"Ask not for whom the bell tolls," advised John Donne, quickly adding, "it tolls for thee." Yet we may well ask for whom Homer tolls, or more accurately, for whom his song still sings today. Are his writings texts to be translated, merely "a bit of Greek construe" as a student once argued with Michael Redgrave in the classic film The Browning Version? Are they works to be mined to support this or that idea or cause du jour? And what has all this to do with the reigning question across social media at the moment, "How often do you think of the Roman Empire?
Showing posts with label Classics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Classics. Show all posts
Tuesday, September 26, 2023
For Whom Homer Tolls
It would seem, if we are to believe the polls being conducted by women with the men they know, that Ray Charles may have had the land of Augustus in his thoughts when he famously covered Hoagy Carmichael's 1930 song "Georgia On My Mind."
For reasons passing understanding, "How often do you think about the Roman Empire" is the fun question going around the land, and one particular response to it caught my attention.
First, this man's comparison of the ancient world with the modern is sound. Second, he has remembered what he has learned well enough to be largely correct and able to speak meaningfully. Yet how many would write him off because he is shirtless on his porch and speaking with a southern accent? This man is precisely the person for whom Homer still sings, and I'll tell you why.
As the video shows, this man can speak about the issues of his day with reference to the past in order to better understand and respond to his world. Would that our many preening intellectuals and elected officials could do the same. Nearly twenty-five years ago, Victor Davis Hanson wrote Who Killed Homer?, a book that takes no prisoners in calling out the elitism of contemporary classical studies.
My copy is highlighted on almost every page, with margin notes that frequently include exclamation marks, so I will give you just a brief taste of what Hanson has observed.
All that is left to the career Classicist is to play the theoretical game, to reinvent the Greeks and Roman each year, to dress up Homer as a transvestite this fall, a syllable-toting accountant next spring. To do something else, something actually important, to put stone and text together, to combine papyrus and coin, to make sense of some noble, big idea for the carpenter, teacher, and dentist, would require an eighteenth- or nineteenth-century scholar like Gibbon, Mommsen, or Grote. They would be persons of action, of wide reading, of passion and prejudice -- "assumers" and "generalizers," in other words, who, like Homer, rarely nod, have a life outside the campus, and are not ground out of modern American doctoral programs.
Here, interestingly enough, is what most closely binds the High Classicists: they disdain the average student -- and the entire American middle class for that matter. Yet those burger-flipping students constitute the vast majority of students in our colleges and universities.... (pp. 149-150)
Why are Homer and the rest of the classical Greco-Roman authors important for carpenters, teachers, and dentists, for burger-flipping students, and for people like the man in the video above? It is because the works of these ancient writers, beautiful and dangerous and enlightening and disturbing as they may be, have become world heritage works, the birthright of all who claim to be human. They must not be hidden behind lenses of ideology nor made inaccessible through a thick blanket of obscurantist jargon. Hanson again, "We read Virgil in Latin to learn, word by powerful word, of man's heroic struggle with a nature that in the long run will always win, of humanity's destined confrontation with its own limitations" (p. 187).
Arion: A Journal of Humanities and the Classics, Spring, 1992 - Fall, 1993, Third Series, Vol. 2, No. 2/3, printed an article that had originally been published in Harper's Magazine in March of 1966. It was written by the eminent classicist and translator William Arrowsmith. A professor at Boston University, Princeton University, MIT, Yale, Johns Hopkins, NYU, and Emory, he also served as the chair of the Classics Department at The University of Texas, where I years later completed my M.A. He was admirably qualified to write a piece called "The Shame of the Graduate Schools: A Plea for a New American Scholar." His words written more than fifty years ago echo in those of Hanson.
An alarmingly high proportion of what is published in classics -- and in other fields -- is simply rubbish or trivia. An alarming percentage of the subsidized books published by university presses have no business being published. An alarming number of the humanistic projects which yearly receive grants, fellowships, stipends, and support are not worth supporting. They represent the commitment of a given institution or university to support the humanities, in spite of the fact that the project is palpably unsound, or doubtful, or dull.
There is no more sickening spectacle in the modern university than that of the men whose very natures have been violated in order to suit the requirements of a system. But the damage to scholarship is nothing in comparison to the human waste involved. Three out of four men in academic life are the victims of this wasteful and terrible system.... Three out of four men you meet in academic life are quite simply unfulfilled. (pp. 165, 166)
Whether it is high school, undergraduate, or graduate education, the discoveries and products of mankind are the birthright of all people to explore, to be inspired by, and to build upon. Human beings should not be, must not be, victims of a "wasteful and terrible system." Any education that equips a person like the man in the video above is worthy of the name. Any that does not should stop its masquerade as education and go out of business.
How, then, do we present, as Poe once wrote, "the glories that were Greece and the grandeur that was Rome," along with all the other thoughts and discoveries and achievements in the arts and sciences produced by the human race, to our children, both young and old? Theologian, scholar, and translator Benjamin Jowett had an idea, which he shared in the preface to his 1881 translation of Thucydides.
