Perry's excellent dialogue makes a complicated topic stimulating and accessible without any sacrifice of scholarly accuracy or thoroughness. Professionals will appreciate the work's command of the issues and depth of argument, while students will find that it excites interest and imagination. --David M. Rosenthal, CUNY, Lehman College
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John R. Perry (born 1943) is Henry Waldgrave Stuart Professor of Philosophy at Stanford University and Distinguished Professor of Philosophy at the University of California, Riverside. He has made significant contributions to areas of philosophy, including logic, philosophy of language, metaphysics, and philosophy of mind. He is known primarily for his work on situation semantics (together with Jon Barwise), reflexivity, indexicality, and self-knowledge.
- میلر: دِیو، دیگر دیر شده است؛ محاوره/دیالوگ قالبی فلسفی است؛ شاید اصلا قالبِ فلسفه است.
0- مسئلۀ هویت و شخصیت از مسائل اساسیِ فلسفه است. همین که من کیستم؟ اونی که دیروز بهش میگفتم «من» آیا امروز هم همان است؟ پیوستگیِ این «من» یعنی چه؟ و کلی سوال بغرنج دیگه. این محاوره و دیالوگ نیز به این موضوع اختصاص دارد. به بیانی، اینجا مقالۀ فلسفی داریم که با میزانسنِ گفتوگو بین سه شخصیت تلاش میکند به تنقیح و بررسی این مسئلۀ هویت بپردازد. یکی از شخصیتها [وایروب] درحال مرگ است و از دوستانش میخواهد توجیهاش کنند که پس از مرگ خواهد ماند، یعنی این منی که هست بماند و جاودانگی را برایش شرح بدهند.
1- شفافیت استدلالهای کتاب و چندصدایی بودن (یک فرد باورمندِ مسیحی، یک شکاکِ استاد دانشگاه و یک دانشجوی همان استاد) باعث میشود با متنی عالی برای آشنایی با مباحثۀ فلسفی آشنا باشیم. برای همین است که این متن به عنوان متن آموزشی در ابتدای راه در دانشگاهها مورد استفاده است. البته باید قدمرو با کتاب پیش رفت و نباید مانند من با سرعت کتاب را خواند؛ باید با چند نفر خواند کتاب را، یک نفر راهور باشد و قدم به قدم همانطور که شخصیتها در کتاب بحث میکنند به دیالوگ با هم سعی کنیم دیالوگ کنیم تا کتاب را بفهمیم.
2- بیشترین چیزی که از کتاب برداشتم، همین بازگشت به فرم و قالبِ دیالوگ در نگارش فلسفی بود. اصلا همین مورد که مدیوم و فرم ارائۀ متن فلسفی چیست بسیار میتواند مهم باشد. اولین بار با تاکید دکتر معینی علمداری و اشارهای که کارهای اریک هولاک داشت اهمیت فرمِ فلسفهورزی برایم جذاب شد. خیلی ساده در رُستگاه و آغاز فلسفه، سقراط دیالوگِ شفاهی داشت، پس از آن افلاطون دیالوگ را مکتوب کرد و ارسطو فلسفه را به بندِ جوهر درآورد و دیگر محاوره و دیالوگ را رها کرد، استدلالورزیِ دیالوگپایه را رها کرد. یعنی از دیالوگِ شفاهی رسیدیم به دیالوگِ مکتوب و پس از آن دیالوگ رها شد. این کتاب که به صورت محاوره نوشته شده است یادآور این سنتِ تاریخی در فلسفه است (البته در همان حوالیِ عصر روشنگری حتی آثار برخی فیزیکدانها به صورت دیالوگ نگارش میشده است، یعنی لزوما اینگونه نبوده است که کلا محاوره از دایره خارج شود، بلکه صحبت از روندِ کلیِ نگارشِ علمی و اندیشگی است). رضا