.

A magickal act of will is arguably an act.

That's what I was thinking. Maybe something like The science and art of causing change to occur in conformity with Will alone or unaided.

Okay, 180's gets my vote too, partly because if I'm not mistaken he's been using it unwaveringly since I first encountered him on the olden forum way back in the olden days.

Why would someone want to convince someone else of something that they themselves think is false? — clemogo

That's what lying is. Deception is an obvious fact of life.

All of them are fine except for TheMadFool's and Sir2u's.

Sorry Luke, but trying for years to persuade MU looks a bit like insanity to me. I'd prefer if you conducted that effort privately.