Wednesday, January 28, 2015

THE WORN-OUT COIN OF THE REALM


The Nietzsche passage below has already been commented on, in my entry The Meaning Of Metaphors, in the Sonnets section. But there, the accent was on the metaphor, whereas here it is on truth.
Furthermore, in an apparent violation of my own rule set for the last subsection of the Nietzsche section to organize my comments along the chronological lines of Nietzsches Werke, and going through each of them in Nietzsche’s established sequence, I have introduced a second Nietzsche passage into this entry, which is taken from his later work Jenseits (296). Well, rules are set to be broken for a compelling reason, and here is a reason compelling enough to do it: the organic connection between the two passages, further united in my commentary. So, this is it!

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What is truth?… We have already been there on a number of occasions, but when it comes to talking about the subject of such paramount importance as truth, no number of reiterations is too many.

We have tackled this subject repeatedly in the context of Absolute Truth (God is Truth), and discussing the multiplicity of the “truths” of individual creations, within the circles of their jurisdiction. In this particular context we are looking at the aging process of an exciting discovery, which shoots into the air as a splendid firework display, but as soon as it is gets universal acceptance, begins its journey down to earth, becoming a boringly commonplace object increasingly worn out by usage until, like an utterly worn-out coin, it loses all constructive value: its once sharp image and uncirculated glow have long been rubbed off it, to the point of turning it into a faceless disc of dull metal.

This is precisely the way Nietzsche approaches the subject in the following passage from his unpublished work Über Warheit Und Lüge Im Außermoralischen Sinn (1873):

What, then, is truth? A mobile army of metaphors, metonyms, and anthropomorphisms,¾ in short, a sum of human relations, which have been enhanced, transposed, and embellished, poetically and rhetorically, and which after long use seem firm, canonical, and obligatory to people: truths are illusions, about which one has forgotten that this is what they are, metaphors, which are worn out and without sensuous power; coins, which have lost their pictures and now matter only as metal, no longer as coins…

There are two ways of looking at such truths, if we would like to follow Nietzsche’s insightful lead. One is the more benign, which follows from this poetic lamentation of his in Jenseits (296):

What are you, my thoughts? It was not long ago that you were still so colorful, young and malicious,--and now? You have taken off your novelty, and ready, I fear, to become truths: so decent, so dull!

In this reading of the fate of such truths they turn into dull clichés, losing their sting, their challenge, their excitement, but, apparently, not their veracity, which is in this case transformed into a truism to be shunned not on the basis of its speciousness, but in view of its beaten-to-death triteness.

But there is another, less benign way of looking at such “truths.” A long time ago, the Ptolemaic geocentric system in astronomy was an exciting discovery, postulating a spherical Earth and superseding the outdated flat-earth hypothesis. Eventually, however, it was itself superseded by the Copernican heliocentric system, and at that moment, even though still held to be the truth, it had become an obstacle to the progress of truth. Such is the fate of truth in science. There is no set cliché to represent an immutable scientific truth, as truth in science is a process of perpetual evolution, and its truth-- always relative, and never absolute-- lies in the ability of science to outgrow an earlier stage of its development, in favor of a new stage, that someday will likewise become outgrown and will in turn have to be discarded like the stiffening chrysalis of an emerging butterfly.

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