Mostrando entradas con la etiqueta Nihilismo. Mostrar todas las entradas
Mostrando entradas con la etiqueta Nihilismo. Mostrar todas las entradas

lunes, 9 de septiembre de 2024

La Decadencia del Mundo Anglosajón y cómo nos arrastra a los demás

  


Armesilla, Santiago. "La Decadencia del Mundo Anglosajón y cómo nos arrastra a los demás – Entrevista para El Mercurio." Video interview. YouTube (Santiago Armesilla) 12 Feb. 2023.* (Postmodernism, Postindustrial society, Wokism, Nihilism, Transhumanism, Harari).

https://youtu.be/DvjgCSYjqVc

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viernes, 27 de marzo de 2020

An Experiment in Nihilism

martes, 27 de febrero de 2018

Nietzsche, Wittgenstein, Nihilism, and Arbitrariness

This is a brief note criticising some anti-foundationalist and anti-essentialist semiotic assumptions in Nietzsche and Wittgenstein, from the standpoint of a classical structuralist perspective which (following Saussure) sees the play of differences as crucially constitutive of a system of positive terms.

Full text:

Nietzsche, Wittgenstein, Nihilism, and Arbitrariness

http://dx.doi.org/10.17613/M62P11

Author(s):
José Angel García Landa (see profile)
Date:
2004
Group(s):
Linguistics, Narrative theory and Narratology, Philosophy
Subject(s):
Philosophy of language, Linguistics, Semiotics, Structuralism
Item Type:
Article
Tag(s):
Nietzsche, Wittgenstein, Arbitrariness

Notes:
Written 1988.


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Also here:

_____. "Nietzsche, Wittgenstein, Nihilism, and Arbitrariness." (Typescript, Brown University, 1988). Online edition at Net Sight de José Angel García Landa (2004):

http://www.unizar.es/departamentos/filologia_inglesa/garciala/publicaciones/nihilism.html

2013 DISCONTINUED 2020 – Online at the Internet Archive.*

https://web.archive.org/web/20150922162327/http://www.unizar.es/departamentos/filologia_inglesa/garciala/publicaciones/nihilism.html

2020

http://personal.unizar.es/garciala/publicaciones/nihilism.html

2020

_____. "Nietzsche, Wittgenstein, Nihilism, and Arbitrariness." Academia 4 Dec. 2014.*

https://www.academia.edu/9625553/

2014

https://www.academia.edu/86981481/

2022

_____. "Nietzsche, Wittgenstein, Nihilism, and Arbitrariness." ResearchGate 22 May 2015.*

         https://www.researchgate.net/publication/277014095

         2015

_____. "Nietzsche, Wittgenstein, Nihilism, and Arbitrariness." Humanities Commons 27 Feb. 2018.*

         https://hcommons.org/deposits/item/hc:18381/     

         http://dx.doi.org/10.17613/M62P11

         2018

_____. "Nietzsche, Wittgenstein, Nihilism and Arbitrariness." In García Landa, Vanity Fea 27 Feb. 2018.*

         https://vanityfea.blogspot.com.es/2018/02/nietzsche-wittgenstein-nihilism-and.html

         2018

_____. "Nietzsche, Wittgenstein, Nihilism and Arbitrariness." SSRN 30 Dec. 2024.*

         Literary Theory & Criticism eJournal 30 Dec. 2024.*

         https://www.ssrn.com/link/English-Lit-Theory-Criticism.html

         Philosophy of Language eJournal 30 Dec. 2024.*

https://www.ssrn.com/link/Philosophy-Language.html

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miércoles, 27 de diciembre de 2017

Retropost #1926 (27 de diciembre de 2007): La implacable incertidumbre de lo cotidiano

La implacable incertidumbre de lo cotidiano

Publicado en Blogs. com. José Ángel García Landa

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Una frase ésta, "la implacable incertidumbre de lo cotidiano", que me recuerda a La insoportable levedad del ser—película que había comprado con intención de regalarla a alguna amiga con bombín. La frase viene de aquí:


"Tal como Ulrich Beck definió el riesgo, los bloggers se ocupan de los peligros y de las inseguridades inducidos por las interminables olas de la modernización. Lo que se bloguea es la incertidumbre implacable de lo cotidiano. Mientras que los empresarios colonizan el futuro, repletos de alucinaciones colectivas, los bloggers exponen el presente que ellos mismos captan."

