April 12, 2009
Socrates and Athenian Paiderastia
Alcibiades was so in love with Socrates “it was obvious,” the Symposium tells us that when asked to speak of love, he speaks of his beloved. No general theories of love for him, just the vividly remembered story of the times he spent with a man so extraordinary there has never been anyone like him, a man so powerfully erotic he turned the conventional world of love upside down by “seeming to be a lover (erastês) while really establishing himself as a beloved boy (pais) instead”.
Love stories, however inadequate as theories of love, are nonetheless stories, logoi, items that admit of analysis. But because they are manifestations of our loves, not mere cool bits of theorizing, we our deepest feelings are invested in them. The love that expressed itself in his love story meets then another love: his rational desire for consistency and intelligibility; his desire to be able to tell and live a coherent story; his desire to put it the other way around not to be endlessly frustrated and conflicted, because he is repetitively trying to live out an incoherent love story.
Alcibiades' famous failed attempt to seduce Socrates shows that this is so in his case too. For Alcibiades doesn't try to win Socrates' love by undertaking the difficult task of selftransformation required to become a more virtuous, and so more truly beautiful and lovable, person. Instead, he takes the easy, familiar path of offering the physical attractions he already has the ones that have earned him the approval of the crowd. When these fail him, it is to the crowd (in the form of the Bacchic revelers we meet at the end of the Symposium) he will regressively return, having never really succeeded in turning away.
The origins of this fantasy though, no doubt, partly personal are predominantly social. It is the complex ideology of Athenian paiderasteia that has shaped Alcibiades' own desires. For, according to it, love is really “two things”: good Uranian love, whose object is the soul, and whose aim is to instill virtue in the younger male; and bad Pandemotic love, whose object is the body and whose aim is sexual pleasure for the older lover.
A major cost of preserving this split, however, is that the older male's body-focused, sexual intercourse must itself be masked as intercourse of a more respectable sort. Alcibiades' later re-description of Socrates' inner figures shows him succumbing to the double-vision that inevitably results:
“If you were to listen to his arguments, at first they'd strike you as totally ridiculous; they're clothed in words as coarse as the hides worn by the most vulgar satyrs. He's always going on about pack asses, or blacksmiths, or cobblers, or tanners… But if the arguments are opened and one sees them from the inside, he will find first that they are the only arguments with any sense in them, and next that they contain within themselves utterly divine and multitudinous figures of virtue (agalmat' aretês)”.
For Alcibiades, then, Socrates' body is identical to his words; the virtues that are in him are in them; talking philosophy is having sexual intercourse, and vice versa.
Japanese Tea Ceremony
The tea ceremony is one of the most hallowed traditions in Japan. One doesn't just sit down and drink, there is an intricate ritual to be observed when partaking in the ceremony. Students receive instruction on this in their school's etiquette education room, shown here.
The tea used in the tea ceremony is created from a fine powder of tea leaves. The first tea ceremonies were held in the 12th century, and since then several different forms of the ceremony have evolved. However, in all formal tea ceremonies, attendants are expected to wear a kimono. This is because of the formal origins of the ceremony (when they were held in palaces). One could think of this level of formality as being similar to that observed if you were invited to the White House for dinner.
Boyzone – Everyday I Love You
I don't know, but I believe
That some things are meant to be
And that you'll make a better me, Everyday I love you
I never thought that dreams came true
But you showed me that they do
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'Cos I believe that destiny.
Is out of our control (don't you know that I do)
And you'll never live until you love, With all your heart and soul.
It's a touch when I feel bad, It's a smile when I get mad
All the little things I am, Everyday I love you
Everyday I love you boy, Everyday I love you
'Cos I believe that destiny..
Is out of our control (don't you know that I do)
And you'll never live until you love, With all your heart and soul...
If I asked would you say yes? Together we're the very best
I know that I am truly blessed, Everyday I love you
And I'll give you my best, Everyday I love you