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Can Freethinking Be Taught?

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I don’t know whether anyone is trying to teach freethinking these days.  Both of my examples are from the past.  I suspect, however, that the authority factor between student and teacher makes it difficult.

My first example is from an era when freethought was not encouraged at all.  In the education of John Emerson Roberts, in the 1870s, the focus was on orthodoxy.  There was no acknowledgement of Darwin.  And the method?  Here is what one textbook author said about how to study:

            Let the lesson which was recited on one day be invariably reviewed on the day succeeding. . . . .As soon as any considerable progress has been made in the work, let review from the beginning be commenced. This should comprehend for one exercise as much as had been previously recited in two or three days; . . . As soon as the whole portion thus far recited has been reviewed, let a new review be commenced, and continued in the same manner; and thus successively until the work is completed. . . .(Francis Wayland, Elements of Moral Science)

What a dreadful way of learning to think!  Yet, my own education was not much better.  I made it through the Ph. D. in Classical Archaeology without learning to think for myself.  Later I learned about alternative theories about goddesses and lost history.  But this was little more than replacing a new “orthodoxy” for the old.

Dr. Roberts changed his ideas as he continued to read new material after he left school.  When did I become a freethinker?  I’m still trying to pinpoint that change – it was a slow process.

More on Dr. Roberts’s new ideas to come.  And for more on the man himself, see Books page.


What Would SheThink Of Green Beer?

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Moss Ellen McHenry is my reason for wearing green.  She’s not my only Irish ancestor, but she’s the closest, my father’s mother.  She was California born of Irish immigrant parents, Patrick McHenry and Kate Coyle, who were married at Santa Barbara mission in 1875.  Their marriage record is in Spanish.  Kate and Patrick gave their other daughters sensible names, Margaret and Kathryn, so I’ve always wondered where “Moss” came from.  She was called “Mossie.”

She was probably solid and sensible like her sisters, my father’s aunts whom I knew as a young person. The name Moss, however, leads me to imagine one with a connection to the fairy people, one who sang and danced and perhaps wrote poetry.  Did any of the little people sneak across the ocean with the immigrants?  Mossie died when my father was young.  Perhaps the fairies couldn’t let her go.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

Coping with the Clock Change

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            Two coyotes are heading toward their dens.

            “Why are we quitting early?” the younger one asks.  “It’s still plenty dark.”

            “Where are your ears, boy?”  asks the elder one.  “Didn’t you notice that the two-leggeds are up and around already?”

            “Why is that?”

            “Don’t know, but it happens every year when the days are getting longer.  Must be something weird in their metabolism, ‘cause there’s no sense to it.”

            A third coyote has joined their homeward trot.  “My dad told me,” he says, “that his dad said he was prowling round a barn once and heard horses saying they were getting fed early so they could get on to plowing and planting.”

            The elder coyote scoffs.  “What do horses know?”

            “What’s plowing?” asks the younger.

Are Poets Freethinkers?

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You already know the answer: every creative artist has to keep an open mind about the “rules” of his craft.  Some of the rules for poets that come to mind are these:

Avoid gerunds (-ing words)

Don’t use question marks in poems

Haiku must have seventeen syllables.  (There are in fact two camps on this one.  It depends on which website you go to.)

Poetry is supposed to rhyme.  (This one only comes from the audience these days.)

Nobody uses metaphor any more.  Of course I consider this one a minority opinion, but it was spoken by a teacher of poetry.

All these I consider optional.  There is only one doctrine to which I still cling:

There is always another way to say it

Spring!

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My “thousand words” on early spring in southern New Mexico.  A corner of my back yard.

Advice for Today

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In working with history, especially the history of ideas, I am often struck by how much has changed: how what was taken as truth turned out to be false, how optimism gave way to pessimism, how what looked like a cure turned out to be a curse.  Now and then, one comes across a statement that holds value.  John Emerson Roberts said this in 1895:

People sometimes ask, with an implied reproach, ‘What do liberals believe?’ as if truth were something that could be minted and stamped and carried about in an ecclesiastic wallet and shown to prove how rich one is. The first step in the higher life of the soul is to give up the hope of having any absolute criterion of truth.

And didn’t he choose a vivid metaphor!

See the Books page for more on John Emerson Roberts, Kansas City’s Freethought Preacher.

Write What You Know?

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If you are an orchardist whose money crop is prunes, what should you write about?  Here is a poem by Joseph Bohnett, written back in an era (before radio) when people wrote their own poems just as they played their own music.

AT A PRUNE CAKE BANQUET

 Oh! Ye monarchs of all Europe

And our beloved Roosevelt,

Drink your wines, and eat your gruels.

Let us eat our prunes for health.

 

Oh!  Ye rich of all this world,

Harrimans, Goulds, and Vanderbilts,

Ye dyspeptic railroad lords,

why will you not eat prunes for health?

 

Oh! Ye poor of all this world,

With no money in the bank,

Yet on wines and beer with gorge

Instead of eating purnes for health.

 

Oh! Ye Sisters of this Grange

Who near this town of Campbell dwell,

In baking prune cake for this Grange,

I want to say that you did well.

 

How many” rules” of poetry does this poem violate?  Does it matter?

 I grew up in the same area where Joseph Bohnett lived, but I never had a prune cake.  Joseph makes me think I’ve missed something.

 There’s much more to be said on “rules” and poetry – for another day.

What Is Metaphor?

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Metaphor is a good Greek word which means “a carrying from one place to another.”  It is, originally,  an action, not a thing.  It is the operation which changes a word by a new association.  The Greeks thought of it as “transferring to one word the meaning of another.”

The Greeks were better at abstractions than the English, apparently, since the current usage of “metaphor” usually refers to the thing to which the original word is compared.

According to this research in my old, patched together on both sides of the spine, Greek Dictionary, then, metaphor is not something you can choose, as from a list (“Shall I call this state a ship?  Shall I call this life a hard road?”)

Shall I say that research may upset the apple cart?  My poetry may be in for metamorphosis – a change of form.

What Is Freethought?

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Freethought is a historical movement.  It had its greatest influence on society at large in the era of Robert Ingersoll, who died in 1899.  It was primarily an effort to get people to think for themselves instead of accepting the doctrines of conventional churches.  Freethinkers despise any idea which they find to be contrary to reason.

Freethought does not only question specific dogmas.  It is also an approach to issues of life in general.  Here’s my working definition:

Freethought questions every frame or box.  When presented with opposites, it is on the alert for a “third way.”  It is built on the recognition that any answer considered final is likely to gel into dogma.

It’s interesting to ponder how that gelling process is similar to the way metaphors become clichés.

A Freethinker’s Metaphors

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John Emerson Roberts, freethought preacher (see Books) believed in clear thinking.  He believed that encouraging people to think for themselves was his mission, his contribution to society.  He lifted up free thinking against all doctrine, all dogma.  He could not lecture without metaphor.  Sometimes he even mixed his metaphors, as in the following example:

“The brain is the sun. Civilization is its light. Thought is the mother of progress. The mother must be free in order that the child may be well-born.”  (Roberts, Lecture on Ingersoll, 1902.)

Light is a popular metaphor among freethinkers.  Robert Ingersoll used it extensively.  Motherhood was a beloved concept of the latter half of the nineteenth century.  There is more to say on both of these.

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