Episode 18: I Gotta lot on my Conscience
In episode 18 we take a close look at the bearded lady, visit one of Al Capone’s favorite hangouts, and find the typo responsible for everyone’s bad conscience
Part 1 [06:17] - In which we join a mob, walk through some celebrity’s split-level house, and then finally get to see the bearded lady, up close and personal
Part 2 [23:33] - In which we inspect the Vatican’s nuclear arsenal, throw around some Mardi Gras beads, and run into the big Catch-22 of Western Culture
Part 3 [38:35] - In which we hold our first dead poet, podcast poetry slam, and then listen in as a couple of guys in the outfit get an assignment from the big boss
Part 4 [1:09:08] - In which we take a little trip on the time machine to read somebody else’s mail, and end up learning how a typo made an awful lotta people confuse Frau Holzhacker with St. Teresa.
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[Hello my fellow wannabe skin specialist...]
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[the following presentation is intended only for immature audiences]
[a disgusted “ugh! well then...!”]
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["And God said 'Let there be F-Bombs' — And they were good — And they multiplied — Right here, in this podcast…"]
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Bless me Fader, for I have sinned... it’s been more than two months since my last episode...
[of all the worst possible things!]
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hey there all you wild and crazy fairytale lovers... welcome back to the Hansel and Gretel Code...
[oh, you back again?]
uh, yup... this here is Episode 18...
[I hope this is worth it]
In our last episode we got a whole lot more specific about the concept of conscience and we discovered that even a good conscience can be responsible for unconscionable acts...
[you might want to change your toothbrush]
...which is why we can say that despite urging and nagging her husband to do something bad, Frau Holzhacker actually to be the metaphoric representation of symbolizes a good, old-fashioned, ultra-conservative, Santa Claus is Comin’ to Town (he's making' a list!) conscience...
you know, that character with the halo who’s always sitting there on your right shoulder whispering words of divine encouragement — until push comes to shove, when she turns into a sadistic drill sergeant demanding blind faith to God, Country and Mom’s Gingerbread, er I mean Apple Pie...
[you little scumbag. I’ve got your name. I’ve got your ass. you will not laugh. you will not cry. you will learn by the numbers. I will teach you. now get up. get on your feet.]
[oh, and I suppose you think that’s funny, huh?]
of course, it might seem that her behavior makes her the exact opposite of a conscience... you know who I mean: that bad boy of legitimate, un-orthodox doubts who’s usually dressed in red and sits on your LEFT shoulder... the side that’s known in Latin as: sinister...
[evil laugh]
and you just know that whatever HE’s whispering, conscience is bound to tell you that it’s all just a bunch of lies that are evil as hell...
[they can make anything bad because they are the fake, fake, disgusting news]
I guess Conscience sometimes shouts...
[argidurgadurg]
In this episode, we’re going to do our best to clear up the issue of Frau Holzhacker as Conscience by doing something pretty peculiar...
[hm, what’s that?]
well, some of us are gonna go off and sneak into a carnival sideshow to see the bearded lady, and then we’re gonna go get some
[pizza]
uh, that sounds good, but no... we’re gonna go pluck some flowers from a bunch of different gardens so we can put together a bucket of flowers
[bouquet]
yeah, a literary bucket
[bouquet]
a bouquet known as a florilegia...
[mr. fancy words]
hey, you know what...? fuck it... let’s just make that a little podcast dead poet poetry slam...
[huh?]
[my name is Marc Smith... so what!!]
Example: None live at the Uptown Poetry Slam at the Green Mill, October 2, 2005
so just to bring you back up to speed on where we are in the story, lets take another listen to it up to the sentence that we’re currently dealing with:
Once upon a time there was a poor woodcutter who lived before a great forest.
He had it so rough he could scarcely feed his wife and two children.
Once, there wasn’t even any more bread, and he was terrified,[awww...]
so one night in bed his wife said to him: "Early tomorrow take both children into the woods, give them what's left of the bread, make them a big fire, and then go off and leave them alone.
For a long time, the man refused...but the woman gave him no peace until he finally said:[well alright, anything you want. Anything...]
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PART 1 [06:17]
Teil Eins: In which we join a mob, walk through some celebrity’s split-level house, and then finally get to see the bearded lady, up close and personal
[I’m going to need you to step back a minute]
if there’s one thing we all know about Conscience — at least according to psychologists and psychiatrists — it’s that there are plenty of people running around out there who just don’t have one...
[what?]
that’s right, and those people without a conscience are called
[politicians]
[oh yeah, very nice]
well, uh, them too... what I meant though was: sociopaths and psychopaths...
for the rest of us, conscience may sometimes be a blessing and sometimes a curse, but there’s no getting rid of it... it’s always there sitting on one shoulder, and it’s not just some angel whispering into one of our EARS... according to the modern philosopher Hannah Arendt, it’s the voice of God... and according to Isaiah 40, it’s a voice crying out to us from the wilderness...
[hawk screech]
and what that voice said in Isaiah makes it the Great Homogenizer... who, by the way, must have been shouting into the ear of that master builder of highways, parkways and expressways you may or may not be familiar with
[who’s that?]
Robert Moses, the man who is more than likely to have been responsible for 45’s ambition to become president...
[are you kidding me...?]
I kid you not...
<<<
on a purely speculative note, it’s awfully likely that Robert Moses was indirectly responsible for 45’s ambition to become president... and that’s because it’s not beyond the realm of possibility that 45’s old man, Fred, was more than just a little jealous of the enormous power that Robert Moses had over everyone — not only in politics, but in his old man’s line of work... and so 45 was very likely out to show his old man that he was gonna be more powerful than Robert Moses... and by extension, more powerful than his old man, Fred...
>>>
anyway, you DO remember that biblical passage I quoted in Episode 17 right...?
[no!]
well, doesn’t matter... there’s no forgetting conscience... we can’t lose it and we can’t hide from it, but we CAN sometimes manage to find ourselves temporarily out of earshot...
[how?]
one way to do that is to join a mob...
[Taco Bell or Wendy’s?]
uh, no... not that kinda mob... funny thing is though...
[funny how...? like I’m clownin’ here... to amuse you...? or what?]
um, see, you actually DO have to be a sociopath in order to make it as a mobster... and that’s because there’s no way to move up the ladder in THAT um, profession, not if you have an actual conscience, that is...
[killin’, to me, is like taking out the garbage... I don’t like doin’ it... but it’s gotta be done.]
[of course!]
forget THAT mob... what I’m talking about is the kind of mob the rest of us civilians sometimes join... the kind of ad hoc, temporary mob you sometimes hear about in the news... you know, something like a lynch mob...
[what!!]
I mean, just imagine: there you are, standing around minding your own business when some pushy bunch of hotheads comes along and they’ve got microphones and bullhorns and they’re getting everyone all worked up and carried away so that now, there’s no more me and no more you... it’s all us and we... and suddenly WE are right in the middle of a frenzied us vs. them confrontational situation...
