Monday, April 28, 2008

az- Double Vision: Moral Philosophy and Shakespearean Drama -by Tzachi Zamir
.. Chapter: Doing Nothing ..
p172 Cavell [1987 Disowning Knowledge: In Six Plays of Shakespeare new edition released 2003 with new essay so, "in seven plays"] has read Hamlet in terms of a resistance to enter the world, attempt to 'hold back from existence'..relation delay & non-agent-oriented sense of self yes .. death wish linked w opposite wish to be internalized & met.
in resistance to taking on role of avenging son, Hamlet discloses a wish to remain undetermined, open-ended, unorganized. this resistance occurs in a maturing man -- one who, like Hamlet, is precisely at the stage of being pressed into moving from primarily potential agency (a prince, a student) yes my seven colleges Sylvia Plath's plums at end of branchs: to row at Oxford or to... to being this or that. We encounter an awareness of the residual pre-formed "that within" that Desdemona picket out and loved in Othello, and that Hamlet - will not - give up on.
Being or not being, rather than living or not living, is how he articulates his thoughts. Nothing is less determined than just being. well~. this marks the difference btw this solioquy and other despair literature of the time ~int (the Duke's exchange with Claudio in Measure for Measure, or Spencer's Despair).
Hamlet's father too is no father but a god there to be worshiped rather than loved - this indicates repulsion from actualized personalities. hm.
Hamlet's dying request that his story be only "more or less" related to Fortinbras ... "the rest is silence." ~Wittgenstein tractatus ends in ~ what we cannot speak about we must

p178 Genuine mourning should put a stop to life stop all the clocks, sweep up the wood - for nothing now can come to any good; deautomate and destabilize the move to action. Grief is a state that opens up and justifies lingering between being & acting, a state to which Hamlet is drawn. Taking revenge is to transform sorrow into actions. In a way it is like crying (Hamlet never cries). Modifying grief into action is to avoid a deeper form of mourning. The *refusal* to reorganize life yes around a powerful new state is a recognition & respect of that state. In Hamlet, lingering in this state also opens up the problematic nature of the very idea yes of an active organized life, the awkward relations between life and its regulating structures. We cannot know whether a preexisting Didion, On Keeping a Notebook ~ ppl keep notes are ppl w presentiment of loss philosophical fascination with the loss involved in becoming an agent yes. what are you afraid of? 'I don't want to be a person.' *a person.* causes Hamlet to use grief, or whether it is the other way around: his bereavement bringing out the philosophical experience. ~first, the loss. attachment, separation.
abstract concerns that underlie the play: that self-exposure and communication require an assent to be merely partially perceived catatonia ~ stop talking ~ very concerned with 'that is not it, that is not what I meant, at all.' ~ Maus: "Beckett said 'every word is a stain on silence.' ... Still, he *said* it." We become an object of reference it not thou for others thr being reduced to some of our roles as performing (acting) agents. Trying to remain undisclosed, doing nothing, is an attempt to resist this reduction. Hamlet is a play about such an attempt.
The reasons underlying the resistance escape the person involved and, the play suggests, must escape him because of what he regards as the essential defects of language the rest is silence - must be passed over in silence. Words reduce self into collection of descriptions that supposedly capture & stabilize what one is, enabling reference, signification, evaluation my upset at reading profiles online.
Hamlet's fantasy is Othello's nightmare: the former wants to remain undefined and be contacted as such, while for the latter such contact is too much, annihilating his established personality okay. his 'defenses.' One is a play about the wish to be rather than to be an agent, while the other is about the desire to be identified as an agent rather than to just be. okay, right. one protagonist embodies the loss experienced in moving from being to being an agent *what* is lost? (me). my life looks pleasant. but *I* don't want to do it. animate it.; the other the opposite loss: the pain of perception that penetrates beyond one's agency.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

But shakespeare doesn't say Hamlet doesn't cry. Notoriously absent stage direction. And grief is agency. It is only modernism that makes it equivocation in its fetish for elan vital. Hamlet is no Bartleby *because* he struggles with grief.

m said...

I agree that Hamlet is no Bartleby because he is actively struggling. but, grief as agency? it can be acted out - but in the first place isn't it a suffering? suffer: to be affected by or subject to. "Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer / The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, /Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,/ And by opposing end them?" If one chooses the first, to suffer the arrows of fortune, is one an agent?
My question marks are not rhetorical. I'd like to know if you think that in grief one is still always acting. If one finds oneself apart from the world, this is likely the result of a movement in the soul: a rejection. But if one finds oneself there, does not choose to reject...
Kafka: "You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait. Do not even wait, be quiet still and solitary. The world will present itself to you for its unmasking, it can do no other, in ecstasy it will writhe at your feet." But I read that and think: it does not writhe at my feet. "I do not think they will sing to me." The state I return to, what is familiar, the place from which I expect to have to start from is myself in the room, with no one and nothing present to me. And so, always the concern, how does one make oneself from nothing? From a novel I read at 18 and related to: "But, what: Should I have been expected to create my own self, out of nothing, out of thin, thin air and alone?" Where does one get a phone book, how does one work the shade on the window, who will tell me how to begin? But of course, one does not come into the world alone. Still, it always seems to me that that is the situation I should expect, try to prepare for: to be alone, without relations, in a space.

Anonymous said...

Yes I think grief is agency. As you say it is part of hamlet's litany. Shakespeare doubles and redoubles this question. Ophelia with rosemary for remembrance (the willow bough broke), Laertes too, grieving, acts. Hamlet, sublime, in grief is tragic. And I guess that is my sense of agency. It is fundamental to that human, all too human drama of tragedy. Anne Carson in Grief Lessons points toward this hopefullness (hopefullness?) for me.
Yes, Kafka proposes the absence of tragedy, but I think it remains a proposition not a mimesis. Gregor knows! The Trial ends with brutality.

I guess Anna Karenina approximates this sense for me too.

"by the light of which she had been reading that book filled with anxieties, deceptions, grief and evil," and one last time it flares up, "brighter than ever, lit up for her all that had once been in darkness, sputtered, grew dim, and went out for ever."

Being alone may bring suffering, but only the shuffling off of the mortal coil is the stasis without agency. Buy aye, there is the rub

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