داوری اردکانی نیز در «فلسفه، سیاست و خشونت» همین قالبِ دیالوگ را پیش گرفته است (هنوز این اثر را نخوانده ام) ولی به صورت کلی همین قالب، تاثیری جدی روی محتوای بحث دارد؛ یعنی شاید بتوان ادعا کرد که فرم خنثی نیست. خیلی ساده، همین که برای نگارش یه دیالوگ خوب باید به چند صدایی توجه کرد باعث میشود سخت باشد که محاورهای نوشته شود که در آن به سان دادگاه مردمانی مجرم و نادان به بند کشیده شود، بلکه محاوره به ذات خود اشخاصی هم کف و اندازه (Peer) را به مقابل هم قرار میدهد تا به یک مسئلۀ واحد بپردازند. البته همین تشخیص که «آیا واقعا در مورد یک مسئلۀ واحد دیالوگ میکنیم»، خود مسئلهای اساسی است. البته این مورد که در محاوره و دیالوگ باید چندصدایی داشته باشیم و این چندصدایی جلوی جزمِ فلسفی را میگیرد بدین معنا نیست که در اثر صدای غالب نداشته باشیم، اما این صدای غالب در این قالبِ فسفهورزی همواره هماوردهایی برای خود متصور میداند و بدین علت است که کرنش عاقلانهترین تصمیم ممکن در این شرایط است. علاوه بر اریک هولاک (1957)، اشتاینر در The tyrant's writ(1994) به همین مسئلۀ اهمیت مدیوم در فلسفهپردازی پرداخته است. البته باید توجه داشت، منظور از دیالوگ در اینجا، واقعا همین دیالوگ به معنای تبادل جمله میان دو یا چند نفر است و نه دیالوگ به معنای استعاری کلمه. یعنی منظور بینامتنیت و این مورد نیست که همواره افراد و متون مختلف در صحبتِ صریح یا ضمنی با یکدیگرند، بلکه دقیقا منظور همان دیالوگی است که در ادبیات و نمایش سراغش را داریم.
3- اصلا همین مسئلۀ دیالوگ شاید توجیهی قوی باشد برای اینکه فیلسوف جماعت رو دعوت کنیم به جهان هنر و خواندن متون هنری و مشخصا نمایشنامه.
4- در مجموع کتاب بسیار خوبی بود و اگر مسئلۀ کتاب مسئلۀ شماست و دوست دارید متنی بخوانید که برایتان چالشبرانگیز باشد و شما را به فکر و فلسفهورزی اجبار کند، بسیار انتخاب خوبی خواهد بود. ترجمۀ کاوه لاجوردی هم قند و نبات است. اصلا واقعا روان و درست و دقیق بود. البته باید متن رو تطبیقی با متن اصلی مقایسه کرد که داوری نهایی رو انجام داد (داوریِ ترجمۀ فلسفی هم کار هر بیسروپایی مثلِ متن نیست) ولی همین متنِ تمیز فارسی که روبروی من بود بسیار عالی بود. کلا دقت لاجوردی در ترجمه زبانزد است.
در آخر محاروه، وایروب (استاد دانشگاه) که دنبال تسکینی بود که آیا «من» خواهم ماند و پس از مرگ منی وجود خواهد داشت یا نه، با جهانی شکاکیت و پرسش، رفت. - میلر: دِیو، دیگر دیر شده است [وایروب رفت].
کتابی راجع به هویت و جاودانگی انسان، میدونم که از اسمش معلومه، ولی توضیح دیگه ای نمیشه بابتش داد. کتابیه که متنِ سختی نداره و تمامِ گفته ها و نظریه هایی که مطرح میشه در قالبِ یه گفتگو مطرح میشه و با اینکه نظریه های سنگینی شاید باشند، اما با روانترین نثر نوشته شده و کاملا همه چیز برای آدم جا میفته. پی به نظرم که به دردِ کسانی که تازه کار هستند توی فلسفه هم میخوره و خیلی هم مفیده.
کتابی که یادت میده به همه چی فکر کنی، زیاد هم فکر کنی. کتابی که یادت میده برای هر شرایطی که میبینی، چالش درست کنی. از هر وری که امکانش هست قضیه رو بررسی کنی. خودت رو بالا و پایین کنی. هر چیزی که گفته میشه رو صرفا چون فلانی گفته و تا حالا اینجوری بوده، نپذیری.