[everybody, we need gas masks... we need weapons... we need strong, angry patr.......]
and that’s when we find ourselves joining in on the uh, fun, and we start chanting and demanding some stupid something or other, and then before you know it we’re all doing stuff that later on, our conscience — or maybe just the law — is likely give us a really hard time about...
[So, let’s have trial by combat! All of us here today...]
[argidurgadurg]
of course, there’s the much, much, much more common scenario when our conscience falls on temporarily deaf ears... which for some of us — I gotta admit — happens pretty regularly...
[what?]
yeah, well, at least for me it’s pretty much every day, somewhere around 5 PM... you know...
[um hum, yes... I must say, the wine is quite delightful]🍷
[“aren’t you drinking” “I never drink... wine”]
[ahem]
hey, like it or not we all need a conscience...
[aw, why?]
for one thing, it helps keep a lid on all sorts of potentially dangerous, ugly or just plain old stupid instincts and habits...
[um, why is he wearing a lampshade?]
see, there’s no question that conscience is a necessary and valuable tool of culture and civilization... Without the rational, civilized boundaries that conscience is meant to enforce there’s only unconscious, drunken frenzy, or some cold and calculated sociopathic invasion... We’d all go Beserk and not only cross our neighbors boundaries and destroy their peace and quiet and security... we’d destroy civilization...
[shit happens]
[oh brother]
so Conscience is not just some kind of white picket fence separating right from wrong...
Conscience is also a Rock of Gibraltar providing a stable and secure reference point that supports and promotes community, not to mention individual character and responsibility... So, it’s not nice to question conscience...
[amen!]
and yet what happens when that same rock of Gibraltar becomes a stumbling block... an unfeeling, immovable object that ruthlessly trips us up if we ever dare to deviate from the straight and narrow path... the kind of path that, at best, can only lead us to some bland and homogenized version of truth sanctioned by the prevailing culture and its utterly partisan authorities...
without a judicious touch of intoxicating freedom, we’d have nothing but a dry, cultured, police mentality... some dogmatic, fascist orthodoxy where the laws and dogma leave no room for individual expression or interpretation.
In that case the boundaries of Conscience become chains and bars, and Conscience itself hardens into a Procrustean absolute...
[just relax]
for goodness sakes, how can we possibly hope to reach our own unique and vibrant truth when Conscience forbids it...?
[I don’t know]
well sure enough, this fairytale is going to show us exactly how to do just that... along the way, we’re going to see Conscience doing its level best to bar the door to our innermost, individual truth.
right now, things are bad enough though, because the fairytale is showing us how Conscience will sometimes demand that we sacrifice the very things we should be holding most dear... just as it did when it demanded that Abraham barbecue his son Issac...
[yikes!]
And of course, when the equivalent of that happens to us in real life terms, as it sometimes does — unless we’re automatons — we find ourselves caught up in the terribly human predicament of becoming a house divided. An unpleasant state of affairs that happens so often, one of our Holzhacker’s most famous ancestors was actually quoted on the subject in: Mark 3:24-27
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If a kingdom is divided against itself, that kingdom cannot stand.
And if a house is divided against itself, that house cannot stand.
(And if Satan has risen up against himself, and is divided, he cannot stand, but has an end.)
No one can enter a strong man’s house and plunder his goods, unless he first binds the strong man.
And then he will plunder his house.
[this is relevant to my interests]
so here we have mr. nice guy, our humble and pious Herr Holzhacker, living a sincere and deliberate life — which I gotta say, must be pretty good for his conscience... and yet, as we all know that deliberate life of his is now complicated by severe difficulties outside his control.
[shit happens]
And then being no Automaton, he’s not only plagued by doubts, his Conscience is giving him so much grief he’s become that same biblical house divided.
[not good]
yeah, I’ll say...
so now there’s a famine that scares the bejeezus outta him, and while he sincerely wants to do something to prevent starvation, not just for himself, but for his whole family, the guy just can’t seem to stick to his guns and keep his family together... not after all the constant nagging of a bad Conscience — not to mention, the stereotypical difficulties of a bad marriage.
[all you ever do is sit around and play video games and jack off... what about me?]
[I’m not sayin’ nuthin...]
It might not seem logical that Conscience should want this Holzhacker house to fall or be plundered...
think about it though... if we’re right about the metaphor, it really IS his Conscience that’s got him all tied up in knots...
of course, by finally giving in to his Conscience, he might even figure that he’s got his shit together...
[indubitably]
As Professor Boswel told us in Episode 17, maybe he figures his abandoned kids will become foundlings and be raised by some other well-meaning, better off couple...
[most assuredly]
well, unfortunately for him and his kids, we already know that Conscience, freed from the humanist burden of empathy, really IS trying to plunder his house of half its assets, not only for the sake of its own survival, but specifically to feed those 2 assets — the Holzhacker kids — to the witch.
in other words, to Frau Holzhacker’s Shadow...
[oh no...]
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‼️‼️ Jungian alert! ‼️‼️
For those of you who detest the idea of Jung and his theories, or consider him a kind of carnival sideshow act, please skip ahead about 4 1/2 Minutes and meet me at the beginning of Part 2 — the next section, okay...?
[really?]
You won’t be missing anything you’d want to see or hear or know about.
[you got THAT right]
Mock or disparage Jung all you want, the rest of us intuitives are going to indulge in a simple jungian trope by taking a quick peek at the bearded lady:
[yowzah, wooo]
[sounds of an outdoor fun fair] 🎪
So, step right up and imagine our gingerbread witch, the real Satan of this story, to be Frau Holzhacker’s Shadow, living, as it does, in the forest of the Unconscious.
remember, we already spoke about all this back in episode 15
[oh yeah]
[affirmative!]
oooh, whaddya know... I guess that one guy actually DID decide to skip ahead... I wonder if we’ve lost him completely...
Well, this may not be all that important, but the fact that the mother’s demise happens in mysteriously unexplained circumstances only strengthens our contention that the witch is her Shadow.
This concept of the Shadow should make it obvious, to jungians, at least, why the two characters — the mother and the witch — have been said to be somehow linked in many of the psychologically minded interpretations of the tale... (none of which seem to make the obvious connection via Jung’s concept of the Shadow)
Shadow, of course, is a same-sex concept... according to Jung, women have a female Shadow and men have a male Shadow... at least that’s how they appear in dreams...
But taking a different, more complex, jungian step further: just imagine, if you will, that our witch is not the woman’s Shadow, but instead, is her Animus, i.e. her opposite gender archetype.
This makes the woman an Animus possessed character (or bearded lady, if you will) who’s thus acting out a problematic but terribly mundane complex in her own Psyche.
