The Discourses of Epictetus with Running Commentary - Book I, Chapter 2
WAS POSTED ON: Friday, July 19, 2024 12:00 AM BY Shaun Baker
This is a second installment.
Arrian, a student of Epictetus, wrote eight books, The Discourses of Epictetus, of which four survive. Selections from those eight books were also collected in the Enchiridion, or "Handbook." The Discourses give us a quite vivid portrait of the man who inspired them, and also give us fascinating glimpses into his singular didactic style. We very quickly see how Epictetus ran his school, the nature of its curricula, and how he mentored his students. We see his earnestness, his zeal, and piety, but we also get a good dose of his sharp and often acerbic sense of humor. It is no wonder that Arrian felt he 'had to get this down.'
It also can be quite a challenge to understand exactly what is being said in the chapters of the Discourses. The text is composed of lecture notes, we must recall.
So, with that genesis in mind, I've set out to read through the four books, a chapter at a time, while also breaking up the text with commentary, (essentially my best guesses as to how we might flesh out what can be very brief or truncated sketches of dialogue and argumentation), as it was no easy business for Arrian to get down what he had experienced in the lecture halls of Nicopolis!
Commentary is indented and in italics! Also, please forgive some formatting issues (spacing between paragraphs) that stubbornly will not go away no matter what I do!
Book I, Chapter 2.
How May a Man Preserve His Proper Character Upon Every Occasion?
To the rational being only the irrational is unendurable, but the rational is endurable. Blows are not by nature unendurable.
How so?
Observe how: Lacedaemonians take a scourging once they have learned that it is rational.
But is it not unendurable to be hanged?
Hardly; at all events whenever a man feels that it is rational he goes and hangs himself.
In short, if we observe, we shall find mankind distressed by nothing so much as by the irrational, and again attracted to nothing so much as to the rational.
Now it so happens that the rational and the irrational are different for different persons, precisely as good and evil, and the profitable and the unprofitable, are different for different persons.
It is for this reason especially that we need education, so as to learn how, in conformity with nature, to adapt to specific instances our preconceived idea of what is rational and what is irrational. But for determining the rational and the irrational, we employ not only our estimates of the value of external things, but also the criterion of ‘that-which-is-in-keeping- with-one’s-own-character.’
In focusing on human nature, we not only look externally for those things that serve it, but internally, at what sorts of actions and judgments comport with what we take ourselves, both individually and collectively, to be. This internal look necessarily is done via the filter of the various layers of valuation with which we come at life. To repeat, those can vary. Some are uniquely human values. One such is the notion of dignity. We are given a great illustration of this, one that, for those familiar with the films of Mel Brooks, will bring a chuckle:
For, to one man it is reasonable to hold a chamber-pot for another, since he considers only that, if he does not hold it, he will get a beating and will not get food, whereas, if he does hold it, nothing harsh or painful will be done to him; but some other man feels that it is not merely unendurable to hold such a pot himself, but even to tolerate another’s doing so. If you ask me, then, “Shall I hold the pot or not?” I will tell you that to get food is of greater value than not to get it, and to be flayed is of greater detriment than not to be; so that if you measure your interests by these standards, go and hold the pot. “Yes, but it would be unworthy of me.” That is an additional consideration, which you, and not I, must introduce into the question. For you are the one that knows yourself, how much you are worth in your own eyes and at what price you sell yourself. For different men sell themselves at different prices.
Notice the distinction, here drawn between valuable things that are of service to human life, or detrimental to it biologically, necessities common to all, on the one hand, and, on the other, standards of personal worth, standards that create prices for certain actions, above which people will not deign to go. These standards or prices, again, vary from person to person and they can be valued above or below basic biological goods. Some place dignity at higher worth than the biologically necessary or valuable, and others do not. But, to be clear here, Epictetus’s emphasis upon the fact of this variability should not be taken to imply that he believes the pricing, and valuation schemas are, in the end simply arbitrary, each being as valid or true to our specific character as all others. He illustrates with an instance:
Wherefore, when Florus was debating whether he should enter Nero’s festival, so as to make some personal contribution to it, Agrippinus said to him, “Enter.” And when Florus asked, “Why do you not enter yourself?” he replied, “I? why, I do not even raise the question.”
