Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Back to the Future: The Lost Tools of Learning by Dorothy Sayers



Mining the Tradition for "new" ways of learning
In a 23 page essay written in 1947, Dorothy Sayers argues for the relevance and use of the Trivium, the classical and medieval foundation of education based on Grammar, Dialectic, and Rhetoric, taught in the order just listed. Is Sayers simply an old-fashioned fuddy-duddy? (Or as she suggests she’ll be branded, a “reactionary, romantic, mediaevalist, laudatory temporis acti (praiser of times past)” (The Lost Tools of Learning (Kindle Location 25) Fig. Kindle Edition. I think not. Her complaint is one that many can sympathize with: “although we often succeed in teaching our pupils “subjects,” we fail lamentably on the whole in teaching them how to think: they learn everything, except the art of learning.” Id. 77-78. As Sayers points out, Grammar, Dialectic, and Rhetoric are not “subjects” in the usual school sense, but the means of learning subjects. She summarizes the function of each in this educational scheme: 
The whole of the Trivium was, in fact, intended to teach the pupil the proper use of the tools of learning, before he began to apply them to “subjects” at all. First, he learned a language; not just how to order a meal in a foreign language, but the structure of a language, and hence of language itself—what it was, how it was put together, and how it worked. Secondly, he learned how to use language; how to define his terms and make accurate statements; how to construct an argument and Logic and Disputation. Thirdly, he learned to express himself in language—how to say what he had to say elegantly and persuasively.
Id. (92-97)

Most people know Sayers as the author of the Lord Peter Wimsey detective novels, a series of classics in the English detective genre. But besides this successful career, and working as a single woman in advertising, she also was a major translator and commentator of Dante’s Divine Comedy and a Christian apologist of the first order (The Mind of the Maker, for instance). Thus, when it comes to valuing this medieval tradition, she knows whereof she speaks. 

Following the tradition, she argues that at some age (pre-puberty), students should be introduced to Grammar by way of learning an inflected language. She suggests Latin (no surprise). She argues that younger (late elementary) children will benefit from the repetition and mechanics of learning a grammar. It’s not the higher order thinking of logic or rhetoric, but it’s a fundamental. I must note that in my own experience, I never liked or learned any grammar to speak of until I was forced to do so in taking Spanish beginning in high school. (This doesn’t mean that English teachers didn’t teach grammar. My failure reveals that I suffered the double-whammy of not-so-smart and stubborn.) In her scheme—or rather the tradition that she endorses—she seems to adhere to an intuitive Piaget-like sequence. She writes:
I recognize three states of development. These, in a rough-and- ready fashion, I will call the Poll-Parrot, the Pert, and the Poetic—the latter coinciding, approximately, with the onset of puberty. The Poll-Parrot stage is the one in which learning by heart is easy and, on the whole, pleasurable; whereas reasoning is difficult and, on the whole, little relished. At this age, one readily memorizes the shapes and appearances of things; one likes to recite the number-plates of cars; one rejoices in the chanting of rhymes and the rumble and thunder of unintelligible polysyllables; one enjoys the mere accumulation of things. The Pert age, which follows upon this (and, naturally, overlaps it to some extent), is characterized by contradicting, answering back, liking to “catch out” (especially one’s elders); and by the propounding of conundrums. Its nuisance-value is extremely high. It usually sets in about the Fourth Form.
Id. 158-164

 She concludes with that most challenging age bracket:
The Poetic age is popularly known as the “difficult” age. It is self-centered; it yearns to express itself; it rather specializes in being misunderstood; it is restless and tries to achieve independence; and, with good luck and good guidance, it should show the beginnings of creativeness; a reaching out towards a synthesis of what it already knows, and a deliberate eagerness to know and do some one thing in preference to all others.
Id. 164-167

Thus, this first stage isn’t so unlike contemporary schooling in that students learn to read, write, speak, calculate, and observe (science). But Sayers identifies this crucial difference: “The difference be felt rather in the attitude of the teachers, who must look upon all these activities less as “subjects” in themselves than as a gathering-together of material for use in the next part of the Trivium.” Id. 206-208.