این کتاب رو انقدر دوست داشتم که خیلی بواش خواندمش. وسط خواندنم هم هی کتاب رو میبستم به این فکر میکردم که جوابِ این سوال رو من چی میدم؟ من اگه جای وایروب بودم قانع میشدم با این جواب؟ الان که به اینجا رسید بحثمون من باشم چه چالشی میتونم واسه ی فکر کردن بهش پیدا کنم. خلاصه که لذت بردم بسیار زیاد.
کتاب را هدیه گرفتم. فروردین ۹۷. تا امروز تقریبا سه بار کتاب را خواندهام. فارسی روان و ترجمه دقیق (متن انگلیسی را هم دیدهام) جذابیت اول کتاب است. بار اول کتاب را سخت خواندم، هر شب نهایتا دو صفحه، در پایان شب دوم از دست گرچن حرص خوردم که چرا به هیچ صراطی مستقیم نیست. سالهاست این آرزو را با خودم حمل میکنم که دو نفر از مُردگان این سالها را دستکم یک بار دیگر آنطور که در زمان زنده بودنشان دیده بودم ببینم. کتاب اول از همه برایم روشن کرد که اساسا چنین آرزویی دارم و بعد بارها سرسختانه آن را به چالش کشید. دفعه دوم و سوم در یک ماه اخیر کتاب را خواندهام زمانی که دوستی درگیر یک عمل مغز بسیار جدی بود. بارها خودم را جای گرچن گذاشتم و سعی کردم تصمیم بگیرم و همه آن بارها نتوانستم تصمیم بگیرم.
«گمان میکنم هیچ انگیزهای به من داده نشده تا واضحترین و سرراستترین نظر در این موضوعات را رها کنم. من یک بدن زنده هستم، و وقتی که این بدن بمیرد، وجود من در پایان راه خواهد بود»
After stuffing my face with home-made renditions of cheesy gordita crunch tacos and mulled wine at a friend’s place, I got a ride to a GO station and we were discussing Hegel, Kierkegaard, and Marx, when my friend grabbed a book lying on his back seat and said I should read it. It was this book, and I did read it, mostly in a shopping mall where my parents go to get their winter exercise, haha. While there, it was one of the very few times someone inquired about a book I was reading. Apparently, my friends have much more appealing taste in books than I do. No one ever asks about the books I choose for myself to read.
Anyways, John Perry wrote this on a Guggenheim fellowship while on sabbatical from his teaching duties at Stanford, where he was a philosophy professor at the time. I don’t read a lot of stuff related to analytic philosophy or metaphysics, but this was an interesting read for me because it touched on a number of things I was thinking a lot about two Advents ago after my grandfather died. A lot of this review will simply be a repetition of stuff I directly discussed in an essay I wrote at the time, the first of which being what Bertrand Russell famously asserted in his essay “Why I Am Not a Christian”, establishing two basic tenets which he thought essential for identifying who counted as a Christian: (1) a belief in God and (2) a belief in immortality. You can decide after reading this review, whether I meet Russell’s criteria.
I should also point out this book makes fairly appropriate Advent reading on two accounts. Firstly, the issue of “immortality” is an eschatological question, which is traditionally a theme of Advent, as this liturgical season is about the anticipation of the Kindom of God’s arrival. I learnt all this from a Polkinghorne book which I will discuss below. Secondly, the questions of identity which come up in this book are very relevant to theological questions concerning Christ’s identity as both human and divine, and what it would take philosophically for that paradox to be at all meaningful (that is meaningful within a framework of analytical philosophy).
Anyways, when Mary Oliver was asked about what she thought about life after death on the radio show “On Being”, she appealed to the materialist idea of Lucretius, saying that everything is a little energy and the parts out of which we are made do not go away, such that flowers will bloom out of the soil in which we bury the dead. She insisted that this is a continuance of sorts. Oliver said she wasn’t sure if angels and golden roads would be involved in this whole affair as well, even still that beautiful naturalist idea of resurrection is the least we can expect from our passing, and that’s still pretty wonderful.
