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Complex Course on Writing English and American Essays for Advanced Students
English Language Programs DivisionBureau of Educational and Cultural AffairsUnited States Information Agency,Washington, D. C. 1999
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Some years ago, a visitor to our office, a professor of English at a large foreign university, asked if the English Language Programs Division had published a book of American essays for foreign students – especially students at the advanced level. Having to respond in the negative, I was, nonetheless, “intrigued” by the idea of a collection of essays that would form a source of stimulating ideas or thoughts that could be thoroughly examined in the EFL classroom, discussed and debated in free conversation, and perhaps, ultimately, lead to a significant growth in the exchange of information between cultures – via the printed page.
From this rationale, then, there issues an explanation for the title, Mind Speaks to Mind, which itself is an “exchange of information” between the editor and Edward Hoagland in his essay, “On Essays”! And, readers are encouraged to study this essay first as a type of guideline concerning the nature/purpose of the essay. It is found on page 26.
For ease of reference, the essays are presented in alphabetical order according to the last name of the author. This does not mean, however, that teachers should adhere strictly to this order of presentation. Given the varied scope and subject matter of the essays, teachers should feel free to establish their own order of presentation within the classroom in accord with the needs and interests of their students.
The reader who enjoys pursuing ideas into the realm of discussion and philosophical concert will find in this short collection ample proof that the liveliness of the essay is still an inspirational key to the unlocking of communication – that continually desired goal of every teacher of language the world around!
Author Title of Essay Page
Bettelheim, Bruno THE ART OF MOTION PICTURES
Buckley, William F. Jr. UP FROM MISERY
Calandra, Alexander ANGELS ON A PIN
Carnegie, Andrew HOW I SERVED MY APPRENTICESHIP
Epstein, Joseph THE VIRTUES OF AMBITION
Hayakawa, S. I. OUR SON MARK
Hoagland, Edward ON ESSAYS
Jones, LeRoi (Amiri Baraka) CITY OF HARLEM
Kingston, Maxine Hong THE MISERY OF SILENCE
Kuh, Katherine MODERN ART
Lakoff, Robin YOU ARE WHAT YOU SAY
Morrow, Lance THE VALUE OF WORKING
Postman, Neil SILENT QUESTIONS
Rodriguez, Richard AN EDUCATION IN LANGUAGE
Ryan, William MINE, ALL MINE
Seattle, Chief MY PEOPLE
Thompson, W. Furness WHY DO NOT SCIENTISTS ADMIT
THEY ARE HUMAN?
Viorst, Judith FRIENDS, GOOD FRIENDS
AND SUCH GOOD FRIENDS
Bruno Bettelheim was born in Vienna in 1903 and emigrated to the United States from Austria in 1939. A psychologist, Bettelheim, for thirty years, was on the faculty of the University of Chicago where he also was director of the Orthogenic School for Disturbed Children. The latter experience helped to provide him with subject matter for a number of books concerning the inner lives of children, of which The Informed Heart, published in 1960, is one of the most well-known. Bettelheim, however, has not limited his writings to the field of child psychology but has written on subjects ranging porn social change to fairy tales.
Whether we like it or not – and many may disagree with my thesis because painting, or music, or some other art is more important to them – the art of the moving image is the only art truly of our time, whether it is in the form of the film or television. The moving picture is our universal art, which comprises all others, literature and acting, stage design and music, dance and the beauty of nature, and, most of all, the use of light and of colour. It is always about us, because the medium is truly part of the message and the medium of the moving image is uniquely modern. Everybody can understand it, as everyone once understood religious art in church. And as people used to go to church on Sundays (and still do), so the majority today go to the movies on weekends. But while in the past most went to church only on some days, now everybody watches moving images every day. All age groups watch moving pictures, and they watch them for many more hours than people have ever spent in churches. Children and adults watch them separately or together; in many ways and for many people, it is the only experience common to parents and children. It is the only art today that appeals to all social and economic classes, in short, that appeals to everybody, as did religious art in times past. The moving picture is thus by far the most popular art of our time, and it is also the most authentically American of arts.