[what the fuck does that mean?]
well, being an Animus possessed woman means someone who’s unconsciously acting out her more Yang and aggressive traits. The important part of that description being the word: unconsciously... in other words, not deliberately or by conscious choice.
the gender opposite equivalent of Animus possession is a man who is Anima possessed... in other words, a guy unconsciously acting out his more Yin and receptive traits either by being passive aggressive, or worse — and much more disastrously — by using his muscular strength to act out and vent his raging emotions all at someone else’s expense... meaning, most commonly, at a woman’s expense, but there are also guys who like to act out with other men...
I’ve even heard it said by one such guy that he’d rather fight than fuck.
[no way!]
This lesser known jungian concept not only explains the why behind Frau Holzhacker’s insistence on sacrificing her own two children — i.e. because it feeds this unconscious complex — but it’s also consistent with the sort of Punch and Judy scenario engendered by her incessant nagging: i.e. she’s trying her damnedest to be the one who wears the pants in the family.
[ha, ha, interesting]
<<<
I don’t want to get us off track here, but before we leave the sideshow, do you remember how I said in Episode 1 that the district attorney trying to put Andy Dufresne into prison was an ancestor of Frau Holzhacker...? well, doesn’t it make sense how he (and by extension, Frau Holzhacker) doesn’t get to be the one who makes that call... i.e. to get rid of Andy, despite his genuine innocence... he can only try to persuade the judge to do so...
>>>
Okay? let’s get back to the podcast and find the others...
[sounds good to me, Curtis. I’ve punched the coordinates into your phone, so you just have to follow your GPS]
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PART 2 [23:33]
Teil Zwei: in which we inspect the Vatican’s nuclear arsenal, throw around some Mardi Gras beads, and run into the big Catch-22 of Western Culture
[what the fuck is that? I am confused.]
If you remember from Episode 4
[no!]
well, I guess we found the others alright...
anyway, back in episode 4 we talked about how our Holzhacker was able to hear and obey that still small voice within... the very thing that led him to his vocation... in other words the voice that was calling him to his calling...
[hello, is there somebody there?]
of course, becoming a woodcutter didn’t make him a rich man... not in terms of CashFlow... quite the opposite, in fact... but it did make him rich in ways that really count...
[ha, ha, ha — right!]
yeah, well, that calm, quiet voice not only led him to be in tune with his environment, it put him at peace with himself...
[om...sigh...ja...]
and that’s what makes the ability to hear that still, small voice of the heart — coupled with the courage to follow it — so very, very valuable...
now as far as I can tell — it also should have made him full of grace... although for some reason, grace — in its metaphoric guise as bread — was never abundant in the life of our Holzhacker... and on top of that, something drastic happened...
something abruptly shut off what really should have been a natural and modest, if not abundant flow of grace...
[what happened?]
as we all know, our story has represented that grace-blocking something as a famine... for us intuitives though, it’s obvious that the Hansel and Gretel famine is more than just a literal reference to the Great Famine of 1315... it too is a metaphor for something else... and remember just as all metaphors say A is B... this one says that our fairytale famine is something else entirely... and what that something else is has remained hidden from EVERYONE but us for the last 150 years or so...
you and I now know that the famine represents the mother of all ecclesiastical sanctions: the papal nuclear weapon known as interdiction...
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interdiction was a sanction that popes loved to impose on their most powerful enemies...
in the Middle Ages, a papal interdiction was a terrifying, inhumane weapon that caused awful collateral damage to the innocent peasants who were beholden to those papal enemies... interdiction, of course, was a virtual siege... it meant that all such innocent peasants were completely cut off from divine grace (meaning the sacraments and the word of God — as preached by papal minions) and that would go on for as long as the pope deemed it necessary to get his political demands met...
[wow... asshole!]
so if our intuitive suppositions are correct, this fairytale is telling us that the food / daily bread that has gone missing from the Woodcutter table is a metaphor for the soul food of divine grace that has gone missing... and while a famine can be properly considered an act of God... a papal interdiction was a spiteful act of Vatican oligarchy...
[don’t say that]
anyway, the sudden fairytale lack of food is such an apt and clever metaphor for the sudden and historic lack of grace that those all-too-frequent, papal interdictions imposed... don’t you think...?
[no sir!]
well, eventually we’re going to prove that this fairytale famine has much more to do with the Vatican and the wanton cruelty of popes and papal interdictions than it does with the literal Great Famine of 1315...
[this is repetitive]
yeah, yeah, I know... well, I just want emphasize that grace is an awfully desirable thing to have... no matter who we are, what our profession, or what religion we follow... we all need grace...
[why, why, why...why?]
okay, so, unlike food, grace isn’t essential for sustaining life... as we said in Episode 12, it’s soul food... the very thing we need for the survival and growth of our spirit... in other words, it’s essential for keeping us at peace with ourselves, our neighbors, and our environment... in fact, it’s the very thing that brings us true happiness... even in our own zeitgeist...
[what are you talking about...?]
now what’s important here is that we still need to learn what grace actually is... what it means to us in our own post-modern zeitgeist... we can’t just leave it as some ethereal, religious abstraction and think we’ve got it covered...
[why the fuck not?]
hey this is important, because we normally allow the concept of grace to just hover there in the ether without knowing exactly what the hell it is... fact is we all throw around that concept like Mardi Gras beads and we do it at the drop of a hat...
[I don’t think so]
oh yeah, we do... see, there’s that colloquially mundane saying we’re always ready to throw out at people when they sneeze, right...?
[I don't know what you are talking about]
at least in English...
and I’m sure you’ve heard somebody say “God bless you” in gratitude for some act of genuine kindness and charity...
[no sir!]
oh, and fuggedabout hearing the word “Blessing” said in the context of religion or religious ceremony...
[yeah, so what?]
hey, a blessing is supposed to be a gift of grace, right...?
[so how should I know... who even cares...]
well, I care... and so did the author of this fairytale... together you and I are gonna take the gift wrapping off that black box of “grace” and open it up so we can see and feel and touch and finally know exactly what it really is...
[that’s awesome]
now the amazing thing is, all we need is a little tiny taste of the stuff just to get by... the PROBLEM is, we need a daily supply of it in order to live in the Real McCoy state of happily ever after... a genuine state of true happiness that fairytales (and most religions) only beguile or even taunt us with...
[yes, yes, this is the most important part]
the Greeks had a word for this true happiness business... they called it:
[Pizza!]
uh, no... they called it Eudaimonia... εὐδαιμονία
[hmm, what is that?]
well, that’s a great question having one helluva lot of different answers, all depending on which philosopher really speaks to you and in the language most agreeable to your personal typology and personality... there’s Socrates, Plato, and Aristotle... not to mention, Kant
[a woman screams]
Fichte
[a guy screams]
and Hegel...
