"Indeed, a minimum of life, an unchaining from all coarser desires, an independence in the middle of all kinds of outer nuisance; a bit of Cynicism, perhaps a bit of ‘tub’."
Friedrich Nietzsche



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3 Sept 2012

Paralympic and Scientific Arrogance



Having already commented in a previous post on corporate sponsorship in the 2012 Olympic Games, I could not resist responding to the sentimental claptrap from Professor Stephen Hawking (described by the organisers as “the most famous disabled person in the world”) when he announced to the watching world at the opening ceremony of the Paralympic Games, the monumental deception that, "We live in a universe governed by rational laws that we can govern and understand." Followed by the misleading advice that we should, "Look up at the stars and not down at your feet."

From ancient Greek myths, such as the nemesis resulting from Icarus' arrogance in flying too close the sun, those much wiser than Hawking have pointed to the folly of aiming at the stars. It is not difficult to puncture the pomposity of those who, like Hawking, believe that the universe can be controlled and governed by mere humans. Destroying the planet we live on as a result of our scientific endeavours is a more likely scenario. But before challenging the myth that science has improved our lives, what of the other interpretation of Hawking's sermon to the assembled paralympians? That we should all seek stardom.

What really defines this event, and the other—significantly separate—Olympic event that finished days earlier, is not winners but LOSERS. First there are the scores of athletes who shed tears of anguish because they failed to win GOLD. Then come those who did not win a medal at all. Then the thousands who did not qualify to take part. Then, of course, there is the rest of humanity. Those who either feel a failure for not measuring up to the super-human physique or achievements of the para/olympians, or, if they have any sense at all, those who regard the whole business of competitive sport as utter stupidity. The absurdity of athletic competition can be summed up by repeating part of the section from Dio Chrysostom's Discourses that I posted in August. When the winner of a hundred yard sprint boasted to Diogenes the Cynic that he was the swiftest among men, Diogenes replied, "What of it? Is it not probable that among ants too, one is swifter than another? Yet they do not admire it, do they? Or would it not seem absurd to you if one admired an ant for its speed? Then again, if all the runners had been lame, would it have been right for you to take on airs because, being lame yourself, you had outstripped lame men?”

Staying with the theme of 'losers', what the passage above highlights is the value and self-regard the rest of humanity have relative to the prize winning athlete. Hawking's obsession with 'reaching for the stars', and the mawkish, condescending description in the media of paralympic athletes as 'superheroes', is symptomatic of everything wrong with our celebrity driven society. One can forgive Hawking for getting carried away by the emotion of the event. The problem is that people actually believe he has some God given authority and wisdom. To answer Hawking's other claim that, 'We live in a universe governed by rational laws that we can govern and understand', who better to respond than Friedrich Nietzsche who warned over 100 years ago:

'They cry in triumph that “science is now beginning to rule life.” Possibly it might; but a life thus ruled is not of much value. It is not such true life, and promises much less for the future than the life that used to be guided not by science, but by instincts and powerful illusions.'

Of course we find using a computer more convenient than writing on papyrus, but are our lives made any happier as a result? Is our writing any more potent? Acknowledging that the progress of science had been amazingly rapid in the preceding decade, Nietzsche warned that if we tried to further the progress of science too quickly we would end by destroying real progress. For Nietzsche, the course of civilisation is not a story of progress toward elevation and advancement but a series of highs and lows in which each of us has the same opportunity for acquiring real knowledge (knowledge relevant to our own unique existence) as those who have gone before us and those who will come after:

'Each man has his own individual needs, and so millions of tendencies are running together, straight or crooked, parallel or across, forward or backward, helping or hindering each other. They have all the appearance of chance, and make it impossible, quite apart from all natural influences, to establish any universal lines on which past events must have run.' 

