Value for Tuesday of Week 05 in the season of Dormancy

Being Skeptical, Entertaining Doubt, Embracing Uncertainty and Ambiguity: Being Intellectually Humble

We do not know everything. Awareness of this fact is an important first step in the intellectual domain.

We religious Humanists and scientific naturalists celebrate something most people shun; skepticism and doubt, the ability to entertain and even invite uncertainty. We recognize that by cultivating and practicing these intellectual qualities, we equip ourselves to learn and grow. They are among the hallmarks, and tools, of intellectual humility.

As with the muscles of our bodies, these virtues probably never develop unless we exercise them. Still, they are not characterizing features of our lives but reminders of our human limitations and our unwavering commitment to learn, not merely to insist that we know.

The yearning for a sense of certainty cuts deep within us. In our evolutionary past, when one bit of hesitation could make the difference between surviving the attack of a predator and being eaten alive, the inclination to “jump to conclusions” may have conveyed an evolutionary advantage. We no longer live in that environment today but in an environment and social milieu that is friendlier to thoughtful consideration. Moreover, our contribution to the social framework depends on this latter attribute. We owe many of our greatest advances to people who doubted, questioned, and eventually overturned what was commonly assumed or held to be inalterably true.

The desire to know is at the root of nearly every human advance in science, literature, technology, the arts, sports and perhaps every important human endeavor. Without it, we might well have remained cave-dwellers lacking even the knowledge to build a fire to cook our food.

Yet the human being wants not merely to know, but to be certain – to feel that he knows. That craving leads not only to knowledge, but also to its opposite, an entrenched ignorance that glorifies and perpetuates itself. Like Lady Bracknell’s model of ignorance who never touches the prickly spines on the tree of knowledge, the one who knows all has settled in to a life of self-satisfied if not entirely blissful ignorance. “Inquiring minds want to know” was the slogan of a popular but tawdry tabloid that spoon-fed tawdry misinformation to the public under the guise of knowledge and inquiry.

Few things, if anything at all, will aggravate true believers more than an invitation to doubt: such people see an inconvenient fact or an inescapable conclusion of logic not as an opportunity to grow, but as a threat to a “truth” on which they have already settled. A mature and responsible mind comes to recognize avoidance of facts and reason as a sign that its views merit reconsideration and change, but the mind that is absolutely convinced of its own infallibility treats facts, logic and reason as tools to be used to support presently held opinions and ignored for every other purpose.

Intellectual humility involves acknowledging the limitations of one’s knowledge and that one’s beliefs might be incorrect.” Research “findings are suggestive of dual psychological pathways to intellectual humility; either cognitive flexibility or intelligence are sufficient for high intellectual humility, but neither is necessary.

Doubt and skepticism are key components of a genuine intellectual humility. Without them we cannot learn, or grow intellectually. In a sense, skepticism is a theory of knowledge.

Though one cannot spend a healthy lifetime merely doubting, the wise never fear to doubt. They know that the truth will not only survive their doubt, but be strengthened in its crucible, and that new truths will emerge from it.

Science recognizes that all its truths are provisional, subject to change as additional information comes to light. “In science, being skeptical does not mean doubting the validity of everything, nor does it mean being cynical. Rather, to be skeptical is to judge the validity of a claim based on objective empirical evidence.

In the field of religion, too, doubt is an important and often overlooked tool, for although the Truth of our experience is our own personal Truth revealed from within, what we make of our Truth is a function of our growth and our ability to interpret the meaning of our experience in the context of all our relationships.

In our model, then, we see doubt and skepticism not as threats to our sense of security, and certainly not as characterizing attitudes, but as invitations to become more and better than we are. We seek to use intellectual humility as a reminder that gaining knowledge requires us to conform our understanding to What Is, instead of expecting What Is to conform to our understanding. In the language of traditional religion, this is nothing less than the distinction between obeying God and declaring oneself to be God. How odd it is, and how tragic, that so much of our culture takes the latter path while claiming to worship in the former.

