Sunday, 11 October 2009

Seminar Lecture on the Italian Renaissance

The Italian Renaissance, which spanned from the 13th century to about 1600, marked a shift in ideas that saw Italy change from a largely medieval, to an Early Modern Europe. Though this Renaissance and its effects were largely confined to only the elite, the ideas and values it represented can still be put into use today.

The period of time after the Renaissance, named `Early Modern Europe`, was defined by the failing authority of the church in the face of scientific advances.

This is exemplified in the Copernican theory. Copernicus, who lived from 1473 to 1543, claimed that the Earth was in fact, not the centre of the universe. This scientific theory went against Christian theology that everything orbited our Earth as a symbol of man’s cosmic importance. At the time, ecclesiastical rule rejected Copernicus’ theory for the writings of the Bible. It wasn’t until years later that Kepler reinstated the theory with cold, unarguable fact that it was accepted. Showing how our ideas and beliefs had shifted in favour of scientific discovery.

This was largely very positive progress for a number of reasons. There are no punishments for not accepting it’s beliefs (as in the Church’s idea of Heaven and Hell), it exists on it’s appeal to reason and common sense, rather than the Church’s theories based upon no substantial evidence, and lastly it does not force itself upon the people, with an attempt to cover every aspect of their lives such as their morality, or their hopes, past present and future. It simply lays out facts, giving people the opportunity, and the free thought to make their own judgements, and choose for themselves.

This idea of free thought, and the belief of a persons individual rights was a main component and result of the Italian Renaissance. The shift from medieval Europe to early modern celebrated an individuals right to have opinions and free thought, something unheard of before the Renaissance, as Russell states at the beginning of A History of Western Philosophy, Chapter 2 “very few Italians of the fifteenth century would have dared to hold an opinion”. Although Italy during this period in time was still largely under the rule of the church and ecclesiastical authority, many citizens among the elite gained the opportunity to think and write freely about the rule of the popes and the system they were in.

At the time of the Italian Renaissance, the reigning popes were essentially, tyrants. They were considered to be vain and without an ounce of religion in them. They frequently gave way to pomp and grandeur (not unlike our popes today).

Desiderius Erasmus was a Dutch philosopher who spent time away in Italy during the period of the Renaissance. His book “The Praise of Folly” contains his strong views on the Italian popes, in that they were “brainsick fools” who were “fond admirers of their own happiness”. He goes on to write that “their only weapons ought to be those of the Spirit” rather than the material goods that they were well known to surround themselves with. An Italian historian also wrote a passage along the same lines, claiming that “no man is more disgusted than I am…all of them are most unbecoming in those who declare themselves to be men in special relations with God.”

This freedom to write, have and pen your ideas down to paper, even with a fear of retribution, reflects modern journalism, with it’s pitfalls but with the freedom to express your opinions, outrage against the Government in power or commentary upon the human life and the society which you live in (for example Erasmus’ `The Praise of Folly`).

The Renaissance liberated the educated from the strict and unrelenting laws of medieval culture. Scholars became aware that there were a variety of opinions to be had on many subjects and individual genius was able to flourish.

This onslaught of free thinking was brought about by choice. There were now choices to be made between the church, with it’s ancient beliefs, and new science, with brand new facts and theories. If an individual’s choice was to follow science, they were then granted the opportunity to voice their thoughts about it. Did they agree with that specific theory? Was there anything else that was still left unanswered? The world became suddenly new. People were looking towards the future, rather than the antiquated world of the ancients. New animals and lands were rapidly being discovered. Real life became a lot more interesting than that which they read about in their classical literature. Folk tales were being discarded in favour for this new way of living and thinking. No longer were people dictated to, they could themselves make a discovery and then become the ones to dictate. The world was all of a sudden ripe with possibility.

Men who became a product of the Renaissance, men such as Leonardo da Vinci and Michelangelo are renowned today for their incredible artwork and talent. Men such as these were, during the Renaissance, against the traditional ideas of antiquity. They were new, and no doubt crowd pleasers to those who were amongst the masses. They were a symbol of changing ways. Nowadays, artists such as these are classics, and a symbol of high culture. This is a reflection upon our present ideas and arguments of mass culture versus high culture. How ideas are constantly changing with time.

The Italian Renaissance, although stressed by Bertrand Russell that it was of little philosophical importance, nonetheless brought about the idea of progress.

Pre Renaissance, the world was burgeoning with potential. Theorists and philosophers, all had ideas but as of yet they had no substantial evidence to back it up. Original thoughts were slowly being formed but there was nowhere to speak it, or even write it down for fear of retribution and for going against strict and traditional beliefs. Copernicus with his theory was ultimately shot down, yet it was still there in the back of people’s minds. It was almost like the world was teetering on a breakthrough. Once Kepler provided the evidence needed for Copernicus’ theory to prove the Bible wrong, it raised questions, providing the seeds for individual thought. Soon after, the world became almost obsessed with practicalities. The realisation that time was best spent on advancing the way we live, rather than focusing on theories of the past. The practicalities of integrating science into warfare, the practicalities of understanding blood circulation and bacteria, the microscope, the thermometer and the improvement of clocks. All are progressions that have helped us even today and all are ideas that we are essentially still progressing.

