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Generosity Versus Grudgingness in Men
In an Aesthetic Realism class in 1988, Ellen Reiss asked me: "Do you think you are generous or grudging?" The question had my whole
life in it—these opposites had battled in me.
For example, in 1973 I was cast in a play at a summer stock theatre. I had always wanted to be an actor, and this desire, I later
learned from Aesthetic Realism, comes from a generous impulsion: to see meaning in the feelings of someone not yourself—the
character—and try to be fair to him. But in rehearsals I began to feel a deep reluctance to give myself to the
part. One way it showed was that people could barely hear my voice as I said my lines.
In The Right of Aesthetic Realism to Be Known, Eli Siegel explains, with deep comprehension of all humanity and some of
the most beautiful prose I ever read, the two directions in people:
Man is selfish; but being, in his fashion, the oneness of opposites, he is also magnanimous, noble, altruistic, large.
Man is a heel who can write of the stars. Man is a mean creature who can measure oceans. Man is an instance of cheapness who can be
honestly moved by a Hallelujah of Handel. It is all trouble and opportunity.
Aesthetic Realism taught me that the most truly generous thing in men
and women is equivalent to our deepest desire, to like the world—this desire has us see value in what is not
ourselves. The most grudging thing in us is contempt, the hope to make less of people as a means of building ourselves up. Contempt
makes us narrow and contracting, and it's the biggest interference in a person's life.
I'll speak about what I learned about generosity and grudgingness, including the central, kind things Class Chairman, Ellen Reiss, has
taught me, about a young man having Aesthetic Realism consultations, and about a great novel of France—The Red and the
Black—written by Stendhal in 1830. The main character, Julien Sorel, about whom Stendhal once said "Julien is myself," comes
to have a tragic life because he cannot make sense of himself as grudging and generous, both loving and fighting the world.
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