[oh, very nice... much better]
and then there are the Epicurians and the Stoics, the Cynics and the Sceptics... the list goes on and on and on... it even carries into our own day and age in modern Philosophy and Psychology...
[blah, blah, blah, blah]
[it’s all complicated]
it really is complicated to explain, so fuggedaboudit... we’re not going to get into the particulars... I’ll leave a link to the wiki article in the transcripts so you can see for yourself how all the various explanations do nothing but complicate the issue...
[oh, no!]
for now, all you need to know is that eudaimonia means: true, fuckin’ happiness...
[oooh, I like that!]
https://plato.stanford.edu/entries/ethics-virtue/#EudaVirtEthi
https://www.researchgate.net/publication/234860042_Eudaimonia
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and there’s absolutely no need for any one of us to embrace the Catholic faith in order to keep ourselves supplied with grace... not unless you happen to believe in the ancient doctrine of “extra ecclesiam nulla salus.” an emphatic patent on grace first applied for and claimed by St. Cyprian of Carthage some time in the 3rd Century C.E. — that patent being renewed over the centuries by pope after pope after pope... even as it became slightly modified and adapted by Luther, Calvin and Church of England honchos who chose to interpret ecclesiam as Christianity as opposed to straight-up Catholicism...
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so, getting back to grace, we’ve got something of a Catch-22 here...
[oh crap...!]
yeah, sorry to say, we need a good supply of grace to find true happiness or eudaimonia, and we need true happiness or eudaimonia to bring us real grace...
[That’s some catch, that Catch 22…! It’s the best there is…!]
and because of that Catch-22, we’ve got more questions than answers... starting with that question we just mentioned: what we do really mean by grace...? actually, not what do we mean by it, but exactly what the hell is it? not to mention: where and how can we find a real-deal, all you can eat, soul food buffet of the stuff..
[I want my pizza right now, I am very hungry]
well, I can tell you that Hansel and Gretel is gonna give us the answer to all those questions...
[hooray!]
for any answer to make sense though, the first thing we’ve gotta do is deal with the metaphoric identity of Frau Holzhacker as the voice of Conscience...
[must we?]
‘fraid so... because it goes against what seems to be common sense... I mean, haven’t we been taught that a good conscience is supposed bring us peace, happiness and eudaimonia...? not to mention grace...? so if she really represents Conscience, how does giving into all her nagging bring Herr Holzhacker any grace?
aren’t good Catholics (which we assume our Woodcutter, like the majority of medieval, pre-reformation Germans was)... aren’t they taught to trust and believe that grace — the very thing that brings true happiness — comes only from following the dictates of Conscience and staying on the good side of your spouse, er, I mean, your God...?
and, for Catholics, doesn’t a good Conscience require staying in the good graces of the pope...? because the pope, as the self-styled Vicar of Christ on Earth — not to mention the um, embodiment, of Holy Mother the Church — isn’t he supposed to be the infallible mouthpiece of God — and therefore of Conscience — because Conscience, as Hannah Arendt said, is supposed to be the voice of God...
so is Frau Holzhacker supposed to be a metaphor for the Voice of God...? or maybe more cogently, could she be a metaphor for the Mouthpiece of God and Conscience... the one residing in the Vatican...?
[oooh]
and if so, wouldn’t it mean that Herr Holzhacker’s capitulation to his wife’s plan puts him back in the good graces of the pope...?
[are you crazy?]
I don’t mean to get you all confused here, but this sure sounds like ANOTHER Catch-22... I personally don’t much care for anything that popes have to say, but I DO have a Conscience, in fact, one that sometimes sounds just like Frau Holzhacker...
[damn you!]
fortunately, I’ve also heard that still small voice of the heart... at least occasionally... and it sounds absolutely nothing LIKE Frau Holzhacker...
so here’s the crux of the matter: could Conscience really be the same thing as the still small voice of the heart???
[well, I don’t know]
well, in order to find out, I think we have to go out into the field, of poetry, and start gathering a little bucket / bouquet of flowers
[it's bouquet]
oh that’s right... forget the flowers... we’re gonna have an honest to goodness dead poet podcast poetry slam...
[this is gonna suck]
[bar ambience]
this isn’t the Green Mill in Chicago, but uh, now you can belly up to the bar and help support the podcast by buying me a cup of coffee ☕️, or a beer 🍻, or maybe even a schnapps or two 🥃
[don’t push your luck]
I’ll leave a link... because I sure could use the grace of your support... emotional and otherwise...
[don’t bother me... can’t you see I’m busy]
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PART 3 [38:35]
Teil Drei: in which we hold our first dead poet, podcast poetry slam, and then listen in as a couple of guys in the outfit get an assignment from the big boss
[I don’t give a rat’s ass whose fault it was... I want somebody’s head, and I want it now!]
alrighty then, here’s our first contestant... his name is William Cowper, and he’s been dead for over 200 years... but like a lot of our contestants, he really wanted to come back and participate in this podcast... so let’s give Bill a nice warm welcome...
[applause]
William Cowper—The Task. Bk. V. Line 685 (1785)
[clapping]
well, that was short and sweet and straight to the point... and even though it’s little too ephemeral I’d agree with you wholeheartedly, except Bill, I know that you were actually equating the still small voice of the heart with Conscience... and while I’ll grant you your poetic license, you really don’t give us any evidence to support THAT particular claim...
[angry-muttering]
what’s that...? oh, you’ve got another line from that same poem...? alrighty then, have at it:
Grace makes the slave a freeman.
William Cowper—The Task. Bk. V. Line 688 (1785)
[clapping]
nice... so you’re saying that Grace is the very reason and reward for listening to the still small voice...
[mumbling - muttering]
I like it... and once again, I agree wholeheartedly... there’s just one thing... you’re still going with the common assumption that the still, small voice and conscience are one and the same thing...
so here’s the thing... if Frau Holzhacker is both conscience and the still, small voice do you really think listening to her will bring grace back to Herr Holzhacker and his family...???
[oh absolutely!]
yeah, well, moving right along, our next contestant is an old favorite here... and just like Bill Cowper, he too has been dead for nearly 200 years... but as he told me before the show, he just HAD to come back because he loves this podcast... well, we love him too... so let’s hear it for Mr. Mad, Bad, and Dangerous to Know... George Gordon Byron...
welcome back Georgie...!
[yay]
So George, in our last episode you gave us your satiric take on conscience in your comical poem about Don Juan... and you had us all in stitches... so why don’t you go ahead and hit us with that number once again:
A quiet conscience makes one so serene! Christians have burnt each other, quite persuaded That all the Apostles would have done as they did.
Byron — Don Juan. Canto I. St. 83. (1819-1824)
[applause]
[that is so funny]
pretty straightforward sarcasm, right...? tonight, Georgie’s got a different poem for us called The Island... okay George... let’s hear it:
Yet still there whispers the small voice within,
Heard through Gain’s silence, and o’er Glory’s din;
Whatever creed be taught or land be trod,
Man’s conscience is the oracle of God.
