EGO Number 15 1993
Inside: THINKING AND THOUGHT by Dora Marsden 1963-1993 by S. E. Parker
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THINKING AND THOUGHT Dora Marsden
It is strange to find searchers coming here seeking thoughts, followers after truth seeking new lamps for old, right ideas for wrong. It seems fruitless to affirm that our business is to annihilate thought, to shatter the new lamps no less than the old, to dissolve ideas, the “right” as well as the “wrong”. “It is a new play of artistry, some new paradox, ” they reflect, not comprehending that artistry and paradox are left as the defences of power not yet strong enough to comprehend. If a man has the power that comprehends, what uses has he left for paradox? If he sees a thing as it is, why must he needs describe it in terms of that which is not? Paradox is the refuge of the adventurous guesser: the shield of the oracle whose answer is not ready. Searchers should not bring their thoughts to us: we have no scruple in destroying their choicest, and giving them none in return. They would be well able to repair the depredations elsewhere, however, for nowhere else, save here, are thoughts not held sacred and in honour. Everywhere, from all sides, they press in thick upon men, suffocating life. All is thought and no thinking. We do the thinking: the rest of the world spin thoughts. If from the operation of thinking one rises up only with thoughts, not only has the thinking-process gone wrong: it has not begun. To believe that it has is as though one should imagine the work of digesting food satisfactorily carried through when the mouth has been stuffed with sand.
The process of thinking is meant to co-ordinate two things which are real: the person who thinks and the rest of the phenomenal world, the world of sense. Any part of the process which can be described in terms unrelated to these two -and only two – real parties in the process is redundant and pernicious, an unnecessary by-product which it would be highly expedient to eliminate. Thoughts, the entire world of ideas and concepts, are just these intruders and irrelevant excesses. Someone says, apropos of some change without a difference in the social sphere, “We are glad to note the triumph of progressive ideas. ” Another, “We rejoice in the fact that we are again returning to the ideas of honour and integrity of an earlier age. ” We say, leprosy
or cholera for choice. Idea, idea, always the idea. As though the supremacy of the idea were not the subjection of men, slaves to the idea. Men need no ideas. They have no use for them (Unless indeed they are of the literary breed – then they live upon them by their power to beguile the simple). What men need is power of being, strength in themselves: and intellect which in the thinking process goes out as a scout, comparing, collating, putting like by like, or nearly like, is but the good servant which the individual being sends afield that he may the better protect, maintain and augment himself. Thinking, invaluable as it is in the service of being, is, essentially a very intermittent process. It works only between whiles. In the nadir and zenith of men’s experience it plays no part, when they are stupid and when they are passionate. Descartes’ maxim “Cogit ergo sum, ” carried the weight it did and does merely because the longfelt influence of ideas had taken the virtue out of men’s souls. Stronger men would have met it, not with an argument, but a laugh. It is philosophy turned turtle. The genesis of knowledge is not in thinking but in being. Thinking widens the limits of knowledge, but the base of the latter is in feeling. “I know” because “I am. ” The first follows the second and not contrariwise. The base – and highest reaches – of knowledge lie not in spurious thoughts, fine-drawn, nor yet in the humble and faithful collecting of correspondences which is thinking, but in experienced emotion. What men may be, their heights and depths, they can divine only in experienced emotion. The vitally true things are all personally revealed, and they are true primarily only for the one to whom they are revealed. For the rest the revelation is heresay. Each man is his own prophet. A man’s “god” (a confusing term, since it has nothing to do with God, the Absolute – a mere thought) is the utmost emotional reach of himself: and is in common or rare use according to each individual nature. A neighbour’s “god” is of little use to any man. It represents a wrong goal, a false direction.
