To be is to be contingent: nothing of which it can be said that "it is" can be alone and independent. But being is a member of paticca-samuppada as arising which contains ignorance. Being is only invertible by ignorance.

Destruction of ignorance destroys the illusion of being. When ignorance is no more, than consciousness no longer can attribute being (pahoti) at all. But that is not all for when consciousness is predicated of one who has no ignorance than it is no more indicatable (as it was indicated in M Sutta 22)

Nanamoli Thera

Friday, July 31, 2026

The Dhamma is not just one way of thinking amongst others

 

There are several new references to, and quotations from, Bradley. I had already referred to him in Anicca [a] without having read him, and merely on the strength of what others have said about him.

But now I am actually in the course of reading his Principles of Logic, and I find that the reference was fully justified. It is satisfactory (and satisfying) to find someone else who has had the same thoughts (within limits, naturally) as oneself, particularly after the singularly depress-ing experience of reading some of the more recent English philoso-phers (Bertrand Russell & Co.). Bradley’s idealism won’t do, of course; but it is incomparably better than the current realism.

I am always pleased when I find a connexion between the Suttas and outside philosophies: it is not, to be sure, that the former can be reduced to the latter—the Dhamma is not just one way of thinking amongst others—, but rather that the Buddha has seen all that these philosophers have seen, and he has also seen what they could not see; and to discover this is extraordinarily exhilarating. Nobody can say to the Buddha, ‘There is this or that that you have not taken into account’: it is all taken into account, and still more. The Suttas give not the slightest pretext for the famous Sacrifice of the Intellect— Ignatius Loyola and Bodhidharma are strange bedfellows, indeed.

Certainly there is more to the Dhamma than intellect (and this is sometimes hard for Europeans to understand), but there is nothing to justify the wilful abandonment of the Principle of Identity.

People, mostly, seem to be finding it difficult to make very much of the Notes (I, too, find it difficult sometimes, so I cannot say that I am astonished). The university professors who have had copies are silent except one from America who (very politely) attributes their unintelligibility to his ignorance of Pali, but whether this excuses me or him is not quite clear. Few bhikkhus have had copies, but one has remarked that ‘they contain a lot of mistakes’—which, from the traditional point of view, is quite true. This would probably be the opinion of the great majority, who, however, would perhaps add that, in a foreigner, it is excusable.

Laymen here are sometimes interested, and at all events not hostile (except for one, who has been provoked to a fit of indiscriminate xenophobic fury, embracing Dahlke and the Ven. Nyānatiloka Mahāthera as well as myself—also strange bedfellows!).

Expressions of approval have come from Germany and ‘Les Amis du Bouddhisme’ of Paris, I am pleased to learn, are enthusiastic. About thirty copies went to England, but (apart from a bare acknowledgement from Nottingham, and a brief note from a personal acquaintance) yours has been the only comment we have received. Of course, it is not easy to know to whom to send, and the choice of addresses is largely a matter of chance.
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The Principle (or Law) of Identity is usually stated as ‘A is A’, which can be understood as ‘Everything is what it is’. Bradley (PL, Ch. V, p.141) remarks that, in this form, it is a tautology and says nothing at all.

It does not even assert identity. For identity without difference is nothing at all. It takes two to make the same, and the least we can have is some change of event in a self-same thing, or the return to that thing from some suggested difference. For, otherwise, to say “it is the same as itself” would be quite unmeaning.

Stebbing (MIL, p. 470) says:

The traditional interpretation of the law is metaphysical. If “A” be regarded as symbolizing a subject of attributes, then the formula may be interpreted as expressing the permanence of substance, or the persisting of something through change.

The second paragraph of Attā says, in effect, that the Principle of Identity—taken, that is, with Bradley’s qualification that there must be ‘some change of event’ to make it meaningful—is no less valid in the Dhamma than it is everywhere else. Acceptance of this Principle (as you will see also from the Stebbing quotation and from my further treatment in Anicca, Paticcasamuppāda [c], & Fundamental Structure) means rejection of the popular notion that ‘impermanence’ in the Dhamma means ‘universal flux’. With the rejection of this notion we come to see that the question of anattā can deal, not with the self-identity of things, but only with ‘self’ as the subject (‘I’, ‘myself’ etc.).

But if one starts off sacrificing the intellect by assuming that the anattā teaching is denial of the Principle of Identity, then at once there is chaos.

In referring to Loyola and Bodhidharma in my last letter, I had in mind two ‘wilful abandonments of the Principle of Identity’.
(i) Loyola: ‘In order never to go astray, we must always be ready to believe that what I, personally, see as white is black, if the hierarchical Church defines it so.’ (ii) Bodhidharma (or, rather, a modern disciple of his, in an article—‘Mysticism & Zen’, I think—in The Middle Way1): ‘The basic principle of Zen is “A is not A”.’ (Note, in parenthesis, that once people start denying the Principle of Identity the question may arise whether the bare statement ‘A is A’ is quite as meaningless as Bradley supposes. A lot has been made in modern French writing, philosophical as well as literary, of Audiberti’s imaginative phrase la noirceur secrète du lait;● and this suggests that it may not be altogether meaningless to assert the contrary, ‘white is white’. This might perhaps seem trivial, except that a great deal of modern thinking—including mathematics—is based on a deliberate rejection of one or another of the Laws of Thought, of which Identity is the first. This may be all very well in poetry or physics, but it won’t do in philosophy—I mean as a fundamental principle. Every ambiguity, for a philosopher, should be a sign that he has further to go.)

Audiberti: the secret blackness of milk. [Jacques Audiberti— 1899-1965—was a French poet, playwright, and novelist noted for his extravagance of language.]
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This ‘sacrifice of the intellect’, which Saint Ignatius Loyola says is ‘so pleasing unto God’, is required also, incidentally, of the quantum physicist: he has to subscribe to the proposition that there are numbers that are not quantities. It is not, however, required of the follower of the Buddha, whose saddhā—trust or confidence—is something like that of the patient in his doctor. The patient accepts on trust that the doctor knows more about his complaint than he himself does, and he submits himself to the doctor’s treat-ment. So far, indeed, from saying to his disciples ‘You must accept on trust from me that black is white’, the Buddha actually says, in effect, ‘What you must accept on trust from me is that you yourselves are unwittingly assuming that black is white, and that this is the reason for your suffering’.
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black is white: Cf. Bhayabherava Sutta <M. 4: i,21>: ‘There are, divine, some recluses and divines who perceive day when it is night and who perceive night when it is day. Those recluses and divines dwell confused, I say. I, divine, perceive night just as night; I perceive day just as day….’
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The notion of two successive ‘moments’, A and B, as akālika or non-temporal is a confusion. Either A and B are simultaneous (as e.g. viññàõa and nāmarūpa), in which case they are indeed akālika; or B follows A and they are successive (as e.g. the in-&-out-breaths), in which case they are kālika. Even if there is no interval of time between the ending of A and the beginning of B, it remains true that B comes after A, and time is still involved. The source of the confusion is in the contradictory idea of a moment as the smallest possible interval of time—i.e. as absolute shortness of time—, and therefore as no time. Two successive moments are, thus, also no time: 0 + 0 = 0. This is nothing but a mystification: it is like the notion of ‘absolute smallness of size’ in quantum theory (Dirac, op. cit., pp. 3-4), introduced to compensate for other philosophically unjustifiable assump-tions made elsewhere. (Quantum theory, of course, being an elaborate and ingenious rule of thumb, does not require philosophical justification; but ipso facto it provides no foundation for philosophy .) To the idea of a ‘moment’ as the shortest empirically observable interval of time there is no objection; but this merely marks the threshold below which changes are too small and rapid to be clearly apprehended as discontinuous and are grasped irrationally and ambiguously as a flux. What it does not mark is the boundary between kālika and akālika. See Paticcasamuppàda [c]. A different approach to this whole question is outlined in Fundamental Structure.
Nanavira Thera
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Electrons, protons, neutrons are all conjecture, they are invented in the human mind and given as technical explanations for the elemental phenomena of fire, air, earth and water.

Quantum particles are mathematical in nature, they do not exist outside of the imaginal realm of concepts and ideals, they are not part of creation, they are not things in nature, they are hypothetical, unobservable and cannot be isolated or used to build anything.

To clarify, earthen materials do break down into grains of varying shapes and sizes which can be viewed under a microscope (like salt cubes and sand), and there are repeating geometric harmonic structures in crystals which give them their colour and form, interacting with specific wavelengths of light, but the fact is that the power contained in the substance is diminished at smaller and smaller scales. When it comes to matter, less is actually less.

Atomists however will contend that somehow the power gets greater as we venture into the tiniest of tiny realms, beyond the micro and nano and into the pico-, femto- and atto-meter scale of reality, way down there is an untapped source of world-destroying power locked up in the centre of the most infinitesimal corpuscular units.

Under the guise of an enlightened new perspective, atomism has subverted scientific thought over the last few centuries, normalising the belief that ‘everything is made from atoms’, and by the 19th century it incorporated with Darwinism into the belief that ‘everything is made by atoms’. In this worldview, the Atom has replaced the Adam as the origin of man, and has replaced God as the creator of all things. As such it became the focal point of all physical, metaphysical and political power in the 20th century, it changed how we view the universe and even how we view our selves. In this brave new world of the Atomic Age, we're all just a bunch of atoms bumbling around in space.