Science only sees the problems of knowledge, emotional feelings are something alien and unintelligible to it. Nietzsche takes the view that scientists regard all sensual experience as the enemy of their search for truth. Philosophical questions are clearly very different to scientific questions and cannot be easily compared. They exist in parallel spheres of understanding, in different universes of discourse. As Jean-François Lyotard put it, scientific knowledge does not represent the totality of knowledge but has always existed alongside other forms of knowledge with which it conflicts. And Paul Feyerabend’s remark that, 'love becomes impossible for people who insist on objectivity', highlights why science might be largely irrelevant, not only for Feyerabend but for all people who prefer to feel experience rather than have it tested. So what if we can predict the movements of the planets, show that species evolve, or that matter is made up of atoms? What difference does this knowledge make to the everyday lives of most people. Jean Baudrillard undermines the very foundations on which science attaches its claims when he suggests that nature is calling the shots, not science:

"Ultimately, science has never stopped churning out a reassuring scenario in which the world is being progressively deciphered by the advances of reason. This was the hypothesis with which we ‘discovered’ the world, atoms, molecules, particles, viruses, and so forth. But no one has ever advanced the hypothesis that things may discover us at the same time as we discover them, and that there is a dual relationship in discovery. This is because we do not see the object in its originality. We see it as passive, as waiting to be discovered—a bit like America being discovered by the Spaniards. . . . But today, before our very eyes, the enigmatic nature of the world is rousing itself, resolved to struggle to retain its mystery. Knowledge is a duel. And this duel between subject and object brings with it the subject’s loss of sovereignty, making the object itself the horizon of its disappearance.”

Baudrillard points to science for science’s sake and an obsession with providing answers to a whole host of questions, the outcome of which merely allows one camp or another to claim success and publish their results. But as he points out, we are reaping some very unpleasant rewards from our scientific enterprises. We have become, or should be, increasingly aware of the harm caused by science. Take the moral absolutes of the criminal justice system confidently bolstered by forensic science. Leaving aside the possibility of human error in collecting, analysing, interpreting, or presenting forensic evidence, the laws that define whether a particular activity is criminal varies undeniably from one society to another. The ultimate crime, the taking of a human life has relative values, as can be clearly demonstrated by the concept of the death penalty. Even if science could prove conclusively the author of a particular deed or action, it can shed little light on the relative factors (motive, state of mind, provocation, etc.) on which civilised rather than peremptory justice depends. Science has been used to prop up as many injustices as it has justices.

But it is the history of medical science that is most concerning for our future wellbeing. For instance, the evolution of microbes across the planet, accelerated by scientific interference, has produced mutant forms of bacteria as a result of, and a challenge to, the efficacy of antibiotics. As foremost biomedical researcher, Robert Daum, explains, nature has a way of fighting back against anything we can throw at it: ‘Bacteria evolve like humans evolve. The difference is bacteria have a new generation every 20 minutes and humans have a new generation every 25 years, so the pace of bacterial evolution is truly dizzying.’ Not only are scientific attacks on microbes likely to prove ineffective in the long term, but by continually inventing and creating more and more anti-bacterial agents, we are also creating ever more dangerous and unpleasant organisms to maim and kill our own species. We also continue to expose ourselves to new, as yet undiscovered, organisms that have lain dormant. Viruses, for example, that are able to mutate and cross the species barrier: Lassa, Rift Valley Fever, the Ebola virus, and of course AIDS, of which an estimated fifteen million people had died by the end of the last millennium. As if living out the script of a science fiction fantasy we are now reaping the sinister rewards of our scientific egotism.

I do not ignore the many scientific benefits to humans, in the short term at least. It is the dangerous arrogance of scientists like Hawkins, who claim they can 'govern' and 'control' the universe, that prompted today's cynical rant. It's not for everyone, I know, but there is an alternative philosophy to Hawking's, one proposed long ago by the Cynics that, the things that matter to us most will not be found by gazing skywards. They are there all the time right under our noses—even beneath our feet.

