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Thursday, May 16, 2019

331. Natural Causes



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Natural Causes 

by Barbara Ehrenreich, Twelve (Hachette Book Group) 2018


She is eleven years older than me. I doubt that she’s going to suggest a specific age to avoid routine tests, but I do wonder when she made the decision for herself. Seventy-five seems to be a conventional choice for this, but I think I may want to get a bit of a head start since I have no family to speak of.

P13 So far this is preaching to the choir. I’ve been negotiating with my dentist about X-rays for years. I was going to follow the six month interval between cleanings this time, but we agreed I would also get X-rays next time so I’m going to wait nine months -- which puts it into my target of 2020. It’s still pretty silly as I’ve never had a regular cavity and my one problematic tooth now has a crown. But your dental health is supposed to get worse as you age so I’m willing to compromise on once every four years. Since I don’t have a PCP at the moment, no one is urging me to do any other tests. 

P50 Well... I have to admit I’ve found fault with my doctors the past few years for being so hands off. I wonder if Ehrenreich is aware of the previous tradition of physicians not touching patients? We do seem to be heading back to a largely talk-based diagnostic practice. Where the doctor listens to your description of your symptoms and prescribes some kind of “physic.” It would be nice to have Victoria Sweet's response to this.

P70 The fitness chapter was interesting and perfectly timed. I was procrastinating going into the gym but did go in after I read it. As she mentions, it was my back problem that got me started but now I do it to keep in shape for my event greening work. The odd thing is that my back has been great for over a year but for almost a year now I’ve been dealing with a re-injury to my shoulder, which was a gym-related injury. My gym participation has had both positive and negative effects on my health.

P90 Mindfulness and neural plasticity considered. She doesn’t present much science here. These are easy targets, but she doesn’t land any hard blows. 

P95 The Lisbon Earthquake yet again. She does an excellent job of covering this topic. 

P97 ...”We can, or think we can, understand the causes of diseases in cellular and chemical terms, so we should be able to avoid it by following the rules laid down by medical science... Anyone who fails to do so is inviting an early death... every death can now be understood as suicide.”

This is interesting. And I’m certainly guilty of looking for reasons to blame people for their deaths -- but this is primarily so that I can imagine myself safe from the same fate. In addition to the celebrity deaths she sites, I remember Nick who was the person I knew most concerned with electrical fields, detecting them and avoiding spending time within them. And he died early of cancer. Sometimes there’s almost a Death in Samara quality to these things.

P108 “...the American working class -- or at least the white part of it -- which could once hope for steady work at decent pay, has lost much of its way of life.” This is a good point. Related to my War on South of the Slot, idea. But for how long was that really true? Twenty years? Thirty years? If we go by Detroit it was a very brief golden age.

...”An advantage of wellness as a status symbol is that it is less likely to incite the envy of the lower classes than, say furs and diamonds, plus the practice of wellness goes on largely out of sight...” And yet to the extent that wellness is appreciated to be a status symbol by the lower and under classes they will find a way to participate. So I do hope there is some value to it -- though I rather suspect it will be adopted as a kind of ritual over their existing bad habits. But we shall see.

P136 I’m not quoting much, but I’m really enjoying Ehrenreich’s exploration of this topic. This makes for a great summary and overview of the past century and more. I, of course, can’t avoid also considering all this in a military perspective, which actually seems to work quite well with the self against self aspect she’s just been talking about. Armies and militaries are rarely the well-ordered “systems” we imagine them to be. Besides Napoleon’s ever feuding corps commanders, there are the US bureaus that let down their forces in WW2 by providing faulty weapons and then defending their mistakes rather than responding to their shortcomings when the problems began to appear. And there is the conflicting “selves” of the two lobes of the brain not to mention the underlying “self” that I’ve frequently likened to an operating system. 

I like the way Ehrenreich thinks. And writes.

P161 Agency - I love the way she took this down to the quantum level. What she hasn’t done is take it to the level of Logos. So maybe she doesn’t have a Classical philosophical background. Here’s what I have in mind, and it’s even nuttier than attributing agency to macrophages:

Today I went to the gym, but it was a cold morning and it took me a while to get moving so I started at the gym later than I would like. After my workout I lollygagged before starting my shower. I figure I was running at least an hour late when I finally headed out to lunch. 