We are accused of “finesse-ing with terms. ” No accusation could be wider of the mark. We are analysing terms; we believe, indeed, that the next work for the
lovers of men is just this analysis of naming. It will go completely against the grain of civilisation, cut straight across culture: that is why the pseudo-logicians loathe logic – indeed, it will be a matter for surprise that one should have the temerity to name the word. So great a fear have the cultured of the probing of their claims that they are counselling the abandonment of this necessary instrument. They would prefer to retain inaccurate thinking which breeds thoughts, to accurate thinking which reveals facts and in its bright light annihilates the shadows bred of dimness, which are thoughts. Analysis of the process of naming; inquiry into the impudent word-trick which goes by the name of “abstraction of qualities”; re-estimation of the form-value of the syllogism; challenging of the slipshod methods of both induction and deduction; the breaking down of closed systems of “classification” into what they should be – graded descriptions; these things are more urgently needed than thinkable in the intellectual life of today. The settlement of the dispute of the nominalist and realist schoolmen of the Middle Ages in favour of the former rather than the latter would have been of infinitely greater value to the growth of men than the discoveries of Columbus, Galileo and Kepler. It would have enabled them to shunt off into nothingness the mountain of culture which in the world of the West they have been assiduously piling up since the time of the gentle father of lies and deceit, Plato. It is very easy, however, to understand why the conceptualists triumphed, and are still triumphing, despite the ravages they have worked on every hand. The concept begets the idea, and every idea installs its concrete authority. All who wield authority do it in the name of an idea: equality, justice, love, right, duty, humanity, God, the Church, the State. Small wonder, therefore, if those who sit in the seats of authority look askance at any tampering with names and ideas. It is a different matter from questioning the of one idea. Those who, in the name of one idea do battle against the power of another, can rely upon some support. Indeed, changing new lamps for old is the favourite form of intellectual excitement inasmuch as while it is not too risky, is not a forlorn hope, it yet ranges combatants on opposing sides with all the zest of a fight. But to question all ideas is to leave authoritarians without any
foothold whatsoever. Even opposing authorities will sink differences and combine to crush an Ishmaelite who dares. Accordingly, after three quarters of a thousand years, the nominalist position is where it was: nowhere, and all men are in thrall to ideas – culture. They are still searching for the Good, the Beautiful and the True. They are no nearer the realisation that the Good in the actual never is a general term, but always a specific, i.e. that which is “good for me” (or you, or anyone) varying with time and person, in kind and substance; that the Beautiful is likewise “beautiful for me” (or you, or anyone) varying with time and person, in kind and substance, measured by a standard wholly subjective; that the True is just that which corresponds: in certainties, mere verified observation of fact; in doubt, opinion as to fact and no more, a mere “I think it so” in place of “I find it so. ” As specifics, they are real: as generalisations, they are thoughts, spurious entities, verbiage representing nothing, and as such are consequently in high repute. The work of purging language is likely to be a slow one even after the battle of argument in its favour shall have been won. It is observable that egoists, for instance, use “should, ” “ought, ” and “must” quite regularly in the sense which bears the implication of an existing underlying “Duty. ” Denying authority, they use the language of authority. If the greatest possible satisfaction of self (which is a pleasure) is the motive in life, with whose voice does “Duty” speak? Who or what for instance lays it down that our actions must not be “invasive” of others? An effete god, presumably, whose power has deserted him, since most of us would be hard put to it to find action and attitudes which are not invasive. Seizing land – the avenue of life – is invasive: loving is invasive, and so is hating and most of the emotions. The emphasis accurately belongs on “defence” and not on “invasion” and defence is elf -enjoined.
No, Duty, like the rest, is a thought, powerless in itself, efficient only when men give it recognition for what it is not and doff their own power in deference, to set at an advantage those who come armed with the authority of its name. And likewise with “Right.” What is “right” is what I prefer and what you and the rest prefer. Where these “rights” overlap men fight it out; their power
becomes umpire, their might is their right. Why keep mere words sacred? Since right is ever swallowed up in might why speak of right? Why seek to acquire rights when each right has to be matched by the might which first secures and then retains it? When men acquire the ability to make and co-ordinate accurate descriptions, that is, when they learn to think, the empire of mere words, “thoughts”, will be broken, the sacred pedestals shattered, and the seats of authority cast down. The contests and achievements of owners of “powers” will remain.
(This essay first appeared in The Freewoman, No. 5, Vol. 1. August 15th, 1913)
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(MINUS ONE, the precursor of EGO, was first published in 1963, produced on a small hand operated duplicator intended for the printing of menus! In, commemoration I am reprinting my first “editorial,” following it with a few reflections made thirty years later.)
1963: For how many years now have anarchists been demonstrating the iniquities of government, been showing how authority denies individual freedom and crushes individuals into anonymity? Appeal after appeal has been directed to the masses to throw off their chains. But the crowd is still the crowd, the masses continue to obey and the chains remain, even if, here and there, they are of a metal so light that the wearer denies their existence. Indeed, it almost seems an organic need for most people to have a master of one kind or another.
This “fear of freedom” is a very real thing and no amount of wishful thinking will dispose of it. Too much has happened in human history for the idea that everyone, or even the majority, yearns for “freedom” to be convincing any more. The fact must be faced that anarchists have always been a small minority and are always likely to be. New comrades,
in the flush of their first enthusiasm, may proclaim the need to get the masses on our side, but the masses will not come – and if they would they would be of no use, since anarchism is concerned with the individual, not the mass. As was said years ago: “we do not wan a mass; we want a league of thinking individuals.”
