(5:32 PM) | Adam Kotsko:

Trifling

I stumbled across this passage in Thomas Merton's Confessions of a Guilty Bystander:

A great deal of virtue and piety is simply the easy price we pay in order to justify a life that is essentially trifling. Nothing is so cheap as the evasion purchased by just enough good conduct to make one pass as a "serious person."

A great deal of libertinism, vice, and rebellion is in the end much the same thing. It does not "justify" trifling, but nevertheless expresses impotence and refusal to do anything else. The fact that the rebellion is an implicit criticism of the shallow and the respectable proves absolutely nothing.

And when you come to look more deeply into man's present condition you find that many forms of "seriousness" and "achievement" come to this in the end. In our society, a society of business rooted in puritanism, based on a pseudo-ethic of industriousness and thrift, to be rewarded by comfort, pleasure, and a good bank account, the myth of work is thought to justify an existence that is essentially meaningless and futile. There is, then, a great deal of busy-ness as people invent things to do when in fact there is very little to be done. Yet we are overwhelmed by jobs, duties, tasks, assignments, "missions" of every kind. At every moment we are sent north, south, east, and west by the angels of business and art, poetry and politics, science and war, to the four corners of the universe to decide something, to sign something, to buy and sell. We fly in all directions to sell ourselves, thus justifying the absolute nothingness of our lives. The more we seem to accomplish, the harder it becomes to really dissimulate our trifling, and the only thing that saves us is the common conspiracy not to advert to what is really going on.

Some men make it their business to cover their own emptiness by pointing out the fraudulency of others, but always the emphasis is on the fact that others have nevertheless done something, even though it was a matter of perpetrating a fraud. They have perpetrated something. And so the general myth prospers. No matter how empty our lives become, we are always at least convinced that something is happening because, indeed, as we so often complain, too much is happening. There is so much to be done that we do not have time to live.... Such is the cliche.

But it is precisely this idea that a serious life demands "time to live" that is the root of our trifling.

In reality, what we want is time in which to trifle and vegetate without feeling guilty about it. But because we do not dare to try it, we precipitate ourselves into another kind of trifling: that which is not idle, but dissimulated as action.

Nietzsche had an almost pathological weakness for one particular kind of ambiguity, which, to be sure, is not irremediable: he loved words and phrases that mean one thing out of context and almost the opposite in the context he gives them. He loved language as posts do and relished these "revaluations." All of them involve a double meaning, one exoteric and one esoteric, one--to put it crudely--wrong, and the other right. The former is bound to lead astray hasty readers, browsers, and that rapidly growing curse of our time--the non-readers who do not realize that galloping consumption is a disease.

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