Possessed by a god


Suppose I took it on myself to explain what a blog is, to someone who’d never encountered the idea. How would I go about it? Is there a common root to which all blogs are connected? I’m not thinking so much of topics, which are clearly as diverse as the authors themselves. But I wonder whether, if you dig deep enough, you might find that they have a similar intention.

I propose that a blog is the expression of its author’s enthusiasm. It’s one thing to be a fan of something-or-other, separated from the common tribe through one’s unique bent or outlook. There’s a lonely intensity in that. But there is something else, a kind of consummation in sharing one’s favourite things with others, especially strangers, when their interest is genuine. I wonder about this word ‘enthusiasm’, and how people managed before it was coined. Its first recorded use in English, based on Greek words meaning ‘possession by a god’, was in 1605. And until the word ‘fan’ was coined, as an abbreviation of ‘fanatic’, how was it possible to say that you especially favoured an actor, a musical ensemble or a team at sport? The OED tells us that ‘fan’ in this sense was first used in the USA, in 1889.

In the garden, at Rob’s

What enthusiasm inspires me to blogging? What god possesses me?–that notion was surely hyperbole from the start. Possession is dire and requires exorcism. But I do love to catch whispers from the Muse, and look in the direction where my Angel points. I treasure nothing more than the other-worldly connection which can come through immersion in wild Nature, music or literature. These are hardly instances of ‘possession’. But there’s a fulfilment when one’s strenuous efforts, so often chaotic, find their groove in passive surrender to unseen guidance. This is something treasured by Man, as honey is treasured by bears. So I don’t look for the honey—the inspiration–in just one tree, or even one forest. The honey I speak of doesn’t come in lidded jars. I know of no outlet where I can buy it. You stumble upon it, or perhaps you sniff it from a distance. My enthusiasms, like my ideas, flirt with one another, mingle, mate and reproduce, in a fickle promiscuous orgy. I’m now a real fan of “My Diary” (see previous post), because it allows me to put in a ragbag of ideas, observations, and notes for “the trivial round, the common task”, which, so the hymn tells us, “will furnish all we need to ask”. And what will come of it? In its turn, it will become decayed matter and perhaps gives off a gaseous mixture which handled rightly may ignite spontaneously in someone’s imagination, perhaps a hundred years hence.

I snapped the Oxford skyline, above, in South Park on my way to see a friend, ex-blogger of this parish and a prodigious diarist himself. Will his diaries ever be published? He thinks they may, and thereby fulfil a charitable purpose. Self-effacingly he declined my offer to photograph him but took one of me, which he emailed later. We first met in 1973, when we were both, almost literally, “possessed by a god”— about whom I have nothing to say.

As a kind of postscript I think that a blog is more than its author’s enthusiasm. There is the urge to contribute something to the world’s conversation, and to give something free. I would extend this to many websites too, and to ‘social networking’ sites. Together, their content has had a big impact on the world and changed it. There is some kind of consummation in that too, but a sense of responsibility, which makes us want, not to be ‘possessed by a god’, but in receipt of some wise inner guidance.

30 comments :

Bryan White said…

A blog is a hard thing to nail down with a definition, isn’t it? Part of the beauty of it is that it’s such an open format that it can be used in any way the author sees fit. I’ve seen people explore its possibilities is a wide variety of creative ways, and I’ve seems as many different types of blogs as there are words in the vocabulary or stars in the sky.

Bryan White said…

Well, maybe not quite that many 🙂

John Myste said…

I have been very busy lately, with little time to read blogs. I miss them. Who is the god about whom you have nothing to say?

Hayden said…

you are kind in your appraisal.

it seems to me that the commonest blogs of all are narcissistic, crowing ‘look at me!’ in every post. It’s an unkind assessment, for almost by definition we mostly all do write about ourselves – even when obliquely through the mirror of something we are possessed by. Still, for most blogs I bother to read, while the individual is very much present, we see them sideways as they are showing us something. It is their reflection we focus on – and that reflection because it offers an perspective that interests.

Numerically speaking, most blogs, I’m afraid, seem to be more preoccupied with a pretty straight-forward shout “LOOK AT ME!” and precious little material to reflect on.

May 18, 2011 12:28 am

Ashok said…

Nice post Vincent with two nice photos, especially the one of you.