3 Aug 2012

Olympic Cynicism from 165 to 2012

Just some of the 'official sponsors' who have profited from global advertising at the Games

It is hardly surprising that any Olympic Games should be representative of the times in which they occur. The current games of London 2012  in spite of the global catastrophe brought about by the collapse of the god of free market economics  is a triumph of capitalism. As Chairman of the London Organising Committee for the Olympic Games (LOCOG), former athlete, former Conservative Member of Parliament, and Life Peer, Lord (Seb) Coe, unashamedly moralises:


"A large part of our £2 billion operating budget can only come from sponsorship revenue. Sponsors must be offered an exclusive opportunity. Otherwise we will not be able to secure their investment in the Games. We therefore need to prevent other businesses exploiting any unauthorised association with the Games. To help us prevent activities that damage our ability to generate revenue for the Games, Parliament has passed special laws, which are explained in this booklet [LOCOG's Brand Protection]." See also previous post 'Brand Cynicism and Charity Cannibalism'


But before deriding Coe's strategy to seduce corporate giants like McDonalds with prime global advertising in exchange for cash for his games (at the same time, running street traders and little sandwich bar owners out of town for daring to try to survive the recession by "ambushing" his brand; that is, use "prohibited" words such as "olympic" or "olympian" to describe a snack or burger) how did the ancient Cynics consider the original games circa 2000 B.C.


The most popular tale concerning a named Cynic and the Games was reported by the Syrian satirist Lucian of Samosata (c. 120-190 CE) in his The Passing of Peregrinus. Lucian actually witnessed the dramatic suicide of Peregrinus Proteus at the Olympic Games of 165 CE when Peregrinus, having publicised the event in advance, threw himself onto his own funeral pyre in front of admiring Cynics and a bemused general public alike. An excerpt of Lucian’s tale of Peregrinus’ suicide is included below:

Peregrinus may have imitated the suicide
of proto-Cynic Heracles (above)  
"Soon the Olympic games were ended, the most splendid Olympics that I have seen, though it was then the fourth time that I had been a spectator. As it was not easy to secure a carriage, since many were leaving at the same time, I lingered on against my will, and Peregrinus kept making postponements, but at last had announced a night on which he would stage his cremation; so, as one of my friends had invited me to go along, I arose at midnight and took the road to Harpina, where the pyre was. This is quite twenty furlongs from Olympia as one goes past the hippodrome towards the east. As soon as we arrived, we found a pyre built in a pit about six feet deep. It was composed mostly of torchwood, and the interstices filled with brush, that it might take fire quickly. When the moon was rising—for she too had to witness this glorious deed—he came forward, dressed in his usual fashion, and with him the leaders of the Cynics, in particular, the gentleman from Patras, with a torch—no bad understudy. Proteus too was bearing a torch. Men, approaching from this side and that, kindled the fire into a very great flame, since it came from torchwood and brush. Peregrinus—and give me your close attention now!—laying aside the wallet, the cloak, and that notable Heracles-club, stood there in a shirt that was downright filthy. Then he requested incense to throw on the fire, when someone had proffered it, he threw it on, and gazing towards the south—even the south, too, had to do with the show—he said, “Spirits of my mother and my father, receive me with favour.” With that he leaped into the fire, he was not visible, however, but was encompassed by the flames, which had risen to a great height. [. . .] The Cynics stood about the pyre, not weeping, to be sure, but silently evincing a certain amount of grief as they gazed into the fire, until my gorge rose at them, and I said, "Let us go away, you simpletons. It is not an agreeable spectacle to look at an old man who has been roasted, getting our nostrils filled with a villainous reek. Or are you waiting for a painter to come and picture you as the companions of Socrates in prison are portrayed beside him?" They were indignant and reviled me, and several even took to their sticks. Then, when I threatened to gather up a few of them and throw them into the fire, so that they might follow their master, they checked themselves and kept the peace."


Like Diogenes, Peregrinus has become an iconic figure, controversial not just for his suicide but also for his exhibitionism and celebrity seeking behaviour, not to mention patricide (killing his father because he could not bear the old man's aging), adultery, and homopedophilia. Among his many travels Peregrinus became a Christian bishop in Palestine before being excommunicated and studied Cynicism in Egypt under the Cynic teacher Agathobulus. Here he is said to have practised the Cynic art of indifference by appearing in public with half his head shaved, his face covered in mud, and an erect penis. As to what Diogenes himself might have thought, not only about the Games but the Paralympics also, we are indebted to 1st century Cynic and Stoic writer-philosopher Dio Chrysostom. In his ninth (Isthmian) discourses, Dio presents a fictional diatribe of Diogenes ridiculing a garlanded and celebrating athlete who had just broken a record for the two hundred yards dash for men:


