Value for Thursday of Week 02 in the season of Dormancy

Inclusion of All Ages and Classes

A universal ethics is for everyone, regardless of age, social status and class. These too have divided us. Greater knowledge, and a better understanding of the science, history, literature and art about age and class divisions can help us live more ethically, more fully, and shape a better world.

  • The glory of young men is their strength, and the dignity of old men is gray hair. [The Bible, Proverbs, 20:29.]
  • At fifteen I set my heart upon learning. At thirty, I had planted my feet firm upon the ground. At forty, I no longer suffered from perplexities. At fifty, I knew what were the biddings of Heaven. At sixty, I heard them with docile ear. At seventy, I could follow the dictates of my own heart; for what I desired no longer overstepped the boundaries of right. [Confucius, The Analects, 2:4]

Real

True Narratives

Janusz Korczak risked his life and welfare to care for and protect orphans is a Warsaw ghetto during Nazi occupation.

By dint of nature, the young and the old are the most vulnerable members of society: least able to care for themselves by their own devices and least able to defend themselves. For that reason, their stories are important parts of the human narrative and their concerns are essential in the struggle to create a caring and ethical society.

Here are some histories on children:

Here are some histories of the difficulties faced by the elderly.

Narratives on life stages between young and old:

Histories on class differences:

On the Indian caste system:

Technical and Analytical Readings

Photographs

Documentary and Educational Films

Documentary films on age:

Documentary films on class:

Imaginary

Fictional Narratives

Class:

"My cake tires me. It is stale."  "Don't you want any more of it?"  "No."  The father pointed to the swans.  "Throw it to those palmipeds."  The child hesitated. A person may not want any more of his cake; but that is no reason for giving it away.  The father went on:  "Be humane. You must have compassion on animals."  And, taking the cake from his son, he flung it into the basin.  The cake fell very near the edge.  The swans were far away, in the centre of the basin, and busy with some prey. They had seen neither the bourgeois nor the brioche.  The bourgeois, feeling that the cake was in danger of being wasted, and moved by this useless shipwreck, entered upon a telegraphic agitation, which finally attracted the attention of the swans.  They perceived something floating, steered for the edge like ships, as they are, and slowly directed their course toward the brioche, with the stupid majesty which befits white creatures.  "The swans [_cygnes_] understand signs [_signes_]," said the bourgeois, delighted to make a jest.  At that moment, the distant tumult of the city underwent another sudden increase. This time it was sinister. There are some gusts of wind which speak more distinctly than others. The one which was blowing at that moment brought clearly defined drum-beats, clamors, platoon firing, and the dismal replies of the tocsin and the cannon. This coincided with a black cloud which suddenly veiled the sun.  The swans had not yet reached the brioche.  "Let us return home," said the father, "they are attacking the Tuileries."  He grasped his son's hand again. Then he continued:  "From the Tuileries to the Luxembourg, there is but the distance which separates Royalty from the peerage; that is not far. Shots will soon rain down."  He glanced at the cloud.  "Perhaps it is rain itself that is about to shower down; the sky is joining in; the younger branch is condemned. Let us return home quickly."  "I should like to see the swans eat the brioche," said the child.  The father replied:  "That would be imprudent."  And he led his little bourgeois away. The son, regretting the swans, turned his head back toward the basin until a corner of the quincunxes concealed it from him.  In the meanwhile, the two little waifs had approached the brioche at the same time as the swans. It was floating on the water. The smaller of them stared at the cake, the elder gazed after the retreating bourgeois.  Father and son entered the labyrinth of walks which leads to the grand flight of steps near the clump of trees on the side of the Rue Madame.  As soon as they had disappeared from view, the elder child hastily flung himself flat on his stomach on the rounding curb of the basin, and clinging to it with his left hand, and leaning over the water, on the verge of falling in, he stretched out his right hand with his stick towards the cake. The swans, perceiving the enemy, made haste, and in so doing, they produced an effect of their breasts which was of service to the little fisher; the water flowed back before the swans, and one of these gentle concentric undulations softly floated the brioche towards the child's wand. Just as the swans came up, the stick touched the cake. The child gave it a brisk rap, drew in the brioche, frightened away the swans, seized the cake, and sprang to his feet. The cake was wet; but they were hungry and thirsty. The elder broke the cake into two portions, a large one and a small one, took the small one for himself, gave the large one to his brother, and said to him:  "Ram that into your muzzle." [Victor Hugo, Les Miserables (1862), Volume V – Jean Valjean; Book First – The War Between Four Walls, Chapter XVI, How From a Brother One Becomes a Father.]