As Bryan said a blog is an open format that anyone could put to any use. Those who love to write can do so, others may just post pictures. Some use it to chat, some to discuss ideas, some to get an ego boost by knocking down ideas posted by others and so on, others use it to compalin or seek an affirmation of their own view and experiences, some use it to spread news or more often views on life or the news etc. etc.

Some use it as a replacement for daily conversation in a club or pub

Wonder if someone had done reasearch to classify blog into types and find out percentages of what type is what percentage.

Vincent said…

Bottles, books and blogs have this in common, that they are made to contain something. The question ‘what is a blog?’is rhetorical, that is to say a device used by the speaker for his own purposes, and not one to which he is necessarily anxious to be enlightened with an answer. Attempts at categorization have certainly been made by those who have their own purposes to pursue. For example, I notice the news media characterize blogs as if they were mostly rival news media.

I think every act of creation says ‘look at me’ in some way or another. But this has to be balanced against the fact that every product of autobiography is an act of self-concealment, as much as, if not more than, a self-revelation. It doesn’t bother me how narcissistic anyone is, because I’m not usually forced to engage with that person. So when someone shouts “look at me!” in a pathetically egotistical way, I might amuse myself and look, for each person is a work of art in his own estimation, and I see myself in everyone. In Nietzsche’s last work, Ecce Homo: how one becomes what one is, his chapter headings include “Why I am so wise”, “Why I am so clever”, “Why I write such excellent books”, and “Why I am a destiny”——self-affirmations which may be too much for many readers; but he had to summarize his life’s work quickly, as his irrecoverable mental breakdown was only weeks away. Some will say his self-affirmation was well-justified. But I feel the necessity to be kind, to myself and others. Not everyone can be a Nietzsche.

I still have nothing to say about the god or almost-god I mentioned.

I hope this responds to all the comments above!

Bryan White said…

“Why I Write Such Excellent Books” You gotta love Nietzsche.

Ashok said…

Did Hitler love Nietzsche ?

Vincent said…

Ashok, what an excellent example of a rhetorical question! This comments column, I shall remind you, is not to be confused with the Google search engine, which I’m sure, will provide answers galore.

Vincent said…

Nietzsche’s capacity to provoke both his readers and non-readers – who know his reputation rather than his works, has survived his death by more than a century. He did not provoke accidentally.

Ashok, you and Nietzsche have chosen one another as adversaries. It is no accident. But that does not make him evil. Hitler loved his dog Blondi, a German Shepherd, or as we used to call them in England, an Alsatian. There may be some in the world who don’t like those dogs, in consequence, but I think they would need another reason too.

Nietzsche set out to attack various ideas and institutions. He caused a great deal of offence to those whose cherished beliefs were threatened. He did it to help liberate mankind from the ill effects of those structures of thought.

Bryan White said…

@Ashok: Hitler did try to love Nietzsche once, but the decomposition was so advanced that pieces of rotting body parts kept falling off left and right until there’s was nothing left but a heap.

Sorry, Vincent, I couldn’t pass that one up. It’s not often that one gets the opportunity for a joke that’s both perverse AND historical.

Bryan White said…

As for Hayden’s statement above. I get what he’s saying to some degree. My nuclearheadache blog is one where I’m more “sideways” to the subject matter, as he puts it. On the Owl blog, obviously my own ego and identity is more in the spotlight, as the subject is more personal and biographical. It can be a bit hot and uncomfortable on center stage like that, and there is more of a sense of narcissistic indulgence. However, my intention with either blog has always remained the same, to entertain, to move, and possibly even enlighten the folks kind enough to read it. Although I myself represent more of the subject of the Owl blog, I wouldn’t expect anyone to be interested in watching me merely prance around stoking my own vanity. Take my recent post about going to the dentist, for example. I posted it not just to declare, “Hey look at me. I got a tooth drilled”, but rather in the hopes that it might bring a smile to my reader’s faces. I’m fully aware that people have to have their own selfish reasons for wasting their precious time reading my blog.

Vincent said…

Quick note, Bryan – Hayden is ‘she’.

Ashok said…

Vincent I do not have any personal interest or knowledge of Nietzsche’s work and really do not care for that sort of philosophy, preferring my own personal experience in matters discussed by him and some other sources I trust.

My impression so far has been that persons who disagree with his ideas are happier and peaceful persons as compared to those who do and therefore I tend to lean towards the position I have on him, but as I said I just do not care for his work and his sort of ideas and any talk of him is like trying to talk about God to a diehard atheist or trying to describe the flavors various Belgian lace works to a cat. This cat could not care less.

