Part One
Love Strong as Death: Polemics
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Falling â in Love
Rosenzweig Versus Heidegger
Could we forget about Heidegger altogether? Oubliez Heidegger? The thought appears tempting, especially after all the revelations about his unabashed Nazi involvement in Black Notebooks, which bring the fiercest imaginable attack on the figure of the âmetaphysical Jewâ, and, for some readers, deliver nothing short of the philosophical justification for the Shoah.1 Yet, if Heideggerâs thought continues to inspire today, it is because of what still appears as a valid promise of der neue Anfang, the ânew beginningâ: the new thinking of finitude which will overcome the hubristic âgigantismâ of modern Machenschaft, supposedly represented by the âmetaphysical Jewâ, and return to the âblessing of the limitsâ, i.e. to the reconciliation with the finite condition of living within the natural immanence.
It is precisely this promise, and the hope that goes with it, that I want to challenge in this chapter. As long as it is not counteracted by an alternative philosophy of finitude, Heideggerâs name will persist as a major inspiration for all late-modern thought wishing to get beyond the crisis of modernity, which has been caused by the âmachinatingâ subject, assaulting the finite world from the transcendent position. Black Notebooks leave no doubt that the most pernicious concretization of the hubristic modern subjectivity is the âmetaphysical Jewâ: the âprinciple of destructionâ, Seinsvergessenheit, the forgetfulness of Being, and thus also â last, but not least â Verfallenheit, the fallenness that repeats the modern Fall from Being on the existential level.2
I thus want to present a possibility of a different thinking of finitude, which â by a twist of irony â derives directly âout of the sources of Judaismâ. Heidegger had been writing against Jews with a vicious consequence, presenting them as agents of machinating âgigantismâ and the deepest Verfallenheit â but Jews have been writing again Heidegger too, by attempting to fight him on his own grounds: the philosophy of the finite condition, which â even more ironically â reclaims the âfallennessâ and its âpassion of facticityâ as the true and only dimension of human life, which, in Heideggerâs own words, is indeed âcompletely fascinated by the âworldâ and by the Dasein-with of Othersâ (BT, 220). For, contrary to the clichĂ© Heidegger believed in, Jewish thought does not foster the idea of humanityâs infinite power over nature, given by God to his absolute disposal; it is not about ruthless and detached calculation based on what Hegel called Abrahamâs incapability to love. Quite the contrary: it is all about setting the limits, but not by the regressive recourse to the natural boundary in the form of death. If the limits prove to be a blessing, it is not because humankind is forced to return meekly to the totality of Being, by becoming its obedient shepherd who hearkens to its call in the humble posture of Seinsgehören. The only possible limit for the human subject is the other: the freely chosen self-limitation in the form of neighbourly love.
In his critique of Heidegger in Entre Nous, LĂ©vinas complains that in his death-dominated and death-orientated thought there is no place for being-with-the-other. Sein-zum-Tode, being-towards-death, is a solitary enterprise, and the only Mitsein (being-with) which Heidegger envisages in the end boils down, as LĂ©vinas maliciously remarks, to Zusammenmarchieren, marching with: an army of isolated Daseins exercising their authenticity in their totally mobilized Todesbereitschaft, âreadiness for deathâ.3 But LĂ©vinas is not the first and not the only Jewish philosopher who uttered his objection to Heideggerâs overestimation of death as the factor determining the finite condition. In fact, there is a whole secret alliance of thinkers opposed to what Harold Bloom, himself a member of the group, called somewhat derisively âHeidegger and his French flockâ (AI, xxvii). Despite all the differences between them, Franz Rosenzweig, Hannah Arendt, Emmanuel LĂ©vinas, Harold Bloom and Jacques Derrida form an unofficial coalition of thinkers contesting the Heideggerian mode of thinking finitude solely under the auspices of death.
There is also one further feature that they share: the importance of the intellectual heritage of the Song of Songs. Pace the clichĂ©d prejudice, both Christian and Romantic, that perceives Judaism as a mechanical â and thus also machinating â religion of the law, Shir ha-Shirim proves that indeed, this has never been anything but prejudice. Hegel could not have been more wrong when he famously stated that âAbraham wanted not to love, wanted to be free by not loving.â4 Love that is strong as death â this âprivileged formulationâ5 â sheds light on a completely different vision of the finite life in which love, not death, becomes the defining marker of the finitude. Here, the sought-after limit reveals itself through neighbourly love â and it is always and only the other.
