Day 3683, Civic Humanism,

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Dvina, Isegran Fartøyvernsenter

Civic Humanism (SEP)

Although widely and commonly confused with republicanism, civic humanism forms a separate and distinct phenomenon in the history of Western political thought. Republicanism is a political philosophy that defends a concept of freedom as non-domination, and identifies the institutions that protect it (Pettit 1999). In particular, republicanism stands against two alternative theories of politics. The first is despotism, especially as manifested in any form of one-man rule; a republic is self-governing, and so are its denizens. The second is liberalism, which posits the primacy of the autonomous individual vis-à-vis public order and government; the republican values civic engagement in order to realize a form of liberty achievable only in and through the community. Republican theorists sometimes refer to writings by historically antecedent authors, such as Aristotle or Machiavelli, but their concern is not primarily accurate interpretation. Rather, to the extent that they show an interest in the past, it is as a source of ideas that they find useful.

By contrast, civic humanism is a historiographical construct. As conventionally employed by scholars, the term refers to a group of thinkers who emerged during the period of the Italian Renaissance, especially in Florence, and who were committed to public engagement (in theory as well as practice) and whose values were fundamentally antithetical to the medieval past. The “invention” of civic humanism is primarily associated with Hans Baron (1900–1988), the famed German-American historian (Fubini 1992). Although he first used the phrase in its original German form (Bürgerhumanismus) as early as 1925, its popularity stems from the publication in 1955 of his classic book The Crisis of the Early Italian Renaissance: Civic Humanism and Republican Liberty in an Age of Classicism and Tyranny (revised 1966). In this volume, as well as in later writings that built upon it (many collected in Baron 1968 and 1988), he developed what has come to be called the “Baron thesis” (Witt 1996; Hankins 1995). Baron was not, however, the first scholar to propose that the form of humanism that emerged during the fifteenth century in the Italian cities mainly promoted the civic vita activa rather than the literary and philological pursuits ordinarily ascribed to the humanists. In two books from 1952 and 1954, written and published in Italian, Eugenio Garin defended a position almost identical to that of Baron’s: Renaissance humanism, especially as propounded in Florence, reflects a pronounced shift from the emphasis on contemplation typical of the Middle Ages to the priority of civil action to attain a common good (Garin 1947 [1965]). (If not for purely contingent reasons, the historiographical label for civic humanism might readily have been “the Garin thesis”.) In the present context, it should be noted that some advocates of civic humanism were disposed toward republicanism, but the latter is not entailed by the former.

Read the rest here: https://plato.stanford.edu/entries/humanism-civic/


Day 3682, he who.

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Deodar, Isegran Fartøyvernsenter

Friedrich Nietzsche

Daubreak
Book V

437 Privileges. – He who really possesses himself, that is to say he who has definitively conquered himself, henceforth regards it as his own privilege to punish himself, to pardon himself, to take pity on himself: he does not need to concede this to anyone else, but he can freely relinquish it to another, to a friend for example- but he knows that he therewith confers a right and that one can confer rights only out of the possession of power.


438Man and things. – Why does man not see things? He Js himself standing in the way: he conceals things.

440 Do not renounce:– To forego the world without knowing it, like a nun that leads to a fruitless, perhaps melancholy solitude. It has nothing in common with the solitude of the vita contemplativa of the thinker: when he chooses that he is renouncing nothing; on the contrary, it would be renunciation, melancholy, destruction of himself if he
were obliged to persist in the vita practica: he foregoes this because he knows it, because he knows himself. Thus he leaps into his element, thus he gains his cheerfulness.

Day 3680, Isegran Fartøyvernsenter.

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Launching a boat today, a view of Fredrikstad, and many projects in waiting.

I am working on an introductory brochure/booklet for new employees, students, and temporary workers. It tells about the place where I work, as well as about boatbuilding and preservation in Norway in general. The main text is in Norwegian, and this is the same text, but much shorter.

Day 3674, simple things.

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Friedrich Nietzsche

Daybreak
Book V

434 Making intercession.– Unprepossessing landscapes exist for the great landscape painters, remarkable and rare ones for the petty. For the great things of nature and mankind have to intercede for all the petty, mediocre and ambitious among their admirers- but the great man intercedes for the simple things.

Day 3670, ten years.

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These are the pictures I took 3673 days ago, on March 24, 2016. It was the day I told myself I should take my so-called hobby a bit more seriously, so I challenged myself to take a picture every day and post it online. For the first 604 days, it was just pictures, and I posted on a photo website that I no longer have. I still have all the pictures, but you cannot find them on this blog. I am not sure why I moved to WordPress, but I guess it was about time to not only post a picture a day but also share some of my writing. I have always written, but irregularly, and I guess it was time to take that hobby more seriously, too. I never really posted on social media, mainly because I moved away from them in 2016, and because I have all kinds of opinions and I don’t care too much for interaction with people who have other opinions. That is just a waste of time. I had a few good interactions with people who commented here over the years, who might disagree with me, but they were in the form of long emails, not lunch-sized critiques with a side of word salad.

