{"id":19166,"date":"2017-10-30T14:49:18","date_gmt":"2017-10-30T18:49:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/peterlevine.ws\/?p=19166"},"modified":"2024-08-19T14:36:52","modified_gmt":"2024-08-19T18:36:52","slug":"kieran-setiya-on-midlife-reviving-philosophy-as-a-way-of-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/peterlevine.ws\/?p=19166","title":{"rendered":"Kieran Setiya on midlife: reviving philosophy as a way of life"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I read Kieran Setiya\u2019s <a href=\"https:\/\/press.princeton.edu\/titles\/11093.html\"><em>Midlife<\/em><\/a> (Princeton, 2017) not only because I have that condition and <a href=\"http:\/\/peterlevine.ws\/?p=18988\">am sometimes troubled by its complaints<\/a>, but also because I appreciate the style of thought that Pierre Hadot named \u201c<a href=\"http:\/\/life\">philosophy as a way of life<\/a>.\u201d Practitioners of this style acknowledge that it is important to develop and test arguments. The philosophical life is one of critical reason. However, arguments should have a purpose: to improve a life. And we must remember that people are habitual and affective creatures. Therefore, arguments\u2014no matter how valid and rigorous\u2014will not change us. We also need practices or mental disciplines to accompany our arguments. But a mental habit or practice can lead us away from the findings of our critical reason. We may train ourselves to be foolish or selfish. So we need habits that are at least consistent with the best arguments, and, ideally, habits that actually include argumentation.<\/p>\n<p>That is exactly the combination offered by the Hellenistic Schools (Stoicism, Epicureanism, Skepticism) and by the classical Indian traditions. It has been relatively weak in the modern West. Setiya shows that it can be practiced today.<\/p>\n<p>He is a professional philosopher in the Anglophone, analytic tradition. A clue that he is trying something different in <em>Midlife<\/em> is the book\u2019s grammar. Setiya often writes in the second-person singular: \u201cYou should \u2026\u201d (as in \u201cYou should not prefer to rewind time, erase your son, and try again.\u201d) He also sometimes uses the first-person singular or plural: \u201cI wish \u2026\u201d; \u201cWe think \u2026\u201d Midlife reads like a conversation that reports Setiya\u2019s real efforts to combat his ennui in order to improve your life, too.<\/p>\n<p><em>Midlife<\/em> is almost free of jargon. But one person\u2019s jargon is another\u2019s helpful terminology, and Setiya makes occasional use of specialized words. His distinctive stylistic move is not his informal vocabulary but his shift to the second-person, which implies a stringent test that can be applied to each sentence and chapter: would an actual \u201cyou\u201d find this text useful?<\/p>\n<p>Another clue that Setiya is working in the tradition of philosophy as a way of life is that he recommends repeated practices, habits, or meditative exercises at the conclusion of each chapter. These are meant to turn the arguments of the chapter into therapies that might change our mental habits.<\/p>\n<p>Many of Setiya\u2019s recommendations are drawn from the history of ethics, not original to <em>Midlife<\/em>. Of course, that is fine; it is useful to review and revive others\u2019 points. But some of his arguments are novel, and I will mention two.<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p><em>Living in the Moment<\/em><\/p>\n<p>First, Setiya offers a helpful way to think about \u201cliving in the moment.\u201d His argument rests on a distinction between telic activities, which we conduct in order to accomplish them, and atelic activities, which we do for their own sake. \u201cCook[ing] dinner for your kids, help[ing] them finish their homework, and put[ting] them to bed\u201d are \u201ctelic activities through and through\u201d: aimed at their accomplishment. On the other hand, \u201cparenting is complete at every instant; it is a process not a project.\u201d You can be doing both at once.<\/p>\n<p>Some people recommend spending more time on purely atelic activities. Retire as soon as you can and play golf. Until then, take time for meditation or a weekly walk in the woods. Such advice is not necessarily practical\u2014or valuable, if it encourages you to lead a life that&#8217;s less valuable to the world.<\/p>\n<p>Other texts recommend viewing every activity as purely atelic. Notably, that is what Krishna teaches in the <em>Baghavad Gita<\/em>: \u201cMotive should never be in the fruits of action, \/ nor should you cling to inaction. \u2026 \/ Let go of clinging, and let fulfillment \/ and frustration be the same.\u201d The problem with that advice is that we <em>should<\/em> aim for good outcomes. It matters what we do, not only our stance toward it.<\/p>\n<p>Setiya\u2019s advice is to combine the telic with the atelic. Strive to get the kids to bed (and do that as well as you can), but also think of yourself as parenting. Attend meetings, write emails, and perform calculations all day, but also see yourself as leading a worthy life. This is an example of a meditative practice that incorporates argument, because it requires redescribing what we are doing in new terms.