A blog turns out to be an education undertaken in public. Its proprietor is more student than teacher, and one is fortunate to encounter numerous tutors along the way, between the covers of books and out there in the bigger world. I seldom sit down at the keyboard with the goal of instructing you, like a pompous schoolmarm. More often I want to share something – a book you might enjoy and a sense of the pleasure it has already given me, or some new nugget of knowledge. I would continue reading and writing without you, but you make the experience more rewarding. Here is a 1958 entry in Michael Oakeshott’s Notebooks 1922-86 (ed. Luke O’Sullivan, Imprint Academic, 2014):
“Concupiscence of
experience, boundless curiosity to set our foot everywhere, to enter every
possible situation. Montaigne.”
With the proviso that “experience” and "every possible situation" include “book learning,” I agree. It’s an old paradox, one the Greeks left us,
but the older we get and the more we learn, the more we come to recognize our
ignorance. In other words, “adult education” is redundant. Dr.
Johnson might be describing the care and feeding of a blog when he writes in The
Rambler on July 9, 1751:
“The chief art of
learning, as Locke has observed, is to attempt but little at a time. The widest
excursions of the mind are made by short flights frequently repeated; the most
lofty fabrics of science are formed by the continued accumulation of single propositions.”
Anecdotal Evidence today celebrates its nineteenth anniversary. Each day since February 5, 2006, I have posted something except during the hiatus following spinal surgery in 2019. Now, with a renewed backbone, it’s time to get to work.
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