#3 = Volume 1, No. 3 =  Spring 1974
        
        
        
      
      Robert M. Philmus
      A Dialogue Between Ideaphilos and Philologos (Intended
        to Prove Little and Clarify Much)
      NOTE. In the following dialogue, no correspondence is intended
        between the fictitious characters therein and any particular students of
        literature, living or dead. It is admissible, however, to read the general term literature
        as a surrogate for the more specific science fiction.
      
        
          The opposite of a true statement is a false statement. But
            the opposite of a profound truth may be another profound truth. --Niels 
            Bohr.
        
    
      
        
      
      Ideaphilos. I confess to being more than a little annoyed with you for
        your refusal to take sides in my argument with that no-good Idiokrasios over the
        outright reactionary tendencies of so much modern literature.
      Philotogus. I explained to you the reason for my refusal.
              
      I. So you did. And I must say I am a bit more puzzled by it than I was
        chagrined by your not expressing the sympathy I know you have for my point of
        view. What is this distinction between criticism and interpretation that so
        obsesses you?
      P. It is, my dear Ideaphilos, quite simple, really. Criticism, as I
        see the enterprise, orients itself primarily and overtly towards value
        judgments, which may have--in a more or less narrow sense of the terms--a moral,
        esthetic, or ideological basis--and bias. As an interpreter, on the other hand,
        I aim principally at understanding literature rather than imposing normative
        criteria on it.
      I. You will, I hope, excuse the bluntness of my observing that what
        you say is as naive as it is pretentious. Surely this pretense of neutrality on
        your part is just that: a pretense. You will not be so disingenuous as to deny
        that the interpretative effort is hardly value-free, as you call it.
      P. Admittedly, the dividing line between criticism and interpretation
        is in practice sometimes as obscure--or obscured--as that separating pedantry
        from precision. Still, from the fact that the distinction is not always clear it
        is fallacious to infer that it altogether doesn't exist. You will not contend
        that it is pointless to distinguish music from noise merely on the grounds that
        the one occasionally modulates into the other?
      I. Is that to say you concede the difference to be a matter of degree
        rather than of kind?
      P. If you wish.
      I. Well then, let me press the point. What is the degree of difference
        between criticism and interpretation? Surely if you elect to give your time and
        attention to a work of literature you imply judgment of value? And if you choose
        to attend to this work rather than that you are making a normative
        discrimination?
      P. True enough.
      I. In which case, your professed neutrality is really hypocritical.
        You assume certain values but don't bring them out into the open.
      P. If a hypocrite is anyone who assumes some things without explicitly
        saying what they are, I shall have to accept the epithet. And indeed it is true
        that the profession of neutrality is a hypocritical evasion in all too many
        instances. But I did not claim, you may recall, that an interpreter is neutral:
        what I said is that the interpreter, unlike the critic, does not deal in overt
        value judgments. Moreover, if I am a hypocrite, you may be one also--or
        something worse.
      I. What do you mean?
      P. Exactly this: you admit that you have a weakness for literature
        that is good by literary standards? That just as I have some sympathy for your
        politics you have some for my aesthetics (excuse my using the terms loosely; we
        both understand that epistemology, ethics, and aesthetics tend to shade into one
        another)?
      I. I suppose I can make that admission.
      P. You suppose so? I certainly hope that is true, for otherwise you
        would be something of a hypocrite yourself, wouldn't you? After all, it is a bit
        hypocritical to devote your life to the study of literature, as you do, and not
        be interested in the stuff at all? Do you begin to see how the other side of the
        argument you used a moment ago begins to cut you?
      I. I guess so. But look here, I don't see that there's any problem or
        difficulty in being concerned with literary and non-literary values at the same
        time.
      P. Maybe not. But let's examine the matter. When you were arguing with
        Idiokrasios, you remember, you denounced the ideological bent of certain
        literary works, thinking it your duty as a critic to do so.
      I. Yes, though by the way your distinction does not seem strictly
        valid here, since criticism in this instance requires interpretative
        understanding.
      P. In this instance, perhaps-- though that is not always true. But I
        will grant the point for the moment since I am trying to get at something else. Now: the works you inveighed against you disapprove of, of course?
      I. Of course.
      P. You think them pernicious and would not want others to read them
        and be influenced by them: It would be well if they were consigned to oblivion?
      I. True.
      P. But isn't that end more likely to be effected by ignoring them
        altogether instead of carping about them and thus Deserving their names for
        posterity as well as giving them currency in our time? [Pause] I assume
        your silence indicates assent, and will therefore proceed to another, related
        matter. Do you suppose that your concern with the ideas expressed in a work of
        literature will persuade our writers to adhere to high literary standards and
        increase the demand for such standards on the part of their readers?
      I. Isn't that self-evident? Obviously an insistence on well thought
        out and responsible ideas will ultimately produce great literature.
      P. No doubt Idiokrasios would go along with you there, though the two
        of you could never get together on the meaning of your terms. But if your
        assumptions were correct, any of our philosophers should have produced works of
        greater literary value than have our poets; and on the same grounds treatises
        on, say, law or economics should be preferred by your would-be literary criteria
        to works of "pure literature" themselves. If you are not willing to
        accept that consequence, you must, I fear, admit to the error of your critical
        ways, which ignore what makes literature literature.
      I. I shall admit no such thing. Apart from the fact that you seem to
        be reformulating the anathema of literature for literature's sake, the kind of
        literature I am interested in does deal with ideas, clearly and undeniably.
      P. I have not denied it. What I have said, however, is that critics
        should not expect that by insisting on ideas they encourage good
        literature--indeed, they may discourage it. As for your anathema, I consider it
        equally heretical to divorce what a work of literature means from how it
        means--in effect, your practice when you abstract what you judge to be its
        ideational content.
      I. But surely that is the function of criticism: to identify and
        elucidate the ideas in a literary work.
      P. The function of criticism, possibly, but not of
        interpretation--unless idea is defined in a very special sense, one which
        connects it with structure and so on. In any other sense, literary merit has no
        essential relation to ideational content per se.
      
        
      
      
        I. I cannot accept that, but I begin to see that the differences
        between us are greater than I had supposed.
      
      
        
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