My request for future Philosophers

Philosophy - the study for the elite. That’s what it is traditionally at least. But since I grow up in times of freedom and equality seeking, I rather disagree with this notion.

I am always impressed when I read a text that manages to convey a complicated issue in such simple terms that I can understand it as well. I sometimes don’t understand how philosophers can be worshipped who write texts in which one has to search for the sense in their writing. (Maybe there is just no sense and we are just desperately trying to interpret some coherent argument into them?) My old philosophy teacher once said after so many people in class always said “I know what it is, it’s all in my head, but I cannot explain it”, that that what you cannot express in words and explain, you don’t know. Now I know that he was probably referring to the question, if our thought is determined by our language, but I felt when judging us students so harshly, why not the great philosophers as well?

So my request to the great philosophers of the future: Learn to express yourselves!

Discussions in MUWCI

The frequency of discussions and the participation in MUWCI seems to decline. Less and less people come to or are late for college meetings or leave it early (I include coming late and leaving early, because I think it shows some carelessness). We had only one issue based college meeting since the academic year started and in general they become shorter and shorter since anyone who wants to talk needs to make a notice beforehand what leads to college meetings in which only Triveni announcements are made. Less and less people come to or are late for Global Affairs or leave early. Global Affairs – the only time in the schedule where the whole college is supposed to come together to discuss issues concerning the globe, for which we as UWC students apparently care so much.

Discussions in MUWCI are just rather bad. Always the same people talk, always the same problems, never conclusions or solutions.

So should we stop discuss?

No. We mustn’t stop trying. The issues we are discussing in these forums are not issues that we are going to solve in an hour. I think actually this cannot be the purpose of these discussions, since we are often discussing very ambiguous topics and questions to which there is not one single answer. The purpose of these discussions should be to keep us aware of the outside world and its problems and also the issues of our little community in this bubble, because even these we tend to forget between “the three S”: sleep, social life and studying.

Maybe if we had this approach to all our discussions we would leave them less frustrated as we often do now and maybe also more people could be motivated again to show up for them in the first place.

I haven’t lost all my idealism yet and I am not willing to already give up. I know I am hypocritical. I am one of these persons who never speak up in college meetings or student meetings and there are several Global Affair sessions I missed myself. But I think this doesn’t mean that I don’t have the right to criticize this development. I don’t have to find everything right, what I am doing.

More Human than Human

I watched Blade Runner during Winter Break and it was interesting to see how Ridley Scott, the director, apparently imagined in 1982 the future to be in 2019, with flying cars and replicants, who look like humans but are bioengineered creatures. The movie raises several questions that could be discussed in a Philosophy-blog, but there is one I found particularly interesting: What makes humans human? I am not going to attempt to answer this question, because I feel this is beyond me, since we have been trying to answer this question throughout our first year and as far as I am concerned we didn’t come to an absolute answer, but I would like to share what the movie has to say to this questions. The replicants look like adult humans and are not particularly attractive or so, but they all have superior strength, agility and variable intelligence depending on their model of engineering. But their life span is limited and pre-determined and they lack human emotions. The only way to detect them is to test their emotional responses and empathy by asking them questions. However, their lack of emotions is more and more questioned in the course of the story. The escaped replicants start making their own experiences and added to the memory they got implanted by their creators they develop their own memories and emotions towards them. In the final scene the blade runner, whose job it is to kill the replicants one after the other, fights against one of them and is clearly inferior. The replicant, however, is about to die soon, since his life span is coming to an end and he knows that. Surprisingly, the replicant saves his enemy’s life as he faces his own death. This action seems not to be human, but more human than human. In the end the replicant, the non-human, is the better human being than the “real human”. This interpretation makes it even harder to answer the above stated question. I can only recommend to watch this movie!

(Written: 10th Jan 2010)

How to become a better human being: Be Theatrical!

Theatre was used in ancient Greek as a catharsis. The theory was when you watch theatre and you watched all the pain of life, you would live it through the watching and you would purify your soul. Besides, when you could watch people for example killing in the theatre it was not necessary for you to kill someone yourself. Hence, theatre was thought to help the viewer understand more.

