In my first post, I discussed Augustine’s idea that a
community is bound by common “objects of love,” by real things which people experience in common. I hope here to use that
definition to get a better handle on why the canon—the art and ideas that are
foundational to our culture—needs to be central to any academic community.
The arguments “against” the canon are not without merit. I don’t think I have to rehash them in their entirety here, but more or
less I’m speaking of the movements that gained influence in the last
half-century or so in the academy and sought to de-centralize university
curricula. That is, they sought to move the focus of our academic departments
–especially the Humanities—away from what was written by Dead White Males and
towards groups who existed, at least historically, at the margins of Western
culture. By almost every standard, this movement has succeeded. Outside of only
a few religious or staunchly conservative institutions, most colleges and
universities now are well stocked with all kinds of departments unheard of
until recently: Postcolonial Studies, Women’s Studies, African-American
Studies, Latino Studies, Caribbean Studies, LGBT/Gender Studies, etc. And if
you take a course in, say, English Literature, you would be forgiven if you
thought you had walked into one of these courses instead. More so than gaining
brick-and-mortar departments in universities, the movement has wildly succeeded
in gaining sway in terms of ideology; read Shakespeare in an English course
today and chances are, your professor will constantly bring the lenses of the
aforementioned cultural studies to bear on the text. It’s the party line for
literature professors.
The de-centralizing movement has good points, no doubt.
Western culture, as history makes clear, certainly has its blind spots. And
yes, the canonical works, because they were written by Dead White Males,
espouse the values of Dead White Males and all of these blind spots. No
argument there. I think its mistake, though, lies in its assumption that, as an
“accepted list” of great books, the canon functions as a propaganda machine,
imposed from the top down by authorities who seek to maintain power. In short, the
idea of a canon is a textbook example of what the modern academy would call hegemony.
What this assumption overlooks, though, is the organic
nature of the canon. The great works are not unlike striking features of a
landscape, an analogy I tried to tease out in my first post. Things like
mountains, rivers, and rock formations continuously hold the attention of the
residents of the surrounding area. Their gazes naturally return to these
places, as do their thoughts. They give names to them, perhaps revere them
(think of a Native American tribe), and understand themselves in relation to
them. These distinct features, in holding their common attention, create a
community. Things like these are Augustine’s “objects of love.”
That thing which we have come to call Western culture, for
all its foibles and missteps, is held together by something similar—the stories
and ideas and works of art to which our gazes have returned for centuries. Sure, the list of “approved” works—Homer,
Plato, Chaucer, Dante, the Gospels, etc.— have become “codified” (if that is
even the word) in what we have come to call, loosely, the canon, but they have
been so institutionalized because of their influence in shaping who we are and
how we understand ourselves.
Even the most strident deconstructionists have their own
canon, though they might not identify it as such. It would include thinkers
like deBeauvoir, Derrida, Benjamin (say it with me…Ben-ha-meen) or perhaps some others, but regardless, to speak of a
community at all is to delineate those things which are inside and those things
which are outside. Communities are defined by what is held in common, and,
though this does not mean there is no room for dissent within a community, it
does mean that there comes a point where we must acknowledge that, as Yeats put
it, “the centre cannot hold.” You can only de-centralize so much before a community
ceases to be a community.
Why am I writing about all this? Hasn’t it been all said
before? Well, to some extent, yes. But I think this is an opportune moment,
historically, to consider questions about what it means to speak of a
community. The left and right both seem to be fragmenting, accelerated by the
echo chamber of contemporary media. And, as I mentioned in the first post,
consumerism is behind it all—more than anything else, consumer capitalism
created and fuels this media climate. It is as if a company got everyone
together, sold each person a microphone and hand-held speaker, and told them to
have a blast. Chaos, of course, is bound to ensue—but that company’s CEO is set
for life.
I also think that most defenses of the canon fail to address
the underlying issue of community. Not all, of course. But too often its
defenders argue for the canon by referring to the merits of its ideas, or of its
art itself. This approach is ultimately ineffective in the face of an
opposition that is founded on incommensurable principles. (Alasdair Macintyre explores
this problem of incommensurability in broader terms in After Virtue, and his insights are excellent.) What some see as the
“merits” of Plato’s thought, for example, are precisely those things which
disqualify it for others. Perhaps those merits are in fact merits, and it is
the job of the liberal arts to explore that possibility through close reading,
discussion, argument, etc. But there is a more fundamental reason why a student
should study Plato: his thought has tremendously influenced the way we
understand ourselves today. All philosophy and politics are footnotes to his
own; they proceed from arguments made against his. The way our cities are
organized, the way our judicial system proceeds, all trace their roots to Plato
(and thus Socrates).
Plato is but one example, of course, but hopefully my point
is clear. If we desire to have an intellectual community, we must study the
most influential works of Western culture, because that is the culture that
happens to be ours. It is the culture that gave us the university itself. This
does not mean there is no room for studies of other communities, of
historically marginalized or recently emergent ones, but it does mean that, as
long as we hope to maintain anything resembling an “academy,” we must continually return to the canon. Ignoring it would be to give up any pretense to a genuine intellectual community.
Speaking of the broader world outside of academia, it used to be that popular art filled that unifying role for us. Think of the plays and shows and music from the 20th century that everyone seems to know. Put on “Born to Run,” and people will start singing along and start reminiscing about when they saw The Boss. Start humming “Yellow Submarine” and be prepared to hear everyone within earshot belt out the chorus. Or consider, as I did in the last post, the proportion of Americans who watched shows like Cheers and M*A*S*H*. Now, pop culture is another area in which consumerism has found ways to separate us. We have options galore, and we watch or listen largely in private (even when we’re in public). The music we listen to, it seems, has become something not unlike the brands of clothing we wear—they are facets of our personal style, and as we sink deeper into our own individual interests we move farther and farther from those “objects of love” that would otherwise hold us in common.
Speaking of the broader world outside of academia, it used to be that popular art filled that unifying role for us. Think of the plays and shows and music from the 20th century that everyone seems to know. Put on “Born to Run,” and people will start singing along and start reminiscing about when they saw The Boss. Start humming “Yellow Submarine” and be prepared to hear everyone within earshot belt out the chorus. Or consider, as I did in the last post, the proportion of Americans who watched shows like Cheers and M*A*S*H*. Now, pop culture is another area in which consumerism has found ways to separate us. We have options galore, and we watch or listen largely in private (even when we’re in public). The music we listen to, it seems, has become something not unlike the brands of clothing we wear—they are facets of our personal style, and as we sink deeper into our own individual interests we move farther and farther from those “objects of love” that would otherwise hold us in common.
Returning, at least in our study, to gaze at the most prominent features of our intellectual landscape will do quite a bit to restore our links to each other and to our past. It is not unlike the idea that we need to return to nature—to the first “objects of love”—to restore ourselves.
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