“Oh, ma’am,” said Jane, with an astonishing change of note, “think of all that might have been! Oh, ma’am, I could have been so happy! I ought to have known, but I didn’t know...You’re very kind to let me talk to you, ma’am...for it’s hard on me, ma’am...it’s har-rr-r-d—” And I gather that Euphemia so far forgot herself as to let Jane sob out some of the fullness of her heart on a sympathetic shoulder. My Euphemia, thank Heaven, has never properly grasped the importance of “keeping up her position.” [H.G. Wells, “The Jilting of Jane” (1894).]

Novels:

Fictional writings illustrating the Indian caste system:

Other novels on class:

Age:

Novels:

Poetry

Age:

O span of youth! ever-push'd elasticity! / O manhood, balanced, florid and full.

My lovers suffocate me,  / Crowding my lips, thick in the pores of my skin,  / Jostling me through streets and public halls, coming naked to me at night,  / Crying by day, Ahoy! from the rocks of the river, swinging and chirping over my head,  / Calling my name from flower-beds, vines, tangled underbrush, / Lighting on every moment of my life,  / Bussing my body with soft balsamic busses,  / Noiselessly passing handfuls out of their hearts and giving them to be mine.

Old age superbly rising! O welcome, ineffable grace of dying days!

Every condition promulges not only itself, it promulges what grows after and out of itself,  / And the dark hush promulges as much as any.

I open my scuttle at night and see the far-sprinkled systems,  / And all I see multiplied as high as I can cipher edge but the rim of the farther systems.

Wider and wider they spread, expanding, always expanding,  / Outward and outward and forever outward.

My sun has his sun and round him obediently wheels,  / He joins with his partners a group of superior circuit,  / And greater sets follow, making specks of the greatest inside them.

There is no stoppage and never can be stoppage, / If I, you, and the worlds, and all beneath or upon their surfaces, were this moment reduced back to a pallid float, it would not avail the long run,  / We should surely bring up again where we now stand,  / And surely go as much farther, and then farther and farther.

A few quadrillions of eras, a few octillions of cubic leagues, do not hazard the span or make it impatient,  / They are but parts, any thing is but a part.

[Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass (1891-92), Book III: Song of Myself, 45.]

Poems:

Books of poems:

Music: Composers, artists, and major works

In his Piano Concerto in C Major, Op. 39, BV 247 (1904) (approx. 67-75’) (recordings), Ferruccio Busoni wrote five movements, one each to express a particular mood and stage of life. Top performances on disc are by Mewton-Wood (Beecham) in 1948, Johansen (Schmidt-Isserstedt) in 1956, Ogden (Revenaugh) in 1957, Donohoe (Elder) in 1988, Ohlsson (Dohnányi) in 1989, Banfield (Herbig) in 1993, Massa (Malzew) in 2008, Gerstein (Oramo) in 2017. Here is a live recording by Hamelin. In the respective movements, we can also hear the stages of life:

  •   1, the sweetness of childhood. Prologo e Introito (Allegro, dolce e solenne): The concerto begins with a simple statement of hope from the orchestra, followed by the first fresh sounds of innocence from the soloist. After the soloist tests his wings and the orchestra affirms him, he begins to step out on his own. Soon he asserts himself with his parents' proud and happy support. Growth continues. Soon the child is the leader and center of attention.
  •   2, the merriment of youth. Pezzo giocoso (Vivacemente, ma senza fretta): Adolescence and early adulthood have introduced more complicated elements into the presentation, which are addressed with the seemingly limitless energy of youth. The youth toys with love and then with life. A challenge emerges, which the youth quickly dispatches but he is aware that something more is to come.
  •   3, the seriousness of middle age. Pezzo serioso: Introductio and Prima Pars (Andante sostenuto, pensoso; Andantge, quasi adagio): The concerns of life have arrived.The youth has matured. Now he is directing his life with calm assurance but he can still riff. He finds a theme, his theme of life at least for a while. Altera Pars (Sommamessamente): A new phase of life begins, perhaps a new career or new location. Again, the protagonist handles it like a virtuoso. The man wrestles with life's challenges and emerges temporarily shaken but intact. The emotional skies clear and he regains control. Ultima Pars (a tempo): The movement ends with a statement of self-assurance and control.
  •   4, the dance of maturity. All’ Italiana (Tarantella) (Vivace; In im tempo).
  •   5, the seriousness of old age. Cantico (Largamente).

Other works about age:

Albums about age:

Works about class:

Music: songs and other short pieces

Visual Arts

Film and Stage

Films on class:

Films on age:

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