Nobody has ever really seen an atom though, as they’re way way beyond the range of senses, and there is this deep philosophical problem about the impossibility of effective  observation at the quantum level (‘the observation paradox’), but nevertheless we’re told that atoms hold massive amounts of ‘nuclear energy’ concentrated in their centre, as well as the ability to self-organise into molecules and complex lifeforms, giving rise to all known life, the human race and the entire universe as we know it without any need of an intelligent creator. The atomists have endowed the atom with the attributes of the divine, like a pagan idol, a humanist icon, an abstract mental concept to replace God, allowing the believer to discard any fears about judgement or morality.

A Fool’s Wisdom
Science Conspiracies & The Secret Art of Alchemy
Steven A. Young

The Beauties and the Beasts - The Mob in Show Business


Foreword

Consider this synopsis as presented in words a gangster might employ:

There’s this doll, see. Real young. Her old man’s a big wheel in Hollywood and a real bastard. She’s in love with this younger cat. He’s what you call a tycoon too, like her old man, but square as heaven. That’s why she likes him. The contrast. Anyhow, things get rough. The old bastard puts the squeeze to the square Joe. Gets him by the balls but good.
Well, he may be square, but he knows his way around. When he gets enough of the crap, he has a talk with some of the boys. They “‘do a deal,” as the Limeys say, to knock the old fart off.

Naturally, the good jerk needs an alibi, so they arrange to make the hit while he’s flying east. Back then they didn’t have no jets, see. The trip took like forever. Up and down, up and down, delivering the mail. And you can guess what happens. The good guy gets to thinking. Just like that the rub-out becomes a big moral thing. He decides the game just ain’t worth a killing. So he looks at his watch and figures there’s still time to call it off. Makes up his mind to phone long- distance from the next airport and cancel the contract.
Anyhow, he’s sitting there feeling real virtuous or something when the plane hits a mountain and every bastard on board gets creamed. Naturally, the contract don’t get canceled, and the hit comes off on schedule. It’s all a little tough on the doll, I guess, losing her old man and her boyfriend too. Makes you wonder what it’s all about. Seems sort of meaningless. But hell, what doesn’t? When you stop to think about it, that is.

Does this mini-sketch sound familiar when stripped to the basics? It should. For in essence it is the plot of F. Scott Fitzgerald’s unfinished epic of Hollywood in the 1930s, The Last Tycoon, which the late Edmund Wilson called Fitz- gerald’s “most mature piece of work.” Fitzgerald has been the subject of much sentimental nonsense by an intelligentsia which still finds stimulating that period when movies were silent and gangsters were folk heroes. Along with Ernest Hemingway and Dorothy Parker, he was and remains a symbol of the “Lost Generation,” that self-centered group of juvenile delinquents who came on stage at a time when it was possible to believe that all wars were won, all challenges met. He was lucky to die at just the right moment, unlike Hemingway and Parker, and the cult has continued to grow as succeeding generations look wistfully backward in an innocence born of ignorance.

In their concern with building and cultivating a literary legend, few critics have devoted much time to Fitzgerald the reporter. That Jay Gatsby was a bootlegger is obvious to any reader of The Great Gatsby, and some have even acknowl- edged that one character was based on a real personality, Arnold Rothstein, the first mastermind of organized crime.
But the critics have been more concerned with the polo players, the flat-chested flappers, the idle and aimless rich.
Similarly, while Wilson can note that Fitzgerald intended in The Last Tycoon to "exploit the element of racketeering and gangsterism” in Hollywood, emphasis has always been placed on other qualities. Philip French, no friend of the movie industry, was bolder than most when he wrote that Fitzgerald, "a romantic to the last, saw his hero as the dying representative of a vital tradition.” Perhaps he did, and for those concerned with the legend of Fitzgerald there are scores of works analyzing every facet of his personality — every facet, that is, but the one with which we are here concerned: Fitzgerald the reporter. Indeed one could, if necessary, go a long way toward proving that Fitzgerald’s fiction was only as good as his facts. When he ceased to be a good reporter, he fell flat in his fiction. As with every other writer, he was most effective when dealing with characters and situations drawn from personal experience. The Last Tycoon, unfinished as it is, can be called “mature’’ only be- cause it was concerned with a Hollywood Fitzgerald knew only too well — a Hollywood controlled by gangsters.
For what was the “vital tradition”’ his last tycoon fought to save? Nothing less than art for art’s sake in the motion- picture business. Under the pressure of gangsters, art was being abandoned in favor of fast-buck productions designed to appeal to the largest common denominator of society.

In the Twenties, for which Fitzgerald had been considered a spokesman, the gangster became accustomed to big money and luxury. Almost incidentally he put his foot in the stage door during a “nightclub era” spawned by bootleg booze.
With the coming of legal liquor, the development of “talkies” made the motion-picture business a major target. And as always, when the gangster goes into business, art takes second billing to the fast buck.

This process noted by Fitzgerald continued long after the death of his last tycoon. Nightclubs boomed once more, with the economic heart being the casino instead of the speakeasy.

The coming of television permitted even tighter control as the old “‘star system” died and a new breed of money men established conglomerates. Just ahead looms the potential  bonanza of pay television. As Ezra Goodman, one of the more objective students of show business, has put it: “Movies and TV hope to be married, after which the happy bride and groom plan to raise a large family of slot machines.” It is perhaps ironic that F. Scott Fitzgerald, the sentimental symbol of the Lost Generation, should have been one of the few writers of the Thirties to discover what was happening in Hollywood. It is perhaps even more ironic that his legion of admirers should fail to note that in his last book “‘Fitz,” at last, found a cause. Ironic but hardly surprising, for to acknowledge Fitzgerald as a reporter is also to ask why no one caught up the fallen banner and carried on the fight.

If there’s hypocrisy in this failure it is hypocrisy that flows naturally from a society which finds the tragic figure more acceptable than the heroic. We can identify with him more easily. ““No one,” said Groucho Marx, “is completely unhappy at the failure of his best friend.” Certainly, few citizens are truly shocked when a public idol proves to have a hollow core. Some politicians never achieve popularity until the public discerns a humanizing streak of larceny in them.
So why discourse upon the obvious? Suffice it in the pages following to show that the most ‘‘mature”’ stories of sex and crime are those that, like The Last Tycoon, are based on fact.
Hopefully the reader realizes what veteran journalist Quincy Howe was said to know — “that things are rarely what they seem and even more rarely what they’re said to be.” If such insight is lacking, prepare, then, to find some surprises wait- ing down these mean streets.

HANK MESSICK
Peace River, Arcadia
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Afterword

The history of the gangster in show business teaches one the value of entertainers in those other worlds where their names are not the ones in lights.

In the beginning, the bootlegger enjoyed nightclub stars because they enjoyed the nightclubs the bootleggers owned — the clubs were places to throw around easily earned cash, to play the big shot, to enjoy the entertainment.

The more astute soon recognized there was economic profit in owning both the clubs and the stars who performed in them — a way, in other words, to combine pleasure with business. Similarly the movies were first a toy, a means of gratifying the ego. Soon the businessmen of the developing syndicate saw the vast potential for profit. Every method that came to hand was used to control the studios, the theaters, the stars. By the time Las Vegas and plush regional gambling centers came along, the star had become largely a shill for gangsters. And at mid-century Las Vegas was the capital of organized crime and of show business.

Las Vegas had survived repeated scandals and economic recessions. In the summer of 1972 the suckers were standing in line to see the high-priced “name” drawing cards: Elvis Presley, Liberace, Englebert Humperdinck, Sammy Davis, Jr., Perry Como, Andy Williams, Barbra Streisand, Don Rickles, Debbie Reynolds, Johnny Carson, and Rowan and Martin.

The gambling handle for the year was up 17.2 percent above 1971, and 1971 had been 10 percent above 1970. The city had grown to 300,000 permanent residents, almost all of them dependent one way or another upon gambling. The tourist population was estimated at eighteen million per year, most of them traveling on the 250 airline flights daily. In every major city the syndicate had ‘‘junket organizers’’ whose duty it was to arrange chartered flights of high-rollers and to collect gambling debts. And John Reible of the Las Vegas News Bureau issued the same old statement in 1972 that had been put forth regularly since the murder of Bugsy Siegel:

“The skimming scandals are behind us. Gamblers and tourist alike feel that they are getting a fair shake now. Some people, though, miss the aura of the criminal element.” Since the gangster owners of some Las Vegas casinos were patterning themselves after so-called legitimate businessmen — and vice versa — it isn’t surprising that eventually the show-business personality should become a leverage for political influence. The Watergate scandal has brought home the realization that the cowboy with the white hat may be just as big a crook as the villain in the black hat. But Water-gate is, in fact, a logical development. It flows naturally from individual actions which have gone largely unheeded and unreported. Why is it surprising that ex-FBI agents should use electronic devices illegally when for a decade the FBI had engaged in a massive illegal campaign of electronic snooping against gangsters, newspaper reporters, and liberals? Why should anyone be astonished to learn that ex-CIA agents v1o- lated the law when for decades the CIA allied itself with gangsters and followers of Caribbean dictators in a no-holds- barred battle against Red spies and Rad-Libs? And lastly, why should it shock anyone to learn that corrupt business- men contributed millions to help re-elect a politician known since his career began as “Tricky Dick’’? Only naive people who allow their choice for high office to be influenced by such astute political observers as Shirley Temple Black, John Wayne, Ronald Reagan, and Frank Sinatra would be bewildered by Watergate. Unfortunately, a majority of Americans were in that group.

Much of show business had been thoroughly corrupted over the decades by organized crime and its allies — those businessmen who believe that money and power are the twin goals of free enterprise and that the freer one is with his enterprise the more of both he will achieve. Show business isn’t unique in being corrupted, but show business has been a key conquest of the fast-buck boys. Not only did it influence the way the public dressed, the way the public talked, the way women shaved their eyebrows, but it proved a bland, unrealistic concept of life itself. Put bluntly, show business helped create the illusions which blinded Americans as to what was really happening and why.