Que a su vez viene del interesante artículo de Geert Lovink "Blogging: The Nihilist Impulse" / "Bitácoras: el impulso nihilista" (traducción corregida arriba y más que habría que corregirla). Si bien oscila Lovink entre el Escila de la generalización panorámica y el Caribdis del impresionismo nihilista que denuncia, sí reconozco allí algunas reflexiones relevantes para repasar las líneas de puntos de la blogosfera, que uniendo muchas vanidades nos dibujan aquí la figura del eterno Nihilismo Contemporáneo.

" 'Networking begins and ends with pure self-referentiality', añade Friedrich Kittler, y esta autopoiesis no es tan evidente en ninguna parte como en la blogosfera."

Especialmente aquí, donde los autoenlaces superan con mucho a los enlaces. Para que quien me quiera poner verde se documente, este artículo: soy un síntoma, nomás.

Aunque también soy, cómo no, una excepción a mucha de la sintomatología allí detectada. Estoy repasándome mi post sobre el blog como ensayo para colgarlo en el SSRN.

Y como planes festivos, esta tarde pensamos ir a ver Soy Leyenda. Leyendo estoy, por cierto, una novela de temática muy parecida: The Road, de Cormac McCarthy. Altamente recomendable para enfrascarse en el paisaje nihilista, o en el desierto de lo Real, ese que decían Morfeo y Zizek.



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lunes, 19 de noviembre de 2012

Mind at the End of Its Tether

A desparing conclusion to a life of daring thought, by H. G. Wells—Mind at the end of its Tether (1946)

This is the conclusion of his last work, in which he argues that everything is ultimately founded upon nothing, an insight extracted from his own impending death. Wells foresees the extinction of the human species and the complete disappearance of the Great Globe itself (yea), the Universe:



The searching skepticism of the writer's philosophical analysis has established this Antagonist as invincible reality for him, but all over the earth and from dates immemorial, introspective minds, minds of the quality of the brooding Shakespeare, have conceived a disgust of the stress, vexations and petty indignities of life and taken refuge from its apprehension of a conclusive end to things, in mystical withdrawal. On the whole mankind has shown itself tolerant, sympathetic and respectful to such retreats. That is the peculiar human element in this matter; the recurrent refusal to be satisfied with the normal real world. The question "Is this all?" has troubled countless unsatisfied minds throughout the ages, and, at the end of our tether, as it seems, here it is, still baffling but persistent.

To such discomfited minds the world of our everyday reality is no more than a more or less entertaining or distressful story thrown upon a cinema screen. The story holds together; it moves them greatly and yet they feel it is faked. The vast majority of the beholders accept all the conventions of the story, are completely part of the story, and live and suffer and rejoice and die in it and with it. But the skeptical mind says stoutly, "This is delusion".


"Golden lads and lasses must, like chimney sweepers, come to dust."


"No," says this ingrained streak of protest: "there is still something beyond the dust."
But is there?

There is no reason for saying there is. That skeptical mind may have overrated the thoroughness of its skepticism. As we are now discovering, there was still scope for doubting. The severer our thinking, the plainer it is that the dust-carts of Time trundle that dust off to the incinerator and there make an end to it. Hitherto, recurrence has seemed a primary law of life. Night has followed day and day night. But in this strange new phase of existence into which our universe is passing, it becomes evidence that events no longer recur. They go on and on to an impenetrable mystery, into the voiceless limitless darkness, against which this obstinate urgency of our dissatisfied minds may struggle, but will struggle only until it is altogether overcome.


Our world of self-delusion will admit none of that. It will perish amidst its evasions and fatuities. It is like a convoy lost in darkness on an unknown rocky coast, with quarrelling pirates in the chartroom and savages clambering up the sides of the ships to plunder and do evil as the whim may take them. That is the rough outline of the more and more jumbled movie on the screen before us. Mind near exhaustion still makes its final futile movement towards that "way out or round or through the impasse".

That is the utmost now that mind can do. And this, its last expiring thrust, is to demonstrate that the door closes upon us for evermore.

There is no way out, or round or through.



 
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