In the alley I noticed a guy in construction clothes with a camera looking through the fence next door to us and asked him what he was looking for. He explained that he was trying to get a photo of the back of a building that is about to be rehabilitated. You can’t see it from the alley, but I let him in and took him to our rear fire escape where you can see it. He got his pictures. But he only got his pictures because I was in the right place at exactly the right time. A minute earlier or later and it wouldn’t have worked. This goes beyond simple agency and requires we consider the possibility of the Logos. Or pantheism.

In our last book Rick Hanson wanted us to remember those moments when we feel gratitude, but what I most enjoy are the moments when I feel completely in sync -- when I feel I’m exactly where I should be. As in this instance above, there’s no earth shaking consequence to this. I made a random guy’s day a little better. If I hadn’t been there to help him he might have been able to get access to one of the other properties that would give him a view of the building in question, but I wouldn’t like his odds at that, and the angle from our building is actually better. Again, this was not important but it was perfect in it’s very particular way. The mirror image of all the buses and streetcars that pull away just as I arrive. And I believe I have to give Darling credit for suggesting that we have looped back to the Logos after the long Western adventure of pursuing objective scientific truth. 

And, I suppose, this is my adult alternative to my childhood belief that God (or Jesus?) loved me. If you can’t have a personal god watching your six, the next best thing is to believe the Logos is doing its job if only in small ways like this. 

P180 Hans Castorp would have enjoyed this chapter immensely. The details of death. The notion that macrophages may still be just doing their jobs when they contribute to the medical crises of aging and dying is quite interesting. This goes beyond Zeke Emmanuel in "The Atlantic" who also suggested stopping elective medical routines after a certain point. Ehrenreich is, if I read her correctly, suggesting that “fighting” heart disease is a mistake because the “function” of heart disease is to get rid of the elderly (and useless.) This, by the way, is why both Settembrini and Naphta were ultimately arguing from a weak position in TMM -- Naphta in particular should have been delighted to simply die of his disease rather than fight it in the Alps. 

I tend to favor this outlook and I can’t think of any good arguments against her here.

P196 Extinction - I thought it was interesting that both Avengers Endgame and the Battle of Winterfell episode of GOT came out the same weekend. Both of these fictions dealt with kinds of existential crisis which we do, as a species, seem quite interested in. They were also entirely magical. It almost seems like we are more comfortable with magic than science. Maybe this is because many of us can “understand” magic better than science. 

P207 “Two years ago, I sat in a shady backyard around a table of friends, all over sixty, when the conversation turned to the age-appropriate subject of death. Most of those present averred that they were not afraid of death, only of any suffering that might be involved in dying.” [This is what people think but it would be nice to have some real data. I suspect they would in fact be like Hans Castorp’s special cases when actually faced with death.] “I did my best to assure them that this could be minimized or eliminated by insisting on a nonmedical death, without the torment of heroic interventions to prolong life by a few hours or days...” [And I maintain that, in the end, we have very little control over how this goes.] “...there is little personal suffering to fear. Regret, certainly, and one of my most acute regrets is that I will not be around to monitor scientific progress in the areas that interest me, which is pretty much everything. Nor am I likely to witness what I suspect is the coming deep paradigm shift from a science based on the assumption of a dead universe to one that acknowledges and seeks to understand a natural world shot through with nonhuman agency.” [Me too.]

It is one thing to die into a dead world and, metaphorically speaking, leave one’s bones to bleach on a desert lit only by a dying star. It is another thing to die into the actual world, which seethes with life, with agency other than our own, and, at the very least, with endless possibility. For those of us... who... have caught glimpses of this animate universe, death is not a terrifying leap into the abyss, but more like an embrace of ongoing life....”

Here, Ehrenreich has in mind the “Perennial Philosophy” brand of spirituality, which I’m fond of myself. However, as I sometimes remind people recounting near-death experiences, as nice as it would be to believe that these positive spiritual experiences are a foretaste of actual death, there’s really no reason to jump to that conclusion as a near-death experience is not death. At best we can expect a positive experience leading up to death. This is what Dostoevsky described so well in The Brothers K. After death it’s still anyone’s guess. If I had to bet, I would go for the experience we are so familiar with already, what we experience when we lose consciousness. Which is to say, nothing... until the self can pull itself together. And after death that would be impossible.