This festival was a competition of sorts, consisting of musical, theatrical, athletic, and oratorical contests. Now, why would Agrippinus not even consider entering? He doesn’t want to curry favor or grovel. It is his dignity that he is concerned with.
For when a man once stoops to the consideration of such questions, I mean to estimating the value of externals, and calculates them one by one, he comes very close to those who have forgotten their own proper character.
With this notion of ‘proper character’ we see, again, that Epictetus is no mere moral relativist. He means by the phrase ‘proper character’ to point out that each of us has that ability to ‘rationally,’ and conscientiously determine if and how he should act with regard to externals, and determine whether or not he will cast those externals in a controlling or ‘masterly’ role with regard to his own being, and his own wellbeing, taking on the role, (again I use this term advisedly) of suppliant or slave to that master. It is inevitable, as we have seen, for men that pursue such things, especially those in charged political environments, that they will be confronted with choosing whether or not to place personal integrity, or service to the moral good in a secondary position with regard to these external gains, such as repute. As we saw in chapter 1, it is also possible that the harder choice of life over the moral may occur. When men make such choices, they are acting in ways that are in conflict with man’s ‘proper character.’ Epictetus elaborates with one of his mini-dialogues:
Come, what is this you ask me? “Is death or life preferable?”
I answer, life.
“Pain or pleasure?”
I answer, pleasure.
“But unless I take a part in the tragedy I shall be beheaded.”
Go, then, and take a part, but I will not take a part.
“Why not?”
At this point, we might expect a straightforward answer to this question. Instead, we are given an analogy which needs some unpacking, one having to do with garment design, and fashion. Again, and not to belabor the point, it is used in connection with the notion of man’s ‘proper character’:
Because you regard yourself as but a single thread of all that go to make up the garment. What follows, then? This, that you ought to take thought how you may resemble all other men, precisely as even the single thread wants to have no point of superiority in comparison with the other threads. But I want to be the red, that small and brilliant portion which causes the rest to appear comely and beautiful. Why, then, do you say to me, “Be like the majority of people?” And if I do that, how shall I any longer be the red?
This is what Helvidius Priscus also saw, and, having seen, did:
When Vespasian sent him word not to attend a meeting of the Senate, he answered, “It is in your power not to allow me to be a member of the Senate, but so long as I am one I must attend its meetings.”
“Very well then, but when you attend, hold your peace.”
“Do not ask for my opinion and I will hold my peace.”
“But I must ask for your opinion.”
“And I must answer what seems to me right.”
“But if you speak, I shall put you to death.”
“Well, when did I ever tell you that I was immortal? You will do your part and I mine. It is yours to put me to death, mine to die without a tremor; yours to banish, mine to leave without sorrow.”
One might ask if such brave resistance is really worth it. What exactly does it accomplish? Yes, one does not live as a slave, but the cost is extinction itself. In answering this, Epictetus leans into the analogy he draws with that red thread in a white mantle, one that, precisely because it is not the same color as all the other threads in the garment, serves to ‘highlight’ the rest, make the entire garment more beautiful. Red threads of humanity serve to highlight what is best in the species, what is unique in the species, morality, and in extremis, moral courage.
What good, then, did Priscus do, who was but a single individual? And what good does the red do the mantle? What else than that it stands out conspicuous in it as red, and is displayed as a goodly example to the rest?
But had Caesar told another man in such circumstances not to attend the meetings of the Senate, he would have said, “I thank you for excusing me.” A man like that Caesar would not even have tried to keep from attending, but would have known that he would either sit like a jug, or, if he spoke, would say what he knew Caesar wanted said, and would pile up any amount more on the top of it.
Don’t ‘sit like a jug.’ Don’t be a yes-man lap-dog.