Today we celebrate the virtue of intellectual humility: the affirmative power of doubt and skepticism to bring knowledge where ignorance now dwells or once dwelt. We bow to the reality around and within us, and resolve to approach it humbly and respectfully, recognizing our fallibility and the limits of our knowledge even as we seek to know more.

Real

True Narratives

Having been told that the soul was without form, she was much perplexed at David's words, "He leadeth my soul." "Has it feet? Can it walk? Is it blind?" she asked; for in her mind the idea of being led was associated with blindness.  Of all the subjects which perplex and trouble Helen, none distresses her so much as the knowledge of the existence of evil, and of the suffering which results from it. For a long time it was possible to keep this knowledge from her; and it will always be comparatively easy to prevent her from coming in personal contact with vice and wickedness. The fact that sin exists, and that great misery results from it, dawned gradually upon her mind as she understood more and more clearly the lives and experiences of those around her. The necessity of laws and penalties had to be explained to her. She found it very hard to reconcile the presence of evil in the world with the idea of God which had been presented to her mind.  One day she asked. "Does God take care of us all the time?" She was answered in the affirmative. "Then why did He let little sister fall this morning, and hurt her head so badly?" Another time she was asking about the power and goodness of God. She had been told of a terrible storm at sea, in which several lives were lost, and she asked, "Why did not God save the people if He can do all things?" [Annie Sullivan, Letters, March 22, 1888.] 

True narratives on skepticism and intellectual humility:

Technical and Analytical Readings

Photographs

Documentary and Educational Films

Imaginary

Fictional Narratives

Among all these glowing hearts and thoroughly convinced minds, there was one sceptic. How came he there? By juxtaposition. This sceptic's name was Grantaire, and he was in the habit of signing himself with this rebus: R. Grantaire was a man who took good care not to believe in anything. Moreover, he was one of the students who had learned the most during their course at Paris; he knew that the best coffee was to be had at the Café Lemblin, and the best billiards at the Café Voltaire, that good cakes and lasses were to be found at the Ermitage, on the Boulevard du Maine, spatchcocked chickens at Mother Sauget's, excellent matelotes at the Barrière de la Cunette, and a certain thin white wine at the Barrière du Compat. He knew the best place for everything; in addition, boxing and foot-fencing and some dances; and he was a thorough single-stick player. He was a tremendous drinker to boot. He was inordinately homely: the prettiest boot-stitcher of that day, Irma Boissy, enraged with his homeliness, pronounced sentence on him as follows: "Grantaire is impossible"; but Grantaire's fatuity was not to be disconcerted. He stared tenderly and fixedly at all women, with the air of saying to them all: "If I only chose!" and of trying to make his comrades believe that he was in general demand.  All those words: rights of the people, rights of man, the social contract, the French Revolution, the Republic, democracy, humanity, civilization, religion, progress, came very near to signifying nothing whatever to Grantaire. He smiled at them. Scepticism, that caries of the intelligence, had not left him a single whole idea. He lived with irony. This was his axiom: "There is but one certainty, my full glass." He sneered at all devotion in all parties, the father as well as the brother, Robespierre junior as well as Loizerolles. "They are greatly in advance to be dead," he exclaimed. He said of the crucifix: "There is a gibbet which has been a success." A rover, a gambler, a libertine, often drunk, he displeased these young dreamers by humming incessantly: "J'aimons les filles, et j'aimons le bon vin." Air: Vive Henri IV. [Victor Hugo, Les Misérables (1862), Volume III – Marius; Book Fourth – The Friends of the A B C, Chapter I,A Group Which Barely Missed Becoming Historic”.]

"Looking at these stars suddenly dwarfed my own troubles and all the gravities of terrestrial life. I thought of their unfathomable distance, and the slow inevitable drift of their movements out of the unknown past, into the unknown future. I thought of the great precessional cycle that the pole of the earth describes. Only forty times had that silent revolution occurred during all the years that I had traversed. And during these few revolutions all the activity, all the traditions, the complex organizations, the nations, languages, literatures, aspirations, even the mere memory of Man as I knew him, had been swept out of existence. . .” [H.G. Wells, “The Time Machine” (1895).]