\u00a0It may, to quote Wordsworth, have &#8220;the power to make \/\u00a0Our noisy years seem moments in the being \/\u00a0Of the eternal Silence.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><em>Midlife as a Universal Human Circumstance<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Second, Setiya disagrees that \u201cmidlife\u201d is a stage that we encounter between the ages of (say) 40 and 60\u2014probably most frequently in affluent societies, where some people have the luxury of dreaming of sports cars. Rather, \u201cmidlife\u201d is any moment on the journey of our lives when we have already made consequential and irreversible choices, but when we also face a substantial stretch ahead. In that condition, we encounter specific temptations and troubles, such as regretting paths not taken or fearing that the future will basically be more of the same for a long time to come. These could be the thoughts of people who are 12 or 90, living anywhere in the world, at any level of wealth and freedom. They just tend to be more prominent for people in the middle decades of life who have ascended some way up Maslow\u2019s hierarchy of needs. Midlife is a universal circumstance, but its special discontents may not be the most salient for some people at some times.<\/p>\n<p>Setiya argues that midlife\u2019s challenges have been underplayed in the history of philosophy, because the main questions have been \u201cWhat should I do?\u201d (as in Kant) or \u201cWhat constitutes a good whole human life?\u201d (as in Aristotle). \u201cNeither the prospective question of what to do nor the external, retrospective question of the good human life captures the predicament of midlife\u201d when you must confront a \u201cmeaningful past and a meaningful future,\u201d when \u201cthe question is not simply what to do, but what you have done and what you have not done, what to feel and how to think of yourself.\u201d<\/p>\n<p><em>The Problem of Midlife in Joyce&#8217;s &#8220;The Dead&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p>It would take a longer argument and more evidence to make this point, but I believe that James Joyce\u2019s story \u201cThe Dead\u201d is a reflection on midlife in just the form that Setiya describes. It is about a character in midlife and also about an art form\u2014the written fictional narrative\u2014that faces a midlife crisis of its own. It\u2019s safe to say \u201cThe Dead\u201d is a greater work than Setiya\u2019s <em>Midlife<\/em>. But there are ways in which I prefer the latter.<\/p>\n<p>Starting with Joyce&#8217;s own brother, Stanislaus, many readers have remarked that &#8220;The Dead&#8221; reads like a ghost story, conveying an uncanny sense that the characters are literally dead already. When the protagonist, Gabriel, first speaks, it&#8217;s to note that his wife &#8220;takes three <em>mortal<\/em> hours to dress herself,&#8221; and his aunts reply that &#8220;she must be <em>perished<\/em> alive.&#8221; He&#8217;s already lightly coated with the snow that will <em>bury<\/em> everything. Language of death or living death echoes throughout.<\/p>\n<p>An exception might be the vivacious nationalist teacher Molly Ivors, who leaves the Christmas party without any explanation and seems to have an unpredictable life still ahead of her. She could be fleeing a party of the undead.<\/p>\n<p>Instead of reading &#8220;The Dead&#8221; as a ghost story, I&#8217;d suggest that its characters have come to see their lives as complete. That is a frame of mind that any adult can adopt while entirely alive, but it is a deathly one. Right at the beginning of <em>Midlife<\/em>, Setiya quotes the article that coined that word, Elliott Jaques&#8217; \u201cDeath and the Mid-Life Crisis\u201d (1965): \u201cNow suddenly I have reached the crest of the hill, and there stretching ahead is the downward slope with the end of the road in sight\u2014far enough away it\u2019s true\u2014but there is death observably present at the end.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>In \u201cThe Dead,\u201d the monks of Mount Melleray sleep in their coffins, Aunt Mary Jane explains, &#8220;to remind them of their last end.&#8221; All the other characters, too, have lives that can be summarized and declared complete. Aunt Julia had a great voice three decades before but no great career, in part because of gender discrimination in the church. Gabriel reflects, &#8220;Poor Aunt Julia! She, too, would soon be a shade. &#8230; He had caught that haggard look upon her face for a moment when she was singing Arrayed for the Bridal. [She never took the path of marriage herself\u2014surely a regret.] Soon, perhaps, he would be sitting in that same drawing-room, dressed in black, his silk hat on his knees. The blinds would be drawn down and Aunt Kate would be sitting beside him, crying and blowing her nose and telling him how Julia had died.