cell913blog.com #67
There is a Judaic concept, tzimtzum, God’s ‘self-contraction’ to vacate space for the world’s creation, as applied to clinical psychology, that serves as a model promoting a community-centric approach. In Yann Martel’s novel, Life of Pi, a cargo ship Tsimtsum sinks at a pivotal point of the plot. Tzimtzum results in the empty space in which spiritual and physical worlds and ultimately free will can exist.
On substack.com,in a piece entitled, ‘What you
do is Who you Are,’ The Theology of Culture, by Zohar Atkins (no relation), we
find:
‘Culture
is what you do when the boss is not there,’ is a great tagline for thinking
about God’s culture in the Nietzschean age, in which it is claimed that ‘God is
Dead,’ or if you prefer (Martin) Buber’s terminology, ‘eclipsed.’ In fact the
medieval idea of tzimtzum
takes Nietsche’s claim of divine absence and elevates it; God intentionally
withdraws to stress test the culture. God wants to know how people will behave
when they aren’t trying to curry favour.
And from
Kol Hamevaser.com, (The Jewish Thought Magazine of the Yeshiva University
Student Body in a piece entitled: Tzimtzum, Divine and Human Constriction: A
Meeting-Place Between the Divine and Human, by Leah Klahr, January 26, 2017 we
read:
According
to the allegorical interpretation of tzimtzum, rather than describing a literal
process of change within God, the concept of tzimtzum establishes a
construct through which one can understand the relationships between the world
and God. Concealment of an aspect of God’s omnipresence empowers creation with
an illusory sense of independence, enabling it to exist in the face of
infinity. As contemporary scholar Tamar Ross writes, ‘The act of divine
tzimtzum was likened by some to the situation of a teacher who conceals the
full scope of his knowledge so that some limited portion of it may be revealed
to his student. Just as the wisdom of the teacher is unaffected by this
concealment, so too all forms of existence gain a sense of their selfhood as a
result of the hiding of God’s all- pervasive presence, yet God’s all-embracing
monolithic unity remains the same.
In a
positivistic, empirical, literal, culture in which ‘function’ and
accomplishment are considered one’s identity, and presence, the primary, if not
exclusive, qualification of a person’s ethic, value, commitment, performance
and relevance, the very notion of ‘absence,’ ‘withdrawal,’ detachment,’
‘withholding,’ ‘concealment,’ is predictably regarded as ‘specious,’
unethical,’ ‘immoral,’ ‘disengagement,’ ‘irresponsibility,’ ‘evil,’ ‘derelict,’
‘worthless,’ is viewed with contempt.
In the
contemporary, North American ethos, the binary, without exceptions,
moderations, middle-terrain, nuance, and mutual inter-relations between the
either-or, not merely dominate: they suffocate! That applies to the cognitive,
the rhetorical, the public discourse, the ethical and moral domains, and the
reductionistic, simplistic,
literalistic, empirical, cardboard assessments and decisions that pervade the
public square.
At the
moment, there are insidious and spurious attempts by various Republican members of the House of
Representatives to investigate the complicity of Vice-president Kamala Harris
in the alleged cover-up of President Biden’s ageing, as another of the many
specious charges to accuse her of deception, lying and thereby
untrustworthiness.
Unable to
confront their own drowning in the lies perpetrated by their own leader and his
sycophants, in fact, so embedded in the methodology of projecting onto their
opponents the very worst of their own character, they are unable (unwilling?
refusing? denying? or falling into the myth of being hoisted on (with, by)
their own petard) to acknowledge their own chicanery. ‘Hoist with his own
petard’ from Hamlet, means that a bomb-maker is blown (hoist) off he ground by
his own bomb (petard), indicating a reversal or poetic justice.
Framed by
the concept of tzimtzum, conventionally interpreted as a ‘self-less’,
‘sacrificial,’ and ‘heroic’ act, in contemporary North American culture,
Biden’s decision to withdraw from the presidential race to and for which his
life, biography, intentions, commitments and political identity seemed to
exist, offers a poetic interpretation. So too, does the ‘hoisted on their own
petard’ framing of the aspirations of Democratic campaigners, leaders and a
considerable portion of the American electorate.
In an
overt, (and unconscious) attempt to elevate what has been a battle of ad
hominum barbs on character, personality and morality, there is now another
overt (and also somewhat unconscious) effort to elevate the presidential
campaign to epic, heroic, mythic proportions. The guttural ‘sewer’ language and
perspective of one side is being countered by the ‘highly righteous’ and highly
moral, ethical, and heroic language, perspective and attitudes of the other.