While there are exceptions to the rule, the men and women of show business have as a class deliberately denied their additional roles as human beings and citizens. For themselves they have claimed the extra-legal, extra-moral status of neutrality. In return for high salaries and ego-satisfying publicity, they too often became shills, prostitutes, pimps. They sold themselves to the highest bidder and, by doing so, they sold out the American public. More than anyone else they contributed to the cynicism of the corrupt, the belief that success justifies any means or methods, the decline in private morality. For they were the heroes of this country and, despite the protective insulation, the country sensed they were amoral. Instead of rejecting the heroes, however, the country — by and large — either rejected morality or, in lieu of that, refused to think about it at all. As a result this nation came very close to losing its freedom to a right-wing dictatorship.

Until we shed our illusions, until we look at movie stars and public officials with what might be termed skeptical compassion, the danger remains. And next time chance may not be our friend, and we may by a large majority elect a President for Life. While we must never assume that everyone is a crook, we must never conclude that anyone is a saint. Above all, we must stop confusing illusion with reality — on screen or Off.

And so it might be well to remember one moment at the Republican National Convention at Miami Beach in 1972.
When the President of the United States spoke of the fight for “law and order,”’ all the TV cameras naturally focused on him. But one network turned its camera briefly from the President and panned to the box occupied by the family of Vice President Spiro Agnew where Frank Sinatra sat as a special guest. No comment was made, and, for the informed, none was necessary.
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Up the Fill with Sid and Jill

Jill St. John, born Jill Oppenheim in 1941, was a late- bloomer on the Hollywood scene, but her beauty and intelligence have given her active associations that effectively make her a bridge between the sordid past and the sophisticated future.

The daughter of a Beverly Hills restauranteur, Jill began toddling in a town where almost every mother remembered the success of Shirley Temple and was certain their own little darling could duplicate it. At five Jill was performing in a little-theater production of Pigtails. A year later she was starring on the Red Rider radio serial and, according to her press agents, standing on a box in order to reach the microphone.
By age seven she had graduated to that long-running soap opera One Man’s Family, and there she stayed for six years.
Between shows she modeled children’s clothes.

When Jill was eleven her mother changed the budding star- Zo Zoe let’s name to St. John, because it was “‘musical’’ and would fit better on a theater marquee. Other preparations for the future included plastic surgery to reduce the size of her nose. Nothing more was needed, for her body was reaching the right size in the most pleasing proportions. In fact Time was later to comment on her auburn hair, sparkling brown eyes, and “‘gothic chest.”

In the pattern of previous sex queens, Jean Harlow and Marilyn Monroe, Jill sought escape by an early marriage.
Unlike the others, however, she displayed a certain maturity of judgment in her choice — Neil Dubin, the heir to a laundry fortune. Jill was only sixteen and lied about her age to the justice of peace who married them. “I wanted to get away,” she said. Although the marriage ended in divorce a year later, the young couple had lived together for only a month. “I realized I had made a bad mistake,” said Jill.

Two years after her divorce she tried again. And once more, finance was at least as important as romance. Her second husband was Lance Reventlow, described as a “millionaire playboy,” the sole child born to Woolworth heiress Barbara Hutton in seven marriages. The now nineteen-year old Jill set up housekeeping in a $350,000 home in Beverly Hills. Given to Lance by his mother on his twenty-first birthday, it was located high above Sunset Boulevard. Its most notable feature was the indoor-outdoor swimming pool which ran from deep inside the living room out onto a wide patio.

While Lance played with his Scarab, a Grand Prix racing car he had spent a large fortune developing, Jill fed the wild animals on the three-acre estate, rode her horses, and shopped for clothes. “I love to spend money,” she once told an interviewer. “It’s fun.” Eventually even the pleasures of unlimited charge accounts were insufficient compensation for a girl with an IQ of 162. Nineteen months of this marriage was enough. She moved out. Later, in an uncontested hearing, she was awarded a $ 100,000 settlement.

Two men were primarily responsible for Jill’s decision to quit marriage and resume her career: Frank Sinatra and Sidney Korshak.

Sinatra was the man out front, the lightning rod to attract publicity. He co-starred with Jill in the movie Come Blow Your Horn and became her close friend and escort. As usual there was much talk of marriage, but apparently both parties decided there was no need to tie each other down. Yet Jill, as one of Sinatra’s girlfriends, was automatically entitled to inner-circle privileges. As she once put it, “Fortunately, all Frank’s friends happen to be very influential.” Less conspicuous than Frank but very much behind the scenes was Korshak, a man of even greater influence who had been around much longer.

Sidney Korshak is a mystery man. Not too much of his background has reached the public record. He apparently was born about 1907 and grew up on the West Side of Chicago. Charles “‘Cherry Nose” Gioe told the Kefauver Committee in 1950 he had known Korshak “‘maybe sixteen or seventeen years.” When asked how he met the lawyer, Gioe replied, “Through some fellows on the West Side when he opened his office. He had just finished school and opened an office, I believe, at that time.” “What fellows?” “Oh, some kids he knew around there that I just happened to know. It was just a casual acquaintance at the time when I met him.”

Gioe knew a lot of people. He went to school with Tony Accardo — a modern successor to Al Capone — and even had the honor of once being arrested with him. They were charged with concealing the weapons they allegedly were carrying. Gioe also was arrested with “Machinegun Jack” McGurn, the Chicago killer who ordered Joe E. Lewis’ throat cut back in the Twenties. But Cherry Nose didn’t really know McGurn very well. He was “‘just riding with him” when the cops picked them up. Gioe admitted he had done a little bootlegging in his time and said he had been in a handbook business.

At the time Gioe was questioned he owned an interest in Chicago’s Seneca Hotel, at 200 East Chestnut Street. His partner was Alex Greenberg, who got acquainted with Frank “the Enforcer” Nitti because Frank was a good barber. Both Gioe and Greenberg lived at the Seneca in 1950 and so did Sidney Korshak, By then they all were good friends. Yet the lawyer and the gangster had more in common than residence at the same hotel.

Gioe, it will be remembered, was one of those gangsters involved with Willie Bioff in the Movie Extortion Plot. Along with Nitti and some others, he had been indicted after Bioff squealed. Nitti had killed himself, but Gioe had gone to prison.

And what was Attorney Korshak doing at the time? An official fifty-five-page report by two special agents of IRS Intelligence, dated July 25, 1942, gives an answer in the course of a thorough review of the then still developing investigation. It notes:

Our informers have stated that Sidney Korshak, a lawyer in Chicago, Illinois, is often delegated to represent the Chicago gang, usually in some secret capacity. Since the conviction of Browne and Bioff on charges of racketeering, Korshak acts as Browne’s attorney. He paid Browne’s $10,000 fine and we are reliably informed that the gang, and not Browne, produced that money.

This, of course, was before Bioff and Browne talked, and it was good policy to provide them with an attorney and pay their fines. The memo continues:

John Smith testified that about one year and a half ago, Frank Olsen telephoned him that George Browne had expressed the opinion that Local 110 should employ an attorney. Korshak subsequently appeared on the scene.
Smith states that he was not employed or paid any money. He [Smith] did testify, however, with respect to the election of union officials on March 4, 1942:

Q: How much money did you draw to pay off the policemen?
About $1,000; made out a check for them.
Made it out to cash?
I don’t know whether Pete cashed the check or I cashed the check.
Did the police get the entire $1,000?
Yes.
Was Sidney Korshak in the picture?
Well, he asked me if I want protection and I said No. At that time he thought I was going to hire him as attorney for the local and since there is trouble here I don’t want no part of Korshak.

On August 28, 1942, another memo by IRS Special Agent A. P. Madden made mention of Alex Greenberg, Gioe’s partner in the Seneca:

Alex Greenberg has commonly been regarded as the “fiscal agent” for the Capone group. He formerly operated a business known as the Roosevelt Finance Company. Some years ago, in the midst of the Capone investigation, an effort was made to examine the records of that company. The examination had barely gotten under way when the records disappeared over night.

Interrogations of Greenberg and others, before the grand jury and elsewhere, failed to produce the records. Greenberg stated that they had been taken in a robbery and, while no one representing the Government believed him, they were never found.

The following year, when the Chicago gangsters came to trial, Bioff testified that it was Cherry Nose Gioe who introduced him to Korshak in 1939. According to Willie, Gioe laid it on the line in these words: ‘Sidney is our man and I want you to do what he tells you... Any message he may deliver to you is a message from us.” To help Gioe win his parole as quickly as he was eligible, Korshak persuaded Harry A. Ash, Illinois superintendent of crime prevention, to write a favorable letter to the federal parole board on behalf of Cherry Nose.

Old associations are sometimes hard to shake. In 1962, three decades after Willie Bioff set up a soup kitchen in Chicago, Korshak became part of a consortium to bid on the parking franchise at the new home of the Los Angeles Dodgers. Associated in the deal was Ben Teitelbaum, a Holly- wood film supplier. Five years later, in 1968, Teitelbaum was one of several men convicted of crooked and illegal gambling at the Friars Club in Los Angeles. One of the other men convicted was John Roselli, who had gone to prison with Gioe and the rest in the movie extortion case.

As previously noted, Bioff died when his booby-trapped car blew up in Phoenix, Arizona, in 1955. Gioe’s body was found stuffed in a car trunk in 1953, and Greenberg was burned down with four bullets in 1955. But Korshak survived and prospered.

