Bob Schwartz

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Eclipse and the death/life instincts: Why are so many interested in seeing the sun extinguished?

Gustav Klimt, Death and Life

Among Freud’s most controversial and often rejected concepts is what he termed Todestrieb—death drive—also fashioned as Thanatos—death instinct. Death drive or instinct, he proposes that as people we aim to reduce psychic tension to the lowest possible point, that is, death. Supposedly the drive is first directed inward as a self-destructive tendency and later turned outward in the form of the aggressive behavior. It stands opposed to the life instinct, Eros.

A total solar eclipse is a rare and spectacular event that has fascinated and enraptured humankind forever. The rarity of the spectacle is alone enough to explain the interest. Images won’t do. Just like attending a concert by a favorite performer is so much more than remotely listening and watching. Being there in the flesh as a participant is needed. The difference between pornography and sex.

But maybe more is at play. Maybe watching the sun go out, even for minutes, means something, or everything. Maybe, as R.E.M. sings, “It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.” Maybe we want to see it and, if possible, be there when it happens.

Freud can no longer help us with this because, death drive or not, he succumbed to the death reality eighty-five years ago in 1939. (Note that he missed seeing a total eclipse that happened just a couple of weeks later.)

There is another more uplifting explanation. Maybe we want to experience the sun going out so we can experience the sun coming back to life. People don’t want to watch the eclipse—they want to watch the eclipse ending. They want the victory of eros. They want to be there for that. Who can blame them?

© 2024 by Bob Schwartz

Bring me the rhinoceros fan

Rhinoceros, Albrecht Dürer

I began today listening to birds:

If birds sing in the morning
Why not me
Why not we

I quickly turned to a rhinoceros.* There is a famous Zen koan that has nothing to do with birds. Also everything to do with birds, even if they are not mentioned.

I thought of writing about the koan here. Funny that I haven’t before. I thought of sending friends the koan, found at Blue Cliff Record 92, without explanation or commentary. What would they think? What do you think?


Yanguan (750-843) called to his attendant, saying, “Bring me the rhinoceros fan**.”
The attendant said, “It’s broken.”
Yanguan said, “If the fan is broken, then bring me the rhinoceros.”
The attendant didn’t answer.


*I didn’t intend for that sentence to be multi-layered, but it could be. I wrote “turned to” to mean changing the subject. One of the great absurdist plays by Eugene Ionesco is Rhinoceros, in which the people of a town one-by-one turn into a rhinoceros. It is sometimes interpreted as a parable about people turning into Nazis during World War II.

**Likely an expensive item, made of rhinoceros horn or picturing a rhinoceros. Not someone who is fanatical about rhinoceros.

© 2024 by Bob Schwartz