When I played theatre myself, I had to say that I probably learned the lesser from performing at the stage. Certainly it was a good experience to overcome the stage-fright and also to go through this with the whole theatre group, but I think I learned so much more about myself from all the rehearsals before. I had the feeling that for playing theatre the process of developing a play, hence the “way”, is more important than the actual performance, “the aim”. That’s just the final ending, the celebration of the previous work, the reward, but it’s meaningless. Of cause to get applause may be important for your ego and it’s always nice to get rewards, but I think one shouldn’t play theatre for the applause. One should do it for oneself; to get to know yourself better. When you try to be someone else, when you develop a character that is not you, when you invent a new body language, a new voice, a new laugher, a new mimic and gesture, that you can do that only by looking at your own body language, voice, laugher, mimic and gesture. Things you never look at but that define you so much. You get to know yourself and you get to know your limits. When I played theatre I played an old, blind women. I am neither old nor blind, but I am a woman. To find out how my body movement changed when I couldn’t see made me understand what it means to me to be able to see. Suddenly I became so careful and insecure. I was hardly willing to trust anyone when I couldn’t see. Paula blind would be someone else. I would be very different. My ability to see defines me more than I would have thought. I think if I hadn’t played this role I would have never thought about these things and there are many roles I didn’t play and hence there are also many things I am still unaware of. I think it is just true that we sometimes need to lose something to start valuing it. We need to get to know the opposite of what we have to understand what we have. We still define us also by the differentiation of the other. Sometimes it seems that only where the other starts we end. (has a lot to do with identity…). I think to act another character might be an even more effective catharsis. When everyone had the chance to be aggressive on stage maybe there would be less people aggressive in real life. And as I said before, for acting the stage is actually not even needed. To make theatre no audience is necessary. And theatre is a unique possibility, because it’s not dangerous. Whenever I wanted to stop being blind, I stopped. No permanent changes. I think everyone should play theatre at least ones in their life.

(Written: 27th Dec 2009)

Wanne-be Global Citizens

MUWCI makes us to “global citizens”. We think big not limited by the boarders of our nations. When we leave MUWCI we will have friends, who are spread all over the world. When I will hear news I will be more attentive for news from abroad than I was previously because I know the news may concern someone I know from school, a friend. Some of us may continue to travel for the rest of their life and may never go back to their home countries when something like this exists for that person in the first place. I have to say I am happy that I am able to call Germany my home country. I am happy that I have this “home-again” feeling when I am wondering around in Hamburg. I am happy that I am able to be homesick. That there is a place that represents my personal history, where I feel rooted. I know there are people in MUWCI who don’t have that, who lived every two years somewhere else. They don’t have this one place where they feel home every time they come back. I think to have this place that I call home gives me security. I feel - worst case - I can always come back here to Hamburg and I will be save. I am sure this depends to a large extent on the fact that I have family here and the situation would for sure be different when my family would move to another city. Nevertheless there will always be these places like my old school or the lake Alster that will represent a very important period of my life and will always remind me of my childhood and youth, which I spent here without any major interruption. I wonder what it means not to have this. Does it make you more free or do you get lost in the world? I think for me it is very dangerous to think of myself as a global citizen, because in the end I am still very much shaped by the German culture I grew up with. I still perceive myself as a German living in India now. I think I actually never felt my culture so much as I do now when I am abroad. We don’t assimilate in the world. We are not all equal. Global citizen is a concept that is just not possible I think. You cannot embody the world’s cultures and if we would, we would be nothing at all in the end. Also this having friends all over the world I think is meaningless in the end. When we leave MUWCI we will sooner or later lose each other. We are too far away. Even if we would have the means, we cannot jet so much through the world to stay in contact with the friends we make in MUWCI. In the end we will live there were we physically, locally are and that may be in Germany, South Africa, Portugal, Israel, China, Panama … Of cause thanks to the technique it’s not necessary to jet through the world to stay in contact. We can all write mails and exchange picture at facebook and skype with each other. But what kind of friendships are these? Electronic. We cannot be there for each other in times of depressions. We cannot hug each other. And we cannot jump around with each other in times of euphoria. We will do these things with people that are physically around us and one can only have so many close friends. We will lose contact and understanding of each other’s life because our lives will all look so different. I think this is way I am so scared of the end of MUWCI. Because the end is the end.