I really didn’t expect this book to be so philosophical. It’s probably just as well Ehrenreich doesn’t know about the Logos as it is probably better to avoid that Hellenic jargon and to stick with her description of the world as having agency. I do wish she had gotten into how our bodies seem to have agency independent of our selves. She may need to read more Oliver Sacks books.

Back to the Introduction. This book contains content that was forced, somewhat against its will (like with a mammogram) to blend together and form a whole. I wonder if it wouldn’t have been better to go with the essay collection model. My guess is that essay collections don’t sell as well as “books.” 

What this book is about: That our immune system can turn against us. Macrophages. The health care system. Our desire to control our mindbody. Pxiii “The body -- or, to use the more cutting-edge language, the ‘mindbody’ -- is not a smooth-running machine in which each part obediently performs its tasks for the benefit of the common good. It is at best a confederation of parts -- cells, tissues, even thought patterns -- that may seek to advance their own agendas, whether or not they are destructive of the whole...”

Pxiv “It turns out that many cells within the body are capable of what biologists have come to call ‘cellular decision making.’ Certain cells can ‘decide’ where to go and what to do next without any instructions from a central authority, almost as though they possessed ‘free will.’ A similar freedom... extends to many bits of matter that are normally considered nonliving, like viruses and even atoms.

“Things I had been taught to believe are inert, passive, or merely insignificant -- like individual cells -- are in fact capable of making choices, including very bad ones. It’s not going too far to say that the natural world, as we are coming to understand it, pulses with something like ‘life...

Pxv “I present the emerging scientific case for a dystopian view of the body -- not as a well-ordered machine, but as a site of ongoing conflict at the cellular level, which ends... in death... What is the ‘self’ if it is not rooted in a harmonious body, and what do we need it for anyway?”

I think we’ve read better books on the nature of the “self.” (Ones that started with neurological oddities like a lack of short term memory or total amnesia. Also the consciousness of the two lobes and the suggestion that there is an underlying agent that decides what to present to us as reality and “helps” us decide things like who would be a good mate.) But what is interesting here is her focus on the body and how much of it is not “us.” That our bacterial cohabitants have their own agendas is one thing, but that macrophages which would seem to be part of us also have agendas is curious. 



Saturday, March 11, 2017

129. Travelers


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Vertigo

P53 ...when I am travelling I often feel as Grillparzer did on his journeys. Nothing pleases me, any more than it did him; the sights I find infinitely disappointing, one and all; and I sometimes think that I would have done far better to stay at home with my maps and timetables...

Now I'm thinking of Sebald not in the tradition of novelist but in the tradition of travel writers. He's not Bill Bryson. Bryson has referenced Paul Theroux in the past, but it's been too long since I've read Theroux to recall his style. 

Sebald curtailed his 1980 trip after he had a vaguely unsettling experience in a deserted Verona restaurant. Seven years later he is attempting to repeat and complete his trip but is transfixed by the view of Verona from the train and can't get off, and so continues on to Limone. 

(The young woman sitting next to me at this counter -- having a meeting with another woman sitting next to her -- has a magnificent mane of hair which she habitually flips back so that it hits me. I can't identify her accent.)

Bryson doesn't always end up where he intends, and sometimes changes his plans due to, for example, the birth of a grandchild. But it's hard to imagine him being chased from Europe by a thoughtless restaurant proprietor, or being so transfixed by contemplating something that he misses his stop. 

Who does Sebald remind me of? Mary Elliott from Persuasion? Marianne Dashwood (in the novel version of Sense and Sensibility)? Cousin Charlotte from Room With a View? Not sure.

P57 I hadn’t noticed before that Casanova’s confinement in Venice overlapped with the Lisbon earthquake that was so shocking to Voltaire. The account here gives no indication of why Casanova was detained, but his situation seems to me to be of more moral interest than the earthquake. 

At least twice in this volume, our narrator "sees" a historical figure during the course of his travels. He recently saw King Ludwig II of Bavaria in Venice, and near the end he sees some queen (Elizabeth, the Winter Queen) on a train on his way home to England. This is pushing the unreliable narrator idea rather far.