But because anarchists are socially ‘impotent’ it does not mean that individually they are power-less. Against the subordination of the individual to the collective, individual affirmation is the one way that does not lead to a new enslavement. If anarchism is not individualist, then it becomes a hodge-podge, half-way house between socialist and democratic myths and the impulse to individual sovereignty. There is no need to compete with the peddlers of social and political panaceas – we are not in the same line of business.
If the masses have not tumbled to the social lie by now – so much the worse for them! Let us leave them to their clock-faced citizenship. The fatuity of a handful of dissenters publishing appeals to the masses in tiny circulation papers that the masses would not read even if they knew of them is patent to anyone who does not have his head stuck in some nineteenth-century tar-bucket. Let our explosions of disgust against a nightmare world be authentic, individualreactions, not stale word-rituals about the perfidiousness of politicians repeated out of habit in the hope that the multitiude might hear. To hell with the “people want this,” “the workers want that!” Let us be ourselves, live our own lives, follow our own interests!
Individualist anarchists are people who do not want to be “a plus one in the statistical millions.” They have counted themselves out from the herd and their anarchy exists in their strength to affirm themselves. Here is one of their voices. Its call goes out to individualist anarchists everywhere.
1993: Re-reading my 1963 editorial my first reaction was: Who is this stranger whose words I am reading?Whoever he was his words, despite their heresies, were written
by someone whose thinking was still firmly within the closed world of the anarchists. Nonetheless, it is possible to detect, here and there, some seeds whose growth eventually took me out of anarchism altogether. For example: The notion that “the masses” have a need for rulers. Or: That the strenuous efforts of anarchists to get their message of social salvation accepted have landed up nowhere – they remain a small dissenting minority still, to quote Bartolomeo Vanzetti, “speaking on street corners to scorning men.” Such, however, was the emotional capital that I had invested in anarchism, that I did not finally renounce my adherence to it until almost twenty years later, even though for a long time before that my reason for still calling myself an anarchist was more nostalgic than logical. I had more or less abandoned the premiss, but could not rid myself of the conclusion.
Now I see that to try to retain the description “anarchist” for an attitude that sees no hope for the achievement of a “free society” is wrong. Anarchism is a creed of social transformation aiming at the ending of all domination and exploitation of man by man. Its adherents seek the creation of the Judeo-Christian myth of a heaven on earth. The central anarchist tenet is: Dominating People Is Wrong. It is based on the belief that all, or almost all, individuals are, or can be, equally capable of taking part in decision-making.
I no longer accept these propositions.
As a conscious egoist I can see no reason why I should not dominate others – if it is my interest to do so and within my competence. Similarly, I am prepared to support others who dominate if that will benefit me. “If the condition of the State does not bear hard on the closet-philosopher, is he to occupy himself with it because it is his ‘most sacred duty?’ So long as the State does according to his wish, what need has he to look up from his studies?” (Stirner) Sometimes, indeed, I may behave in an “anarchist” fashion, but, by the same token, I may also behave in an “archist” fashion. The belief in anarchism imprisoned me in a net of conceptual imperatives. Egoism leaves any way open to me for which I am empowered.
The belief in an equality, or approximate equality, of abilities in any sphere cannot be sustained by anyone who is aware of the extent of genetic inequality. The human species is shot through with wide differences of ability, individual and racial, in this or in that, and the inevitable outcome is a functional hierarchy, Michel’s “iron law of oligarchy,” no matter how it may be disguised by formal pronouncements to the contrary.(Some psychologists, indeed, have claimed that all human groups, from street-gangs to nations, have a “dominant five percent” without which they are like headless chickens) Where an individual stands in this hierarchy will decided by the clash of his will with that of others. The “rights” he gets will be ultimately determined by the “mights” he has.
These things I now accept as facts in my life. I certainly do not acknowledge the nonsenses with which these facts are often cloaked. I do not regard myself as being under any obligation to obey “the authority of the State” any more than “the will of God” – or any other of the multifarious “spooks” that are used to cloak the products of the will to power. I do, however, recognise the reality of the “powers” that may lie behind these “spooks” when stripped of their sacred vestments and take them into account in what I do.
In his novel No Peace On Earth, Jean Larteguy has one of his characters define an adult as “a man who no longer falls into the trap of his own dreams. In regard to anarchism, at least, I have grown up….
The best mask for moral heresy is one of pretended sanctity. It is very effective. Nearly all Higher Thieves are ostentatiously pious. Thus when you hear pulpiteers and journalists vociferously proclaiming their profound acquiescence in “moral principles”, it is safe to conclude that they are engineering some subterranean swindle.
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