(Written: 26th Dec 20009)

Change the World

When I say I want to change the world and when my roommate Sibu from South Africa says she wants to change the world we probably mean different things. Sibu told me that in her batch at her old school in South Africa she knows of 6 girls that are pregnant out of 200 in her batch. These girls are 16 or 17 years old. During my high school time in Germany I haven’t heard of anyone in my entire school who fell pregnant before graduation. That doesn’t mean it didn’t happen, but when it happened, no one talked or knew about it. It’s possible that I am mistaken to generalize from this and to say that early pregnancy is not an issue in Germany at all or even just in my city. That there were no pregnancy-cases in the past years at my school may depend on the fact, that it is a school in a relatively rich area of the city and the students who visit this school have a certain social background that may prevent them from early pregnancy, but I think I can still say that early pregnancy is in any case by no means a problem of the same significance as it seems to be in South Africa. Sibu told me that her school has even a good reputation like my school back home has but there are still 6 girls out of 200 in her batch who are pregnant. And there might be more who had abortions. I cannot imagine this. 21.5% of South Africa’s population of the age 15 to 49 years is HIV positive. AIDS is close to Sibu but so far away from me. This is true for more than just the AIDS-issue. Also our awareness of for example poverty is different. Germany is a country that has the time to have “luxury problems” such as the clash of the climate change problems and its car industry. When people go demonstrating they demonstrate for minimum wages and against atomic waste. I am not saying that climate change is an insignificant issue or that it is a waste of time to demonstrate against atomic waste. I think these are good and important reasons for demonstrating, but I do think that when people have the time to go for such issues on the streets it shows that there is no need anymore to fight for ones basic rights for example.

Sibu’s perception of the world’s problems must be so different from mine. That has for sure also an impact on our perception of the UWC movement. People come here from so many different backgrounds. I sometimes can still not believe it.

Religious Reasons - A Response to Elinor

I think the comfort someone gains by believing in god is indeed enough. There is clearly no rational reason for example to believe that you go to a heaven when you die, but it’s a believe that comforts you when you are the one left behind on earth, missing the dead person or being scared to die yourself. I don’t believe in god, but I have other sources of hope. I believe in myself and think that I am able to achieve things, make a change, I think a can make things better. But I am also “young and healthy”; Life is going well for me. I am in a situation where it is easy to believe in oneself without needing an external power to keep being optimistic towards life. I mean, why do so many old people become more and more religious or start being religious at all? Maybe because they cannot see themselves as their source of “energy and hope” anymore, because they have experiences too many disappointments in life. And why not then taking god as your source of hope? I actually think, if your believing does not make you fell better than you should not do it. The feeling of comfort is maybe the only good reason for being religious.

Awareness of Racism

A few days ago I was watching Sex in the City with my black roommate Sibulele. That she is black is significant in this context because in the episode we were watching the mother in law of one of the main characters made a racist comment that cracked her up, but I didn’t even notice that it was made. First I was shocked that in such a popular series like Sex in the City racist jokes where made so openly. And then I was even more shocked that I didn’t notice it. I always considered myself to be a very sensitive person and I thought I would be someone who is “aware of things” and who is critical but the racism in Sex in the City just past me. It made me wonder how much more I miss out. I guess I didn’t notice the racism because it didn’t regard me whereas for Sibu racism against black people is probably more of an issue she deals with in her life. If the character made a comment about Germans being Nazis or so I probably would have given it more attention. But does this mean you have to be pre-sensitised to things to notice them?

This issue reminds me of the language-thought-reality-problem, even though it’s farfetched - I know. But according to Whorf our language shapes our perception of reality and we are only able to see what we can name. Maybe my example indirectly proves that we need to be aware of things in the first place before we can be sensitive for them and this awareness might be influenced by our ability to name things.

Time can run!

A few days ago people in Germany changed the time. They all collectively set their watches and clocks an hour earlier to “wintertime”. Because in winter the days are shorter and the sun rises later and sets earlier, people get up an hour later now in comparison to summertime, so it is lighter outside and easier to wake up. But it is mainly done to save energy. Now the time difference between Germany and India is 4,5 hours and not 3,5 hours. When I told this my Indian roommate she couldn’t believe it. “You change the time? Just like that?” Yes, that’s what we do. I looked it up on Wikipedia (on the 10^th November 2009, “Sommerzeit”) The first time it was done in Germany during the First World War from 1916 to 1918. And again during the Second World War. After the war, there was some time confusion in Germany, because the time was set differently by the different occupying powers. According to Wikipedia the Germans changed their time regulations quite often until now. When I looked it up, that seemed even strange to me. The concept of time seems to be something one can play with. It’s just an agreement.

