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cincinnatus_c) wrote2005-07-22 01:08 am
cincinnatus_c) wrote2005-07-22 01:08 am
Waiting for Grimal
Is it possible that an article published in French in 1942 says everything interesting I have to say about the Meno? We'll find out next week. Maybe. The University of Waterloo library catalogue seems undecided as to whether or not it has the relevant volume of Revue des Etudes Grecques. We'll also see just how good my French is.
Well, it's only 14 pages long, so it can't say everything. And I guess it's good to hook up a little to The Literature, instead of being completely out in left field. I waited for two or three years before I even started on this thing, because I thought somebody must've come up with this stuff before, sometime in the last 2400 years. Of course, I'll never know what they've been saying in Greek....
I came across the reference to this French article as a result of today's Exciting Discovery, which is that when the translations have Socrates telling Meno that he likes his story about colour (colour is effluences from things fitting into channels in our eyes) because it's "poetic" or "high-sounding", the Greek actually says "tragic", i.e., in the manner of tragedic drama. This is much more ambiguous than the English translations make it out to be. Anyway, I came across a quote from Grimal's article saying what it had already struck me Socrates actually means--Meno likes the account because it's just made up, like tragedies are made up. The quote also points out the worldliness of the account of colour, which is pretty close to the basis of my whole schtick, so we'll have to wait and see just how close it gets. I'd be very surprised if it draws the analogy I do to the accounts of knowledge, though.
High temp today, here: 32. Dewpoint then: 20. High dewpoint: 21.
High temp today in TO: 32. Dewpoint then: 20. High dewpoint: 20.
I did feel like today was a borderline-humid day. (Yes, I know I said last week that I don't think I can tell how humid it is with any fine degree of discernment ... but that's just from the feel of the air. Given the temperature, on the other hand, together with the feel of the air, today felt borderline-humid. So, I think my "humid starts at 20C" hypothesis is looking pretty good.
I would like to remind the world at this point that last year, the temperature hit 30C at the local airport not once. That's how the weather goes in southern Ontario. (And the thing I always think of in association with this is the propagandists from Queen's University who came to my highschool when I was in grade 13 and who pronounced, on the basis of their one year in Kingston, that it never snows there, only rains. My first year at Queen's, it never stopped snowing all winter.)
Well, it's only 14 pages long, so it can't say everything. And I guess it's good to hook up a little to The Literature, instead of being completely out in left field. I waited for two or three years before I even started on this thing, because I thought somebody must've come up with this stuff before, sometime in the last 2400 years. Of course, I'll never know what they've been saying in Greek....
I came across the reference to this French article as a result of today's Exciting Discovery, which is that when the translations have Socrates telling Meno that he likes his story about colour (colour is effluences from things fitting into channels in our eyes) because it's "poetic" or "high-sounding", the Greek actually says "tragic", i.e., in the manner of tragedic drama. This is much more ambiguous than the English translations make it out to be. Anyway, I came across a quote from Grimal's article saying what it had already struck me Socrates actually means--Meno likes the account because it's just made up, like tragedies are made up. The quote also points out the worldliness of the account of colour, which is pretty close to the basis of my whole schtick, so we'll have to wait and see just how close it gets. I'd be very surprised if it draws the analogy I do to the accounts of knowledge, though.
High temp today, here: 32. Dewpoint then: 20. High dewpoint: 21.
High temp today in TO: 32. Dewpoint then: 20. High dewpoint: 20.
I did feel like today was a borderline-humid day. (Yes, I know I said last week that I don't think I can tell how humid it is with any fine degree of discernment ... but that's just from the feel of the air. Given the temperature, on the other hand, together with the feel of the air, today felt borderline-humid. So, I think my "humid starts at 20C" hypothesis is looking pretty good.
I would like to remind the world at this point that last year, the temperature hit 30C at the local airport not once. That's how the weather goes in southern Ontario. (And the thing I always think of in association with this is the propagandists from Queen's University who came to my highschool when I was in grade 13 and who pronounced, on the basis of their one year in Kingston, that it never snows there, only rains. My first year at Queen's, it never stopped snowing all winter.)