As to the next stage of learning, Sayers writes:
It is difficult to say at what age, precisely, we should pass from the first to the second part of the Trivium. Generally speaking, the answer is: so soon as the pupil shows himself disposed to pertness and interminable argument. For as, in the first part, the master faculties are Observation and Memory, so, in the second, the master faculty is the Discursive Reason. In the first, the exercise to which the rest of the material was, as it were, keyed, was the Latin grammar; in the second, the key- exercise will be Formal Logic.
Id. 221-224

The final stage, beginning around age 14, Sayers suggests, is Rhetoric, which ties knowledge together. This contrasts with Dialectic (logic), which parses knowledge into discreet bits in order to best test it. Here we must appreciate that Rhetoric means the study of persuasion, not fancy speech or (necessarily) deceptive speech. The tradition follows Aristotle and not Plato on the utility and importance of Rhetoric, something we should do as well. Sayers suggests that the poetic impulse, the desire to persuade (and I’d add, seduce) comes to the fore at this stage. Having received the mechanics of language through Grammar and the crap-detector (my term, not hers) of Dialectic, the student can put it all together in persuasive prose and poetry. 

So why follow this prescription? Sayers, remember, worked for an ad agency and then she published this essay just following the Second World War. She writes: 
[W]e let our young men and women go out unarmed, in a day when armor was never so necessary. By teaching them all to read, we have left them at the mercy of the printed word. By the invention of the film and the radio, we have made certain that no aversion to reading shall secure them from the incessant battery of words, words, words. They do not know what the words mean; they do not know how to ward them off or blunt their edge or fling them back; they are a prey to words in their emotions instead of being the masters of them in their intellects.
          Id. 132-136

Is this not true today—and more so? 

What is the end of education? Let Sayers have the last word:
[T]he sole true end of education is simply this: to teach men [sic] how to learn for themselves; and whatever instruction fails to do this is effort spent in vain.
Id. 328-329
So is this a Quixotic quest? Probably, but Sayers makes a strong argument. People argue about school curriculums because they shape the future. The curriculum must change as the culture changes, but perhaps some aspects shouldn’t be altered nearly so much. Sayers adds a lot of thought to the issue. In a future essay, I’ll address an even more comprehensive (but I think largely consistent) curriculum offered by William Irwin Thompson that is used in at least one K-12 school today. The search continues.

The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco



I've now read this three or four times. Still fun.

I’ve now read this book three or four times, beginning in the early 1980s, not too long after it became a surprise best-seller in the U.S. A murder mystery written set in the Middle Ages by an Italian scholar known for his work on the aesthetics of St. Thomas Aquinas and the theory of signs (semiotics) becomes a best-selling detective novel. Did his publishers anticipate this? Well, it worked, and despite hurdles, including numerous quotations in Latin and a one character who speaks in snippets of about every Romance language, the public loved it, and so did I. 

In this reading, I could savor parts. This time, I focused on the strange (or perhaps not so strange) mix of popular religion, popular discontent, elite rivalries (pope versus emperor), and ideology. Ideas about the role of poverty abound and provide an enduring theme in defining conflicts. The setting is in the 1327, not long after the death of Dante, and less than a century after St. Thomas Aquinas and St. Francis of Assisi made their significant marks on medieval Christianity. The main character, William of Baskerville (literary allusions abound), himself a Franciscan, includes among his friends one William of Occam. New ideas are shaping the culture and machinations of political power continue apace, and it all coalesces at a Benedictine monastery in northern Italy. Along with political, social, and religious upheaval, we have murder most foul. 

I won’t say more except that this book is a mystery: a detective story set in a time that remains for us moderns itself a mystery. One would be hard-pressed to imagine a better guide through this arcane world than Eco, the expert at reading the signs. Highly recommended, especially if you’re going to Italy in 2015. #Italy!2015. 

P.S. Don’t let the brevity of my review lead you to conclude that the work isn’t stellar. It is. Also, be sure and read the postscript. Eco the humanist scholar reflecting on this work.

Monday, January 12, 2015

Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf


Listened to it. Great for walks & other forms of travel

An audio version has once again (e.g., Moby Dick, The Great Gatsby) helped me to complete a classic that I’d stalled upon in previous attempts. Audible reader Anne Flosnick provided a fine reading of the text. After all, the novel is about nothing in particular and everything.