And also the perception of time is very subjective. Here in MUWCI for example time seems to go faster than it does back home. I can’t believe that in less in a month I am flying home for Christmas. There are only 3 weekends left. (I tend to think in weekends in MUWCI.) Here you are so busy and so many things happen at the same time and you can never do everything, that it seems you constantly run out of time and hence it feels time in MUWCI goes faster. But for example when in a biology experiment a beetroot as to be in a hot water bath for 20 minutes and you have nothing else to do than staring at the beetroot then even 30 seconds can seem to be the eternity.

For me this makes it hard to deal with time. It is something that seems to exist, but our measurements for it seem rather strange. Just because in Germany everybody sets the watches an hour earlier people in Germany don’t get an hour younger. (I can imagine a novel, in which someone is born in wintertime and then throughout his entire life makes strange experiences because (s)he arrives everywhere “an hour too early”…). Our body is probably the best proof for that something like a concept of time exist since our body clearly changes and we get older. Time seems to get visual with our body. But also this is not a reliable idea, since there are many cases in which the visual impression we get of someone’s age does not fit our actual measurement of time. People look older than they are supposed to be and people look younger. And the time limit to a human life is different to the time limit of a dog’s or tortoise’s life. Their body changes take place at a different pace. I remember in order to calculate a “dog’s real age” I would say, that one year in a dog’s life is around seven years in a human’s life. Environmental changes could also be used to physically experience time. The observation of seasonal changes and their repetition were probably the human’s starting point for measuring time. And even animals seem to have this perception of time as birds for example always fly around the same time during winter to a warmer place to survive. Nevertheless animals seem not to have the same consciousness about their past and their future. Humans are aware of the fact that they have a past and a future and we are influenced a lot by these two perceptions. Our perception of our present and what we do is influenced consciously and unconsciously by our past experiences and our future plans. With the help of our memories we can experience time also in an immaterial way.

I think time, even though it seems to be a somewhat vague concept, plays a big role not only for the human organisation in communities but also for our notion of human identity. However, I am not sure if something like a fixed time concept actually exists outside our perception of objects and how they change.

What stays from studying?

I just noticed, that it seems that not much of the Latin and Ancient Greek, I once studied, is left. And I was good in Latin and Ancient Greek but already after 1 year of not studying it, almost everything has found its way out of my mind. It seems far easier to forget things than to learn them. And that frustrates me. I am willing to put a lot of effort into studying for school, but when the knowledge I gain from it just does not stay, it is pretty depressing. It seems to be a good argument for less studying and more experiencing. Even though I can forget experiences as well, the change they may do to my personality stays. For example the knowledge about what drugs do to my neurotransmitters is not an insight that seems to be of great significance for my personal development. To take the drugs may reveal in the end an insight that make me learn more about myself. I know that is a bad example, because taking drugs is not an experience that is particularly good for my personality development. (I just had to learn all the impacts of various drugs on the body for a Bio test.) That the human being does learn from physical experiences seems to be supported by the IB-programme, since in order to get our diploma we all have to do a Creation and an Action and a Campus Service and a Community Interaction, in which we more or less exclusively learn from what we experience and learn rather less from exhausting ourselves mentally. When I look at myself, it seems, the things I studied in school were only in very few cases important in themselves for my personality. All the things that are involved in the process of studying in school such as having the feeling of success when you finally managed to understand a very complicated Math concept or to help other students to understand Math or working in a group or going successfully through the stress situation of giving a test or holding a presentation, these are certainly things that are very important for a personality development but they again seem rather to be experiences. Philosophy may be an exception, since the philosophical concepts I studied did something to my worldviews and hence my personality. Maybe the knowledge about drugs and neurotransmitters also does something to my worldview and I am just not able to see that right now, but when I forget it again, it anyway didn’t develop my personality, did it? Experiences can alter my personality even, when I forget them again, since experiences may have an effect on my unconsciousness and hence can effect my feelings and actions, which define my personality.

But probably that’s after all a wrong approach to knowledge in itself. Knowledge shouldn’t be judged or valued dependent on its significance to my personality. So I guess, there is some value to me studying Latin, mathematical concepts and neurotransmitters.