Byron — The Island. Canto I. St. 6 (1823)
[clapping]
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Written late in his career, Byron's narrative poem The Island tells the famous story of the mutiny on board the Bounty, and follows the mutineers as they flee to a South Sea island, "their guilt-won Paradise."
>>>
Well, George, that sounds like you’ve contradicted your last poem... because I think you’re doing exactly what Bill Cowper did... the both of you are conflating conscience with the still, small voice...
[affirmative!]
well, thanks anyway Byron old buddy... thanks for coming back and we look forward to seeing you in the future...
so I dunno... whadda you guys think...?
Was Byron really just as conflicted and confused as Herr Holzhacker about the difference between his conscience and the still, small voice...?
[no... um, i’m not so sure]
I mean, what are we supposed to think when bold, brash Byron rehearses a naive, Sunday School version of the still, small voice. Is conscience really something so utterly sacred, infallible, and beyond reproach?
[yup!]
and once again, is it REALLY the same thing as the still, small voice...???
[yes]
well, if it IS, we’d better go back to the drawing board and come up with a different metaphoric interpretation of Frau Holzhacker.
[oh that’s not good]
in that case, seeing her as the voice of conscience would just make no sense... in acting like a devil, how could she possibly be both the nagging and un-empathic mouthpiece of God and the empathic still small voice...
[who cares?]
I think we have a right, maybe even even a duty, to find out for certain if there’s a difference between conscience and the still, small voice... and if there is, what that difference might actually be.
[alright, if you insist]
We’ve already heard conscience called the voice crying out in the wilderness, and we’ve heard it call for an enormous highway construction project meant to put us on the straight and narrow and get us all going in the same direction... and then we saw how it was confusingly co-opted by dogma in that Abraham and Issac barbecue affair.
you remember THAT, don’t you...?
[no!]
after demanding blind obedience by ordering Abraham to barbecue his own son, Abe finally comes to his senses... but only after something tells him to change the menu and substitute mutton for boy... and I gotta tell you, the way that story is written, I’d no more expect big daddy Yahweh to give up his taste for boy than big daddy Putin to give up his taste for the Ukraine...
[as long as there are 2 people on the planet left, someone’s shit is going to get slapped]
[oh brother...]
hey, calling conscience the still, small voice might sound poetically correct, and it might even be dogmatically correct, but my intuition says not so fast...
[okay, now what?]
so let’s try a different approach... let’s see if we can’t figure out exactly what that still small voice is
[let’s take a look at that mouth... say ah.....]
[ahem]
okay, so what actually was the origin of the phrase: the still small voice?
[well, I don’t know]
turns out that the Old Testament story of Elijah in 1 Kings 19 is pretty much considered the source of the idea, even if in some translations, instead of a voice, it’s more of a Simon and Garfunkel-y sound of silence...
so let’s listen to the crucial moment in Elijah’s story when the Lord says to him:
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Go out, and stand on the mountain before the Lord.
And behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind tore into the mountains and broke the rocks in pieces before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind; and after the wind an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake; and after the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire; and after the fire a still small voice.
1 Kings 19:11-12
[good evening, I’ve been expecting you]
<<<
alternative translation:
"and after the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire; and after the fire a sound of sheer silence."
>>>
here we have the voice of the lord, which is always presumed to be conscience, and now it’s being called a still small voice... this time, instead of bringing along a highway construction crew, it arrives amid all sorts of seismic and meteorologic activity... which I suppose makes both voices sound awfully similar... but I gotta say, there’s still no sign of empathy entering the picture.
in fact, the back story to this voice is that Elijah’s been complaining to the Lord about Jezebel and what SHE’s been up to and how she’s been mistreating his people...
[that’s not good]
and while the Lord aims to free up Elijah’s people, what he’s saying is awfully peculiar if not somehow vaguely familiar... so let’s listen to the next part of that bible story... the important part comes just 3 verses after all that Sturm und Drang earthquake business...
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Then the Lord said to him: Go, return on your way to the Wilderness of Damascus; and when you arrive, anoint Hazael as king over Syria. Also you shall anoint Jehu the son of Nimshi as king over Israel. And Elisha the son of Shaphat of Abel Meholah you shall anoint as prophet in your place. It shall be that whoever escapes the sword of Hazael, Jehu will kill; and whoever escapes the sword of Jehu, Elisha will kill.
1 Kings 19:15-17
[capisce...?]
Now I don’t know about you, but this don’t sound too much like some uplifting passage you’d wanna read to the kids in Sunday School... sounds more to me like some secret plan on the part of the Chicago outfit for um, going to the mattresses...
[huh?]
you know, like Damascus could be code for Park Ridge... Syria could be code for Skokie... and Israel could be code for, uh, like Berwyn...
[BERWYN?!?!]
[ahem]
Are we really supposed to believe that our own still, small voice of the heart can sometimes be void of empathy? or worse, be the voice of a mafioso...
[what the fuck]
Clearly — or maybe not so clearly — there’s gotta be a difference between this ruthless, biblical voice and the empathic one that was trying to keep Herr Holzhacker true to his heart and to his kids.
Whatever that intuitive difference is, it’s the very thing that distinguishes the still small voice from conscience... and yet dogma stubbornly insists that the two are always one and the same.
[that shit is fucked up]
so where the hell did THAT idea come from...???
[I don’t think you know]
well, I gotta tell you, it seems to have arisen in another one of those goofy, philologic mistranslations from Greek to Latin to English... just like the one we came across in Episode 10
remember...?
[no!]
yeah, I didn’t think so...
well, before we clear up that mystery let’s at least try to figure out what this thing is we’re referring to when we use the word, “conscience?”
what do we actually mean by conscience...
[yeah, whadda we mean by dat?]
I’m not looking for a definition... we’ve got dictionaries for that, and they’re no better at explaining what a conscience is than, I don’t know... Soupy Sales
[that’s correct...]
hey when it comes to most things, we don’t think in terms of definitions... we think in terms of stories... so what’s the story we tell ourselves about conscience...?
[so what’s the story, Ritchie?]
well, a lot of those stories about conscience come from people telling us we should just shut up and FOLLOW the damn thing... you know... like when Yahweh took Abraham aside and told him to follow his WIFE’S advice and get rid of his baby mama, Hagar the Bond Girl,
[ooh!]
er, bond woman, along with her son, Ishmael...
so here’s a folksy little meme encompassing all of those stories... a meme that just about every single one of us in the english speaking world has heard at least once in our lives:
Let your conscience be your guide.
[oh yeah... very nice]
you can find it in a well-researched anthropologic tome known as the Dictionary of American Proverbs...
