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orthodoxy-第11章

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get into。







     The main point here; however; is that this idea of a fundamental



alteration in the standard is one of the things that make thought



about the past or future simply impossible。  The theory of a



complete change of standards in human history does not merely



deprive us of the pleasure of honouring our fathers; it deprives



us even of the more modern and aristocratic pleasure of despising them。







     This bald summary of the thought…destroying forces of our



time would not be complete without some reference to pragmatism;



for though I have here used and should everywhere defend the



pragmatist method as a preliminary guide to truth; there is an extreme



application of it which involves the absence of all truth whatever。 



My meaning can be put shortly thus。  I agree with the pragmatists



that apparent objective truth is not the whole matter; that there



is an authoritative need to believe the things that are necessary



to the human mind。  But I say that one of those necessities



precisely is a belief in objective truth。  The pragmatist tells



a man to think what he must think and never mind the Absolute。 



But precisely one of the things that he must think is the Absolute。 



This philosophy; indeed; is a kind of verbal paradox。  Pragmatism is



a matter of human needs; and one of the first of human needs



is to be something more than a pragmatist。  Extreme pragmatism



is just as inhuman as the determinism it so powerfully attacks。 



The determinist (who; to do him justice; does not pretend to be



a human being) makes nonsense of the human sense of actual choice。 



The pragmatist; who professes to be specially human; makes nonsense



of the human sense of actual fact。







     To sum up our contention so far; we may say that the most



characteristic current philosophies have not only a touch of mania;



but a touch of suicidal mania。  The mere questioner has knocked



his head against the limits of human thought; and cracked it。 



This is what makes so futile the warnings of the orthodox and the



boasts of the advanced about the dangerous boyhood of free thought。 



What we are looking at is not the boyhood of free thought; it is



the old age and ultimate dissolution of free thought。  It is vain



for bishops and pious bigwigs to discuss what dreadful things will



happen if wild scepticism runs its course。  It has run its course。 



It is vain for eloquent atheists to talk of the great truths that



will be revealed if once we see free thought begin。  We have seen



it end。  It has no more questions to ask; it has questioned itself。 



You cannot call up any wilder vision than a city in which men



ask themselves if they have any selves。  You cannot fancy a more



sceptical world than that in which men doubt if there is a world。 



It might certainly have reached its bankruptcy more quickly



and cleanly if it had not been feebly hampered by the application



of indefensible laws of blasphemy or by the absurd pretence



that modern England is Christian。  But it would have reached the



bankruptcy anyhow。  Militant atheists are still unjustly persecuted;



but rather because they are an old minority than because they



are a new one。  Free thought has exhausted its own freedom。 



It is weary of its own success。  If any eager freethinker now hails



philosophic freedom as the dawn; he is only like the man in Mark



Twain who came out wrapped in blankets to see the sun rise and was



just in time to see it set。  If any frightened curate still says



that it will be awful if the darkness of free thought should spread;



we can only answer him in the high and powerful words of Mr。 Belloc;



〃Do not; I beseech you; be troubled about the increase of forces



already in dissolution。  You have mistaken the hour of the night: 



it is already morning。〃  We have no more questions left to ask。 



We have looked for questions in the darkest corners and on the



wildest peaks。  We have found all the questions that can be found。 



It is time we gave up looking for questions and began looking



for answers。







     But one more word must be added。  At the beginning of this



preliminary negative sketch I said that our mental ruin has



been wrought by wild reason; not by wild imagination。  A man



does not go mad because he makes a statue a mile high; but he



may go mad by thinking it out in square inches。  Now; one school



of thinkers has seen this and jumped at it as a way of renewing



the pagan health of the world。  They see that reason destroys;



but Will; they say; creates。  The ultimate authority; they say;



is in will; not in reason。  The supreme point is not why



a man demands a thing; but the fact that he does demand it。 



I have no space to trace or expound this philosophy of Will。 



It came; I suppose; through Nietzsche; who preached something



that is called egoism。  That; indeed; was simpleminded enough;



for Nietzsche denied egoism simply by preaching it。  To preach



anything is to give it away。  First; the egoist calls life a war



without mercy; and then he takes the greatest possible trouble to



drill his enemies in war。  To preach egoism is to practise altruism。 



But however it began; the view is common enough in current literature。 



The main defence of these thinkers is that they are not thinkers;



they are makers。  They say that choice is itself the divine thing。 



Thus Mr。 Bernard Shaw has attacked the old idea that men's acts



are to be judged by the standard of the desire of happiness。 



He says that a man does not act for his happiness; but from his will。 



He does not say; 〃Jam will make me happy;〃 but 〃I want jam。〃 



And in all this others follow him with yet greater enthusiasm。 



Mr。 John Davidson; a remarkable poet; is so passionately excited



about it that he is obliged to write prose。  He publishes a short



play with several long prefaces。  This is natural enough in Mr。 Shaw;



for all his plays are prefaces:  Mr。 Shaw is (I suspect) the only man



on earth who has never written any poetry。  But that Mr。 Davidson (who



can write excellent poetry) should write instead laborious metaphysics



in defence of this doctrine of will; does show that the doctrine



of will has taken hold of men。  Even Mr。 H。G。Wells has half spoken



in its language; saying that one should test acts not like a thinker;



but like an artist; saying; 〃I FEEL this curve is right;〃 or 〃that



line SHALL go thus。〃  They are all excited; and well they may be。 



For by this doctrine of the divine authority of will; they think they



can break out of the doomed fortress of rationalism。  They think they



can escape。







     But they cannot
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