When I speak here of the moving picture as the authentic American art of our time, I do not think of art with a capital A, nor of “high” art. Putting art on a pedestal robs it of its vitality. When the great medieval and Renaissance cathedrals were erected, and decorated outside and in with art, these were popular works, that meant something to everybody.
Some were great works of art, others not, but every piece was significant and all took pride in each of them. Some gain their spiritual experience from the masterpiece, but many more gain it from the mediocre works that express the same vision as the masterpiece but in a more accessible form. This is as true church music or the church itself as for paintings and sculptures. This diversity of art objects achieves a unity, and differences in quality are important, prove e t ey a represent, each in its own way, the overarching vision and experience of a larger, important cosmos. Such a vision confers meaning and dignity on our existence, and is what forms the essence of art.
So among the worst detriments to the health development of the art of the moving pictures are efforts by aesthetes and critics to isolate the art of m from popular movies and television. Nothing could be more contra to the true spirit of art. Whenever art was vital, it was always equally popular with the ordinary man an the most refined person. Had Greek drama and comedy meant nothing to most citizens, the majority of the population would not have sat all day long entranced on hard stone slabs, watching the events on the stage; nor would the entire population have conferred prizes on the winning dramatist. The medieval pageants and mystery plays out of which modern drama grew were popular entertainments, as were the plays of Shakespeare. Michelangelo’s David stood at the most public place in Florence, embodying the people's vision that tyranny must be overthrown, while it also related to their religious vision, as it represented the myth of David and Goliath. Everybody admired the statue; it was simultaneously popular and great art, but one did not think of it in such disparate terms. Neither should we. To live well we need both: visions that i t us up, and entertainment that is down to earth, provided both art and entertainment, each in its different form and way, are embodiments of the same visions of man. If art does not speak to all of us, common men and elites alike, it fails to address itself to that true humanity that is common to all of us. A different art for the elites and another one for average man tears society; it offends what we most need: visions that bind us together in common experiences that make life worth living.
When I speak of an affirmation of man, I do not mean the presentation of fake images of life as wonderfully pleasant. Life is best celebrated in the form of a battle against its inequities, of struggles, of dignity in defeat, of the greatness of discovering oneself and the other.
Quite a few moving pictures have conveyed such visions. In Kagemusha, the great beauty of the historical costumes, the cloak-and-dagger story with its beguiling Oriental settings, the stately proceedings, the pageantry of marching and fighting armies, the magnificent rendering of nature, the consummate acting – all these entrance us and convince us of the correctness of the vision here: the greatness of the most ordinary of men. The hero, a petty thief who turns impostor, grows before our eyes into greatness, although it costs him his life. The story takes place in sixteenth-century Japan, but the hero is of all times and classes: he accepts a destiny into which he is projected by church and turns a false existence into a real one. At the end, only because he wants to be true to his new self, he sacrifices his life and thus achieves the acme of suffering and human greatness. Nobody wants him to do so. Nobody but he will ever know that he did it. Nobody but the audience observes it. He does it only for himself – it has no consequences whatsoever for anybody or anything else. He does it out of convict; this is his greatness. Life that permits the lowest of men to achieve such dignity is life worth living; even if in the end it defeats him, as it will defeat all who are mortal. Two other films, very different, render parallel visions that celebrate life, a celebration in which we, as viewers, vicariously participate although we are saddened by the hero’s defeat.
The first was known in the United States by its English name, The Last Laugh, although its original title, The Last Man, was more appropriate. It is the story of the doorman of a hotel who is demoted to cleaning washrooms.