Cultural Identity

In MUWCI people from very different cultures meet, or rather could meet. I have the feeling, that in most of the cases people make friends with people with whom they share a certain cultural background. At the very beginning, I can at least say for myself, when I didn’t feel comfortable at all to communicate in English, I spent a lot of time with people, who spoke my language. It took me longer to get to know people with whom I only could communicate in English. And when I look at my relationships with people from various cultures, I have the feeling the degree to which I feel understood by them or to which I have the feeling they really know me differs. Is it possible that someone, who has no clue how my life was before I came to MUWCI, really knows me or understands me? I think, I only realized here in MUWCI, in this international environment, how much ones personality and attitudes are formed by one’s culture. Even though I am not Christian, I nevertheless grew up in a Christian society, which follows Christian moral values. Such moral values may differ from someone, who grew up in a Muslim or Hindu shaped culture. The political systems we grew up influence our attitudes towards politics. But also more trivial things like taste of music or popular TV shows are things that connect me to my “country mates” here in MUWCI and somewhat disconnect me from the people, who have no idea, what I mean when I talk about the TV show “Spürnasen”, which I used to watch when I was young. It is harder to convey how my old life was to people, who are not from Germany or not even from Europe or any other “western culture”. When I tell that I am from a big German city called Hamburg, then my German country mates can imagine how my life back home looked like. European people maybe as well, but in the imagination of most of the Asian people, Hamburg is not even a big city. They cannot imagine what it means to live in a city in Germany and what the growing up in a city like Hamburg might mean for my personality and also how this old life in the city influences my views now on a city like Pune or what it means for me now to live on this hill in an Indian rural area. I think people who don’t share a certain cultural background with each other are able to get to know each other, since you exchange your attitudes and experiences with the other people here, but they might never be able to actually understand you. Last year for example I would often only go to my German 2^nd years, when I was homesick. I had the feeling they understood me, we missed the same things: the German bread, the German autumn... We had the same cultural identity. But how important is it for a friendship to know someone’s cultural identity? Is it necessary to understand someone or is it enough to know someone? In order to like someone it seems definitely to be enough to know someone without understanding why he or she has certain attitudes or behaves in such and such a way, since in the end I became really close to people here in MUWCI who are not even European. And I am very happy about that, since these relationships are unique ways to get to know different perspectives. But I still have the feeling, that there is this gap that stays. Just the fact that I don’t understand my friends’ native languages is a barrier. I will never know how they express themselves in their native language and I know from myself, that I talk quite differently in German than I do in English and this also after now talking English for a year. I will never be able to “reveal my hidden thoughts” – to come back to my last post – to my non-German speaking friends in the same way as I can to German speakers. This links now to the question, how language, thought and identity are connected and it seems that these three influence each other more than I expected it at the beginning of last year.

Hidden Thoughts

Today someone told me, that one has to be very careful with making jokes or sarcastic comments in front of me. I would always fire back and tend to judge people according to their jokes and comments. I thought about it. And I am not sure, if that person, was right about that observation about me, but actually I think the jokes and comments someone makes, tell a lot about someone’s personality. A joke or a sarcastic comment is usually a very spontaneous action. You cannot “plan” a comment; you don’t think about it, you just say what comes to your mind. All day long we can control ourselves and the things we say. We can deliberately form how other perceive us. But when you make a spontaneous joke or comment you are just you without your controlled mask. Jokes reveal the real thoughts of a person. What also means, when I am able to laugh about someone else’s jokes, we probably share a certain mind set. I know of many people, including myself, who value a lot to share the same type of humour with a person in order to have a good friendship or relationship. This seems to support my thesis. So I think in order to get to know someone you have to listen very carefully to his or her spontaneous jokes and comments.