Novels and stories:

Poetry

It seems inconsistent with all human reason,
That God in his infinite goodness and love___
His wisdom, his power and mercy unending,
Would quietly sit in his mansion above,
While over the earth dire misfortune is pending,
Dissension and discord are rife thru the land,
Injustice prevails, and the innocent suffer,
And fairest and loveliest, fall at Death's hand.
Could he calmly sit, high on his throne in the sky
While pain and distress to his children drew nigh?

["A Skeptic's Thought," Colfax Burgoyne Harman]

If you should rise from Nowhere up to Somewhere,
From being No one to being Someone,
Be sure to keep repeating to yourself
You owe it to an arbitrary god
Whose mercy to you rather than to others
Won=t bear too critical examination.
Stay unassuming. If for lack of license
To wear the uniform of who you are,
You should be tempted to make up for it
In a subordinating look or tone,
Beware of coming too much to the surface
And using for apparel what was meant
To be the curtain of the inmost soul.
[Robert Frost, "The Fear of God".]

Music: Composers, artists, and major works

Dmitri Shostakovich, Symphony No. 15 in A Major, Op. 141 (1971) (approx. 41-47’) (recordings): “This final Shostakovich Symphony, written in a little over a month during the summer of 1971 as the composer faced declining health, is filled with persistent and unsettling ambiguity.” “By this time in his life, already an ill man, Shostakovich's compositional concerns took a turn inward. The questions the 15th asks are some of the most profound Shostakovich ever posed: about the limits of musical expression, about what musical individuality and personality might be, and about the apparent impossibility of creating symphonic coherence in the late 20th century.  Every bar of the piece demands a variation on the same simple but utterly profound question: what does it all mean?” The ambiguity is on at least two levels. “After Stalin’s death in 1953 the pressure was relaxed, it’s true, but old habits were deeply ingrained. Shostakovich remained as enigmatic as ever. When he seems playful, is he in fact mocking himself or us? When he seems downcast, is it for real?” Shostakovich may have had his last laugh on us. Top performances are conducted by Maxim Shostakovich in 1972, Haitink in 1979, Kurt Sanderling in 1996, Jansons in 1996, Kondrashin in 2009, Gergiev in 2013, Vasily Petrenko in 2015, and Nelsons in 2021.

Charles Ives, The Unanswered Question (1908) (approx. 6-7’) (recordings): “The solo trumpet asks ‘The Question’ for the first time (out of seven), using half and quarter tones. There is an emphasis on the minor third interval within the trumpet part. The Question is also incredibly isolated from the string part, which is rather pertinent within the work. Each time the trumpet asks the question, it becomes more rhythmically displaced, louder and more agitated in tone. The ‘answerers’ are the woodwinds, who play chromatic motifs, which become more and more animated.” “There are several ways of interpreting the question and its response . . . The trumpet may be asking ‘The Perennial Question of Existence,’ as Ives wrote. The woodwinds may be saying, ‘I don’t know!’ with increasing impatience. Or maybe, as Ives suggests they begin to realize the futility of the question and start to mock it. The strings represent an eternal and unchanging reality. In the end, the question remains. It’s stated one final time by the trumpet as the strings’ G major chord fades into eternity. 