Somehow out of the Bioff—Browne era and the bloody excesses of Chicago gangsters, Korshak emerged as a suave, sophisticated “consultant” — numbering among his clients all sorts of people, from movie stars to union executives. As counsel for a talent agency, Associated Booking Corporation, Korshak personally represented many top stars in their dealings with Las Vegas hotel-casinos and other institutions with mob connections. It was Korshak who arranged a $1 million contract for the nightclub debut of Debbie Reynolds in Las Vegas. He was helpful to Barbra Streisand and to such Sinatra pals as Dean Martin. But prior to Jill St. John he was perhaps most famous for his assistance to Dinah Shore.

Dinah once described Korshak as ‘‘a friendly man, sweet and sort of shy,” with the irritating habit of getting telephone calls at parties and “disappearing’”’ for the evening.

Dinah was partly responsible for some information about Korshak’s income becoming public knowledge. It seems Sidney listed $5,612 allegedly spent on her 1963 wedding as a business expense. In 1971 the IRS sought to collect an additional $149,153 in taxes and penalties for the four years from 1963 through 1966 on the grounds the Korshaks had improperly deducted $38,767 for travel and entertainment, $64,686 for use of their twelve-room home as “branch office,”’ and $8,510 as business gifts. Even with these deductions their net taxable income listed averaged about a half million dollars a year for the period.

While his associations with Dinah Shore may have been more publicized, Korshak’s arrangements with Jill St. John have capitalized on her brain as well as her body. While starring in a series of “dumb broad” movies, she has been involved by Korshak in multimillion-dollar financial deals so complicated only a Meyer Lansky could easily understand them. A key individual in many of these deals is another figure from Chicago, Delbert W. Coleman.

The Seeburg Corporation, founded in 1902, was for many years an exception to the rule that gangsters dominated any business involving coin-operated machines. As late as 1954 Seeburg was given a clean bill of health by Virgil Peterson, head of the Chicago Crime Commission. Two years later Coleman became chairman of the board. Exclusive distribution rights to Seeburg’s ‘jukeboxes’ was granted to Worldwide Distributors, Inc.

Insight into the manner in which Coleman got control of Seeburg came from Robert Sunshine, a Denver attorney.
(...)

Jill St. John, following her divorce from Lance Reventlow, was presented as “Hollywood’s Carefree Child.”’ Stories had her playing with toy railroad trains, riding elephants, and swimming with porpoises. The theory behind this frantic activity was said to be her desire to enjoy the childhood she never had. Those days, if they ever existed outside a PR man’s imagination, are long gone. Today the still curvy red- head is one of Hollywood’s richest women, thanks to her friendship with Sidney Korshak. If she plays today, it is not with toys or animals but with real railroads, resort hotels, and a chain of jewelry-boutique shops.

A businesswoman Jill may be, but a woman she still is too. Her combination of brains and beauty enabled her in 1972 to visit the California White House on the arm of Henry Kissinger, President Nixon’s confidential agent in international intrigue.

Considered a “‘swinger”’ as well as an intellectual, Kissinger and St. John were as perfectly matched as vodka and caviar.
So what if some of her associates were friends of gangsters?

After dating Jill, Kissinger was also looking ahead. Asked about his post-government plans, he smiled and commented, “[’m thinking of going into the movies. I’ve got the connections now.” Which may very well be the understatement of show-business history.

Hank Messick 

On language

 What makes us feel superior to other species is our ability to use language and symbolic reasoning: if you weren’t human you wouldn’t be reading this. Language gives us the ability to count and calculate, remember and communicate exact measurements and quantities; it allows us to indicate objects not present at the time and even to describe objects and situations that do not exist; to determine cause and effect relationships, formulate and test hypotheses and so forth. Language allows us to develop and pass on procedures for making tools, clothing, shelter and other artifacts that allow us to overcome some of our physiological limitations. Taken together, all of this gives us the collective ability to outsmart animals much stronger, faster and physically more dangerous. But it is a double-edge sword: language also allows us to irradiate ourselves by building nuclear power plants which then melt down, to put ourselves at risk of immediate extinction by stockpiling thousands of nuclear weapons, and to threaten the existence of all life on the planet by poisoning the oceans and the atmosphere with products of our fossil fuel and chemical industries. In the final analysis, perhaps we, and all life on Earth, would have been safer if humans had not evolved language. Perhaps the use of knowledge that language enables, taken to an extreme, only allows us to achieve a higher overall level of suicidal stupidity.

There are some physiologically and cognitively normal humans who lack language: this is the usual result of not being exposed to language during the critical period in early childhood. Children are born with the ability to acquire language, or languages, that they are exposed to, and this happens to a large extent automatically. In some cultures, infants are spoken to constantly. In others, they are regarded as unimportant and uninteresting and largely ignored; their physiological needs are attended to, but little effort is expended in attempting to communicate with them. But the vast majority of them learn to speak anyway. Deaf-mutes spontaneously develop systems of home signs to communicate; if there is a community of deaf people (even of just two individuals) a language spontaneously develops among them in a phenomenon known as idioglossia. Twins sometimes develop a private language of sorts; this is called cryptophasia. In short, among us humans, language just happens.

This is not surprising, since we appear to be wired for it from birth. There is quite a lot of literature on so-called language universals, but it seems like a conflicted and vexed subject, more philosophy than science. The language universals that are obvious and non-controversial are very few. One is syllabification (i.e., babbling, something babies spontaneously do)—all oral, spoken languages consist of syllables, which consist of phonemes, which, in turn, consist of a vowel or a diphthong preceded and/or followed by one or more consonants. The second is the existence of things called words: there is a specific area of the brain (Wernicke area) that is responsible for handling vocabulary. Lesions in this area cause Wernicke’s aphasia: the tendency to confuse and forget words, and to lose the ability to perceive and convey meaning. The third is the existence of phrases: another area of the brain (Broca’s area) is responsible for arranging words together into phrases and sentences. Lesions in this area cause Broca’s aphasia which manifests itself as agrammatism: the tendency to scramble sentences and make grammatical errors. But most of the discussion about language universals seems to avoid these obvious universalities, and instead centers on the rather abstract matter of syntax. Noam Chomsky is the great Syntactician, the undisputed champion of Universal Grammar, but he has recently conceded that his creation is a mere potentiality that may not be realized in any given language.

The limits of language

What caused Chomsky to qualify his claim to linguistic universality was the recent research into Pirahã, a language spoken by a small group of hunter-gatherers in the Amazon. Pirahã is a highly unusual language: its form is so redundant that it can be either whistled, whispered or hummed without loss of meaning. It is grammatically quite complex, with many verb suffixes that can convey a wide range of meanings, but, most notably, it lacks recursion—the ability to say things like “This is the cat that killed the rat that ate the malt that lay in the house that Jack built.” Since recursion is considered to be a key element of Universal Grammar, this was taken by some to mean that Pirahã is not a complete language, possessing a finite set of possible phrases rather than an infinite set of possible sentences. Another notable feature is that in Pirahã the source of information is obligatorily marked with reference to known individuals using a specific set of verb suffixes. Taken together with the impossibility of saying something like “St. Matthew said that Jesus said that...”, this feature makes the Pirahã immune to proselytizing by missionaries: all of Scripture is automatically ruled inadmissible on a technicality. Lastly, the Pirahã lack the ability to count and, in spite of wanting very much to learn to use numbers, to avoid being cheated when trading with other tribes, have been unable to do so. They appear to have one word to signify quantity, which can mean both “few” and “many,” the gradation between the two being a subtle tonal difference. They can probably compute as well, their computations being analog rather than digital in form. In spite of these linguistic limitations, the Pirahã are a carefree, thriving little tribe, get on splendidly with each other and seem happy with their lot in life.

These recent discoveries concerning the Pirahã have revived arguments in favor of linguistic relativism, called Whorfianism, after its proponent, American linguist Benjamin Lee Whorf. Whorfianism espouses the idea that linguistic categories determine cognitive categories (in its strong, by now thoroughly disproven version) or influence them (in its weak, still controversial version). There was already a lot of empirical support for the weak version before the Pirahã came along. Based on the presence of certain obligatory grammatical markers for distinctions such as number (singular/plural), tense (past/present/future), gender (male/female/neuter), direct/indirect speech, conditional, subjunctive, perfective/imperfective and so on, languages limit the ambiguity of utterances, and lend a certain automatic precision to both thought and expression. This is more of a statistical effect; if a language obligatorily marks hearsay, then people are more likely to distinguish hearsay from evidence in daily life. But even if it doesn’t, then people can still understand the distinction once it is explained to them, and act on it.

The strong version of Whorfianism has been disregarded more or less as a matter of general principle, because there is nowhere to draw a boundary around a language. Universal Grammar presupposes that the number of possible sentences in any language is infinite, and therefore each language is capable of expressing an infinity of meanings. Pirahã throws a monkey wrench into this logic. If one tribe of hunter-gatherers can happily get by with such an “incomplete” language, summarily dismissing all evidence that their language does not express, then language does in fact determine cognition in a directly observable, non-theoretical way. Furthermore, if there is one such language, then there can be any number of other such languages, dialects or idiolects out there as well, whose speakers are able to function biologically and socially while remaining blissfully unaware of the many things that torment our overburdened, overeducated psyches.