Sadly, the penchant for extremes, if not couched in personal attacks, continues.
Reducing
the issues facing the United States to language that not merely resorts to, but
actually demonizes the opposition, whether within his own party or beyond, is
the signature of the Republican former president, that insults its multiple targets,
and reduces the perpetrator to a caricature of both the presidency and the
nation.
A clearly
articulated description, with logic, supporting information, clear and comprehensible
language fit for the public square, the classroom, the court room and the local
bar and restaurant by the presumptive Democratic candidate, Kamala Harris, and presumably
her choice of running mate, sounds somewhat strange in the echo chamber of vacuous
slander, defamation, retribution, revenge and contempt to which the American
public has been subject since 2015 when ‘he’ slid down the escalator.
And the act
of full acknowledgement of the verities, the limits, the inevitability and the
incorrigibility of old age, through no ‘fault’, avoidance, denial, repression
or self-deception of his own (even though the public outcry prompted a
three-week reflection), only enhances the chasm of differences between Biden
and Trump, and more importantly, between those competing leaders from the two
political parties.
Timely,
considered, sacrificial and indeed self-effacing withdrawal, far from being a
defeat, a surrender, and certainly even farther from demonstrating ‘weakness,’
in this context has at least Greek-tragedy overtones, and even hints at
tzimtzum. The continent, including every town, hamlet, city and county is
replete with generations of men and women who, through no negligence, or
irresponsibility or self-indulgence, face the daily indications of wrinkles,
arthritis, memory loss, slower and more awkward steps, often blurred vision,
fewer teeth, hearing loss, and a mind with both insight and creativity that
yearns and longs for a place to deploy what talents and skills, memories and wisdom
remain accessible.
Indeed, the
very erosion of those traits that provided the energy, the direction, the
appetite, the ambition and the determination to exercise those traits in some
honourable service modality actually exaggerates, inflates and deepens the
difficulty to face the mirror and declare, “It’s time!”….for me to consider hiring
someone to cut the lawn, to shovel the snow, to rake and gather leaves, to have
the groceries and medications delivered. And for those, like President Biden,
to relinquish the office, the opportunity, the dream, the honour, the applause,
the recognition and the hope of the office and the potential to accomplish the
many envisioned laws and to uplift the millions of men, women and children still
looking to him for hope, promise and opportunity for themselves.
Sunsets, on
the geographic, and planetary ‘horizon,’ while inspiringly beautiful, restful,
reflective, and comforting in a poetic and aesthetic way, nevertheless, bring a
consciousness of the ‘end of the day’….however that image comes and remains on
each of our retinas as well as in our memory and imagination.
Just as the
tzimtzum offers, at least allegorically, a link between the finite and the
infinite, so too does the sunset remind us that time, for this day is winding
down, with the comforting promise of a new sunrise, on the calendar and in our
lives.
‘In the
very end, civilizations perish because they listen to their politicians and not
to their poets.’ (Jonas Mekas). Critics will argue that the personal lives of
many poets were bereft of honour, dignity, public acclaim, and public respect.
It is, however, their words, their thoughts, their emotions and their wisdom
that remains, untainted by whatever slights and slings and arrows their
reputations endured.
In a single
‘act’ of withdrawal, President Joseph Robinette Biden Jr. etched his name and
face into the granite of American memory, American history, and American
poetry. Shocking, somewhat surreal and indisputable, at both the literal and
the metaphoric/poetic levels, Biden incarnated the bridge between the
here-and-now and the ‘beyond,’ as it can be imagined in the image of ‘our
better angels’.
And, paradoxically,
while he can expect only words of praise from his peers and his nation, his
single ‘non-act’ has the potential to cut through the iron veil that keeps the
poetic and the empirical from being and perceived to be attached. Whether or
not the president was apprised of the word tzimtzum in the course of his
reflections seems irrelevant. What is significant is the heroic, somewhat epic,
and certainly indelible imprint his own ‘withdrawal’ has and will continue to
draw out new and previously unimagined exploits, projects, dreams and aspirations
from his American friends and countrymen and woman.
And just as
the world watches (and filmed) his stumbling gait, his gaps in memory, his
slurs in speech, his legislative accomplishments and his political mis-steps,
the final chapter of his biography and obituary will include the spiritual, political,
poetic and dramatic non-act of American mythology.