Sunday, January 23, 2011

Notes towards a reading of 'Brothers Karamazov' 12.12


"Now, thank God! we've come to the real point: he was in the garden, therefore he murdered him.' In those few words: ‘he was’, and ‘therefore’ lies the whole case for the prosecution. ‘He was, therefore’. And what if there is no ‘therefore’ about it, even if he was there?”

Now the defence isolates the logical non sequitor in the prosecution’s case, in the fallacy of hindsight, in the faulty logic of the argument –and the method of arguing-  employed by the prosecution.

He invites us again to consider the relationship between the parts and the whole.
Oh, I admit that the chain of evidence -- the coincidences -- are really suggestive. But examine all these facts separately, regardless of their connection.

It seems to me that this carries further the dialectic between faith and reason which is the underlying structural dialectic and main thematic content of the novel: the struggle between reason and faith.

Compare these two syllogisms:

a)  He was there, b) therefore he committed the murder.  The matter from the trial,
a) I believe in God, b) therefore he exists. The matter from the reason/belief dialectic throughout the book

Both syllogisms represent the prosecutor’s method of arguing (pointed out here by the defence): b) follows a) as a logical step; given a), b) follows.

The defence attacks this method, beginning with a):

a)     The prosecution uses/represents ‘faith’: pictures, sideshadowing narratives, fallacies,  received opinion, false dichotomies, evidence from witnesses who have been the victims of false interpretations, references and use of spurious science (psychology) as its method of establishing a position for the murder. In both syllogisms, a) is a sideshadowing narrative, a received idea, a fallacy.

He then goes on to b):

b)    Even if we ignore the problems with a), or accept them, b) still does not follow as a logical step, a step in cause and affect. In both syllogisms, in the gap between a) and b) there is a logical non-sequitor.

The defence, uses/represents ‘reason’ and the double edged sword of interpretation to unpick all the prosecution’s arguments  and to show how wrong and unfounded they are, arguing logically against the murder. Moreover, the defence shows the faults in the reasoning of the prosecution by honing in on the logical non-sequitor which underlies the ‘faith’ based method. ‘Reason’ attacks both the method and the content of ‘faith’.

Dostoevsky is pointing obliquely here, artistically, to his view that reason, although correct, is unable to defeat faith.

Because a mistrial is about to occur, in which the peasants choose the ‘faith’ argument and wrongly convict Dimitry, when of course it is the ‘reason’ argument which is the truth of what really happened – in the fullest sense-  on the night of the murder.

By winning the case ‘faith’ loses the argument; while ‘reason’ wins the argument by losing the case.

Faith and mathematical proof are two irreconcilable things. There’s no stopping someone who has made up his mind to believe.
A Writer’s Diary 1876. Mar.2.3

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Fragment 0116

Dostoevsky wrote of Pushkin: He is one of the greatest of Russians who is still far from  being interpreted and understood properly. After Pushkin no one has said anything new.
Dostoevsky’s own project – his depiction of the burden of consciousness- has its seeds in this poem by Pushkin, composed on the occasion of the poet’s thirtieth birthday:

Gift haphazard, unavailing,
Life, why wert thou given to me?
Why art thou to death unfailing
Sentenced by dark destiny?

Who in harsh despotic fashion
Once from Nothing called me out,
Filled my soul with burning passion,
Vexed and shook my mind with doubt?

I can see no goal before me:
Empty heart and idle mind.
Life monotonously o'er me
Roars, and leaves a wound behind.

Perhaps only Dostoevsky could have found the real anguish in the lines Vexed and shook my mind with doubt? and used them as a springboard for his own depictions of enraged consciousness:

What right did this Nature have to bring me into the world as a result of some eternal law of hers? I was created with consciousness, and I was conscious of this Nature: what right did she have to produce me, a conscious being, without my willing it?...




From 'The Sentence'



DOW
October 1876

Friday, January 07, 2011

Mozart to Constanze

Arrange your dear sweet nest very daintily, for my little fellow deserves it indeed, he has really behaved himself very well and is only longing to possess your sweetest XXX. Just picture to yourself that rascal: as I write he crawls onto the table and looks at me questioningly. I, however, box his ears properly - but the rogue is simply XXX and now the knave burns only more fiercely and can hardly be restrained.