The Socratic philosophers
regarded sight as the most perfect of the senses (see Hans Jonas’ superb collection
of essays, The Phenomenon of Life). This judgment rested on two
observations. One is that sight, more
than any of the other senses, gives us the best, immediate grasp of what each
thing is. The other is that sight allows
us to observe something without necessarily interacting with it.
I have spent most of the last
month in the company of mountains, in the Bighorns in north central Wyoming, Yellowstone
National Park, and finally a short side trip to Devil’s Tower. Viewing mountains as I approached and circled
them gave me more reasons to agree with the ancients.
I backpacked in and camped not
far from Lost Twin Lakes in the Bighorns.
This is a magnificent cirque rising about two thousand feet above the
alpine lakes. The upper lake is about
10,300 feet. Our camp was about a
thousand feet lower than that.
In the photo above, you are
looking across the lower lake at the central and most impressive face in the
cirque. This was my third visit to this
hallowed ground, but for some reason it was the first time I noticed how
deceptive the view is. It appears as if the
scree field beginning at the bottom of the central face goes all the way down
to the edge of the lake in view. In
fact, there is another lake between the camera and the rock wall. It is hidden from view by the rise at the
distant shore.
This is the problem of the
middle ground, something that you cover if ever you study Renaissance art
history. It is fairly easy to draw or
paint the foreground and the background.
Fitting in the middle ground is so difficult that many medieval painters
went to great lengths to hide it or simply ignored it altogether.
It strikes me that this has
deep philosophical implications. When
someone tries to see the world as it is, it tends to present itself either as
what immediately surrounds the observer or as the larger horizon in which the
immediate surroundings are set. This
leaves a gap between the particular, up close reality and the big picture. It is very difficult, perhaps impossible, to
understand how the human scale fits into the whole of things.
Moreover, the big picture is
always hiding more than it reveals. No
matter how clear the larger image (or concept) of the whole is, it is always
incomplete. The philosopher Leo Strauss
thought that this might be an insurmountable obstacle to wisdom. Philosophy is the attempt to replace opinions
about the whole (which is to say, perspectives on it) with knowledge of the
whole. To do that, one would have to
have not only an accurate view of the big picture but an equally accurate view
of all the parts and how they fit together.
This is probably not something that we can achieve; hence, philosophy
will always be the pursuit and never the accomplishment of wisdom.
It strikes me that this
existential fact presents itself in all the questions I am interested in. How can we understand living organisms both
as they present themselves to common sense observation and as they fit into the
world of inorganic physics? It may be
that viewing organisms either way necessarily obscures something essential in
the other.
Trying to do what can never be
done is a special case of what is uniquely human. The more general case is doing something that
can be done but is hard when we have no obvious reason to do it. My son and I walked sixteen miles in two days
for the privilege of eating freeze dried food and sleeping in a thin skinned
tent in bear country. Yes, Heart Lake
was very beautiful and we spent our evening walking around deep thermal pools
(about 190 degrees) not far from camp.
We were rewarded when a small geyser announced its presence by spewing
steam and water thirty feet into the air.
Of course, we enjoyed the same kind of sights down lower with board
walks for comfort and only a few yards to walk.
Lest I think myself the least
bit heroic, today I watched through binoculars as a woman climbed up a furrow
high on the side of Devil’s Tower. Why
do we do such things? There was this
fellow whose name I forget who built a special rowboat and using nothing but
muscle crossed the Pacific Ocean from Japan to Oregon. When asked why he did it, he replied that
only animals do useful things.