The other movie is Patton. In one of these films the hero stands on the lowest rung of society and existence; in the other, he is on society's highest level. In both pictures we are led to admire a man's struggle to discover who he really is, for, in doing so, he achieves tragic greatness. These three films, as do many others, affirm man and life, and so inspire in us visions that can sustain us. My choice of these three films out of many is arbitrary. What I want to illustrate is their celebration of life in forms appropriate to an age in which self-discovery may exact the highest possible price. Only through incorporating such visions can we achieve satisfaction with our own life, defeat and transcend existential despair.
What our society suffers from most today is the absence of consensus about what it and life in it ought to be. Such consensus cannot be gained from society’s present stage, or from fantasies about what it ought to be. For that the present is too close and too diversified, and the future too uncertain, to make believable claims about it. A consensus in the present hence can be achieved only through a shared understanding of the past, as Homer's epics informed those who lived centuries later what it meant to be Greek, and by what images and ideals they were to live their lives and organise their societies.
Most societies derive consensus from a long history, a language all their own, a common religion, common ancestry. The myths by which they live are based on all of these. But the United States is a country of immigrants, coming from a great variety of nations. Lately, it has been emphasised that an asocial, narcissistic personality has become characteristic of Americans, and that it is this type of personality that makes for the malaise, because it prevents us from achieving a consensus that would counteract a tendency to withdraw into private worlds. In his study of narcissism, Christopher Lasch says that modern man, "tortured by self-consciousness, turns to new cults and therapies not to free himself of his personal obsessions but to find meaning and purpose in life, to find something to live for." There is widespread distress because national morale has declined, and we have lost an earlier sense of national vision and purpose.
Contrary to rigid religions or political beliefs, as are found in totalitarian societies, our culture is one of great individual differences, at least in principle and in theory. But this leads to disunity, even chaos. Americans believe in the value of diversity, but just because ours is a society based on individual diversity, it needs consensus about some over-arching ideas more than societies based on the uniform origin of their citizens.
Hence, if we are to have consensus, it must be based on a myth – a vision – about a common experience, a conquest that made us Americans, as the myth about the conquest of Troy formed the Greeks. Only a common myth can offer relief from the fear that life is without meaning or purpose. Myths permit us to examine our place in the world by comparing it to a shared idea. Myths are shared fantasies that form the tie that binds the individual to other members of his group. Such myths help to ward off feelings of isolation, guilt, anxiety, and purposelessness -- in short, they combat isolation and anomie.
We used to have a myth that bound us together; in The American Adam, R.W.B. Lewis summarises the myth by which Americans used to live:
God decided to give man another chance by opening up a new world across the sea. Practically vacant, this glorious land had almost inexhaustible natural resources. Many people came to this new world. They were people of special energy, self-reliance, intuitive intelligence, and purity of heart…. This nation’s special mission in the world would be to serve as the moral guide for all other nations.
The movies used to transmit this myth, particularly the westerns, which presented the challenge of bringing civilisation to places where before there was none. The same movies also suggested the danger of that chaos; the wagon train symbolised the community men must form on such a perilous journey into the untamed wilderness, which in turn became a symbol for all that is untamed within ourselves. Thus the western gave us a vision of the need for co-operation and civilisation, because without it man would perish. Another symbol often used in these westerns was the railroad, which formed the link between wilderness and civilisation. The railroad was the symbol of man’s role as civiliser.
Robert Warshow delineates in The Immediate Experience how the hero of the western – the gunfighter – symbolises man’s potential: to become either an outlaw or a sheriff. In the latter role, the gunfighter was the hero of the past, and his opening of the West was our mythos, our equivalent of the Trojan War. Like all such heroes, the sheriff experienced victories and defeats, but, through these experiences, he grew wiser and learned to accept the limitations that civilisation imposes.
This was a wonderful vision of man – or the United States – in the New World; it was a myth by which one could live and grow, and it served as a consensus about what it meant to be an American. But although most of us continue to enjoy this myth, by now it has lost most of its vitality. We have become too aware of the destruction of nature and of the American Indian -- part of the reality of opening the West – to be able to savour this myth fully; and, just as important, it is based on an open frontier that no longer exists. But the nostalgic infatuation with the western suggests how much we are in need of a myth about the past that cannot be invalidated by the realities of today. We want to share a vision, one that would enlighten us about what it means to be an American today, so that we can be proud not only of our heritage but also of the world we are building together.