Beginning and Ending of Tolerance

To live in such a diverse community as we do demands from us to be very tolerant. But at the beginning of the year my tolerance got challenged, when students declared to be extremely homophobic. Can we tolerate people, who are homophobic? Should we tolerate them? Should we tolerate intolerance?And what is needed to be tolerant? I don’t think in order to be tolerant I have to like everyone. There are many people on campus I tolerate but still prefer not to spend my time with. Indeed there are people I avoid. Am I intolerant towards them? I think I am not. Since I still let them be how they are and let them do what they do. I don’t try to change them. This was completely different, when I was confronted with the homophobic people. I couldn’t accept their viewpoints and their behaviour. And I started wondering, how such people could be admitted by UWC. Even though I wished I could change them, I was not able to and throughout the conversation I started getting the feeling that I am not in the position to say that my stand was the better one and I had the right to judge them. Our backgrounds are so different and compared to their traditions these people are already extremely open. Is this something we should consider at a UWC? Should we judge people’s openness according to their backgrounds or according to western standards, since the UWC movement was initially a western one? When we look at our community agreement, one has to admit, that we are clearly a community that is shaped by western values and we just try to respect for example Indian traditions as far as it does not infringe too much on our western liberty. I think we keep forgetting that we actually life in India and we choose do to so. We are guests in this country and demand to live according to our own rules. Back home, I would consider people who behave like that as extremely impolite and our image in the valley is indeed quite questionable. It is quite possible that on this campus the culture shock is bigger for an Indian in his own country than for me from Germany. This seems rather odd. But of cause, after all I am not willing to give up the freedoms I have either. But maybe I should try to show more understanding for the other members of the community who struggle with these western freedoms and maybe these include the homophobic students I met. But after all should we be satisfied with tolerating each other? I think in order to have not only a functioning community but a good one, it is necessary that we all accept each other. But this is even harder to achieve. And you cannot force people to accept each other but you may be able to force people to tolerate each other. So should we force homophobic members of the community to tolerate homosexuals? To a certain extent we are already doing this but I am also forced to tolerate the homophobic students to a certain extent. I guess this is the secret of this diverse community, that we all demand from each other to tolerate us to a certain extent and hopefully we then meet somewhere in the middle and manage to live together.

MUWCI's community structure

MUWCI is a very special community. Every year half of the students exchange and 1^st years become 2^nd years. I felt a change in my “social role” in the community, when I came back to this campus in August. Especially when the 1^st years came, I realized that I am a 2^nd year now. And I developed the feeling that some students from my batch took over certain roles of my 3^rd years. And when I started thinking about this feeling I came to the conclusion that community structures do not change - at least their overall organisation.

When we were 1^st years our 2^nd years had certain roles for us. For example there was the group of people who would party every weekend. Others were the ones who would always talk in college meeting, student meetings or Global Affairs. There was “the artist” or “the joke-teller ” and many more such “roles”. How you name these roles does not matter and no role is better or more important than the other. But I think there are such roles and they are taken over by the 2^nd years of the next generation. Who will take them over depends on who meets who through out the year and this might only be decided by the fact, that you live in the same Wada or not. I think my 2^nd years probably influenced me more through out the year than I like to admit. How they treated me and what they told me about their opinions and experiences of the place had - I guess especially at the beginning when I was new and did not understand anything that was happening to me – a great impact on the opinions I have now and the experiences I made and how I will pass these on to the next 1^st years. When I talked about this with some MUWCI people and gave them examples of “who became who” according to my feeling, people often disagreed with me and said that these two persons were still very different and anyway our 2^nd years were too unique to be possible replaced by someone from our batch. But I think this might feel so for us, since our 2^nd years were the one, we “admired”, who would give us advice, but I think the 1^st years perceive again the same roles in certain persons as we did, since they cannot compare them with our “unique 2^nd years” and for them they are just by themselves now the “party-person” or the “joke-teller”. Some roles necessarily have to be taken over such as the roles of the CI-coordinators, but I think this “role-passing-on” is also happening in our social life.

This would mean, that the community structure of MUWCI does not change. There will always be “the trouble maker” and “the nerd” and “the caring person” and “the bitch” and “the gossip informer” to use very stereotype-like-names.

I think this is not only true for MUWCI. When I went two years ago to a summer camp such roles developed within two weeks! I hesitate to argue that all communities will always have the same set of rules, since different communities clearly develop under different conditions and hence different social rules might be needed and I hesitate even more to say that human beings will always take the same social role in a community. Since the latter would clearly link to Hosper and his determinisms and it seems rather unfair to build an argument on a dogma, but nonetheless, this idea is linked to questions of identity. When our identity is made up of the roles we play in life, the different masks we wear when we are a sister or a student or friend, then our identity is decided by the community we live in; the people we meet, who influence us to take over a certain role or not.