Moreover, it then starts to seem likely that languages, not in some abstract and timeless sense of their full logical potential, but in terms of actual utterances spontaneously uttered by their native speakers in response to each other and their environment, span a large range, from a fixed stock of phrases, as with the Pirahã, to the turgid and pedantic academic prose of linguistics journals. Introduce a linguist into the mix, however, and the situation changes: in attempting to elicit from native speakers responses that would be in line with the principles of Universal Grammar, the linguist changes the picture. Native speakers of most languages can be trained to produce responses in support of Universal Grammar, just as tigers can be trained to jump through blazing hoops, even though such tricks bear little resemblance to their behavior in their natural environment.

The Pirahã possess some ability to communicate with outsiders using a very limited subset of Portuguese. They make no attempt to learn Portuguese grammar, and simply use Pirahã with Portuguese words substituted. This type of language, known as a pidgin, develops spontaneously between groups that do not share a common language. Pidgins tend to be limited to a particular domain, such as trading, and lack expressive power. They are expressly incomplete, and nobody speaks them as their native language.

Except that sometimes groups of children learn to speak pidgin as their first language, in which case they have no choice but to turn it into a complete language. This process, which has occurred countless times, is called creolization, and the result is a creole language. The better-known contemporary examples include Haitian Creole (based on French) and Cape Verdean Creole (based on Portuguese), but, in fact, most Romance languages such as French and Spanish started out as creoles, derived from Latin-based pidgins that the conquering Romans used to communicate with the local tribes. English was incompletely pidginized and creolized in the aftermath of the Viking invasions and the Norman conquest, shedding a great deal of its grammar and replacing some 80 percent of its vocabulary with French, but retaining some irregular verbs and a few other grammatical vestiges that creoles typically lack. The process of pidginization and creolization results in the shedding of a great deal of grammar and vocabulary. Linguists are usually able to tease out examples to bolster claims that any given creole is a complete language. However, based on my own observations and experience, I am willing to say something that I am sure many people will find politically incorrect: in their actual daily use patterns, creoles can be quite limited. Creoles are simple, limited and easy to learn. In an environment where thinking complex, nuanced thoughts is a waste of precious energy, such spontaneously formed languages may be the right tool for the job.

In recent decades, thanks to rapid economic globalization, cultural homogenization and widespread penetration of the Internet, a new wave of pidginization has swept the world. The de facto contact language of the world is now Broken English. Throughout the world children are growing up hearing and speaking Broken English, and are spontaneously transforming it into various pidgins and creoles that they use among themselves. Some of them later learn a more complete version of English, but as the process of global economic decline accelerates, one should expect that such educational opportunities will dwindle, and that an assortment of English-based pidgins and creoles will appear in many parts of the world. To what extent these creoles qualify as complete languages—and to what extent their limitations affect the cognitive abilities of their speakers—will have to be determined on a case-by-case basis.

Spoken memory

One of the most significant uses of language is for remembering narratives. All cultures have a tradition of storytelling, which can be as simple as the ritual of having one (usually older) person speak while a group of (usually younger) people listens, but it can also take the form of long epic poems set to music accompanied by dance or puppet theater or shadow play. (Shadow play is particularly efficacious; the puppets cost nothing to make, pack flat for travel, and the stage set-up consists of a curtain and a lantern, but the result, in skilled hands, is most impressive.) These are the forms in which cultural knowledge was transmitted from the old to the young. It may seem amazing to us today, but in pre-literate societies the experience of listening to such epic recitals was treated as extraordinarily significant, to such an extent that at least some of the audience would take the trouble of committing the entire text to memory, to recite it later.

With the appearance and spread of writing, the burden on memory was lessened. The stories were committed to paper instead of to memory. It is an unfortunate fact that paper is more perishable than memory; the oldest stories we have—the myths and the epic poems—had existed for thousands of years, passed down orally from one generation to the next, before they were written down. Silent reading, which is now considered the norm, was slow to develop, and for a long time the use of written texts was for reading them in public in spite of failing memory. Even when people were reading to themselves, they moved their lips. An ability which is not exercised tends to atrophy, and, not surprisingly, the ability to read and write has had a very significant deleterious effect on people’s ability to remember. Calculators and computers produce a similar effect on the ability to do mental arithmetic. Extensive use of spell checkers has largely erased people’s ability to write without the aid of a computer. The ease with which information can be retrieved by search engines has reduced the amount of information people retain. The pattern is always the same: start walking with a crutch—develop a limp.

A second deleterious effect of literacy is that it causes the amount of information to expand in wild profusion, without causing an increase in knowledge, because the people who have access to this information remember less and less of it. Bodies of law, scientific and other research and analysis, engineering specifications and the like force us to base our decisions on a corpus of knowledge that is now too big to fit into anyone’s head or to communicate orally in a finite lifetime. Most people no longer possess knowledge but merely convey information. The paradoxical effect of too much information is that everyone is forced to wallow in confusion and ignorance, growing more and more helpless. As technology improves, manual information-processing functions are automated, jobs eliminated, and we are left behind, our minds clogged with a disjointed collection of useless trivia.

Tribes that choose not to emphasize literacy and favor diligently maintaining an oral tradition realize many advantages. A system of justice based on a verbally transmitted codex and case law automatically limits the size of the legal system. Ignorance of a law, once it becomes sufficiently widespread, does become a valid excuse, and laws are discarded once they become sufficiently obscure. None of their precious resources are wasted on teaching children to read and write using an ancient and cumbersome orthography, or on maintaining and duplicating a body of written knowledge. When they enter into agreements, contracts or treaties, these are not committed to paper, making it easier to quietly cancel them once they outlive their usefulness.

During the recent decades much of our information (what we, perhaps mistakenly, continue to call “knowledge”) has been migrated to digital media: the progression has been from brain to paper to plastic. This plastic is rather long-lived: as minute particles of chemical waste, it persists in the environment for centuries. But its useful life is limited to just a few years. With plastic, the distinction between a useful product and a piece of trash depends on whether it is cracked, dented, scratched, or, in more and more cases, whether it has ever been used before. Information encoded in the form of microscopic magnetization spots or laser-etched pits on bits of plastic is not particularly durable, and untold reams of “knowledge” have disappeared without a trace because the media on which they were recorded can no longer be read. Even when the data are intact, there is an even bigger problem: information technology is a very power-hungry beast, its power generated largely from burning coal, natural gas and diesel, and from the decay of enriched uranium. It relies on scarce and quickly depleting ores, rare earths and other minerals, and depends on a steady supply of electricity, which is becoming a rarity in many parts of the world. It is also vulnerable to a very unpredictable but recurring sort of disruption: we are one large solar flare away from having our collective memory erased.

There is a danger that the long road from oral culture to written culture to digital culture will end with groups of humans helplessly clutching their dead smartphones, no longer knowing where they are, who anyone is or even where to have lunch. They have learned to cope with being bombarded with millions of bits of information every day, much of it meaningless or irrelevant, but remembering almost none of it, because, you see, there was no need: the information was always at their fingertips.

The best way to make a body of knowledge live on forever is to teach it to children. If it’s a story, set it to a rhythm, make it rhyme, give it a melody and a young mind will absorb it like a sponge and spontaneously reproduce it in its entirety—no rote memorization necessary. If it’s facts about the natural world that they need to learn, then venture out into it with them, have them smell and chew their way through it while learning what each plant is called, and they will associate the look, the smell, the taste and the sound into a durable synesthetic memory. Or you can let them spend countless hours playing with pencils and pieces of paper, staring at screens and pushing buttons, while learning very little beyond how to be helpless, physically useless and reliant on second-hand understandings and on technology that won’t be around for very long. We have the necessary technology right in our heads! Why don’t we teach our children how to use it?

The second best way to preserve a body of knowledge is to preserve it in a written form that children can be taught to read and write quickly and easily. The current English spelling does not qualify; it cannot be learned as a system, but can only be memorized as a set of idiosyncratic renderings of words that are only vaguely related to the way the words sound. This process of rote memorization takes some ten years of formal schooling—a ridiculous amount of time, considering that Italian or Vietnamese or Russian orthography can be learned in about two years. The rates of functional illiteracy in the English-speaking countries are already very high and heading higher. It is about time somebody addressed this problem by providing a workable alternative while the lights are still on and all the information is available in digital form. The solution is part linguistics, part software engineering and part running acid-free paper through a printing press.


THE FIVE STAGES of  COLLAPSE SURVIVORS’ TOOLKIT

Dmitry Orlov

Reading as Poaching

 

“To arrest the meanings of words once and for all, that is what Terror wants.”

Jean-Francois Lyotard, Rudiments

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SOME TIME AGO, Alvin Toffler announced the birth of a “new species” of humanity, engendered by mass artistic consumption. This species–in–formation, migrating and devouring its way through the pastures of the media, is supposed to be defined by its “self mobility.”1 It returns to the nomadic ways of ancient times, but now hunts in artificial steppes and forests.

This prophetic analysis bears, however, only on the masses that consume “art.” An inquiry made in 1974 by a French government agency concerned with cultural activities2 shows to what extent this production only benefits an elite. Between 1967 (the date of a previous inquiry made by another agency, the INSEE) and 1974, public monies invested in the creation and development of cultural centers reinforced the already existing cultural inequalities among French people. They multiplied the places of expression and symbolization, but, in fact, the same categories profit from this expansion: culture, like money, “goes only to the rich.” The masses rarely enter these gardens of art. But they are caught and collected in the nets of the media, by television (capturing 9 out of 10 people in France), by newspapers (8 out of 10), by books (7 out of 10, of whom 2 read a great deal and, according to another survey made in autumn 1978, 5 read more than they used to),3 etc. Instead of an increasing nomadism, we thus find a “reduction” and a confinement: consumption, organized by this expansionist grid takes on the appearance of something done by sheep progressively immobilized and “handled” as a result of the growing mobility of the media as they conquer space. The consumers settle down, the media keep on the move. The only freedom supposed to be left to the masses is that of grazing on the ration of simulacra the system distributes to each individual.