Mrs. Dalloway is a London matron giving a party one fine June day not long after the end of the Great War (WWI). Starting with this premise, Woolf acts as an eavesdropper on the thoughts—often mundane and full of envy and remorse—of those who encounter or surround Clarissa Dalloway. Despite serving as the title character, Clarrisa Dalloway, does nothing of significance, nor do any of the other characters with one significant exception. And that was the act of a man gone out of his right mind (if I may use that old-fashioned turn of phrase). Thus, the novel is full of activity and lacking in action. It has characters but no actors. I suppose that this is, in part, why it serves as an example of modern fiction. (N.B. Woolf was not on my Modern Fiction (David Morrell) reading list, but this seems like it would have fit.) 

By the end of the novel, we have a sense of the characters, at least of their inner chatter. We live by our own internal monologues (don’t you?), and Woolf captures the monologues of this set of Londoners—at least as far as I could imagine them—brilliantly. If we laid out our thoughts to examine them, I suspect we’d be appalled at what we see. Our daily thoughts and mental images usually won’t have the sex obsession that Freud imagined or the mythic grandeur suggested by Jung. Most are rather like small fish that we reel in thinking we’ve made a great catch when in fact they’re all small-fry, rarely worth examining and embarrassing to discuss.

Woolf captures multiple streams of consciousness without creating the prose challenges laid down by the likes of Joyce or Faulkner. Her prose is clean and efficient, written as a sympathetic reporter. Woolf does not comment upon her characters. She does not impose judgment upon them. She captures them and puts them on display for us. She reveals the streams of consciousness of these individuals who collide and coalesce around this one London lady who’s throwing a party, Mrs. Dalloway.

Sunday, January 4, 2015

My Favorite Books Read in 2014



The time has arrived to look back on the books of 2014. Per my custom, I will refer to the books I completed reading this past year, regardless of their publication date. I confess, as usual, to have started but not completed a number of (very fine) books, as topical interests often lead me away temporarily. One of my new year’s resolutions will be to complete a number of works this year that I’ve started before, so hold on to your hats for the 2015! In addition, of course, I need to give a hat’s off tip to the Jaipur Literature Festival for introducing so many new works and authors to read. I write this with a twinge of sadness, as we’ll not be attending this year, at least not in person. 


Below are my favorites for the year culminating in my overall favorite. I warn you that I’ve left many fine works off my list, but one must have some whims. I invite all to share your favorites. (All links are to my reviews except for Capital and Transforming History, which link to Amazon.)



Capital: A Portrait of Twenty-first Century Delhi by Rana Dasgupta. I’m embarrassed to report that I’ve not written a review of this terrific book (something to remedy in 2015). We were introduced to it at JLF by no less a figure than William Dalrymple, who reported that it would replace his own City of Djinns as the book about Delhi. I’ve only dipped into City of Djinns, but if it’s anything like Capital, then it’s quite a book, too. Dasgupta, an NRI (non-resident Indian) moved to Delhi and began to chronicle life in the city, from the growing class of wealthy business owners and entrepreneurs to the destitute poor that try to eke out a living in the growing megalopolis. It’s a fine job of reporting, well written, and keenly observed. I can’t imagine a finer introduction to contemporary Indian urban life. (I’ve not read Beyond the Beautiful Forevers or Maximum City, but I’ll wager my assessment nonetheless correct, as Dasgupta covers the range of society. A hat-tip to the Glamorous Nomad for buying and reading the book first and passing on her enthusiasm for it.


Trying Not to Try: The Art and Science of Spontaneity by Edward Slingerland. A superb marriage of humanistic learning and modern science, something I believe of the utmost value. 








 
Dante in Love by A.N. Wilson. #JLF author Wilson provides an excellent introduction to the work of this seminal author. A great prep for #Italy!2015. 








The Quiet American by Graham Greene. My affinity for Greeneland continues. A novel that captures American innocence gone amok, something that we still must wrestle with today. Not to mention, the novel highlights life in Southeast Asia and the burdens of human existence. 


The End of History and the Last Man by Francis Fukuyama. While this year (2015) should see the addition of Fukuyama’s latest book to my list, this re-read was special for reasons that I’ve included in my review. Still powerful stuff. Has history ended? I don’t think so, but it’s certainly paused to take a breath before moving headlong into the future. History may regress, also, but all of this doesn’t negate Fukuyama’s brilliant insights. 