[oooh]
and although the book doesn’t give the origin of this perfectly homogenized piece of advice, what it DOES indicate is that it’s a saying heard all across America... and while it’s more than plausible that it was originally distilled into English right out of Western European Consciousness, it was only turned into a meme in 1940, via Walt Disney’s sugar-laden version of Pinocchio:
[have a cupcake!] 🧁🧁
I’ll leave a link
[god bless you]
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Give a Little Whistle
Music: Leigh Harline
Lyrics: Ned Washington
When you get in trouble and you don't know right from wrong
Give a little whistle! Give a little whistle!
When you meet temptation and the urge is very strong
Give a little whistle! Give a little whistle!
Not just a little squeak, pucker up and blow
And if your whistle's weak, yell, "Jiminy Cricket!"
Right!
Take the straight and narrow path
And if you start to slide
Give a little whistle! Give a little whistle!
And always let your conscience be your guide
well there it is, for the majority of us Boomers, Conscience was that avuncular seeming Jiminy Cricket with his ostentatious top hat and spats...
[crazy little man]
so is that the best and truest representation of conscience we’ve got...?
[so how should I know — who even cares?]
As with all such questions that theologians, philosophers and, um, Walt Disney have tried to answer, there’s plenty more poetry weighing in on the matter... so let’s get back to our dead poets podcast poetry slam and this time, instead of a cricket, conscience is a crab...
[you kids get off my lawn!]
um, not that kinda crab...
here’s our next contestant: George Crabbe...
[dad joke groans]
this George is relatively young... he’s only been dead for about 190 years...
the poem he’s gonna perform for us is called the Struggles of Conscience, and it was first published around 1812, which coincidently was the year that Hansel and Gretel was first published...
[oh really?]
yeah, well, that’s pretty much all it is in terms of philology... just a coincidence...
Alright George, take it away:
Oh, Conscience! Conscience! man’s most faithful friend,
Him canst thou comfort, ease, relieve, defend;
Crabbe (Tale XIV)—Struggles of Conscience. Last Lines. (492-495)
[crickets]
so for those of you keeping score, you realize George was paraphrasing a much older poem from a verrry famous poet... and tonight we’ve got a real treat for you, because as a special guest we’ve got that poet...
as one of the godfathers of western poetry, this guy’s real poetic royalty, and he’s been dead for over 750 years... so let’s hear it for the one, the only, Dante...
[applause]
coscienze m’assicura,
la buona compagnia che l’uom francheggia
sotto l’asbergo del sentirsi pura.
Dante—Inferno - Canto XXVIII vv. 115 - 117 (1308-1321)
[si, si, esatto]
[ahem]
[But I remained to look upon the throng and such a thing I saw as I should be afraid to tell of without further proof if it were not that conscience reassures me, the good companion which beneath the breastplate of conscious purity emboldens man.]
But I remained to look upon the crowd;
And saw a thing which I should be afraid,
Without some further proof, even to recount,
If it were not that conscience reassures me,
That good companion which emboldens man
Beneath the hauberk of its feeling pure.
[applause]
well, there you have it, Crabbe was basically paraphrasing from Dante’s Inferno...
so, according to Crabbe and Dante, Conscience is both a good friend and a medieval bulletproof vest... something that let’s you feel protected and safe, if not just a little bit reckless and kinda smug...
[but THAT is not all]
exactly...
Dante’s got another little snippet for us, so let’er rip...
O tu, cui colpa non condanna...
[oh boy, oh boy...]
see, here is Dante implying the thing that Conscience is probably best known for:
[hmm, what’s that?]
well, it sure isn’t grace:
so let me translate for you...
Another then who had his neck pierced through and his nose cut off as far as neath his brows, and who had one ear only, having stopped to gaze in wonder with the others there opened before the rest his throat whose neck vermillion was on every side and said: O thou that by thy guilt are not condemned and who up in the Latin land I’ve seen, unless too great resemblance play me false, call Pier da Medicina to their mind....
[crowd claps]
that’s right: conscience is probably best known for guilt...
[GUILT!]
[boo]
so, we’re not gonna bring George Crabbe back out here... he and Dante wanted to do some bar hopping before they get back to uh, you know, the grave... so they’ve both, uh, left us...
but Georgie wanted me to read this other poem of his... and I gotta tell you, he was being more of a bird than a crustacean, because once again, he pretty much parrots what Dante had already said:
[i’m listening]
Oh, Conscience! Conscience! — blah, blah, blah — comfort, ease..., defend;
But if he will thy friendly checks forego,
Thou art, oh! woe for me, his deadliest foe!
Crabbe (Tale XIV)—Struggles of Conscience. Last Lines. (492-495)
[boo, you suck, get off the stage...]
ooh... you guys really are a tough crowd... well, to paraphrase Georgie’s paraphrase of Dante: if you obey conscience, all is well... but woe is you if you tell it to go to hell...
[boo, boo, quit it man, boo, boo...]
alrighty then, um, moving right along, we’ve got another contestant tonight, and I would have to say that he’s our featured guest... and while he’s not gonna recite his poetry, he’s still gonna perform for us... his name is Bill, and he’s been dead for just over 400 years...
[mumbling]
uh, what’s that...?
[mumbling]
Bill isn’t here...?
[mumbling]
he sent some actors to read his stuff...
[mumbling]
well, alright
My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale,
And every tale condemns me for a villain.
Perjury, perjury, in the highest degree;
Murder, stern murder, in the direst degree;
All several sins, all used in each degree,
Throng to the bar, crying all “Guilty, guilty!”
Richard III Act V. Sc. 3. L. 205-211
[applause]
well, so far, we’ve got Conscience being hailed as a good friend... one that can give you a bullet-proof vest that will make you feel pure and blameless... and just like a real BFF, it can prop you up and make you feel a touch smug compared to the rabble...
so, uh, what’s not to like...? except of course, then it goes and makes you feel guilty as hell... which I think is the way a lot of us tend to know conscience...
[nonsense!]
yeah, well, here’s another reading from that Richard III thing (Act 1 Scene 4)...
FIRST MURDERER Where’s thy conscience now?
SECOND MURDERER O, in the Duke of Gloucester’s purse.
FIRST MURDERER When he opens his purse to give us our reward, thy conscience flies out.
SECOND MURDERER ’Tis no matter. Let it go. There’s few or none will entertain it.
FIRST MURDERER What if it come to thee again?
SECOND MURDERER I’ll not meddle with it. It makes a man a coward: a man cannot steal but it accuseth him; a man cannot swear but it checks him; a man cannot lie with his neighbor’s wife but it detects him. ’Tis a blushing, shamefaced spirit that mutinies in a man’s bosom. It fills a man full of obstacles.
[awkward audience laughter]
well, I don’t think the character in question was talking about constipation, but conscience can also be a real pain in the ass, I guess...
[dad joke groans]
and now another snippet from Richard III:
Conscience is but a word that cowards use,
Devis’d at first to keep the strong in awe.