The philosophy professor Gretchen Weirob, a dying patient in this dialogue by John Perry, would not have patience for Mary Oliver and, more generally, a poet’s plasticity with language, although I think she would do well to savour Laozi’s version of “returning to roots”:
“I am at rest to watch their return. The heavenly Way is flourishing; Each thing returns to its roots.”
Anyways, Weirob says to her friend Sam Miller (a college chaplain):
“I have no doubts that I shall merge with being; plants will take root in my remains, and the chemicals that I am will continue to make their contribution to life. I am enough of an ecologist to be comforted. But survival, if it is anything, must offer comforts of a different sort, the comforts of anticipation... And the only relation that supports anticipation and memory in this way, is simply identity... So don’t give me merger with being or some such nonsense. Give me identity, or let’s talk about baseball or fishing—but I’m sorry to get so emotional. I react strongly when words which mean one thing are used for another... It’s such a sham!”
I am more more sympathetic to the poetic than the analytical, but sometimes it does one some good to wander down the analytic path. So what does immortality require for Weirob? Certainly some sense of continuity of consciousness seems necessary for her. Roberto Unger when discussing death in his book “The Religion of the Future” says as much:
“Continuity of consciousness, embodied in an individual human organism, is what we mean by a self. The experience of selfhood is the experience of consciousness associated with the fate of the body and persistent over time, until the body fails and dissolves.”
The whole time the dialogue between Weirob and Miller was unfolding I was thinking of the physicist and priest John Polkinghorne’s book “Living With Hope” which I read two Advents ago. It discusses the sort of continuity required for some sort of life after death to be imaginable. Before going into that I should point out that in the first Weirob quote, she uses the word “survival”, and she will continue to use it on a number of occasions throughout the dialogue — a reference to the Socratic “survival of the soul”. This is precisely the notion of the afterlife that Polkinghorne is trying to distinguish the Christian resurrection from.
Polkinghorne believes that Socrates stoically confronting his death by hemlock relies on this notion of a “survival of the soul” which is in fact a repression of death and not a true confrontation. Polkinghorne suggests that the manic response of Jesus before his crucifixion is in fact the true confrontation with death, because Christ does not imagine the survival of his soul as something distinct from his body which will be destroyed. Instead, the body and soul, as neuroscience anachronistically suggests, are deeply entangled in an inseparable unitary whole. Therefore it is the destruction of both body and soul that Christ mourns in Gethsemane, and it is only by way of death’s assertive finality, that resurrection makes any sense and garners such a miraculous place in Christian theology. It is almost a Kierkegaardian leap of faith, because death is such a final end, as is the heat death of the universe as Polkinghorne points out, it seems absurd that something as small as a human body would be resurrected after the complete dissolution of the cosmos.
Polkinghorne then points out how the body is constantly cycling through particles, atoms, molecules such that it is not inconceivable that in one’s older years, not a single atom remains in one’s body that would have been there when one was a child. Therefore, Polkinghorne argues that continuity cannot be located in the physical matter and the individual components of matter that constitutes us, but rather in some ‘pattern’ which constitutes our identity. This notion of ‘pattern’ unbeknownst to me was in fact an idea that goes at least as far back as Locke as I learned in this dialogue by John Perry. Miller, the chaplain in the dialogue, returns a second night to Weirob’s bedside after reading up on Locke, and presents this case to Weirob.
Miller expresses continuity of a body’s ‘pattern’ as analogous to a river, in that it is always different water that is in the river, yet it retains a particular form or ‘pattern’. And what connects one part of river to another very distinct segment of the same river, is some type of causal continuity, just like our body through time. However, there remains the question regarding how an event as discontinuous as death could allow for an afterlife.
Polkinghorne proposed the precious idea that humans are too wonderfully crafted products of evolutionary processes exhibiting the wonderful creativity of God, that God could not forget the precious patterns of human beings She so carefully crafted, and therefore would one day resurrect human beings somehow after the heat death of the universe. Until then, we are kept in the memory or mind of God. That is one notion of ‘merger with Being’ that Weirob and Miller are quite distasteful of. Death as a return to the memory of God is the language Kahlil Gibran actually uses to describe what happens after death.