On Writing by Stephen King. Fun and informative. A delightful read. 











Harvest by Jim Crace. This novel by #JLF author Crace is another exhibit for the “why to attend JLF” file: you encounter authors previously unknown to you and then give them a try. Check. This is a really intriguing, interesting book. 


The Comfort of Saturdays: An Isabel Dalhousie Novel by Alexander McCall Smith. I’m smitten, what else can I write? 


Emotional Awareness: A Conversation Between the Dalai Lama and Paul Ekman. Another re-read, but a fine one and well worth it. Another example of science and humanism speaking together to further human understanding. (And I should note, #JLF author the Dalai Lama!)









The War of Art by Steven Pressfield. My favorite “living better” book for the year. (I prefer “living better” to the designation “self-help”.)


The Art of Travel by Alan De Botton. Reflections on travel. Essays that explore travels in the past and in the present by his use of personal experience and reflections on other writers. Engaging writing that prompts reflection. 









The Fourth Turning: Imagining the Evolution of an Integral Buddhism by Ken Wilber. The prodigious Wilber works to take Buddhism into the 21st century. As always, a provocative (in the good sense) synthesis of perspectives and fields. 


Stalin’s Ghost: Arkady Renko #6 by Martin Cruz Smith. In a year filled with Greene, Ambler, Rankin, Kannon, and others, it’s hard to pick a favorite in the detective-espionage genre, but I’m going to go with this one. A mystery, but also a revelation. 


 The Murder of Roger Ackroyd  by Agatha Christie. This book is a classic and therefore apart from the others noted above. How important? R.G. Collingwood, her contemporary, used the detective novel (and a Christie-like plot) as a model for historical inquiry. Of course, it’s quite fun as well. And to me, it’s primal. 








Making Make-Believe Real: Politics as Theatre in Shakespeare’s Time by Garry Wills. Wills, Shakespeare, politics: what more could one want? I haven’t found much in the way of reviews of this book, but that’s a shame (and surprising given Wills’s stature). Not his greatest, but very fine and enlightening. 






A Gradual Awakening by Stephen Levine. A beautiful, wise, instructive book. A re-read because of its continuing value. 

The Children of Light and the Children of Darkness: A Vindication of Democracy and a Critique of Its Traditional Defense by Reinhold Niebuhr. Niebuhr: we should read him on a regular basis.














World Order by Henry Kissinger. Kissinger possesses a deep knowledge of the world of international affairs from both practical experience and profound learning. Published at age 91, he still has a great deal to share about the relations between nations. We experience a lifetime of learning in this book. 






 

History Man: The Life of R.G. Collingwood by Fred Inglis. This is a case study of how to make the seemingly mundane life of a little-known British philosopher into an engaging story of an individual and his important contribution to history and philosophy. A very pleasing discovery. 






 
Transforming History: A New Curriculum for a Planetary Culture by William Irwin Thompson. An ideal school curriculum for K-12. It integrates sciences and the humanities, and it’s full of the insights of William Irwin Thompson. (Amazon link, as I haven’t reviewed it yet.)








Now for the finalists: 
William (Patrick) Ophuls
Runner-up: A three-way tie between three books by my favorite new (to me) author discovered this year: William (Patrick) Ophuls. His books: Plato’s Revenge: Politics in the Age of Ecology; Immoderate Greatness: Why Civilizations Fail, and The Buddha Takes No Prisoners: A Meditator’s Survival Manual. Ophuls combines science, a deep understanding of politics and society, humanism, and Buddhism to provide profound insights into our public world as well as how to live our individual lives. A great discovery. 




And the winner is . . . 


Iain McGilchrist
The Master and His Emissary: The Divided Brain and the Making of the Modern World by Iain McGilchrist. If I find one recurring theme in favorites this year, it’s the need to re-unite the sciences and the humanities. C.P. Snow noted the split in the 1950s in his The Two Cultures, but it probably goes back at least the advent of modernity, if not further. The divorce hurts us, its children. We need to re-unite these perspectives, as several of the books on my list do. And, of all of those books, this book probably does it best job of bringing an insightful perspective about the nature of the split and how we might reconcile the parties. It’s not an easy book, but this literature professor turned psychiatrist pulls it off brilliantly. I recommend that you start with his RSA presentation linked in my review and then dive into the deep water of this book.