That is precisely the idea I oppose: such an image of consumers is unacceptable.

The ideology of “informing” through books

This image of the “public” is not usually made explicit. It is nonetheless implicit in the “producers’ ” claim to inform the population, that is, to “give form” to social practices. Even protests against the vulgarization/vulgarity of the media often depend on an analogous pedagogical claim; inclined to believe that its own cultural models are necessary for the people in order to educate their minds and elevate their hearts, the elite upset about the “low level” of journalism or television always assumes that the public is moulded by the products imposed on it. To assume that is to misunderstand the act of “consumption.” This misunderstanding assumes that “assimilating” necessarily means “becoming similar to” what one absorbs, and not “making something similar” to what one is, making it one’s own, appropriating or reappropriating it. Between these two possible meanings, a choice must be made, and first of all on the basis of a story whose horizon has to be outlined. “Once upon a time. . . .”

In the eighteenth century, the ideology of the Enlightenment claimed that the book was capable of reforming society, that educational popularization could transform manners and customs, that an elite’s products could, if they were sufficiently widespread, remodel a whole nation. This myth of Education4 inscribed a theory of consumption in the structures of cultural politics. To be sure, by the logic of technical and economic development that it mobilized, this politics was led to the present system that inverts the ideology that formerly sought to spread “Enlightenment.” The means of diffusion are now dominating the ideas they diffuse. The medium is replacing the message. The “pedagogical” procedures for which the educational system was the support have developed to the point of abandoning as useless or destroying the professional “body” that perfected them over the span of two centuries: today, they make up the apparatus which, by realizing the ancient dream of enclosing all citizens and each one in particular, gradually destroys the goal, the convictions, and the educational institutions of the Enlightenment. In short, it is as though the form of Education’s establishment had been too fully realized, by eliminating the very content that made it possible and which from that point on loses its social utility. But all through this evolution, the idea of producing a society by a “scriptural” system has continued to have as its corollary the conviction that although the public is more or less resistant, it is moulded by (verbal or iconic) writing, that it becomes similar to what it receives, and that it is imprinted by and like the text which is imposed on it.

This text was formerly found at school. Today, the text is society itself. It takes urbanistic, industrial, commercial, or televised forms. But the mutation that caused the transition from educational archeology to the technocracy of the media did not touch the assumption that consumption is essentially passive—an assumption that is precisely what should be examined. On the contrary, this mutation actually reinforced this assumption: the massive installation of standardized teaching has made the intersubjective relationships of traditional apprenticeship impossible; the “informing” technicians have thus been changed, through the systematization of enterprises, into bureaucrats cooped up in their specialities and increasingly ignorant of users; productivist logic itself, by isolating producers, has led them to suppose that there is no creativity among consumers; a reciprocal blindness, generated by this system, has ended up making both technicians and producers believe that initiative takes place only in technical laboratories. Even the analysis of the repression exercised by the mechanisms of this system of disciplinary enclosure continues to assume that the public is passive, “informed,” processed, marked, and has no historical role.

The efficiency of production implies the inertia of consumption. It produces the ideology of consumption–as–a–receptacle. The result of class ideology and technical blindness, this legend is necessary for the system that distinguishes and privileges authors, educators, revolutionaries, in a word, “producers,” in contrast with those who do not produce. By challenging “consumption” as it is conceived and (of course) confirmed by these “authorial” enterprises, we may be able to discover creative activity where it has been denied that any exists, and to relativize the exorbitant claim that a certain kind of production (real enough, but not the only kind) can set out to produce history by “informing” the whole of a country.

A misunderstood activity: reading

Reading is only one aspect of consumption, but a fundamental one. In a society that is increasingly written, organized by the power of modifying things and of reforming structures on the basis of scriptural models (whether scientific, economic, or political), transformed little by little into combined “texts” (be they administrative, urban, industrial, etc.), the binominal set production–consumption can often be replaced by its general equivalent and indicator, the binominal set writing–reading. The power established by the will to rewrite history (a will that is by turns reformist, scientific, revolutionary, or pedagogical) on the basis of scriptural operations that are at first carried out in a circumscribed field, has as its corollary a major division between reading and writing.

“Modernization, modernity itself, is writing,” says François Furet. The generalization of writing has in fact brought about the replacement of custom by abstract law, the substitution of the State for traditional authorities, and the disintegration of the group to the advantage of the individual. This transformation took place under the sign of a “crossbreeding” of two distinct elements, the written and the oral. Furet and Ozouf’s recent study has indeed demonstrated the existence, in the less educated parts of France, of a “vast semi-literacy, centered on reading, instigated by the Church and by families, and aimed chiefly at girls.”5 Only the schools have joined, with a link that has often remained extremely fragile, the ability to read and the ability to write. These abilities were long separated, up until late in the nineteenth century, and even today, the adult life of many of those who have been to school very quickly dissociates “just reading” and writing; and we must thus ask ourselves how reading proceeds where it is married with writing.

Research on the psycho-linguistics of comprehension6 distinguishes between “the lexical act” and the “scriptural act” in reading. It shows that the schoolchild learns to read by a process that parallels his learning to decipher; learning to read is not a result of learning to decipher: reading meaning and deciphering letters correspond to two different activities, even if they intersect. In other words, cultural memory (acquired through listening, through oral tradition) alone makes possible and gradually enriches the strategies of semantic questioning whose expectations the deciphering of a written text refines, clarifies, or corrects. From the child to the scientist, reading is preceded and made possible by oral communication, which constitutes the multifarious “authority” that texts almost never cite. It is as though the construction of meanings, which takes the form of an expectation (waiting for something) or an anticipation (making hypotheses) linked to an oral transmission, was the initial block of stone that the decoding of graphic materials progressively sculpted, invalidated, verified, detailed, in order to make way for acts of reading. The graph only shapes and carves the anticipation.

In spite of the work that has uncovered an autonomy of the practice of reading underneath scriptural imperialism, a de facto situation has been created by more than three centuries of history. The social and technical functioning of contemporary culture hierarchizes these two activities. To write is to produce the text; to read is to receive it from someone else without putting one’s own mark on it, without remaking it. In that regard, the reading of the catechism or of the Scriptures that the clergy used to recommend to girls and mothers, by forbidding these Vestals of an untouchable sacred text to write continues today in the “reading” of the television programs offered to “consumers” who cannot trace their own writing on the screen where the production of the Other—of “culture”—appears. “The link existing between reading and the Church”7 is reproduced in the relation between reading and the church of the media. In this mode, the construction of the social text by professional intellectuals (clercs) still seems to correspond to its “reception” by the faithful who are supposed to be satisfied to reproduce the models elaborated by the manipulators of language.

What has to be put in question is unfortunately not this division of labor (it is only too real), but the assimilation of reading to passivity. In fact, to read is to wander through an imposed system (that of the text, analogous to the constructed order of a city or of a supermarket). Recent analyses show that “every reading modifies its object,”8 that (as Borges already pointed out) “one literature differs from another less by its text than by the way in which it is read,”9 and that a system of verbal or iconic signs is a reservoir of forms to which the reader must give a meaning. If then “the book is a result (a construction) produced by the reader,”10 one must consider the operation of the latter as a sort of lectio, the production proper to the “reader” (“lecteur”).11 The reader takes neither the position of the author nor an author’s position. He invents in texts something different from what they “intended.” He detaches them from their (lost or accessory) origin. He combines their fragments and creates something un-known in the space organized by their capacity for allowing an indefinite plurality of meanings. Is this “reading” activity reserved for the literary critic (always privileged in studies of reading), that is, once again, for a category of professional intellectuals (clercs), or can it be extended to all cultural consumers? Such is the question to which history, sociology, or the educational theory ought to give us the rudiments of an answer.

Unfortunately, the many works on reading provide only partial clarifications on this point or depend on the experience of literary people. Research has been primarily concerned with the teaching of reading.12 It has not ventured very far into the fields of history and ethnology, because of the lack of traces left behind by a practice that slips through all sorts of “writings” that have yet to be clearly determined (for example, one “reads” a landscape the way one reads a text).13 Investigations of ordinary reading are more common in sociology, but generally statistical in type: they are more concerned with calculating the correlations between objects read, social groups, and places frequented more than with analyzing the very operation of reading, its modalities and its typology.14

There remains the literary domain, which is particularly rich today (from Barthes to Riffaterre or Jauss), once again privileged by writing but highly specialized: “writers” shift the “joy of reading” in a direction where it is articulated on an art of writing and on a pleasure of re-reading. In that domain, however, whether before or after Barthes, deviations and creativities are narrated that play with the expectations, tricks, and normativities of the “work read”; there theoretical models that can account for it are already elaborated.15 In spite of all this, the story of man’s travels through his own texts remains in large measure unknown.