Polkinghorne emphasizes bodily continuity, I suppose because resurrection is a significant Christian tenet, and he does not agree with the Cartesian split between mind and body. However, one hypothetically could still appeal to a transfer of ‘mind’ or brain to another body or host (like a computer lol), especially in the growing domain of artificial intelligence, which I find a somewhat neurotic endeavour.
This relies on the notion that identity can be constituted by some continuity of memory. This idea is also dismantled within the dialogues, as it was in John Locke’s essay/chapter “Of Identity and Diversity”. Weirob’s first argument in the dialogue is basically that deluded people could think they are some famous historical person and have their memories, but not in fact be those famous people (like when someone believes they're Joan of Arc or something). I think this raises a broader issue that memory is notoriously unreliable, as is our access to memory.
Speaking of how fallible human memory is, the editorial grooming of the book was hilariously equally as fallible. I believe the editor of this book was wagering on John Perry turning in a spotless manuscript, because it seems like no one proofread the manuscript before it went to print. There are countless typos throughout. If we think of written documents like books as a form of memory, we would do well to note how this book is a perfect example of how fallible memory can be, even starting from the point of transcription.
There was a fantastic episode of Radiolab that talked about how each act of memory was in many ways an act of imagination. We must ‘imagine’ some past moment each time we recall the past, constructing what amounts to a stage, and often filling in the blanks with extraneous details that might be convenient to our own purposes and pleasure. However, often times memory is not about being factually correct as much as it is about crafting narratives and dealing with trauma.
I met an artist named Eduardo Martinez at an OCAD grad show who had a fantastic installation that explored the traumatic memories of colonialism in the Dominican Republic. I was asking if he was reading anything at the time he made that installation and he mentioned a neuroscientist named Daniela Schiller whose research was about how we can use imagination to deal with traumatic memories, and I think that gets at a lot of what is occurring in biblical narratives. Walter Brueggemann is a fantastic expositor of this sort of theology.
The second argument Weirob uses to dismantle the memory-based notion of identity is the “duplication” argument. If someone can perfectly duplicate your brain shortly before you die and transpose it into another body (on this or another side of eternity lol), will that brain still be you. It seems like the reasonable answer would be yes, you would have all your memories, and could continue living and experiencing everything. However, what if they made multiple duplicates of your brain. Would only one of those be you, or would they all be you at the same time, or would none of them be you. You have basically split into multiple people. This is a divided self, not in the psychoanalytic sense, but in a spatiotemporal sense.
This idea of memory and identity was explored brilliantly in Atwood’s “Alias Grace”, which came out around the same time of Ian Hacking’s book “Rewriting the Soul” where he wrote:
“My chief topic, toward the end of the book, will become the way in which a new science, a purported knowledge of memory, quite self-consciously was created in order to secularize the soul. Science had hitherto been excluded from study of the soul itself. The new sciences of memory came into being in order to conquer that resilient core of Western thought and practice... But we have learned how to replace the soul with knowledge, with science. Hence spiritual battles are fought, not on the explicit ground of the soul, but on the terrain of memory, where we suppose that there is such a thing as knowledge to be had."
Hacking’s book was about the medical history of multiple personality disorder, which was at the heart of Alias Grace. This notion of the divided self and multiple identities is in fact at the heart of analytic debates over Christology, very much at the heart of theological themes related to Christmas. I have been reading John Hick’s book “The Metaphor of God Incarnate: Christology in a Pluralistic Age”, and it spends a chapter on one attempt to solve the philosophical quandary of Christ being fully God and fully human using what is sometimes called ‘two-minds theory’ (it was one of the most boring things I’ve ever read, and why I generally avoid analytic philosophy and its theological counterpart like the plague).