Now, Epictetus draws another analogical case, and a very stark one. His case is of an athlete who had a very difficult decision to make! (Gird your loins for this one, folks):
In like manner also a certain athlete acted, who was in danger of dying unless his private parts were amputated. His brother (the athlete was a philosopher) came to him and said, “Well, brother, what are you going to do? Are we going to cut off this member, and step forth once more into the gymnasium?” He would not submit, but hardened his heart and died.
I’m not sure about this, but the thought seems to be that this man’s role, that of wrestler, could not be played well without, how should we put this... testicular fortitude, and that, as athlete, he would be purchasing continuance of his life at the cost of playing that role well, which was something into which he had invested his whole person. While not exactly a case of someone deciding whether to choose preservation of his life at the cost of moral nobility or dignity, it is, nevertheless, an analogous case suited to Epictetus’s purposes. The man chose to forgo preservation of his life because it would be at the cost of his playing well the role of athlete, something to which he had dedicated his life. Insofar as he did this, it’s understandable, even admirable. The point is that, when it comes to those aspects of our life that are the most important, and most uniquely human, those moral aspects, similar choices are always there to be made, and like this present case, such occasions present opportunity for all of us to note singular and remarkable expressions of the highest aspects of human nature.
And someone asked, “How did he do this? As an athlete, or as a philosopher?”
“As a man,” replied Epictetus; “and as a man who had been proclaimed at the Olympic games and had striven in them, who had been at home in such places, and had not merely been rubbed down with oil in Bato’s wrestling school. But another would have had even his neck cut off, if he could have lived without his neck.”
This is what we mean by regard for one’s proper character; and such is its strength with those who in their deliberations habitually make it a personal contribution.
“Come then, Epictetus, shave off your beard.”
If I am a philosopher, I answer, “I will not shave it off.”
“But I will take off your neck.”
“If that will do you any good, take it off.”
Someone inquired, “How, then, shall each of us become aware of what is appropriate to his own proper character?”
“How comes it,” replied he, “that when the lion charges, the bull alone is aware of his own prowess and rushes forward to defend the whole herd? Or is it clear that with the possession of the prowess comes immediately the consciousness of it also? And, so, among us too, whoever has such prowess will not be unaware of it. Yet a bull does not become a bull all at once, any more than a man becomes noble, but a man must undergo a winter training, he must prepare himself and must not plunge recklessly into what is inappropriate for him.”
Only consider at what price you sell your freedom of will. If you must sell it, man, at least do not sell it cheap. But the great and pre-eminent deed, perhaps, befits others, Socrates and men of his stamp.
Why then, pray, if we are endowed by nature for such greatness, do not all men, or many, become like him?
What, do all horses become swift, all dogs keen to follow the scent? What then? Because I have no natural gifts, shall I on that account give up my discipline? Far be it from me! Epictetus will not be better than Socrates; but if only I am not worse, that suffices me. For I shall not be a Milo (a famous athlete), either, and yet I do not neglect my body; nor a Croesus (a legendarily wealthy king of Lydia), and yet I do not neglect my property; nor, in a word, is there any other field in which we give up the appropriate discipline merely from despair of attaining the highest.
In short, while it is true that we are all free moral agents, (Moral Purposes, to use the term of art), it is also true that we have varying levels of fortitude. Some of us will break where others will not. Be that as it may, we all still have vital roles to play, roles we should not abandon simply because we have lower breaking points that the Socrateses of the world.
What are those roles, and how exactly are they assigned to us? Why do we have differing breaking points? These questions can be answered by noting this: Our lives are necessarily composite in nature, some things being outside our control (most, if not all of these tied up with our material side, so to speak) and others being completely within our control (aspects of our moral or spiritual nature). There are naturally varying degrees of ‘attachment’ to these aspects in individual human beings. How is it that our composite nature, these variances, and our free responses to same, assign us our places in the world? Epictetus asks these questions in the next chapter. He puts the question in this way: What practical implications lay in the fact that we are both intelligent ‘sons of Zeus’ and physical beasts and ‘brutes.’ The chapter is brief, but fascinating.
Category: Academics
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