The following is my literal transcription of kent reading Whither Original Thought (2014) from this peertube interview archive. Enjoy your reading and/or listening. See you on the Mastodon to talk about your views and questions. I elected to hand-transcribe it. All errors mine. Thanks KMP blog homepage! The interview continues afterwards for another half hour.
Sure yeah I wrote this in 2014 so some of the references will feel a little bit dated, but maybe not because it’s supposed to be timeless anyway, we’ll see. Here we go.
Whither original Thought?
Did the great philosophers usher in the birth of thought, or the death of it? These great thinkers gave organization to the discipline of philosophy for us, but must it be organized? Must it be a discipline? Or is it like religion, something that must tolerate not just variety, but continual rebirth? Is a Catholic remisce for not having studied to be a protestant or a Buddhist? Or is it legitimate simply to have faith? Can one write a great book without having read any?
I’m not talking probabilities here, but absolutes. Does legitimacy rightly rest on result, or on pedigree?
For one who is longing for inspiration or handrails, options to explore what others have done abound. But is there shame in standing tall and inspired without having peered into the store windows, or sifted the garbage bins of others who have come before?
If everyone with a good idea got it from someone else, who did that person get it from? Are we so sure that new ideas come from the study and not from the lack of it? If I do occasionally think interesting thoughts, why must I frame them in terms of delas, of binary incremental changes from the work of other philosophers? As if my own contributions to thought can be the incremental improvement on what has been previously done. Can there be no credit for independent invention?
Was my invention of the thesaurus or of the computer hard disk of no interest just because someone else independently invented these first? We might use incremental comparison to shorthand an experience at a cocktail party.
It was just like my childhood, but with student loans and beer. But do we revere those architects and artists as groundbreaking who present their work as incremental variation of other works? Could a new last page of a great novel win a literary award. Do we ask a great author to describe their characters as variations on familiar characters from other books so that we can more clearly see what incremental contribution they have made over works that have come before?
How strange that would be. And why must I study the ancient and even newly fallen philosophers and not they me? Well, there is of course the minor issue of death, but is that really fair? Because I have not had the good fortune to die, are my thoughts less valid? Were I to fling myself from a balcony or slip with a razor shaving, would this make my arguments immediately more valid?
Think you can win an argument with me? I’ll show you- I cry, as I dive from a bridge into the waiting ocean.
He was such a deep thinker, my obituary will surely read.
I was around for the not-quite-beginning of computer science or at least of modern software engineering. A few came before me, but comparatively few. It was a time when computers were mostly blank and we made programs from little more than nothing.
More importantly, we actually made things. Created them from whole cloth, building them up from smaller to the bigger. Today if programmers spend time thinking about how to make something from scratch, we are told it’s probably out there on the net somewhere. Just download a packaged thing. Grab the relevant parts and be done. It’s as if we’re hired as dress designers and then admonished to just find an existing design at Amazon dot com, slap on a few accessories and ship it as art. No need to ever begin anew when there is cut and paste.
Mix and match can be empowering to some and time-saving to anyone. It frees you of the need to always create. But to have no right to ever reconsider, to challenge, to recreate the past? That’s disempowering and just sad.
When I was first learning to program, there was quite literally no-one to tell us what not to think. We had the joyous freedom to think, and people valued us for it. There was a premium on thinking and no-one fussed the details of what we had done before or what we knew of others’ deeds. But merely valued us for our potential thought and deed building forward.
Today that world has fallen away. It’s as if someone in thought-control central thinks that the hard thought is now done and well-tested. It’s time for some detailing, and then we can just be done altogether. To go back and think from the beginning is of little value to whoever runs the modern show. It’s a distraction from the commercial pressure to just get things done.
Programmers bow to units of packaging called libraries - an apt metaphor in fact because I think that they often represent the packaged death of thought in the same way that great philosophy texts can represent as much death of thought as the birth of it. Grand thoughts once having been thought need not be revisited. Any goal of much less right to the simple joy of discovery is outright pooh-poohed.
I find it hard to concentrate amidst the constant din of dead philosophers so I sometimes struggle not to read, or at least to defer reading. I’d rather think first, and then find afterwards how many of my own thoughts came paired to others that came sometimes only-by-accident before me.
Paradoxically, the push to care ends up being a veiled push to not care: That is, if I can be made to care enough to study what others have thought and said then perhaps I’ll find less need to care about muddying the waters myself with similar thoughts differently shaped or expressed. The risk that I might say again the same thing that has come before or some uselessly different thing but in different words is apparently unbearable if not offensive to many.