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Gabriel is called a \u201cyoung man,\u201d but midlife can happen at any age. In fact, Joyce was also young when he wrote \u201cThe Dead.\u201d James Ellman writes, &#8220;That Joyce at the age of twenty-five and -six should have written this story should not seem odd. Young writers reach their greatest eloquence in dwelling upon the horrors of middle age and what follows it&#8221; (<em>James Joyce<\/em>, p. 253).<\/p>\n<p>Certainly, Gabriel is dissatisfied with who he is, regretful of certain paths not taken (particularly paths involving Molly), yet skeptical that he can become anything different. These are pitfalls of midlife.<\/p>\n<p>Gabriel does look a little way forward: specifically, to a night in a hotel room with his wife after the party, free from their children. He explicitly and lustfully imagines that immediate future. But his foresight is flawed. Gretta is simultaneously lamenting the story that her life might have taken, had not her youthful suitor Michael Furey tragically died before she met and settled for Gabriel. In this combination of a man who thinks his life is all but done and a woman who mourns for a different existence\u2014neither one understanding the other\u2014we have a dark picture of midlife in just the form that Setiya analyzes it.<\/p>\n<p><em>Joyce and the Midlife Crisis of Literature<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;The Dead&#8221; is a fitting coda to the collection of <em>Dubliners<\/em>, whose stories are arranged in a rough sequence from childhood to the end of life. The story is also an apt conclusion to a whole tradition of English literature, which Joyce sees as complete and without a future&#8211;except that it is possible to reflect beautifully on what literature has been, which is a <a href=\"http:\/\/peterlevine.ws\/?p=4175\">task<\/a> of <em>Ulysses<\/em>. In short, &#8220;The Dead&#8221; is a story about lives seen from the perspective of their ends, and it&#8217;s also a story about the end of stories.<\/p>\n<p>One might certainly disagree that literature ended around 1900\u2014haven\u2019t some good books been written since then?\u2014but Modernists <em>thought<\/em> it was dying, and several Modernists (in addition to Joyce) <a href=\"http:\/\/peterlevine.ws\/?p=4438\">tried to make art about its conclusion<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p>For instance, Walter Benjamin wrote in &#8220;The Storyteller&#8221; (1936, translated by Harry Zohn], &#8220;The art of storytelling is reaching its end.&#8221; Developments of the modern era, Benjamin thought, have &#8220;quite gradually removed narrative from the realm of living speech and at the same time [made] it possible to see new beauty in what is vanishing&#8221; [iv]. &#8220;The Dead&#8221; finds a new kind of beauty in the passing world that it describes and in the literary tradition that it culminates.<\/p>\n<p>Benjamin distinguishes between a traditional \u201cstory\u201d (oral, concise, meant to inform and motivate a live audience) and a \u201cnovel,\u201d which is a fictional world created in polished writing by an individual author for a solitary reader. One difference is that a story invites the listeners to continue it, to invent a sequel or to reply with another episode, as we might by imagining what happens to Ms. Ivors. In that sense, she is a character in what Benjamin would call a \u201cstory\u201d (and she must leave the novelistic space of &#8220;The Dead.&#8221;) A novel, in contrast, is closed because it depends entirely on the author&#8217;s imagination. The novelist is the master of the whole text.<\/p>\n<p>Benjamin writes, &#8220;there is no story for which the question how it continued would not be legitimate. The novelist, on the other hand, cannot hope to take the smallest step beyond that limit at which he invites the reader to a divinatory realization of the meaning of life by writing &#8216;Finis'&#8221; (xiv). Joyce doesn&#8217;t literally write &#8220;The End&#8221; on the last page of <em>Dubliners<\/em>, but the last sentence couldn&#8217;t be much more conclusive: &#8220;His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Gabriel has left instructions to be awakened at eight, so his story will continue. Once the porter knocks, he will have to face a new day with Gretta and then many more days as a teacher, writer, and parent, probably extending well into the twentieth century. But Joyce&#8217;s story ends where it should; to resume after this crisis would be an aesthetic mistake. As a fictional character, Gabriel is done.<\/p>\n<p>Gabriel envies Michael Furey, whose life ended neatly, if sadly, with his early death. &#8220;Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age.&#8221; Gabriel will have to wither, but we have no interest in following that process. In contrast, it might be interesting to learn how Ms. Ivors fares as Ireland becomes free and women gain opportunity.