Tuesday 10 September 2019

Pictorial 58


The default setting for modern commentators is that society is progressive because ordered. I quoted Juliet Samuel of DT in Hyborian Bridge 4

In New York, grime and underdevelopment are crammed in alongside excess and ambition. “The oculus”, the new transport hub of the World Trade Centre is a study in both. I entered it on the Path train, a transit link from New Jersey that rattles slowly and unimpressively to a stop by a grubby platform.. you emerge into the brand new concourse of the $4 billion oculus..The whole thing is totally impractical.. But damn, it’s impressive.

Actually, New York districts of yore were self-governing and existed on the basis of “the logic of the illogical”; the movements of people with interrelated habitats and attitudes.

There is the example of Detroit (Drama3) which became derelict and still is able to thrive independently. The federal state can only impose order, but actually disorder – spontaneity of movement and leaving things well alone (C5 etc) – is much more true to the cosmic spirit.

Order can come out of disorder because it is a cyclical system (growth, decay) whereas order is mainly a type of illusion of words. Words come from the head. The cosmos resembles a body in its symmetry and proportion.

This brings round another quote of Juliet Samuel; this time round she’s visiting an Austrian spa, and made a couple of odd observations

Sigmund Freud once wrote that rapid shifts between hot and cold, as when a person cosy in bed slides her arm out from the warm bedclothes and then back in again, are nothing more than “cheap pleasures” that hold no benefits for the mind. But this must be one of many things the founding father of psychology didn’t understand about the human brain, because actually, somewhere along the way in the intense cycle of cold and hot, a mysterious change takes place. The mind seems to reboot itself, as if refreshed by a deep sleep,and lapses in a calm, alert state. Aside from which, as “cheap pleasures” go, most spas certainly aren’t cheap... The real alchemy here, of course, is to turn Grade A nonsense into cash. For all that, though, the massage I bought did feel rather good.

Aside from the implication of quackery, the focus on the brain is odd since a spa, or sauna, is all about sweat. The fat of the body sweats; and then with a plunge in an Alpine lake (which she also did) the blood rushes to the peripheries, natch.

A spa or sauna is all about blood, flesh and sweat; as a consequence the brain in its bony casement may be affected, but it’s all about body.

This is sort of typical of the tendency within the media to put head before body in all events. This has to be a consequence of the fact we inhabit an ordered universe; one essentially designed for and by the head.

Her intimations of quackery are aimed at the fringe medicine that a spa represents, relying on fluctuating energies of the body somewhat akin to Chinese traditional medicine. Only the body has energies, obviously, since the brain is just a way of organizing the disreputable body.

In short, the idea that things are ordered is an illusion of the head, when most things in nature resemble the attributes of a symmetrical body. Something that is active, fleshy, bloody, hot, sweaty, cold, clammy (a lot like a Liza Minnelli concert, let’s say!)

All this speaks of balance and spontaneity; the sort of thing gamekeepers deal with in their treks round grouse moors and so on. In this country that is another bone of contention, as grouse moors and the whole gamekeeping practice of hunting and shooting is under a creeping marginalization.

Ian Botham – the England all-rounder of legend – has taken this up as a rural resident of Yorkshire, and had this to say on the RSPB’s approach to stoats (raiders of ground-nesters)

..many of them seem destined for the Orkney Islands, where the RSPB has won a contract to kill stoats, with a stated purpose to eradicate them.. Packham.. recently accused grouse moors of committing “genocide” by using traps to kill animals “relentlessly”.. Packham – who hates countryside sports – as (the BBC’s) main presenter.. passing him off as an impartial expert and giving him a huge platform.(DT)

Botham is a hunter and shooter, while the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds’ Packham is not – it comes down to that. There is a way you could say that nature resembles the vicissitudes of fortune – and that’s just the way it works.

Stoats or weasels are killers and it’s the job of gamekeepers to keep an eye on their numbers, grounded as they are in the cut-and-thrust of day-to-day living and dying (C6 House of Elrig).

Again it’s the difference between the body, which is flesh and bone and honest labour under the sky above; and the head imposing arbitrary order – when order doesn’t exist. Pure order only exists in the head (of acolytes) – and this is the system we are imprisoned in. Instead of the symmetry and proportion of the body, we have DNA and algorithms. An illusion of ordered, scripted routine (Apollo), without the spontaneous grace of motion, animal action (Dionysus).

Because we live in an ordered system of acolytes (of dead sorcerers), it infects all the other levels of control (actually just one level). From the acolytes (scientists) to the media to the political establishment – and via them to the people.

When we say “political control” we really mean sanity, reason, order. But, as GK Chesterton says, “A madman is not someone who has lost his reason but someone who has lost everything but his reason”(The False Apollo). Because, what is the opposite of reason? It is the stoat preying on ground-nesters with blood in its jaws. It is flesh, blood and the thrill of the chase.

It’s the cyclical existence of flesh and blood (body) in nature. Strength and fertility. Reason, to the acolytes of modernity, applies to the competitive order of advance (unbroken progress); but this is only an advance of the head, since the body has a cyclical existence of flesh and blood in nature.


The head occupies this illusory order, beamed at us through the media. Their voices are so reasonable they just have to be insane, because what is missing is the disorder of the active body in the cyclical existence of nature.
Chinese landscape with Hong Kong in all its glory to the right
When the spontaneous movements of grace of interrelated activities of human bodies hold sway, there is an independence of spirit. One harks back to the days of the free-ports – Shanghai, Hong Kong C17 – and the sense of anarchic freedom, sordid or picturesque (both), dirt and cleanliness all together.
Nowadays, one lives in a world of “script” – the financial order, algorithms – while in the 19th century the gods of place held sway. There can be no gods of place in a numerical monetary order. This seems to be part of what is happening to Hong Kong, because it exists in an immaterial, parallel reality of script (numerical data, algorithmic heads.“A lot of Westerners try to stay away from it, because they just want to work, make money, go home,” says Daniel, 26, a consultant, DT). When a human society is physically speaking flesh and blood.
Flesh and blood and the spirit of place are colliding with the usual media onslaught of words and pictures. Nothing is real in that situation; it’s all a type of play-acting illusion. If the Hong Kong people were serious, they would simply grab the reins of power – power to the people. The onus is then on China to invade; but anything is better than words and pictures and no action. The UK will support you, people.
In lyrical tragedy, the hero/heroine is forever dominated by the forces of Nature, the gods and Destiny (Tarot). This happens again and again in the classical idiom that is the western tradition. Idomeneo(Sacrifice: Sombre Gaiety); Gluck’s Orpheo; Les Troyens, Berlioz’s opera based on Virgil’s Aeneid.
Destiny is a place where there is no rational order. There are cities – like Carthage, Troy, Knossos – and there are the gods and goddesses of nature and shrines and sacred groves. The cities may be ordered, but the gods are fickle instruments of Nature. You may say we have tamed nature, but it’s an illusion of the head. The body has a flesh and blood existence that exists in the cycles of Nature. Strength and fertility.
Strength, and the pure signs of nature – the sacred groves – are a fertile destiny that the reasoning heads can choose to ignore. It can ignore the strength of the hunt and choose to impose arbitrary order. Order is weakness without the disorder of flesh and the cycles of blood in the field – and this is the world we are in. We no longer need political control; we need rural pursuits that reconnect us to land, lakes, rivers of flesh and blood, decay and substance, root and bone, the body of Ymir.