Unfortunately, we have no such myth, nor, by extension, any that reflects what is involved in growing up. The child, like the society, needs such myths to provide him with ideas of what difficulties are involved in maturation. Fairy tales used to fill this need, and they would still do so, if we would take them seriously. But sugar-sweet movies of the Disney variety fail to take seriously the world of the child – the immense problems with which the child has to struggle as he grows up, to make himself free from the bonds that tie him to his parents, and to test his own strength. Instead of helping the child, who wants to understand the difficulties ahead, these shows talk down to him, insult his intelligence, and lower his aspirations.
While most of the popular shows for children fall short of what the child needs most, others at least provide him with some of the fantasies that relieve pressing anxieties, and this is the reason for their popularity. Superman, Wonder Woman, and the Bionic Woman stimulate the child's fantasies about being strong and invulnerable, and this offers some relief from being overwhelmed by the powerful adults who control his existence. The Incredible Hulk affords a confrontation with destructive anger. Watching the Hulk on one of his rampages permits a vicarious experience of anger without having to feel guilty about it or anxious about the consequences, because the Hulk attacks only bad people. As food for fantasies that offer temporary relief, such shows have a certain value, but they do not provide material leading to higher integration, as myths do.
Science-fiction movies can serve as myths about the future and thus give us some assurance about it. Whether the film is 2001 or Star Wars, such movies tell about progress that will expand man's powers and his experiences beyond anything now believed possible, while they assure us that all these advances will not obliterate man or life as we now know it. Thus one great anxiety about the future – that it will have no place for us as we now are – is allayed by such myths. They also promise that even in the most distant future, and despite the progress that will have occurred in the material world, man’s basic concerns will be the same, and the struggle of good against evil – the central moral problem of our time -- will not have lost its importance. Past and future are the lasting dimensions of our lives: the present is but a fleeting moment. So these visions about the future also contain our past; in Star Wars, battles are fought around issues that also motivated man in the past. There is good reason that Yoda appears in George Lucas’s film: he is but a reincarnation of the teddy bear of infancy, to which we turn for solace; and the Yedi Knight is the wise old man, or the helpful animal, of the fairy tale, the promise from our distant past that we shall be able to rise to meet the most difficult tasks life can present us with. Thus, any vision about the future is really based on visions of the past, because that is all we can know for certain.
As our religious myths about the future never went beyond Judgement Day, so our modern myths about the future cannot go beyond the search for life's deeper meaning. The reason is that only as long as the choice between good and evil remains man’s paramount moral problem does life retain that special dignity that derives from our ability to choose between the two. A world in which this conflict has been permanently resolved eliminates man as we know him. It might be a universe peopled by angels, but it has no place for man.
What Americans need most is a consensus that includes the idea of individual freedom, as well as acceptance of the plurality of ethnic backgrounds and religious beliefs inherent in the population. Such consensus must rest on convictions about moral values and the validity of overarching ideas. Art can do this because a basic ingredient of the aesthetic experience is that it binds together diverse elements. But only the ruling art of a period is apt to provide such unity: for the Greeks, it was classical art; for the British, Elizabethan art; for the many petty German states, it was their classical art. Today, for the United States, it has to be the moving picture, the central art of our time, because no other art experience is so o n and accessible to eve one.
The moving picture is a visual art, based on sight. Speaking to our vision, it ought to provide us with the visions enabling us to live the good life; it ought to give us insight into ourselves. About a hundred years ago, Tolstoy wrote, “Art is a human activity having for its purpose the transmission to others of the highest and best feelings to which men have risen”. Later, Robert Frost defined poetry as “beginning in delight and ending in wisdom”. Thus it might be said that the state of the art of the moving image can be assessed by the degree to which it meets the mythopoetic task of giving us myths suitable to live by in our time – visions that transmit to us the highest and best feelings to which men have risen – and by how well the moving images give us that delight which leads to wisdom. Let us hope that the art of the moving image, this most authentic American art, will soon meet the challenge of becoming truly the real art of our age.