“Literal” meaning, a product of a social elite

From analyses that follow the activity of reading in its detours, drifts across the page, metamorphoses and anamorphoses of the text produced by the travelling eye, imaginary or meditative flights taking off from a few words, overlappings of spaces on the militarily organized surfaces of the text, and ephemeral dances, it is at least clear, as a first result, that one cannot maintain the division separating the readable text (a book, image, etc.) from the act of reading. Whether it is a question of newspapers or Proust, the text has a meaning only through its readers; it changes along with them; it is ordered in accord with codes of perception that it does not control. It becomes a text only in its relation to the exteriority of the reader, by an interplay of implications and ruses between two sorts of “expectation” in combination: the expectation that organizes a readable space (a literality), and one that organizes a procedure necessary for the actualization of the work (a reading).16It is a strange fact that the principle of this reading activity was formulated by Descartes more than three hundred years ago, in discussing contemporary research on combinative systems and on the example of ciphers (chiffres) or coded texts: “And if someone, in order to decode a cipher written with ordinary letters, thinks of reading a B everywhere he finds an A, and reading a C where he finds a B, and thus to substitute for each letter the one that follows it in alphabetic order and if, reading in this way, he finds words that have a meaning, he will not doubt that he has discovered the true meaning of this cipher in this way, even though it could very well be that the person who wrote it meant something quite different, giving a different meaning to each letter. . . .”17 The operation of encoding, which is articulated on signifiers, produces the meaning, which is thus not defined by something deposited in the text, by an “intention,” or by an activity on the part of the author.

What is then the origin of the Great Wall of China that circumscribes a “proper” in the text, isolates its semantic autonomy from everything else, and makes it the secret order of a “work?” Who builds this barrier constituting the text as a sort of island that no reader can ever reach? This fiction condemns consumers to subjection because they are always going to be guilty of infidelity or ignorance when confronted by the mute “riches” of the treasury thus set aside. The fiction of the “treasury” hidden in the work, a sort of strong-box full of meaning, is obviously not based on the productivity of the reader, but on the social institution that overdetermines his relation with the text.18 Reading is as it were overprinted by a relationship of forces (between teachers and pupils, or between producers and consumers) whose instrument it becomes. The use made of the book by privileged readers constitutes it as a secret of which they are the “true” interpreters. It interposes a frontier between the text and its readers that can be crossed only if one has a passport delivered by these official interpreters, who transform their own reading (which is also a legitimate one) into an orthodox “literality” that makes other (equally legitimate) readings either heretical (not “in conformity” with the meaning of the text) or insignificant (to be forgotten). From this point of view, “literal” meaning is the index and the result of a social power, that of an elite. By its very nature available to a plural reading, the text becomes a cultural weapon, a private hunting reserve, the pretext for a law that legitimizes as “literal” the interpretation given by socially authorized professionals and intellectuals (clercs).

Moreover, if the reader’s expression of his freedom through the text is tolerated among intellectuals (clercs) (only someone like Barthes can take this liberty), it is on the other hand denied students (who are scornfully driven or cleverly coaxed back to the meaning “accepted” by their teachers) or the public (who are carefully told “what is to be thought” and whose inventions are considered negligible and quickly silenced).

It is thus social hierarchization that conceals the reality of the practice of reading or makes it unrecognizable. Formerly, the Church, which instituted a social division between its intellectual clerks and the “faithful,” ensured the Scriptures the status of a “Letter” that was supposed to be independent of its readers and, in fact, possessed by its exegetes: the autonomy of the text was the reproduction of sociocultural relationships within the institution whose officials determined what parts of it should be read. When the institution began to weaken, the reciprocity between the text and its readers (which the institution hid) appeared, as if by withdrawing the Church had opened to view the indefinite plurality of the “writings” produced by readings. The creativity of the reader grows as the institution that controlled it declines. This process, visible from the Reformation onward, already disturbed the pastors of the seventeenth century. Today, it is the socio-political mechanisms of the schools, the press, or television that isolate the text controlled by the teacher or the producer from its readers. But behind the theatrical décor of this new orthodoxy is hidden (as in earlier ages)19 the silent, transgressive, ironic or poetic activity of readers (or television viewers) who maintain their reserve in private and without the knowledge of the “masters.”

Reading is thus situated at the point where social stratification (class relationships) and poetic operations (the practitioner’s constructions of a text) intersect: a social hierarchization seeks to make the reader conform to the “information” distributed by an elite (or semi-elite); reading operations manipulate the reader by insinuating their inventiveness into the cracks in a cultural orthodoxy. One of these two stories conceals what is not in conformity with the “masters” and makes it invisible to them; the other disseminates it in the networks of private life. They thus both collaborate in making reading into an unknown out of which emerge, on the one hand, only the experience of the literate readers (theatricalized and dominating), and on the other, rare and partial, like bubbles rising from the depths of the water, the indices of a common poetics.

An “exercise in ubiquity,” that “impertinent absence”

The autonomy of the reader depends on a transformation of the social relationships that overdetermine his relation to texts. This transformation is a necessary task. This revolution would be no more than another totalitarianism on the part of an elite claiming for itself the right to conceal different modes of conduct and substituting a new normative education for the previous one, were it not that we can count on the fact that there already exists, though it is surreptitious or even repressed, an experience other than that of passivity. A politics of reading must thus be articulated on an analysis that, describing practices that have long been in effect, makes them politicizable. Even pointing out a few aspects of the operation of reading will already indicate how it eludes the law of information.

“I read and I daydream. . . . My reading is thus a sort of impertinent absence. Is reading an exercise in ubiquity?”20 An initial, indeed initiatory, experience: to read is to be elsewhere, where they are not, in another world;21 it is to constitute a secret scene, a place one can enter and leave when one wishes; to create dark corners into which no one can see within an existence subjected to technocratic transparency and that implacable light that, in Genet’s work, materializes the hell of social alienation. Marguerite Duras has noted: “Perhaps one always reads in the dark. . . . Reading depends on the obscurity of the night. Even if one reads in broad daylight, outside, darkness gathers around the book.”22

The reader produces gardens that miniaturize and collate a world, like a Robinson Crusoe discovering an island; but he, too, is “possessed” by his own fooling and jesting that introduces plurality and difference into the written system of a society and a text. He is thus a novelist. He deterritorializes himself, oscillating in a nowhere between what he invents and what changes him. Sometimes, in fact, like a hunter in the forest, he spots the written quarry, follows a trail, laughs, plays tricks, or else like a gambler, lets himself be taken in by it. Sometimes he loses the fictive securities of reality when he reads: his escapades exile him from the assurances that give the self its location on the social checkerboard. Who reads, in fact? Is it I, or some part of me? “It isn’t I as a truth, but I as uncertainty about myself, reading these texts that lead to perdition. The more I read them, the less I understand them, and everything is going from bad to worse.”23This is a common experience, if one believes testimony that cannot be quantified or quoted, and not only that of “learned” readers. This experience is shared by the readers of True Romances, Farm Journal and The Butcher and Grocery Clerk’s Journal, no matter how popularized or technical the spaces traversed by the Amazon or Ulysses of everyday life.

Far from being writers—founders of their own place, heirs of the peasants of earlier ages now working on the soil of language, diggers of wells and builders of houses—readers are travellers; they move across lands belonging to someone else, like nomads poaching their way across fields they did not write, despoiling the wealth of Egypt to enjoy it themselves. Writing accumulates, stocks up, resists time by the establishment of a place and multiplies its production through the expansionism of reproduction. Reading takes no measures against the erosion of time (one forgets oneself and also forgets), it does not keep what it acquires, or it does so poorly, and each of the places through which it passes is a repetition of the lost paradise.

Indeed, reading has no place: Barthes reads Proust in Stendhal’s text;24 the television viewer reads the passing away of his childhood in the news reports. One viewer says about the program she saw the previous evening: “It was stupid and yet I sat there all the same.” What place captivated her, which was and yet was not that of the image seen? It is the same with the reader: his place is not here or there, one or the other, but neither the one nor the other, simultaneously inside and outside, dissolving both by mixing them together, associating texts like funerary statues that he awakens and hosts, but never owns. In that way, he also escapes from the law of each text in particular, and from that of the social milieu.

Spaces for games and tricks

In order to characterize this activity of reading, one can resort to several models. It can be considered as a form of the bricolage Lévi-Strauss analyzes as a feature of “the savage mind,” that is, an arrangement made with “the materials at hand,” a production “that has no relationship to a project,” and which readjusts “the residues of previous construction and destruction.”25 But unlike Lévi-Strauss’s “mythological universes,” if this production also arranges events, it does not compose a unified set: it is another kind of “mythology” dispersed in time, a sequence of temporal fragments not joined together but disseminated through repetitions and different modes of enjoyment, in memories and successive knowledges.

Another model: the subtle art whose theory was elaborated by medieval poets and romancers who insinuate innovation into the text itself, into the terms of a tradition. Highly refined procedures allow countless differences to filter into the authorized writing that serves them as a framework, but whose law does not determine their operation. These poetic ruses, which are not linked to the creation of a proper (written) place of their own, are maintained over the centuries right up to contemporary reading, and the latter is just as agile in practicing diversions and metaphorizations that sometimes are hardly even indicated by a “pooh!” interjected by the reader.

The studies carried out in Bochum elaborating a Rezeptionsästhetik (an esthetics of reception) and a Handlungstheorie (a theory of action) also provide different models based on the relations between textual tactics and the “expectations” and successive hypotheses of the receiver who considers a drama or a novel as a premeditated action.26 This play of textual productions in relation to what the reader’s expectations make him produce in the course of his progress through the story is presented, to be sure, with a weighty conceptual apparatus; but it introduces dances between readers and texts in a place where, on a depressing stage, an orthodox doctrine had erected the statue of “the work” surrounded by consumers who were either conformers or ignorant people.

Through these investigations and many others, we are directed toward a reading no longer characterized merely by an “impertinent absence,” but by advances and retreats, tactics and games played with the text. This process comes and goes, alternately captivated (but by what? what is it which arises both in the reader and in the text?), playful, protesting, fugitive.