New ideas should be easily recognizeable and not make one have to think so hard. Usually best to be silent or at least for curiousity to be properly vetted. Properly directed. Properly efficient. Better to rely on old ideas as much as possible.
We are a society comfortable with our status quo. Can’t innovation just be more of what we have already? - It seems to cry out. After all, what’s on the shelves already, as my career army father would often say, is good enough for government work. By which he meant that the government isn’t concerned with perfection, just enough to stay ahead of the wolves. Government beaurocracy as a standard for adequate thought.
Well, my dad at least seemed to say it with a knowing understanding that it wasn’t the pinnacle of everything. A mere relief from the sense that one must be responsible for everything.
To make an apple pie from scratch, Carl Sagan reminded us, one must first create the universe. A right to not care sometimes is fine. As I write this I’m enjoying some well-earned time off-grid in Italy. It’s good to have time to live away from life, a time to not care. I don’t get much of that. Not caring is good for a while. But a life of not caring is not good. And the idea that one might be held back from thought is downright depressing.
So the tiny semantic slip from no-need-to-care to the need-to-not-care is important.
Computer libraries are not just handy tools for quickly getting up to speed, they are the tyrant that philosophy becomes, preying on those with the courage to confront a curiousity about life’s purpose, ethics, or the existence of God on their own terms. You have read Kant, Nietsche or Wittgenstein, haven’t you?
I’m sorry, but I haven’t. Or perhaps I haven’t yet. I don’t close the door, but I’m a slow reader. I’m sure they were great guys with many interesting thoughts. I wish I’d known them personally and could have had coffee to chat. I adore such things and have no disinterest in them. I gravitate to people who think such thoughts. But if I must spend my time reading them I won’t have time for thoughts of my own.
So I read a little, and am grateful for that time. But I also think anew, and I celebrate the fact that others read. I’m not anti-reading, just pro-choice. I chat up people who read faster than I do, adoing the interactive exploration with those lucky ones who have time to both read and think. Or occasionally to read and recite.
I celebrate my illiteracy. Okay, perhaps not complete illiteracy, because I have done some reading. But let’s be frank, my reading has been more haphazard perhaps than that of others. I just try to turn that to a strength. Embarrassed as I am when people ask me about obviously famous philosophers and I blankly look at them and say, sorry, not sure, I’m also proud. We all have handicaps but also strengths.
My fear, or often just indignance is not that there is illegitimacy in what I do, but just that the will of society to judge is so strong that I will be judged illegitimate for that which is intentionally me. I actually think anew and I am not convinced by all these better-read souls that this is a bad plan for life, even as they are occasionally willing to threaten my right to eat over it.
I’m not too proud to look up a word. A friend asked me about epistemology the other day and I said I didn’t know, that I’d have to look it up. Good word as it turns out. It seems to name what I have done a truckload of in my life. I learned from many who probably knew the word, but that doesn’t mean I had to know it. And I’m happy to have it, but neither was I impeded without it.
Perhaps better, I was allowed the luxury of shaping such a concept on my own and to my own spec for the chance I might discover something new and subtle and beautiful along the way from a fresh angle. Unburdened by vocabulary, unintimidated by the past.
A library, whether a computer library or a library of philosophical teachings is a lovely thing as long as it is merely optional. Whether I want to visit on a once-a-year pilgrimage or end the day curled up in a chair reading and shoed out by a tired librarian wanting to go home, it is my option. And the option is a beautiful thing.
If legitimacy of thought is premised on my having read what’s in a library then each new addition to the stacks chips away at my time on earth, delegitimizing thoughts. Libraries then become enablers of tyranny if not a first class tyranny in their own right. And at that point we might as well burn every one of them down and free ourselves from the chains it’s-already-been-done.
Kent Pitman, June, two thousand fourteen, Castiglion Fiorentino, Tuscany, Italy.
screwlisp proposes kittensFootnote: This work and this note are copyright 2025 by Kent Pitman. This was the first public presentation in any form. This is what I’d call a mood piece, an expression of a particular feeling or sentiment. Not a specific proposal, other than cause to rethink certain assumptions from a new point of view. Under no circumstances should my remarks here be construed as anti-science or a condemnation of the idea of learning or learning institutions and especially the idea of ever burning anything down should be seen only as a metaphor and not as a specific call to action. I shouldn’t have to say these things but the world has gotten weird and ugly and occasionally far too literal. I still reserve, and here also exercise my right to colorfully critique even things I support.