 

Thursday, 8 October 2009

A Journalist's Playground


The laws of the law just keep coming at us like a round of bullets, and I really don't think i'll be able to spend my career missing all of them.
What I have learned so far in my freshman life of a budding journalist is this; people don't like us.
Yet they depend on us in a way I feel they'd rather not admit. We're the eyes and the ears of this society. We gossip and bitch and whisper secrets round the world. The public feed off of what we hand them, eat out of our hands, and then watch us take one for the team as the onslaught of rules and regulations hail down upon us from the wig wearing, gavel wielding hands of higher judges.
All metaphors and flowery descriptions aside, journalists technically have no more restrictions to abide by then any normal member of the public. No talking of active cases outside of court, personal information belonging to the convicted is not to be broadcast. They're just more decadent and specific versions of what your mother told you at school. Don't talk about people behind their back and don't spread rumors. The moral code of any respectable human being. Of course, moral code is allowed to be discarded in favor of a good story which is rule #2 of being a journalist. But of course, we would all earn a slapped wrist for that as well. No malice. Malice. It sound's like one of the seven deadly sins but in my case it's another one of my old playground rules. "Be nice to the other children!".
However, in the grand scheme of things, maybe the public likes a juicy story even better when it's been struggled for. Like a note hastily passed in class before the teacher sees, or Chinese Whispers. You know at the end of the day that what you're saying is wrong, but it just makes the game all that more fun. So in my new playground of judges, convicts and pushy press, here's to hoping I keep my head afloat. After all, what's life without a little risk?

Sunday, 4 October 2009

God save our style


Because I am in the mood to blog something whilst my Itunes library home streams itself from my computer in the corner, to the little pink laptop I'm typing on. Apparently 1000+ songs take their time to travel about 5 feet across the room.
So I'm sat here on my bed, surrounded by countless issues of US and Uk Elle magazines, clothes, bags... and a Teeline shorthand book, which sticks out like a sore thumb, not just because it's the only blue amongst all this pink, but because it's probably the object with the most depth amongst all this...well, pink.
Not to say that my issues of Elle do not contain intelligence. The London Fashion week edition in particular contained some of the best artists and designers, celebrated spectacularly with a splash of London culture. I am fully aware that Britain as we know it is going into the gutters, the gutters from which chavs and other slimy things spawn from in the dead of night. However, believe it or not, a little splash of England still remains. The England that Americans dream of. Red letterboxes, red buses, Mary Poppins and of course the Queen. This kind of London pride is seen in culture, in artwork, designs, in the Union Jack sewn intricately into a pair of skinny jeans, or a distressed image of Big Ben printed onto a baggy t-shirt. It's seen in the posters strewn around the underground as we celebrated 25 years of London fashion week.
England has always had a way of retaining a pure individualism when it comes to music, arts or fashion. We gave the world The Beatles, a hit which then gave us Stella McCartney. Britain's elaborate and unrivaled history gives it's culture a splash of vintage. The most recent styles to have hit the Uk catwalk this season have been the eighties, an era which saw the birth of London fashion week. Not yet mainstream or celebrated, the designers then had a lease of life all their own, expressing themselves with fabric, colors and prints. Looks, which after 25 years, are once more strutting down the runway. A celebration of creativeness and independence.
However, despite it all, we remain humble. Without the fluff and ruffles of the Paris collection (as delightful as it is, God bless Marc Jacobs designing for Louis Vuitton), and without the rigid clean cut lines of New York City's futuristic view (brilliant concept none the less), England retains it's humble origins. With designs that you can see walking down Tottenham Court Road, strolling through Hyde Park or stepping off the tube.
So the next time you see the untalented, with tack dripping from every limb, crawling from the graves of reality television, just hold your head up high and walk into Topshop. Walk over the gutters in your new pumps and be proud to be British.

Thursday, 1 October 2009

Tsunami

Just found this article from The New York Times. It's the sheer simplicity of this story which makes it so dreadfully sad.
I know that we always see on television adverts for various charities, for those who have suffered disasters at the hands of nature, yet it always seems so distant, no matter how it tugs on the heart strings. However this article genuinely puts into perspective the normality of how their days begin. Not unlike ours, before their lives are drastically altered.
I think we can all just about spare a thought away from our shorthand.

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/10/01/opinion/01figiel.html?ref=opinion

"But our hearts were with — are still with — those who cannot say the same, who would sleep for the first time that night without a son, a daughter, a mother, a father, an uncle, an aunt, a cousin. Their loss is our loss."

Welcome to my world.

So who knew that having the ability to write down squiggles and then decipher them into English is apparently very handy. Not having this ability can cost you any future job and possibly even have you sent to jail. Literally translated they are words containing no vowels, last time I checked this was called Welsh, but in the world of journalism, this is called Shorthand. A form of writing which, if ever penned incorrectly, could have me unexpectedly putting words into peoples mouths. In my new world, this a crime. 
But we need to backtrack. Before all this began, back on a day which I believe to have been a Tuesday, I was informed of all sorts of fun and risky things a journalist encounters during their career. Things such as being sued for libel, sued for contempt of court, or, the icing on top of the cake; sent to jail. 
However, according to this observant blogger, the regulations of contempt of court are rather vague when it comes to technology such as blogs. 
His article (which was subsequently published in The Guardian) explains the grey matter of bloggers releasing information that would otherwise be restricted in mainstream newspapers and broadcasting channels.
I myself would personally not want to risk it. I have never looked good in convict orange.
Woe betide me if I ever put down the wrong squiggle.