I looked up briefly google as you suggested very kindly and courteously (in a polite manner most unlike Nietzsche’s admirers) and found someone close to him say that the greatest fallacy about him was that he lost his mind towards the last stages of his life. According to him he was a half mind all along.

goatman said…

I think that “intention” catches it, as you struck upon before the afterthoughts. An intention to have recorded words and pictures presented, responded to by others, and to have that archived for future retrieval.
All done in the most succinct manner, we hope.

Vincent said…

Yes, Ashok, we each have to limit our range of interests, and from snap judgements every day as to whether at this moment something is worth looking into or not; and whether we are generally in favour of something we know little about, or against. Our systems of representative democracy are based on this fact. And this is why two friends, for example, could vote for different parties.

Vincent said…

This matter of narcissism, egotism, egoism, selfishness … there is much confusion bound up in these words, if we try to find meaning in them, though in everyday speech we have no problems – we make ourselves understood perfectly well when we attach these words to persons or their actions.

If we are going to look into it more philosophically, we see that it’s our duty to further our own interests, because we cannot rely upon anyone else to do it for us. There are forms of altruism and self-sacrifice which cause their practitioners sickness and premature death–which may be praised as ‘martyrdom’. If we think that is virtuous, it is our choice–a choice which Nietzsche criticised, and identified as being infected by Christianity.

I doubt if there is anyone who has conferred benefit upon the world who has not acted from self-interest. What we object to, I think, is stupidity in the pursuit of self-interest. If someone, to get our attention focused on him, makes us laugh, as a comedian, or cry, as a tragedian, we don’t accuse him of narcissism or any of those other words.

If someone gets rich and becomes a philanthropist in order not to leave his money to the son he doesn’t trust, and has his name plastered all over buildings and charities established in perpetuity, we don’t think of him as a narcissistic soulless monster. We celebrate the good he has done. (I am not referring to any particular philanthropist. I don’t know the life stories of any of them.)

I suggest that the ones we accuse of being selfish and so on are the ones whose behaviour is stupidly annoying at one end of the scale, or fatally toxic at the other.

We don’t care about a person’s self-preoccupation or otherwise. We only care about what he gives to us—or steals from us.

I don’t have to choose between selfishness or altruism. It is civilisation which has driven the wedge between self and other, by emphasising the separation of the individual, and making it possible for an individual to flourish at the expense of others, without giving anything back.

But seen rightly, there is no conflict, and I find my individual fulfilment as an active part of the All.

ghetufool said…

every person has an urge to speak out and want the world to hear. blogging just let you do that. of course, you need to write longer pieces than tweets. so at the end of it, those who love to write remains in the proper blogworld.
you look very charming in this photo. just need some makeup before you can be cast as a chocolate hero in a Hollywood starer. the technology is already out there. have you auditioned?

Ashok said…

“Yes, Ashok, we each have to limit our range of interests, and from snap judgements every day as to whether at this moment something is worth looking into or not; and whether we are generally in favour of something we know little about, or against. Our systems of representative democracy are based on this fact. And this is why two friends, for example, could vote for different parties.”

Right on Vincent. I completely agree with that. I hope you remember that when you visit other blogs.

In any case it is a worthy discussion here. Thanks for the post that has prompted it.

Ashok said…

“If we are going to look into it more philosophically, we see that it’s our duty to further our own interests, because we cannot rely upon anyone else to do it for us. There are forms of altruism and self-sacrifice which cause their practitioners sickness and premature death–which may be praised as ‘martyrdom’. If we think that is virtuous, it is our choice–a choice which Nietzsche criticised, and identified as being infected by Christianity.”

It is not just in Christianity, selfless service and altruism produces great joy and evolution to a person of any religion and is praised allove albeit I agree that it is difficult for ordinary souls to rise above self interest, however to justify it is to be the devils advocate in my view.

If it was not for the selfless service of those that preceded us we would not be enjoying whatever we do today including peace and security in our homes and country

Hayden said…

“If we are going to look into it more philosophically, we see that it’s our duty to further our own interests, because we cannot rely upon anyone else to do it for us. ”

well said, Vincent – and as I attempted to say, the boundary lines are thin.

We are all human, so what we have to discuss is in that mutual zone of what makes us human. We talk about what we know; to do otherwise is folly. So we talk about ourselves, our experiences. To me, the goal of writing though, is primarily to find a way to connect.