As Gustav Mahler approached death, he wrote an adagio movement for a tenth symphony (1910) (approx. 24-27’) (recordings). It was the only part of the symphony he completed. Somewhat like Ives’ shorter work, it begins as with an existential question. Mahler could not resist paying homage to the love of his life, his wife Alma, but minor chords permeate the love melody. The love theme returns, only to be engulfed again by existential doubt as the two motifs struggle for dominance. In contrast with Mahler's Ninth Symphony, which evokes many of the same themes, Mahler's sadness so engulfs him that he seems disoriented, an idea reinforced by a mini-scherzo. Existential angst continues, interspersed with occasional notes of playfulness but these too are tinged with sadness and doubt, as though Mahler was asking "why must I die?"; or “why has she abandoned me?” A hint of serenity gives way to a burst of noisy energy, as the hero continues to struggle internally. Alma returns to soothe him but soon the minor key of doubt creeps back. Never one for a brief good-bye, Mahler continues in this vein throughout the remainder of this tragically incomplete work. Perhaps Mahler’s marital difficulties explain the work’s genesis, and why he did not complete it. “In 1910, other fears were coming true for Mahler. His wife Alma had had an affair with the architect Walter Gropius, who mistakenly sent a letter intended for Alma to ‘Herr Direktor Mahler.’ The letter, in which Gropius begged Alma to leave her husband, precipitated a marital crisis . . . Mahler covered the pages of its manuscript with tortured outcries – ‘Madness, seize me, the accursed! Negate me, so I forget that I exist, that I may cease to be!’, or ‘To live for you! To die for you!’, and even the dedication of the love song at the heart of the Symphony’s finale to his wife, using an affectionate form of her name, 'Almschi!'” In this work, Mahler continues to struggle with life and meaning, as he had in his Symphony No. 9, only now he also faces losing the love of his life. Bernstein in 1991, Rattle in 2000 (this link contains Deryk Cooke’s completion of the symphony), Tilson Thomas in 2008, Gielen in 2010, and Boulez in 2010, have conducted excellent performances.

Anton Webern‘s music is practically a study in ambiguity, extending Schoenberg’s twelve-tone system. “Webern is best known for breaking with tonality and for creating serial composition. His innovations were formative in the musical technique which later became known as total serialism.” His music “is typified by very spartan textures, in which every note can be clearly heard; carefully chosen timbres, often resulting in very detailed instructions to the performers and use of extended instrumental techniques (flutter tonguing, col legno, and so on); wide-ranging melodic lines, often with leaps greater than an octave; and brevity . . .” “After his death, young composers of the Darmstadt circle recognized Webern’s work as groundbreaking for their integral serialism.” For most listeners, however, his music remains not mysterious a mystery. Here is a playlist of his works.

Other works:

Albums:

Compositions from the dark side:

Music: songs and other short pieces

Visual Arts

Awareness of place: a perspective on humility and another

Film and Stage

This Is Our Story

A religion of values and Ethics, driven by love and compassion, informed by science and reason.

PART ONE: OUR STORY

First ingredient: Distinctions. What is the core and essence of being human? What is contentment, or kindliness, or Love? What is gentleness, or service, or enthusiasm, or courage? If you follow the links, you see at a glance what these concepts mean.

PART TWO: ANALYSIS

This site would be incomplete without an analytical framework. After you have digested a few of the examples, feel free to explore the ideas behind the model. I would be remiss if I did not give credit to my inspiration for this work: the Human Faith Project of Calvin Chatlos, M.D. His demonstration of a model for Human Faith began my exploration of this subject matter.

A RELIGION OF VALUES

A baby first begins to learn about the world by experiencing it. A room may be warm or cool. The baby learns that distinction. As a toddler, the child may strike her head with a rag doll, and see that it is soft; then strike her head with a wooden block, and see that it is hard. Love is a distinction: she loves me, or she doesn’t love me. This is true of every human value:

justice, humility, wisdom, courage . . . every single one of them.

This site is dedicated to exploring those distinctions. It is based on a model of values that you can read about on the “About” page. However, the best way to learn about what is in here is the same as the baby’s way of learning about the world: open the pages, and see what happens.

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Octavio Ocampo, Forever Always

Jacek Yerka, House over the Waterfall

Norman Rockwell, Carefree Days Ahead

WHAT YOU WILL SEE HERE

When you open tiostest.wpengine.com, you will see a human value identified at the top of the page. The value changes daily. These values are designed to follow the seasons of the year.

You will also see an overview of the value, or subject for the day, and then two columns of materials.

The left-side column presents true narratives, which include biographies, memoirs, histories, documentary films and the like; and also technical and analytical writings.

The right-side columns presents the work of the human imagination: fictional novels and stories, music, visual art, poetry and fictional film.

Each entry is presented to help identify the value. Open some of the links and experience our human story, again. It belongs to us all, and each of us is a part of it.

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