I actually hope someone can prove me wrong, because I personally do not like the idea that the fact that I lived in Wada 3 last year might have decided what defines my identity now at least in the MUWCI context.

The Use of Envy

Who does not know this gnawing feeling of envy? We envy the good marks of our classmates, the nice dress of our neighbour or the new love of our friend. Envy in Christianity is one of the seven deadly sins and also in our every day life it is considered to be one of the bad feelings. But to be envied can be a very sweet, pleasant feeling: your own wealth gains import when others envy you for it.

But there are also positives sides to the feeling of envy. Envy can point out inequity, for example that the gap between poor or rich gets wider and wider. But I think envy could be positive in a different sense as well, namely when I find out, what my envy says about me. To achieve this, we first have to admit, that we envy someone for something. This seems often rather difficult, because envy is considered a bad feeling and we would have to admit, that someone else is superior to us. Instead of being honest to ourselves, we often tend to run down the envied person and his/her achievements. Our classmate only got the good grade, because the teacher favours him/her.

But behind the envy is a desire. This desire can be a motivation. When I envy my classmate for his/her good grades, it could motivate me to work harder to achieve the same. But often I am actually not willing to really work harder to achieve the same as the envied person. Maybe I could use the feeling of envy to find out what I really want, what my “true desires are”. That what I envy is not necessarily what I am missing. Hence, when I question my envy, it might bring me to my authentic self, to my real desires.

A Handicap - The New Fashion

A few days ago I noticed that some students started wearing specs as school started, even though I have never seen them wearing specs before, and I suspected that some of these specs were “fake-specs” and actually not needed by the people.

Specs as an accessory have become very popular. During summer I was in Berlin which is one of Germany’s artist-centres and everyone there was wearing “fake-specs”, which covered their whole face but did not consist but of frames.

I wear specs, because I need them. I am hyperopic; without my specs I have problems reading. I find it odd, when people wear specs even though they don’t need them, because I myself find specs often annoying. But this is a very subjective feeling and not a valid argument against them.

By thinking about it bit more, I actually found the “specs-fashion” odd for another reason as well: Myopia and hyperopia are handicaps. Since when are handicaps fashionable?

Why are people wearing fake-specs? Because they think it looks nice; it suits their style. Besides, a certain image is associated with specs: Intellectuals wear glasses.

But what would people say if I would start wearing an artificial limb or use a wheelchair, because I thought its suits my style and I would find the image, which is associated with people using prostheses or wheelchairs, useful? I am sure, I would be criticised for it. The handicaps of needing a wheelchair and needing specs are for sure of different significance, but in the end, myopia and hyperopia are still handicaps. In Germany insurances recognize them at least as such, and support their members financially, when there is the need for specs, because people are not able to work and survive in their everyday life, when they cannot see properly.

I – as someone handicapped - don’t feel seriously offended, when people wear fake-specs, but I think, people who support this fashion don’t think about the fact that they make a handicap fashionable by wearing fake-specs.

The Value of Emotions

When I was 13 years old my hamster had to be put to sleep, because of a cerebral tumour. I cried for days. I was told that this was the best thing to do. It was reasonable to do it. But I wasn’t reasonable, I just didn’t want to see my loved hamster dying.

Maybe this is a rather weak example, because death seems to be a difficult topic for the human kind and can hardly be understood neither with reason nor with emotions, but nevertheless it seems to me that the philosophers value emotions negative whereas they uphold the reason; “We philosophise with our reason”. And not only the philosophers but also we in our every day lives. To be emotional is often viewed as weakness; we constantly try to control our emotions, even though this seems impossible and to a certain extend we all seem to be “slaves to our emotions”. But why is this such a big problem for human kind? What would we be without emotions? – A robot but not a human being.

I think the emotions we have are something very substantial to our lives. They influence our thoughts but they also seem to be bodily. When I am scared or angry my heartbeat goes faster and when I feel guilty I sometimes get stomach ache. Emotions influence my perception. In German there is a saying, that someone who is in love wears pink glasses, because when you are in love you have a positive attitude towards everything and you are blind for the negative things. Emotions such as jealousy made people to criminals not only in literature. Emotions can be the motives for our actions.

I think we should stop denying ourselves the emotions we have, not only because we cannot truly oppress our emotions, but also because only in the combination of reason and emotions we are human.