So Brian, talking about a toothache in a humorous way is certainly about connecting, since there are few of us who’ve escaped that experience!

Perhaps what I’m objecting to is not only the stupidity, but the self-aggrandizing character of many blogs.

Bahh! For me, in the end I write because I write, have always written, will always do so. Letters, journals, creative attempts…. and for the last several years, blogs too. It’s a circular thing. I write blogs because at the moment it interests me more than some of the other ways to write.

Perhaps in the end all I’m doing is complaining about boring writers, about those who don’t seek to entertain or connect or instruct, but simply to strut. Strutting fails to interest me… unless it’s on a grandiose scale, and then it’s a morbid and unhealthy fascination, like watching a train wreck.

Hayden said…

sorry, Bryan, I see now I misspelled your name. my apologies.

Bryan White said…

@Hayden: That’s alright. I mistook your gender.

As for bad blogs, it can be hard to infer the author’s intention from the outside. The mortal sin, I think would be a failure to be interesting or to “connect” with the reader. If the blog appeals to you, it appeals regardless of the writer’s motives for blogging. If a blog appeals to no one then it may be the case that:

A.) The writer understands that they have to provide content worth reading, and they just fail miserably.

B.) The writer doesn’t understand the issue, thinks the world revolves around them, and thinks that people owe it to them to read any trivial banalities that they happened to post. In short, they make no effort to connect. If they write about about a trip to the dentist, they just say, “I went to the dentist” and expect people to find that fact alone interesting. The do nothing to make the experience relatable or entertaining.

C.) They flat out don’t care. They treat a blog as a personal journal visible to the world. If people read it, they read it. If they don’t they don’t. Still others might blog solely for a small audience of personal acquaintances and they have no ambition to take things to a broader level or make it relatable outside this small circle.

It’s all hard to tell, right? At the very least, it would have to be considered on a case by case basis.

Bryan White said…

@Vincent: I’m not sure if any of your statements about “selfishness” are directed at me, but I will say this: “Selfishness” to me is not always a dirty word, and I don’t mean it negatively in the comment above. I would certainly hope that people only read my writing for purely selfish reasons (that is, in the genuine rather than the ulterior sense). The last thing I would want, the last thing I would think that any writer would want, is for someone to read their writing out of charity or as some kind of favor.

Bryan White said…

Also, “What we object to, I think, is stupidity in the pursuit of self-interest.” I like this, I like the way you put it, and I agree completely.

Ashok said…

Bryan,perhaps we object to stupidity period if it is in the pursuit of self interest or altruism.

Atypical Scott said…

I was going to comment, but I left my OED at the home office. In any case, well said among the many of you who found the words to express. To you Vincent, nicely articulated.

Rebb said…

Vincent, I enjoyed your blog very much. I can relate to it and feel myself jumping inside and saying, ‘yes!’ On a side note, I couldn’t get Paddington Bear out of my head. I loved looking through his books as a child.

“…for each person is a work of art in his own estimation.” Yes, we seem to be in a constant flow of a sort of ‘work in progress,’ each finding our way. I must say too, it is always interesting to watch ‘ego’ defenses at play because whether we realize it or not, when we jump to defensive mode, he is always near. Of course, there is good arguing, debate, etc., (healthy ‘ego’) but then there is the act of feeling that we somehow have to defend our beliefs, opinions, the very things that sometimes define us perhaps without us realizing it unless kept in check. I think at this point, I’m thinking out loud. I tend to do that on your blogs 🙂

p.s.
That is a great photo of you, Vincent!

John Myste said…

I agree that that is a really great photo.

I have now seen three. His profile picture looks stern and aggressive, and arrogant. For a while he changed it one where he was smiling. I did not like that one bit. It was not the Vincent I know.

This photo combines the two gentlemen, perhaps into a real human being.

I think this photo is probably the real Vincent.

Davoh said…

heh.

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  1. I wonder, from your title, how each and everyone of us can be possessed by a god. Hobbies, the experiences and responsibilities of life, and even our thoughts. Blogging is a great way to express one’s self. In many ways it can reveal our inner self. Writing in itself inspires more writing. At least it does with me. I blog, about typewriters and sometimes radio. I’ve yet to let my writing, general writing, daily thoughts become public on a writing blog. I enjoy other people’s blogs even though I don’t comment on each post. I do read them. I truly enjoy yours, Vincent.

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