In all these approaches, Shir ha-Shirim lends itself to the philosophical speculation that offers a different conception of the finite existence, destined to die but no means exhausted by its lethal destiny; determined to resist the final verdict and gain an intense âlife before deathâ, marked by passionate relations with others; limited, yet not by the inner boundary/peras of death, but by the existence of those we love. Far from being obedient âHeideggerâs childrenâ,6 Rosenzweig, Arendt, Bloom and Derrida offer instead a promise of a different thinking about the finite life, which is not fated with the Heideggerian thanatic closure: a truly non-privative, open and love-capable another finitude. What Nancy summed up in a brilliant stroke of genius â that finitude is not privation â is their sole theme and concern:
Finitude is not the being-finished-off of an existent ⊠butting up against and stumbling over its own limit (its contingency, error, imperfection, or fault). Finitude is not privation. There is perhaps no proposition that is more necessary to articulate today, to scrutinize and test in all ways. Everything at stake at the end of philosophy comes together there: in the need of having to open the thought of finitude, that is, to reopen to itself this thought, which haunts and mesmerizes our entire tradition.
SOTW, 29
If what we are looking for is a philosophy that could do away with the remnants of the acephalic Neoplatonism that continues to measure up everything towards the infinite, another finitude constitutes a solid answer. Love as the marker of finitude deprives it of the stigma of privation and negativity, always implicit in death where Dasein is âbutting up against and stumbling over its own limitâ. Here, the un-essence, transience, indefinity, contingency no longer emerge as negative features of the finite being in passing, but as the condition of the Derridean âliving/lovingâ which loves itself infinitely, yet finds the blessing of limits in intense relations with others. As we remember from the previous chapter, Derrida attempts a translation of Dasein as âHere Belowâ where the âbelownessâ accentuates the Diesseits, the this-sideây dimension of the analytics of Dasein properly understood, as opposed to Jenseits, the âother sideâ of death that catapults the existence above the âfallenâ life into the more essential and authentic âbeyondâ. Here I would like to see if the âfallennessâ of this âHere Belowâ can be revindicated as another kind of a Fall: falling-for-life and, at the same time, falling-in-love.
A different death?
Rosenzweig was never properly exposed to Heideggerâs own thought, but nonetheless reacted to the depressingly thanatic climate of his epoch, by trying to resist it.7 Rosenzweigâs main question, especially in his later period when he began to conceive his New Thinking, was: is it possible at all to think about our finitude differently, not under the auspices of death â the end, the goal, the final destiny, the ultimate verdict? The whole point of Rosenzweigâs Neues Denken is to venture precisely such an endeavour: to try to think finitude positively, against the long philosophical tradition that stigmatized it as privation. Although often seen as a parallel to Heideggerâs analytics of Dasein, Rosenzweigâs New Thinking is actually the very opposite: despite many deceptively similar formulations, which also portray life as issuing towards death, it is uniquely concerned with the question that could never be properly answered by Heidegger, namely â Is life before death possible? Can living assert itself as such and not be immediately identified with dying?
The seeming paradox, therefore, consists in the simultaneous defence of life as finite and as life: not the shadow of death that informs and paralyses the vital forces at the moment of their inception, but a full âhealthyâ life which recognizes the âsovereignty of deathâ (USH, 103) and still affirms itself as a separate category of being. The little book of Rosenzweig called Understanding the Sick and the Healthy endeavours to teach life the lesson of maintaining itself in this paradox without solving or sublating it:
By teaching man to live again, we have taught him to move towards death; we have taught him to live, though each step he takes brings him closer to death ⊠There is no remedy for death; not even health. A healthy man, however, has the strength to continue towards the grave. The sick man invokes death and lets himself be carried away in mortal fear. In health, even death comes at the âproperâ time.
USH, 102â3
All appearances to the contrary, this is not Heideggerâs Sein-zum-Tode: it is already a polemical reaction to âbeing-towards-deathâ, issued from the perspective of the torat hayim, the âtradition of lifeâ that teaches how to live â âagainâ, i.e. after the late-modern Man has been violently reconfronted with his finitude. The little, yet decisive, difference lies in the emphasis Rosenzweig puts on the active resistance of life against deathâs chilling influence: on the way the âhealthyâ subject moves or continues towards death, despite the constant danger of âthe paralysis of artificial deathâ, or the âdeath in lifeâ that would stop him from moving...