The voluminous learning of past ages [has] to be recast in easier and more manageable forms, and if Greek literature is not to pass away, it seems to be necessary that in every age some one who has drunk deeply from the original fountain should renew the love of it in the world, and once more present that old life, with its great ideas and great actions, its creations in politics and in art, like the distant remembrances of youth, before the delighted eyes of mankind.
I stopped my graduate work in classics when I realized that my field and I were asking different questions. Most in my field were exploring minutiae of philology, tracking the literary influence of one author on another, when I was asking whether what a given author said were true. It proved to be a good choice, for it led me back to the secondary classroom, with occasional, subsequent stints at the undergraduate level. For more than three decades I have been blessed with the opportunity to journey with students to the lands of the true, the good, and the beautiful aboard
Those Nicéan barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
The weary, way-worn wanderer bore
To his own native shore,
for truly the land of Homer and Vergil is the native land of all.
Friday, October 7, 2022
They Should Have Sent a Poet
Golf is a challenging game, but the perfectly hit shot, one that causes the ball to explode from the sweet spot of the club face, is one of the most satisfying and exhilarating of feelings. No one needs to write one more piece about how challenging teaching is. The internet is filled with such articles. But when everything comes together in a day of stunning academic experience and student ability on display, that needs to be shared and celebrated.
To The Stars Through Antiquity
Ad astra per aspera. To the stars through difficulties. The path to the stars has indeed been a difficult and a long one, perhaps longer than many realize, stretching back as it does to the age of classical antiquity. We recently completed a unit in our Latin II classes that saw our high school students reading selections from Plato, Aristotle, and Cicero about space, along with parts of the first science fiction novel, True History, written by Lucian of Samosata in the second century A.D. To get the full story on this unit, which saw students translating and discussing ancient works on outer space, being introduced to ancient technology through the Antikythera Mechanism and ancient mathematics through the calculation of the earth's circumference by Eratosthenes, and exploring the music of the spheres with NASA's discovery of the sound of black holes and the classical music of Gustav Holst, check out our short documentary.
One part of the unit about which I was particularly excited came at the end. After three weeks of deep study in ancient readings on space, our students met a friend of mine via Zoom. Neil Jenkins and I go back to first grade in our friendship, but I did not bring him in for us to discuss our fondness for '80s music and Miami Vice. He holds a Ph.D. in physics from the University of Alabama and is an amateur astrophotographer, although you should not let the title "amateur" mislead you into thinking his work is second rate.
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| IC 1805 The Heart Nebula in the Constellation Cassiopeia Event Horizon Astrophotography (c) 2021 |
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| The Great Orion Nebula M42 Event Horizon Astrophotography (c) 2022 |
He talked with the students about quantum physics, laser physics, and astrophotography, along with how his Christian faith and work as a scientist fit perfectly together. When students were asking for his email, asking me for copies of his slides, and staying after class to discuss further the wonders of space, I knew this had been a meaningful event.
Duces Discipuli Facti
As soon as the last bell of the day had rung, another small group of students came to the room for a leadership meeting about a Latin club event. My intent was to let them handle everything, and I doubt I could have added much that afternoon anyway. My mind and heart were already too full from the Zoom class with Dr. Jenkins. As it turned out, I was not needed. These student officers led with such efficiency they could have given a lesson to many adults. They worked together, listened to each other's ideas, yet did not become stuck in the mire of indecision. Just when I thought my heart could take no more of being impressed with students, I was overwhelmed by their display of leadership skills. In Book 1 of the Aeneid, Vergil describes Queen Dido by saying, dux femina facti, the leader of the deed was a woman. In this case, the leaders of the deed were students, and I could have offered nothing that would have made their work better. On the drive home, I called my wife and more or less babbled. I could not find the words to describe these extraordinary young people and was reminded of the a scene in Contact, the 1997 movie featuring Jodie Foster as Dr. Ellie Arroway, who takes a trip through a wormhole to another part of the universe. Stupefied at what she sees, all she can say is that instead of a scientist, they should have sent a poet.
Life's Rich Pageant
For many people, the phrase "life's rich pageant" is familiar because it is the title of R.E.M.'s fourth album, although it has a much longer history. I reach for that phrase often, for it captures perfectly what is my typical experience of the academic and educational life. Have I known the sorts of stories that are driving so many people out of the education profession? I have, but they have never been the norm. When given the opportunity, young people will astonish with the depth of their thought and their ability to do something with it, and I saw that once again just the other day.
Update
Two weeks after publishing this post, I came across an amazing, new discovery. The star catalogue of Hipparchus, long thought to have been lost, has been discovered, in part, as a palimpsest at an Egyptian monastery. The following images are from the article about this amazing find in the Journal for the History of Astronomy.
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Detail of f. 53v (yellow tracings based on full set of multispectral images). Courtesy Museum of the Bible Collection. All rights reserved. © Museum of the Bible, 2021. |
An excellent article in Nature puts this amazing discovery into context. As we continue to learn more about the ancient world, we also find new ways to combine modern technology with fields of study such as archaeology, linguistics, philology, science, and more. Putting together a passion for classical studies, computer imaging, and astronomy, for example, can lead to an exciting career, and as the Roman playwright Terence once wrote, "Homo sum: humani nil a me alienum puto." "I am a human being: I think nothing human alien to me." (Heuton Timorumenos, 77)
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