Richard III Act V. Sc. 3.
[clapping]
spoken like a true politician,
and now we’ve got a reading from Hamlet in which Bill pretty much parrots himself...
Thus Conscience does make Cowards of us all,
Hamlet Act III Scene 1
alrighty, so Conscience isn’t just a pain in the ass, Conscience is something of a bully... kinda like an enforcer... you know, someone along the lines of Luca Brazzi or Furio Giunta...
[!xx#!!*#!]
and as an encore, we’ve got a reading from Titus Andronicus, a play that’s so bloodthirsty and perverse, it makes Goodfellas seem like a bunch of really nice guys... the lines in question are spoken by a character called Aaron, the boy toy of the wife of the Roman emperor:
I know thou art religious,
And hast a thing within thee called conscience,
With twenty popish tricks and ceremonies,
Which I have seen thee careful to observe.
Titus Andronicus Act V. Sc. 1. L. (76-79)
[laughter and clapping]
I think this is our winner tonight...
it sounds like a pretty straightforward jab at Catholicism, and we’re eventually gonna see that the sentiment here is awfully consistent with the satiric aims of our fairytale author.
[oooh]
yet (sigh) despite all of this poetic evidence, I still don’t think we have any real clarity on this business of conscience...
[aw, why...?]
well, we’ve got a guest performer here who’s got something to say about that, and he’s only been dead for, uh, lets see... oh whaddya know, almost exactly 160 years... so let’s hear it for Henry David Thoreau...
[meagre clapping]
For most men, it appears to me, are in a strange uncertainty about it, whether it is of the devil or of God, and have somewhat hastily concluded that it is the chief end of man here to 'glorify God and enjoy him forever'.
Thoreau — Walden (1854)
[meagre clapping]
now by “it” Thoreau actually meant life itself... but between the lines, he’s also talking about conscience, the still, small voice, and the end game of eudaimonia — or true, fucking happiness...
[that’s nice]
I’m also gonna read you something from Goethe:
Zwei Seelen wohnen, ach! in meiner Brust,
Die eine will sich von der andern trennen.
Goethe—Faust. I. Lines: 1112, 1113
[your German pronunciation must be much better]
[eh, it’s okay]
Two souls, alas! reside within my breast,
and each withdraws from and repels its brother.
[yay]
let’s face it... if wiser heads like those of Thoreau and Goethe say so, it must be the simple human condition to always be a house divided and remain confused over this business of conscience vs. the still small voice.
[oh crap!]
maybe even especially after those of us who’ve actually heard the still, small voice, find to our horror, that it violates the tenets of everything we’ve come to trust and believe in as Conscience...
and God help us if we manage to hear and actually FOLLOW that still, small voice... because right in that moment when we step up and decide to follow what happens to be the real McCoy hero’s journey, conscience is only too likely to take us for a ride on a helluva long guilt trip...
[hello Carlo]
[uh, oh]
*🎶*🎶*
PART 4 [1:09:08]
Teil Vier: In which we take a little trip on the time machine to read somebody else’s mail, and end up learning how a typo made an awful lotta people confuse Frau Holzhacker with St. Teresa
[I hereby inform you by the powers entrusted to me under Section 47 Paragraph 7 of Council Order number 438476 that Mr. Buttle residing at 412 North Tower Shangri-La Towers has been invited to assist the Ministry of Information with certain inquiries.]
well, if we’re looking for eudaimonia, or true fucking happiness, it seems pretty clear that a guilt trip with conscience isn’t the best way to get there...
[and why not?]
I’m convinced that for the great majority of us, only the still, small voice can do that... the very thing our Holzhacker HAD been following before he ended up listening to his wife...
[I’m not sayin’ nothin...]
we’ve already heard from Thoreau and Goethe... but we have even BETTER evidence that Conscience and the still, small voice are 2 totally separate and different things...
[ah, yes, you’re getting two for the price of 1]
so let’s take a brief trip on the time machine to read a letter that Vincent van Gogh wrote to his friend Anthon van Rappard on Monday, November 21, 1881...
[doors closing. standing passengers please do not lean against the doors]
[spatial-temporal coordinates are currently unknown]
it might sound a little sappy — at least to begin with — but Vincent has a way of saying things that paints a shockingly clear portrait of Herr Holzhacker listening to his wife in bed...
[I ain’t got nuttin you want. Yeah you have, you just won’t give it to me]
[ahem]
[sound of unfolding a letter to read]
...let us surrender our souls to our cause and let us work with our heart and love what we love.
Love what we love, what an unnecessary warning that seems, and yet how great a raison d’être. After all, how many people expend their best efforts on something that isn’t worthy of their best efforts, and treat what they love in a ‘stepmotherly’ fashion instead of giving themselves openly to the irresistible urging of their heart. And we even think that behavior such as the above (sticking to our duty) shows ‘firmness of character’ and ‘strength of mind’, and we expend our efforts on an unworthy one and neglect our true lass. And all of that with ‘the most sacred of intentions’ and ‘thinking we must do it’ from a ‘moral conviction’ and ‘sense of duty’. Thus we have ‘the beam in our own eye’, confusing a seeming or would-be conscience with our real conscience.
From: Vincent van Gogh
Date: Etten, Monday, 21 November 1881
[a mirthful “somebody’s reading my thoughts”]
See, I think that’s the real crux of the matter... we’re all so used to confusing a would-be, stepmotherly conscience with our real conscience... by which it’s obvious that Vincent meant the still, small voice of his heart...
Still, so much confusion wrapped up in a single word.
So why is that...?
[hey Jerry, what’s the story?]
well, I promised earlier that I would explain... remember?
[no!]
back in episode 10 we learned that Marsilio Ficino, (in translating a work of Proclus) translated the Greek word Noeros into Latin and used the word intellectuali, as opposed to something closer to the idea of intuition... and in doing so, he may have made generations of hair-splitting, intellectuals and academics happier than pigs in, um, um, you know...
except THAT made it 1000 times more difficult for any naturally intuitive person to discover that they even had an Intuition, not to mention what Intuition might actually be... so here, in the case of the word conscience, we have good old St. Jerome to thank for all the confusion... remember him from the last episode?
[No sir!]
sure you do... he was the guy who first wrote those words: Sancta Simplicitas... words that somebody turned into a meme by copying and pasting them into the story of Jan Hus...
so here’s the deal: some time between the years 405 and 420, Jerome was famously trying to suss out the meaning in a wild and crazy passage from the Old Testament Book of Ezekiel... in that case he was writing about Ezekiel’s famous hallucination, er I mean vision of the fiery chariot, and the 4 faces he saw... faces that became the icons associated with the 4 new testament evangelists... so here’s verse 10 of the relevant passage:
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Ezekiel 1:10
Their faces looked like this: Each of the four had the face of a human being, and on the right side each had the face of a lion, and on the left the face of an ox; each also had the face of an eagle.