If you look at the top of this post, you can see that I am on day 3670, not 3673. I don’t know exactly how that happened, but I remember a few times that I realized just in time that I had entered the wrong day numbers for a couple of days and had to go back a few posts to fix it. I guess that happened another 3 times, but by then, I could never recover from that mistake. Imagine changing the title of a thousand posts… But I swear I posted every day, though sometimes it was the day after, after midnight, or when I was in an airplane and had to wait until whatever time it was in the new time zone. I will stick with the 3670 for today because, as I said, I’ve been doing this for 10 years, and if I may say so myself, that is something.

Photography is still my hobby, but I don’t take pictures every day like I did at the beginning. I did that for a couple of years, often taking several good pictures in one day. Over time, I started using pictures from other days. So it is still a picture a day, but sometimes I go back to pictures from the last month, and sometimes to ones from 30 years or more, and use one of those old pictures. I still love taking pictures. For the last 1.5 years, I have been going to Fredrikstad’s center on Sunday mornings to take pictures. I did this just to push myself to find inspiration in streets I have walked many times and have seen every building through one of my lenses, but now I am done with it, and I wait for the moment when nature wakes up here, and I can go out with my macro lens again.

It never feels like a burden to write every day. It is so normal now that I see no reason to quit. Even on the busiest days, I always find a few minutes to snap an interesting picture with my phone, write a three-sentence poem-like thing, and post it. I can do that on the toilet if I have to. But seriously, for someone like me who thinks way too much and knows all too well how repetitive daily life is, these five minutes on the toilet, or more normally, 30 minutes to an hour behind my computer looking for a cool picture, editing it, and getting inspired to write something about it, keep me going. Without art, life is not much worth.

I asked the AI overlord to pick 10 random days. I took screenshots of those days and posted them below. 

Day 3669, a game.

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From a notebook, 2004

I close my eyes and look for a point I can stand on, a fixed point in my thoughts. Although “thoughts” is not quite right, I try not to think, but to feel some kind of grip. Why do I do this? Somehow I have a memory of a state of mind that was different from now. I assume that back then I had certain certainties or simply accepted the given answers.

Around the age of twenty, my innocence took its first hit, after my school years. School was not yet the real world to me. After turning eighteen, and especially after school, I expected to enter a world of rationality, no more childishness. My first mistake was thinking that you should always do your best, stay alert, and remain eager to learn. It turned out to be character traits. My fellow marines did not appreciate that, and I was deeply disappointed that my effort was not valued everywhere. Not because I wanted recognition, but because to me it was the most natural thing in the world to simply do your best, especially as a marine. I also felt that I was not at fault. Here I touch on an important point, something I have been thinking about a lot lately. How can you judge or condemn someone’s character, or ingrained, imagined, or suppressed behavior? Fine, judge, but condemn. Everyone should know how difficult it is to truly change.

I notice I am drifting. I started with the feeling of having no foothold and now I am analyzing one of its causes. I drift quickly. In theory, having no foothold is ideal. If you need nothing, nothing can disturb your peace. But that is difficult, and it is not easy to create something meaningful out of a nihilistic worldview. I wish I believed in God and that all of this served some purpose, that would make it much easier to bear. Unfortunately, I do not have that character or ingrained, imagined, or suppressed behavior.

 

  • Most people do not see life as a game
  • I see life as a game
  • A game should be played seriously
  • I take life seriously, but it remains a game

Day 3668, no context.

Daily picture, My thoughts

I found this in one of my notebooks, without any context. It is from 25 years ago, I think. These notes are interesting because so many thoughts and good ideas are gone, but this is at least something, even though it stands alone, without much context, as I mentioned before. 

 

Notes

  • I’d Rather Bang My Head than bow my way through life.
  • The purpose of life is life itself.
  • Human life seems special, but we don’t even know if we’re alone.
  • Something can only be special if there’s more than one.
  • Memory, the deathblow to truth.
  • Creation is beautiful, but its name is wrong; there is no creator.
  • Memory is our creator from which our own creation began.
  • Memory does not forget itself, there the I was born.
  • I change every day yet remain more of the same.
  • The trick memory played, and so my I was made.

Fear of Death

  • What do we know about death?
  • What we know of this life and of this reality
  • It can end at any time
  • Fear of death means fear of the uncertainty about when it will come

No More Nonsense

  • No small talk or idle chatter
  • Work on your “book of life.”
  • Make sure you are always at a high point, always moving upward or downward, and if you are on flat ground, make sure you are going somewhere.
  • Avoid stagnation
  • Stillness is good, but not for nothing, with purpose

Write Your Life

  • Fantasize about your life
  • Be the hero
  • Don’t forget reality, your work, friends, and everything else
  • Be selfish, fantasize about what you want
  • Invoking responsibility is self-deception
  • Others can play a role, but that is their responsibility. Your life is too short to wait for them.