疲労しきった登山家の立場(松下彰良 訳)
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v.3,chap.1: Return to England Most of my books, I find on looking back over them, have myths to enforce the points. For instance, I turned up the following paragraph recently in The Impact of Science on Society: 'What I do want to stress is that the kind of lethargic despair which is now not uncommon is irrational. Mankind is in the position of a man climbing a difficult and dangerous precipice, at the summit of which there is a plateau of delicious mountain meadows. With every step that he climbs, his fall, if he does fall, becomes more terrible; with every step his weariness increases and the ascent grows more difficult. At last, there is only one more step to be taken, but the climber does not know this, because he cannot see beyond the jutting rocks at his head. His exhaustion is so complete that he wants nothing but rest. If he lets go, he will find rest in death. Hope calls: 'one more effort - perhaps it will be the last effort needed.' Irony retorts: 'Silly fellow! Haven't you been listening to hope all this time, and see where it has landed you.' Optimism says: 'While there is life, there is hope.' Pessimism growls: 'While there is life, there is pain.' Does the exhausted climber make one more effort, or does he let himself sink into the abyss ? In a few years, those of us who are still alive will know the answer.' |