[bird screech]
writing in Latin, Jerome used the amazing Greek word: synteresin
[huh?]
and this word became catnip for medieval scholastics to ponder, debate and attempt to resolve when he called synteresin: the scintillae conscientia - the spark of conscience -
[what kind of crap is this?]
see, the greek word for conscience was syneidesis, while synteresis was a very different ball of wax...
[pseudo-intellectual bullshit!]
and so he had all those intellectuals jumping around trying to figure out if conscience and synteresin were one and the same thing or just a friggen’ typo...
[oh my god, this is just fucking stupid]
doh... gettin’ a bit testy, aren’t we...
well, by most modern philosophic and theologic accounts, what really stands out is that synderesis is practically the same thing as Noeros, which was the word that Ficino had translated into intellectuali... and as I’ve already said, Noeros doesn’t mean Intellect — certainly not in the way we post-moderns think about that word intellect...
For you and me here and now — and for Proclus (whom Ficino was translating) writing in the 5th Century BCE, Noeros means Intuition...
[ooh]
back in Ficino’s day — a full two millenia AFTER Proclus — intellectuali probably had some connotations related to Intuition... but whatever those connotations might have been have all crumbled away from the word, intellect... and the story that’s ingrained in our post-modern Culture concerning intellect has NOTHING at all to do with Intuition...
[why not?]
there are numerous reasons for that... the most fundamental one being that no matter how hard you try... no matter how intellectual you are... you can’t put Intuition into words... you can only put it into a story... which is, after all, the very reason we have fairytales...
[wow]
so I’m here to tell you, that Intuition, and therefore Synderesis, is what I mean by the still, small voice of the heart... and that’s why it makes so much sense to see a great distinction between conscience and the still, small voice...
the still, small voice is synderesis... it’s your Intuition... it’s not your conscience...
[that’s it! um hmm...]
conscience, or conscientia is what all the medieval writers and intellectuals meant when speaking about logical, rational and dogmatic reasons for distinguishing between right and wrong...
[so that’s the story, Jerry? — that’s the story — oh no!]
hey this is all more than just a matter of semantics... the word is not the thing... so here IS the thing:
Conscience is collective... it’s what tells you how to be like everyone else... it’s what makes you a good member of the collective and the culture... it’s what makes you a good follower...
The still, small voice, or synteresis, is personal... it tells you how to be your best, unique self... it’s what makes you stand out from the crowd... it’s what makes you a good leader...
[holy shit]
synteresis (or synderesis, or even St. Teresa’s if you prefer) is a magical word... there’s a rich story within that very word and it corresponds to exactly what happens to you whenever and wherever you hear, recognize and follow the still, small voice...
[I think that we should do that]
unfortunately, there are ALWAYS real difficulties involved: just being able to HEAR that still small voice is tough enough... Conscience is usually trying to drown it out... and Conscience is the one voice most capable of doing that...
and then even if you CAN hear it, IDENTIFYING the still, small voice is a real problem... if you’re not tuned into your intuition, it can sound just like noise... noise that your intellect is only too happy to dismiss as irrelevant...
see, not too many of us are taught to identify the still, small voice... in fact, we’re more often taught to dogmatically disregard, doubt and overrule it... and then most of us are taught that Conscience and servitude to Dogma are that very voice of the heart.
The fact is, whenever we contemplate choosing to follow the voice of our true calling, we are assailed by conscience and guilt as well as by doubt.
that is, unless we’ve been parented and brought up in a culture that fosters an attitude of reverence for the voice of our true calling — our own Truth... and the SAD truth is that we have so very few examples of someone successfully identifying and following the voice of the heart...
[now THAT sounds like grade A bullshit]
sure, we’ve got story upon story of courageous people following the voice of Conscience... still, we all have to ask ourselves at some point in life: HOW DO WE DISTINGUISH between the quietly insistent still, small voice of the heart and that nagging voice of Upbringing, Duty and Conscience that’s taken over just about all the space between our ears?
[what a load of crap!]
seriously... what is the difference between our calling — what is calling us to the Numinous — and our Conscience, which is always and only calling upon us to follow the rules?
[I don’t know, mate]
I think you already know...
I mean: if you ignore your conscience, you can be sure that you’re going to feel guilty...
if you ignore the voice of your heart, you’re not going to feel guilty... you’re gonna feel something very different, something even more unpleasant than guilt...
[oh no!]
ignore the voice of your heart and you can be sure you’re going to experience real heartache... which is exactly what our woodcutter is about to go through...
[you just ruined everything!]
🎶 Meanwhile in Bavaria 🎶
in our next episode we’re gonna hear from the Grimm’s themselves... we'll hear from another dead poet who just couldn’t make it to this episode’s poetry slam, and then we’ll go off to one of those dinner-theatre thingys for a little entertainment, and a nice big meal of steak tartare and blood sausage...
[mmmm...!]
as an appetizer to that meal, we’re gonna hear from the Grimms themselves... that is to say, their very particular revision to this part of the story... so let’s listen to what THEY heard the Holzhackers saying to each other in bed...
(and once again, thanks to Librivox recordings and that excellent voice actor, Bob Neufeld)
"No, wife," said the man, "I will not do that; how can I bear to leave my children alone in the forest? the wild animals would soon come and tear them to pieces." "O, thou fool!" said she, "Then we must all four die of hunger, thou mayest as well plane the planks for our coffins," and she left him no peace until he consented. "But I feel very sorry for the poor children, all the same," said the man.
so, I don’t know how many of you guys are out there listening to the podcast...
[what part of silence don’t you understand?]
and maybe you’re tired of me whining and pleading with you to please, please, puhleeeeze keep spreading the word... so today, I’m not even gonna do that...
[oh wow, I appreciate that... thank you so much!]
oh yes, you’re very welcome... just don’t forget you can find full transcripts including all the voice and music credits for each episode on the website:
[visit us on the web at wwwwwwwwwwwww dot]
betweenthelines.xyz
you’ll also find extra links within the transcripts giving you more information related to the European history mentioned in each episode as well as the dead poets in this episode...
[oh my]
alrighty then... ciao a chiunque...
or as Dante might have said “hieunque”
[this recording will self destruct in 5 seconds]
[sound of ticking timer]
[ciao, ciao]
[toaster oven bell]
got a question, or just want to say hi...?
*Chapter Titles read by Anna Jacobsen*
*Librivox recording of Hansel and Gretel read by Bob Neufeld*
*🎶*🎶* Bleeping Demo by Kevin MacLeod of filmmusic.io
🎶 "Anachronist" by Kevin MacLeod and licensed under filmmusic.io/standard-license
🎶 "Meanwhile in Bavaria" by Kevin MacLeod and licensed under filmmusic.io/standard-license
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