“And what does that amount to?” he [Diogenes] inquired; “for you certainly have not become a whit more intelligent for having outstripped you competitors . . . “No, by heavens,” said he, “but I am the fastest on foot of all the Greeks.” “But not faster than rabbits,” said Diogenes, “nor deer; and yet these animals, the swiftest of all, are also the most cowardly. They are afraid of men and dogs and eagles and lead a wretched life. “Do you not know,” he added, “that speed is the mark of cowardice?” . . . “Are you not ashamed,” he continued, “to take pride in an accomplishment in which you are naturally outclassed by the meanest of beasts? I do not believe that you can outstrip even a fox. . . . “But,” replied he, “I, a man, am the fleetest of men.” “What of it? Is it not probable that among ants too,” Diogenes rejoined, “one is swifter than another? Yet they do not admire it, do they? Or would it not seem absurd to you if one admired an ant for its speed? Then again, if all the runners had been lame, would it have been right for you to take on airs because, being lame yourself, you had outstripped lame men?”
As he spoke to the man in this vein, he made the business of foot-racing seem cheap in the eyes of many of the bystanders and caused the winner himself to go away sorrowing and much meeker. And this was no small service he had rendered to mankind whenever he discovered anyone who was foolishly puffed up and lost to all reason on account of some worthless thing; for he would humble the man a little and relieve him of some small part of his folly, even as one pricks or punctures inflated and swollen parts." 




Unfortunately, an ego the size of Lord Coe's is impossible to puncture particularly for one so drunk on power that he even claims ownership of everyday words from the English language. Nevertheless, I will play my small part in adding to the much deserved ridicule by doing no more than reproducing below excerpts from his absurd manifesto against brand ambushing legislation which has led to the criminalisation of some small traders who dared to share his Olympimania:


"To help us prevent activities that damage our ability to generate revenue for the Games, Parliament has passed special laws, which are explained in this booklet [LOCOG's brand protection guidelines]


[...]


Ambush marketing


[...]


Also known as parasitic or guerrilla marketing, ambush marketing describes a business’ attempts to attach itself to a major sports event without paying sponsorship fees. As a result, the business gains the benefits of being associated with the goodwill and public excitement around the event for free. This damages the investment of genuine sponsors, and risks the organiser’s ability to fund the event.


[...]


When London won the right to stage the Olympic Games and Paralympic
Games in 2012, it became a guardian of the one of the most recognised
symbols in the world – the Olympic rings.


[...]


Collectively, all of these logos, designs and other marks relating to London 2012 ... make up ‘the Protected Games’ Marks’


[...]


The Protected Games’ Marks
Protected trade marks and designs:


All of the following names, words, marks, logos and designs relating to London 2012 and/or the Olympic and Paralympic Movements (collectively known as the Protected Games’ Marks) are legally protected marks owned by or licensed to LOCOG.


The words: London 2012 – 2012 – LOCOG – Javelin Team GB – Get Set – Games Maker


[...]


Also protected are The words:


–– Olympic
–– Olympian
–– Olympiad
–– Paralympic
–– Paralympian
–– Paralympiad
their plurals, translations and anything similar to them.


[...]


It [LOCOG] also specifies certain ‘Listed Expressions’ and states that a court may take these into particular account when determining if an association has been created with London 2012. Although the Listed Expressions are a helpful guide they are not the only thing a court would look at so it shouldn't be assumed that if a Listed Expression is not used LOCOG's right will not be infringed. The Listed Expressions are:


–– any two of the words in list A below
OR
–– any word in list A with one or more of the words in list B below:


A) Games, Two Thousand and Twelve, 2012, Twenty-Twelve


B) London, medals, sponsors, summer, gold, silver, bronze. For example, the following phrases use the Listed Expressions and someone would be likely to fall foul of the law if they used them without LOCOG’s authorisation:
– ‘Backing the 2012 Games’ – ‘Supporting the London Games’


[...]


It is important to engage people in the Games at all levels to get them excited about London 2012. So do not be put off from ever mentioning the Games. However, when doing so, the protection of the London 2012 brand should be borne in mind."