<\/p>\n<p>Although Benjamin never mentions Joyce or \u201dThe Dead\u201d in this essay, he offers a way of reading the story. &#8220;Not only a man&#8217;s knowledge or wisdom, but above all his real life\u2014and this is the stuff that stories are made of&#8211;first assumes transmissible form at the moment of death. Just as a sequence of images is set in motion inside a man as his life comes to an end\u2014unfolding the views of himself under which he has encountered himself without being aware of it\u2014suddenly in his expressions and looks the unforgettable emerges and imparts to everything that concerned him that authority which even the poorest wretch in dying possesses for the living around him. This authority is at the very source of the story.&#8221; (x).<\/p>\n<p>Gabriel doesn&#8217;t die\u2014he doesn&#8217;t receive that mercy\u2014but he does experience a &#8220;sequence of images&#8221; that fully summarize the whole story of his life and so concludes it as a meaningful narrative.<\/p>\n<p>Benjamin sees consolation in such a story. &#8220;The novel is significant, therefore, not because it presents someone else&#8217;s fate to us, perhaps didactically, but because this stranger&#8217;s fate by some virtue of the flame which consumes it yields us the warmth which we will never draw from our own fate. What draws the reader to the novel is the hope of warming his shivering life with a death he reads about&#8221; [xv].<\/p>\n<p>That is a way of describing the cold consolation of \u201cThe Dead,\u201d which gains its power from the author\u2019s awareness of the impasse that confronts his characters, his genre, and himself. Kieran Setiya is a much more cheerful writer and he aims to give assistance. By his own admission, he doesn\u2019t solve anything for us, but he is a helpful companion. Above all, his voice is conversational, while Joyce\u2019s is magisterial. Setiya is trying to make the future go a bit better for you and me; Joyce offers pure elegy.<\/p>\n<p><em>Philosophy with Other People<\/em><\/p>\n<p>As Benjamin noted, novels are written by solitary authors for solitary readers. We do better when we also have peers to share our experience with. Epicurus\u2019 \u201cLetter to Menoeceus\u201d includes a formal argument that we should not fear death. Death is a lack of sensation, so we will feel nothing bad once we\u2019re dead. To have a distressing feeling of fear now, when we are not yet dead, is irrational. The famous conclusion (although Setiya finds it weak) seems to me to follow logically enough: \u201cDeath is nothing to us.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>But Epicurus knows that even the best arguments will not alone counteract the ingrained mental habit of fearing death. So he ends his letter by advising Menoeceus \u201cto practice the thought of this and similar things day and night, both alone and with someone who is like you.\u201d The main verb here could be translated as \u201cexercise,\u201d \u201cpractice,\u201d or \u201cmeditate on.\u201d It is a mental practice that anyone can employ, regardless of her other beliefs and assumptions. Importantly, it should be pursued both singly and as part of a community. Unlike most professional philosophers of the modern era, Setiya writes like a fellow member of \u201cyour\u201d community. He is someone who is \u201clike you,\u201d reaching out with some suggestions based on his own experience and reflections, and inviting your response.<\/p>\n<p>In <em>Walden<\/em>, Thoreau observes, \u201cThere are nowadays professors of philosophy, but not philosophers.\u201d He explains, \u201cTo be a philosopher is not merely to have subtle thoughts, nor even to found a school, but so to love wisdom as to live according to its dictates. \u2026 It is to solve some of the problems of live, not only theoretically, but practically.\u201d Setiya has taken a courageous step in that direction.<\/p>\n<p>[See also:\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/peterlevine.ws\/?p=18988\" rel=\"bookmark\">twenty-five years of it<\/a>,\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/peterlevine.ws\/?p=12851\" rel=\"bookmark\">the aspiration curve from youth to old age<\/a>,\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/peterlevine.ws\/?p=18264\" rel=\"bookmark\">to whom it may concern<\/a>\u00a0(a midlife poem),\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/peterlevine.ws\/?p=15777\" rel=\"bookmark\">on philosophy as a way of life<\/a>; and my notes on\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/peterlevine.ws\/?p=8870\" rel=\"bookmark\">Philip Larkin&#8217;s Aubade<\/a>;\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/peterlevine.ws\/?p=10649\" rel=\"bookmark\">Donald Justice&#8217;s Men at Forty<\/a>; and\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/peterlevine.ws\/?p=10138\" rel=\"bookmark\">Gerard Manley Hopkins\u2019 Spring and Fall<\/a>.]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I read Kieran Setiya\u2019s Midlife (Princeton, 2017) not only because I have that condition and am sometimes troubled by its complaints, but also because I appreciate the style of thought that Pierre Hadot named \u201cphilosophy as a way of life.\u201d Practitioners of this style acknowledge that it is important to develop and test arguments. 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