I’ve gotten closure on so much, the past few weeks of processing notes. I’m ready to begin a new era of writing life.
Meanwhile, I’ve closed out summer commenting on current events, via NYTimes especially.
And today, I posted a major statement on why Heidegger is not “antijudaic” (link below). It’s prefaced on my gedavis.com home page with an assertion of jadedness:
I’m sick of young scholars who do bad faith readings of snippets of Heidegger notes, thus creating “Heidegger” fictions that, I guess, serve their careers. I don’t want to give attention to that.
The aura of scandal is more appealing to the general public (and academic public) than the tedium of careful reading.
So, there.
We humans can be such strange beings. It’s almost chilling to realize that the following was inconceivable, the middle of the last century:
Neuroscientists have recently employed the biotechnology of turning mature human cells back to stem cells (skin-to-stem, in the case at hand), in order to grow new brain cells in lab dishes to become self-replicating human brain cell groups; and the fresh cell groups eventually evince neural fields. The groups grow, the neural fields strengthen. Researchers gain large enough instances of neural-fielding brain tissue that they can simulate Alzheimer’s, then test it with potential medicines. Or hook neural groups to a robot that moves in accord with the neural waves of cell groups.
One researcher has sent a box of the beings into space (via the International Space Station) to observe (with little cameras in the box) the effect of zero gravity on neural group reproduction—testing epigenesis in weightlessness.
Since the last update note (July 13), two more postings, below.
I finished organizing a large volume of notes that I believed would be closure prior to appropriating lots of biblolographical items into it all. But I decided to go back through seven years of notes that hadn’t been part
of the recent organizing, and that’s going to fill some more weeks. So,
I guess I won’t have new material for cohering.net until mid-September.
Yet, I want you to know that there are dimensions of the Work that likely no one knows—like the “summer 2017 project”—all of which won’t be drawn together until later, anticipating Your Arrival, as if to a muse ultimately.
Dear Absolute Others on other planets, wherever you are,
We’re having fun with being.
Thanks for nothing. Please text.
Best wishes for Your ultimate playing.