Candide

"Voltaire at Les Delices and at Ferney" - Gustave Lanson

p98 On the propaganda that flowed out of Voltaire's estate at Ferney ...These "little pot-pies," these portable scandal-sheets easy to read, and continuously exciting, came out of the factory at Ferney for twenty-three years; they emerged in all forms, on all subjects, in verse, in prose, dictionaries, stories, tragedies, diatribes, extracts on history, literature metaphysics, religion, the sciences politics legislation, Moses, snails, Shakespeare, and notes written by a gentleman... they became nothing more for him than a means to an end. Tragedies and verses served to hasten the spread of his ideas.

He repeated himself, he went over the same ground again and again... For he knew that ideas enter the public mind only by dint of repetition. But the seasoning must be varied, to prevent disgust; and at that art he was a past master.

He has all the qualities, with many of the faults, of the journalist...

This passage caught my eye because, just today, I commented to one of the teachers of science I follow on YouTube that nothing was more important to teaching difficult subjects (quantum mechanics, for example) than repetition. I even used a painting analogy... you need to brush or roll multiple times from a variety of angles before you can finally cover the surface. 

Also, wasn't Voltaire trying to create, hundreds of years in advance, what can be done so easily today with Twitter and social media in general? He was propagating facts "alternative" to those of the Church -- both in Rome but also in Geneva. Breitbart can be viewed as trying to undo his Enlightenment using the latest version of the very tools he mastered. 


"Gestation: Candide Assembling Itself" - Hayden Mason

Reading page 100 got me interested in the history of Portugal during Voltaire's life and I ran into the very interesting account of the life of SebastiĆ£o de Melo (Count of Oeiras after 1759.) He's certainly a mixed bag. On the one hand he seems to be almost a puppet of Voltaire, and yet also an autocrat. Now I'm curious what Voltaire had to say about him.

p100 ...He tells Elie Bertrand (another of the Genevan clergy)... that the myth of the Fall of Man... is more reasonable in human terms than the Optimism of Leibniz and Pope, which beneath the disguise of a consoling name simply removes all hope: 'if all is well, how do the Leibnizians admit of a better?'... It is the fatalistic quality of Optimism that is so cruel, for it invites man to acquiesce and therefore give up all striving for improvement... To Thieriot he makes a touching confession that he is writing about the sufferings of his fellow-men out of pure altruism, for 'I am so happy that I am ashamed of it' (D6875, 27 May {1756}).

I admit that it is something of a problem, if you believe in God, that life can smash you like a bug at any time. And not just you but entire ant hills of people, like Lisbon. But then again, from a devoutly religious position This Life if nothing special in any case. The victims of Lisbon just meet their maker a little quicker and in a large party.

In part of that paragraph I didn't quote, Mason shows that Voltaire quickly moved from Lisbon to the greater evil of war. (I was going to say that the 18th century was a good time to consider war, but then what century isn't?) So Voltaire quickly returns to the evil in man, where I think his opposition to the Optimists is on a surer footing.

p105 Pennsylvania is the model for Eldorado?!

p108 Unless Candide were virtually finished before Voltaire's visit to Schwetzingen, which appears unlikely, one must view it as written not simply in a state of ambivalent feelings about Paris and Geneva nor as a work of detached irony by a happy man but as a composition of someone who was once more plunged into despairing gloom. When he returned to Geneva he received definitive news from d'Argental that Mme. de Pompadour had declared him persona non grata at Court. Besterman rightly notes: 'it is from this moment that can be dated his spiritual severance from his fatherland'...

p109 ...Voltaire is disheartened by the decline of French prestige and influence in the world. Concern is often expressed about cultural and military affairs together... since the battle of Rossbach 'everything has been in decline in our armies, as in the fine arts in Paris'... The philosophe has long been persuaded that belles-lettre in France were degenerating and that the French were living on past credit...


...He has taken a new decision, to renounce urban life... [after buying his estates at Tournay and Ferney] 'I do not know of any situation preferable to mine'... and that he can now cultivate his garden in tranquility....
 


Finally

After over a month -- and almost a week longer than I can quite justify -- I returned to the gym today. I expect to be sore tomorrow, even though I reduced all my weights. Early on, I heard someone coughing and was happy I waited until I was completely over my illness, but then I found myself struggling with even some reduced weights and wished I had come back a bit sooner. I have my work cut out for me to get in shape by mid-April. The problem now is the weather which continues to be colder than normal (though not today) and there is still more rain forecast.


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