We should try to rediscover the movements of this reading within the body itself, which seems to stay docile and silent but mines the reading in its own way: from the nooks of all sorts of “reading rooms” (including lavatories) emerge subconscious gestures, grumblings, tics, stretchings, rustlings, unexpected noises, in short a wild orchestration of the body.27 But elsewhere, at its most elementary level, reading has become, over the past three centuries, a visual poem. It is no longer accompanied, as it used to be, by the murmur of a vocal articulation nor by the movement of a muscular manducation. To read without uttering the words aloud or at least mumbling them is a “modern” experience, unknown for millennia. In earlier times, the reader interiorized the text; he made his voice the body of the other; he was its actor. Today, the text no longer imposes its own rhythm on the subject, it no longer manifests itself through the reader’s voice. This withdrawal of the body, which is the condition of its autonomy, is a distancing of the text. It is the reader’s habeas corpus.

Because the body withdraws itself from the text in order henceforth to come into contact with it only through the mobility of the eye,28 the geographical configuration of the text organizes the activity of the reader less and less. Reading frees itself from the soil that determined it. It detaches itself from that soil. The autonomy of the eye suspends the body’s complicities with the text; it unmoors it from the scriptural place; it makes the written text an ob-ject and it increases the reader’s possibilities of moving about. One index of this: the methods of speed reading.29 Just as the airplane makes possible a growing independence with respect to the constraints imposed by geographical organization, the techniques of speed reading obtain, through the rarefaction of the eye’s stopping points, an acceleration of its movements across the page, an autonomy in relation to the determinations of the text and a multiplication of the spaces covered. Emancipated from places, the reading body is freer in its movements. It thus transcribes in its attitudes every subject’s ability to convert the text through reading and to “run it” the way one runs traffic lights.

In justifying the reader’s impertinence, I have neglected many aspects. Barthes distinguished three types of reading: the one that stops at the pleasure afforded by words, the one that rushes on to the end and “faints with expectation,” and the one that cultivates the desire to write:30 erotic, hunting, and initiatory modes of reading. There are others, in dreams, battle, autodidacticism, etc., that we cannot consider here. In any event, the reader’s increased autonomy does not project him, for the media extend their power over his imagination, that is, over everything he lets emerge from himself into the nets of the text—his fears, his dreams, his fantasized and lacking authorities. This is what the powers work on that make out of “facts” and “figures” a rhetoric whose target is precisely this surrendered intimacy.

But whereas the scientific apparatus (ours) is led to share the illusion of the powers it necessarily supports, that is, to assume that the masses are transformed by the conquests and victories of expansionist production, it is always good to remind ourselves that we mustn’t take people for fools.

12. “Reading as Poaching”

1. Alvin Toffler, The Culture Consumers (Baltimore: Penguin, 1965), 33–52, on the basis of Emanuel Demby’s research.

2. Pratiques culturelles des Français (Paris: Secrétariat d’Etat à la Culture, S. E. R., 1974, 2 vols.

3. According to a survey by Louis–Harris (September–October 1978), the number of readers in France grew 17% over the past twenty years: there is the same percentage of people who read a great deal (22%), but the percentage of people who read a little or a moderate amount has increased. See Janick Jossin, in L’Express for 11 November 1978, 151–162.

4. See Jean Ehrard, L’Idée de nature en France pendant la première moitié du XVIIIe siècle (Paris: SEPVEN, 1963), 753–767.

5. François Furet and Jacques Ozouf, Lire et écrire. L’Alphabétisation des Français de Calvin à Jules Ferry (Paris: Minuit, 1977), I, 349–369, 199–228.

6. See for example J. Mehler and G. Noizet, Textes pour une psycholinguistique (La Haye: Mouton, 1974); and also Jean Hébrard, “Ecole et alphabétisation au XIXe siècle,” Colloque “Lire et écrire,” MSH, Paris, June 1979.

7. Furet and Ozouf, Lire et écrire, 213.

8. Michel Charles, Rhétorique de la lecture (Paris: Seuil, 1977), 83.

9. Jorge Luis Borges, quoted by Gérard Genette, Figures (Paris: Seuil, 1966), 123.

10. Charles, Rhétorique de la lecture, 61.

11. As is well known, “lector” was, in the Middle Ages, the title of a kind of University Professor.

12. See especially Recherches actuelles sur l’enseignement de la lecture, ed. Alain Bentolila (Paris: Retz CEPL, 1976); Jean Foucambert and J. André, La Manière d’être lecteur. Apprentissage et enseignement de la lecture, de la maternelle au CM2 (Paris: SERMAP OCDL, 1976); Laurence Lentin, Du parler au lire. Interaction entre l’adulte et l’enfant (Paris: ESF, 1977); etc. To these should be added at least a portion of the abundant American literature: Jeanne Sternlicht Chall, Learning to Read, the Great Debate . . . 1910–1965 (New York: McGraw-Hill, 1967); Dolores Durkin, Teaching Them to Read (Boston: Allyn & Bacon, 1970); Eleanor Jack Gibson and Harry Levin, The Psychology of Reading (Cambridge, Mass.: MIT, 1975); Milfred Robeck and John A. R. Wilson, Psychology of Reading: Foundations of Instruction (New York: John Wiley, 1973); Reading Disabilities. An International Perspective, ed. Lester and Muriel Tarnopol (Baltimore: University Park Press, 1976); etc., along with three important journals: Journal of Reading, since 1957 (Purdue University, Department of English), The Reading Teacher, since 1953 (Chicago International Reading Association), Reading Research Quarterly, since 1965 (Newark, Delaware, International Reading Association).

13. See the bibliography in Furet and Ozouf, Lire et écrire, II, 358–372, to which we can add Mitford McLeod Mathews, Teaching to Read, Historically Considered (Chicago: University of Chicago Press, 1966). Jack Goody’s studies (Literacy in a Traditional Society [Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, 1968] and The Domestication of the Savage Mind [Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, 1977], etc.) open several paths toward an ethnohistorical analysis.

14. In addition to statistical investigations, see J. Charpentreau et al., Le Livre et la lecture en France (Paris: Editions ouvrières, 1968).

15. Roland Barthes, of course: Le Plaisir du texte (Paris: Seuil, 1973), The Pleasure of Text, trans. R. Miller (New York: Hill and Wang, 1975), and “Sur la Lecture,” Le Français aujourd’hui, No. 32 (January 1976), pp. 11–18. See, somewhat at random, in addition to the works already cited, Tony Duvert, “La Lecture introuvable,” Minuit, No. 1 (November 1972), 2–21; O. Mannoni, Clefs pour l’imaginaire (Paris: Seuil, 1969), 202–217; Michel Mougenot, “Lecture/écriture,” Le Français aujourd’hui, No. 30 (May 1975); Victor N. Smirnoff, “L’Oeuvre lue,” Nouvelle revue de psychanalyse, No. 1 (1970), 49–57; Tzvetan Todorov, Poétique de la prose (Paris: Seuil, 1971), 241 et seq.; Jean Verrier, “La Ficelle,” Poétique, No. 30 (April 1977); Littérature, No. 7 (October 1972); Esprit, December 1974, and January 1976; etc.

16. See, for example, Michel Charles’ “propositions” in his Rhétorique de la lecture.

17. Descartes, Principia, IV, 205.

18. Pierre Kuentz, “Le tête à texte,” Esprit, December 1974, 946–962, and “L’Envers du texte,” Littérature, No. 7 (October 1972).

19. Some documents, unfortunately all too rare, shed light on the autonomy of the trajectories, inerpretations, and convictions of Catholic readers of the Bible. See, on the subject of his “farmer” father, Rétif de la Bretonne, La Vie de mon père (1778) (Paris: Garnier, 1970), 29, 131–132, etc.

20. Guy Rosolato, Essais sur le symbolique (Paris: Gallimard, 1969), 288.

21. Theresa de Avila considered reading to be a form of prayer, the discovery of another space in which desire could be articulated. Countless other authors of spiritual works think the same, and so do children.

22. Marguerite Duras, Le Camion (Paris: Minuit, 1977), and “Entretien à Michèle Porte,” quoted in Sorcières, No. 11 (January 1978), 47.

23. Jacques Sojcher, “Le Professeur de philosophic,” Revue de l’Université de Bruxelles, No. 3–4 (1976), 428–429.

24. Barthes, Le Plaisir du texte, 58.

25. Claude Lévi-Strauss, La Pensée sauvage (Paris: Plon, 1962), 3–47; The Savage Mind (Chicago: University of Chicago Press, 1966). In the reader’s “bricolage,” the elements that are re-employed, all being drawn from official and accepted bodies of material, can cause one to believe that there is nothing new in reading.

26. See in particular the works of Hans Ulrich Gumbrecht (“Die Dramenschliessende Sprachhandlung im Aristotelischen Theater und ihre Problematisierung bei Marivaux”) and of Karlheinz Stierle (“Das Liebesgeständnis in Racines Phèdre und das Verhältnis von (Sprach-)Handlung und Tat”), in Poetica (Bochum), 1976; etc.

27. Georges Perec had discussed this very well in “Lire: Esquisse sociophysiologique,” Esprit, January 1976, 9–20.

28. It is nonetheless known that the muscles that contract the vocal cords and constrict the glottis remain active in reading.

29. See François Richaudeau, La Lisibilité (Paris: Retz CEPL, 1969); or Georges Rémond, “Apprendre la lecture silencieuse à l’ecole primaire,” in Bentolila, La manière d’être lecteur, 147–161.

30. Barthes, “Sur la lecture,” 15–16.

THE PRACTICE OF

EVERYDAY LIFE

Michel de Certeau