But I think a more interesting angle on this question comes through in what Hacking and Atwood do with the subject. Lacan has stated that the unconscious presents a problem for ethics and individual responsibility. The anomalies of memory, identity, and the brain are maybe part of the reason why death and the afterlife are of such deep interest to so many people. Anyways, this dialogue by John Perry had me thinking through a lot of things. Fairly good Advent reading.
Since this is a philosophical text, it brings up a lot of interesting concepts about life after death and what comprises someone's personality. I wanted to focus on two of these concepts for my review: body-swapping and brain transplants. The body-swapping conversation arises when main character Gretchen Weirob asks one of her friends, Sam Miller, how he knows he's talking to her and not someone else in her body. In an odd analogy, she contrasts people's souls with candies; you can bite into a candy to determine its flavor, but you can't use your five senses to determine whose soul you're dealing with. Miller responds by saying you can observe someone's personality traits to learn who you're talking to.
As for the brain transplant conversation, that occurs near the end of the story, when the dying Gretchen refuses an opportunity to put her brain inside a new body. She worries that the survivor of the operation will not be her. She also criticizes how the Supreme Court ruled on a similar case:
"If I were correct, in the first place, to anticipate having the sensations and thoughts that the survivor is to have the next day, the decision of nine old men a thousand or so miles away wouldn't make me wrong. And if I was wrong to so anticipate, their decision couldn't make me right."
This book is only 50 pages long, but it contains plenty of entertaining philosophical ideas - not to mention Gretchen's wit.
Fantastic little booklet. I first read this in my first year studying philosophy at undergrad many many years ago and re-read it after finishing the rather unsatisfactory Veronica Decides To Die by Paulo Coelho. Perry’s book covers similar ground but is more succinct, explicit, and thought provoking, in my opinion. Dense, though. Not a casual read although not strictly academic either.
I do not know why I read this, or how I found it. It has some interesting concepts, but I am confused as to why it is written as a dialog and do not have a large enough brain to understand all of it.
Accessible, clear, and fun to read. Dialogues are an enjoyable way to introduce philosophically complex subjects to persons that have no background in philosophy.
This simple book indirectly suggests why most people find philosophy pointless. It reminded me of the opening pages of the Jewish Talmud: does extension discussion over when the day starts genuinely matter?
In this case, the last paragraph shows how the discussion on identity in life after death creates a "closed" problem; if you want to believe, find joy in the possible outcomes instead. Now that resonates.
Professor Perry wrote this small work after/during a sabbatical. Not enough. I read it when it was initially published; since he uses some references to Bernard Williams.
Focusing on what Personal Identity means and its relation to Group Identity Politics would be particularly useful today.
A very short but thought-provoking analysis of what it means for you to be you. I always find that conversations around death and the potential of continued existence always necessarily ask how you know you are you from moment to moment while being alive.
I found especially the second night in this dialogue to be of interest, where they began to define what it could mean for a continued and identifiable personal identity to exist beyond and independent of the body without mention of a soul. Reminded me of my thoughts on how to do theology without literal souls.
Besides the editing issues (shame on the editor) this is a great format for presenting the arguments. Of course when set beside a Platonic dialogue there is no comparison but style and theatrics are not its focus. It certainly shows the silly position of those pure materialists but I’m surprised philosophy hasn’t seen through the fallacy of the materialist position yet - maybe it has since this was writen (1978)
An excellent introduction to the modern debate on personal identity, clearly and cleverly communicates the basic thrust of many different arguments over the centuries in a way that your average introductory student will understand. My one concern is that students who start off with a soul view of personal identity will be put off by the main proponent of the view being made out as something of a buffoon.
An entertaining read that dives into the details of what it might mean for the continuation of personal identity and what it could mean to survive the death of one's body. Offers a variety of arguments and counter-arguments and is easy to follow the logic of all characters involved.
I find that for me philosophical texts written in dialogue form are much easier to read and more engaging than conventional texts. This dialogue is well written and covers one of my favourite topics in philosophy. I just wish it were not so very short.
When I am mortally injured in a motorcycle accident, please note that I would prefer not to argue about the nature of personal identity. Just bliss me out on morphine and let jesus take the wheel.