his seat. When alone, he always preferred sitting at the counter—like all of his patients,
he was uncomfortable eating by himself at a restaurant table.
Julius ordered his usual: California rolls, broiled eel, and a variety of vegetarian
maki. He loved sushi but carefully avoided raw fish because of his fear of parasites. That
whole battle against outside marauders—now, what a joke it seemed! How ironic that, in
the end, it would be an inside job. To hell with it; Julius threw caution to the wind and
ordered some ahi sushi from the astonished chef. He ate with great relish before rushing
out to Toyon Hall and to his first meeting with Arthur Schopenhauer.
6
Mom and Pop
Schopenhauer
—
Zu Hause
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Thesolid foundations of our
view of the world and thus its
depth or shallowness are
formed in the years of
childhood. Such a view is
subsequently elaborated and
perfected, yet essentially it
is not altered.
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What kind of a man was Heinrich Schopenhauer? Tough, dour, repressed, unyielding,
proud. The story is told that in 1783, five years before Arthur`s birth, Danzig was
blockaded by the Prussians and food and fodder were scarce. The Schopenhauer family
was forced to accept the billeting of an enemy general at their country estate. As a
reward, the Prussian officer offered to grant Heinrich the privilege of forage for his
horses. Heinrich`s reply? «My stable is well stocked, sir, and when the food supply runs
out I will have my horses put down.»
And Arthur`s mother, Johanna? Romantic, lovely, imaginative, vivacious,
flirtatious. Though all of Danzig in 1787 considered the union of Heinrich and Johanna a
brilliant event, it proved to be a tragic mismatch. The Troiseners, Johanna`s family, came
from a modest background and had long regarded the lofty Schopenhauers with awe.
Hence, when Heinrich, at the age of thirty–eight, came to court the seventeen–year–old
Johanna, the Troiseners were jubilant and Johanna acquiesced to her parents` choice.
Did Johanna regard her marriage as a mistake? Read her words written years later
as she warned other young women facing a matrimonial decision: «Splendor, rank, and
title exercise an all too seductive power over a young girl`s heart luring women into tying
a marriage knot...a false step for which they must suffer the hardest punishment the rest
of their lives.»
«Suffer the hardest punishment the rest of their lives»—strong words from Arthur`s
mother. In her journals she confided that before Heinrich courted her she had had a young
love, which fate took from her, and it was in a state of resignation that she had accepted
Heinrich Schopenhauer`s marriage proposal. Did she have a choice? Most likely not. This
typical eighteenth–century marriage of convenience was arranged by her family for
reasons of property and status. Was there love? There was no question of love between
Heinrich and Johanna Schopenhauer. Never. Later, in her memoirs, she wrote, «I no more
pretended ardent love than he demanded it.» Nor was there abundant love for others in
their household—not for the young Arthur Schopenhauer, nor for his younger sister,
Adele, born nine years later.
Love between parents begets love for the children. Occasionally, one hears tales of
parents whose great love for each other consumes all the love available in the household,
leaving only love–cinders for the children. But this zero–sum economic model of love
makes little sense. The opposite seems true: the more one loves, the more that one
responds to children, to everyone, in a loving manner.
Arthur`s love–bereft childhood had serious implications for his future. Children
deprived of a maternal love bond fail to develop the basic trust necessary to love
themselves, to believe that others will love them, or to love being alive. In adulthood they
become estranged, withdraw into themselves, and often live in an adversarial relationship
with others. Such was the psychological landscape that would ultimately inform Arthur`s
worldview.
7
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If we look at life in its small
details, how ridiculous it all
seems. It is like a drop of
water seen through a micro–scope, a single drop teeming
with protozoa. How we laugh as
they bustle about so eagerly
and struggle with one another.
Whether here, or in the little
span of human life, this
terrible activity produces a
comic effect.
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At five minutes to seven Julius knocked out the ashes from his meerschaum pipe and
entered the auditorium in Toyon Hall. He took a seat in the fourth row on the side aisle
and looked about the amphitheater: Twenty rows rose sharply from the entry level where
the lecture podium stood. Most of the two hundred seats were vacant; roughly thirty were
broken and wrapped with yellow plastic ribbon. Two homeless men and their collections
of newspapers sprawled across seats in the last row. Approximately thirty seats were
occupied by unkempt students randomly sprinkled throughout the auditorium with the
exception of the first three rows which remained vacant.
Just like a therapy group, Julius thought, no one wants to sit near to the leader.
Even in his group meeting earlier that day the seats on either side of him had been left
vacant for the late members, and he had joked that a seat next to him seemed to be the
penalty for tardiness. Julius thought of the group therapy folklore about seating; that the
most dependent person sits to the leader`s right, whereas the most paranoid members sit
directly opposite; but, in his experience, the reluctance to sit next to the leader was the
only rule that could be counted on with regularity.
