It's been a rainy Sunday filled with reading Albert Einstein's "Ideas and
Opinions" off and on for the last 12 hours. It's quite dense, so its
warranted several breaks, and after a 30 page essay called "Physics
and Reality", I think it's time for me to put it down and save the
last 50 pages of the book for tomorrow morning.
That will, however, preclude me from starting a new book tomorrow,
since I have a rule not to start a new book on the same day that I
finish one. Then again, that's probably a good thing after this
material, and I have a chance to work on my French and guitar. Ho
hum, such are the conflicts of my life..
Anyway, the book has been quite dense, nearly as much so as Aldous
Huxley is with his essays, and once I started to understand the man a
bit, I've come to like it quite a bit. One of the basic themes
throughout is that no field of study, science especially, is worthy of
itself on its own; it must always be fortified with moral substance.
I.e. the ends are not the work or the discoveries to me made, but
humanity itself and the realization of the essence of each individual,
in spite of the societal influences around them.
On one hand, this seems like the obvious cliche that has pervaded our
generation: that we must be our own independent, unique selves. But,
it seems, on the other hand, that the familiarity of the that concept
concept tends to disregard the subtleties of the rest: that the
realization of the individual is for the purpose of bettering humanity
because, regardless of the evidence to the contrary, it is known to
improve given the right circumstances, even if very gradually and over
a long period of time (the progress of natural and social sciences in
any of the last 4 centuries is testimony to this).
Second, in our day and age, it is rarely, if ever, stated that any
science is done with any moral or ethical or considerations in mind.
This is worthy of a long essay in itself, but suffice to say
the last century's great philosophers, physicists, psychologists and
spiritual leaders all seem to emphatically express this moral
consideration as a necessity for any reasonable intellectual endeavor
that is going to be successful and useful for humanitarian ends, which
is, according to them, the only type of endeavor that brings peace of
mind (and/or enlightenment and/or happiness) to the individual and to
society as a whole.
Why does this matter? Because I have been discouraged for years about
the selfish nature of the world we live in. Must I retain the
childlike qualities of selfishness and ignorance (while abandoning the
equally-childlike curiosity and spontaneity) in order to succeed? The
answer that these great men all say is a hearty and resounding "No!"
In order to do great things, I must hold on to those things that I
value most (curiosity and spontaneity) and not be persuaded by any of
the mis-guided masses. To make a long story short, I was right all of
these years, and I've finally found enough proof to fully realize my
trouble-making and rabble-rousing potential.