Questions for Discussion:
1. Why does Bettelheim believe that, in the United States, the movie picture is the central art of our time? How does he feel that the moving picture can give Americans “myths suitable to live by”?
2. How does Bettelheim support his thesis that the moving picture is the “only true art of our time”?
3. How does the author view art? Why does he consider the moving picture “the most authentically American of arts”?
4. What does Bettelheim mean by the word myth? What caused the decline of the myth in the American West?
5. According to the author, what does American society lack the most? What can movies do to help overcome this deficiency?
6. What is the relationship of Bettelheim’s mention of the films, Kagemusha, The Last Laugh, and Patton to the thesis of his essay?
7. Does the author give reasons for his statement in paragraph 12 that Americans “have lost an earlier sense of national vision and purpose”?
8. According to Bettelheim, what was the role of the American western film in promulgating the “myth” that bound Americans together?
9. What are the weaknesses of Disney movies in the author’s opinion?
10. What function can science fiction movies play with regard to the American myth?
Exploring Ideas
1. How is your idea of art similar or different from that of the author?
2. Bettelheim says that in giving us myths to live by movies give us “visions that transmit to us the highest and best feelings to which men have risen”. Apply this criterion to some movie you have seen recently. What criterion of your own have you established for judging movies? To what extent do you agree or disagree with Bettelheim's criterion?
3. How do you react to the following observations made by the author? Discuss
them with your classmates.
(a) “Only as long as the choice between good and evil remain man’s paramount moral problem does life retain that special dignity that derives from our ability to choose between the two”.
(b) “This diversity of art objects achieves a unity, and differences in quality are important, provided they all represent, each in its own way, the overarching vision and experience of a larger, important cosmos”.
(c) "If art does not speak to all of us, common man and elites alike, its fails to address itself to that true humanity that is common to all of us."
(d) "Life is best celebrated in the form of a battle against its inequities, of struggles, of dignity in defeat, of the greatness of discovering oneself and the other."
William F. Buckley, Jr. was born in New York City in 1925. He graduated from Yale University in 1950; while there he wrote his first book, God and Man at Yale (1951). For many years Buckley has gained fame as an articulate spokesman for the political right in the United States. For thirty years he has edited the National Review, the U.S. leading conservative magazine. Buckley also is well-known for his interview program on television. The following essay is one of his syndicated newspaper columns, which are published thrice weekly.
A friend of long standing who has never asked me to devote this space to advertising any enthusiasm of his has now, diffidently, made the exception. He does not want to do anything less than what he can do, through his own efforts and those of his friends, to pass along the word that, within walking distance of the great majority of Americans, there is help waiting which can lead them out of the darkness, as indisputably as an eye surgeon, restoring sight, can lead someone into the sunlight.
Kenneth (we'll call him) is a cocky fellow, something of a sport, tough-talking, an ace in his individualistic profession, who remembers getting drunk at college in the late 20’s on the night he won an important boxing match, but at no other time during his college career. Emerging from college into the professional world, he revved up slowly, hitting in his late 30's his cruising speed: two or three martinis per day. These he was dearly attached to, but not apparently dominated by: He would not, gladly, go a day without his martinis, but neither, after the third, did he require a fourth.
Then in the spring of 1972 his gentle, devoted (teetotaling) wife had a mastectomy, the prognosis optimistic; but with a shade of uncertainty. So, to beef up his morale, he increased the dosage just a little. When, later that year, the doctor called to tell him the worst, he walked straightaway to the nearest bar. After she died, he began buying a fifth each of bourbon and gin on Saturdays, a week’s supply to eke out the several martinis he had been drinking ...
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