Why Don’t We All Agree On What ‘The Good’ Is?

Why Don’t We All Agree On What ‘The Good’ Is? June 13, 2020

It’s entirely possible that Shakespeare’s innumerable rhetorical gems popped into his head willy-nilly, without bidding, and he jotted them down for later use, not having any one character in mind but at some point inserting, as needed, soliloquies and speeches and insults and profundities and short lines into the mouths of hundreds of different characters.

Consider this one sentence from a simple jailer in Shakespeare’s play ‘Cymbeline’ (5.4.207-208):

I would we were all of one mind, and one mind good.

Anyone who has read all thirty-eight of Shakespeare’s plays knows that his genius regularly placed profound words on the lips of major and minor characters. Even servants, pages, whores, tapsters, buffoons—need to be listened to in Shakespeare.

Think of the philosophy and the psychology and the sociology and the anthropology and the biology and the theology and the politics packed into these twelve words:  ‘I would we were all of one mind, and one mind good.’ Think of the idealism embedded in this sentence. Think of the wish, think of the prayer, think of the hope this line embodies.

Let us restate it as, ‘I wish we all agreed on what The Good is.’

And yet our species is cursed with disagreement about every important aspect of human existence. We have never all agreed on what The Good is.

Why has natural selection not gifted all of us with the ability to recognize what The Good is in every human endeavor? And why instead has natural selection made us susceptible to error and therefore disposed to disagreement about what The Good is?

Why do we not all agree, after several thousand years of trying, what good government is?

Why do we not all agree, after several thousand years of trying, what good politics might be?

Why do we not all agree, after several thousand years of trying, what a good economic system is?

Why do we not all agree, after several thousand years of trying, what good morality might be?

Why do we not all agree, after several thousand years of trying, what good art is?

Why do we not all agree, after several thousand years of trying, what a good religion is?

Why are we not all of one mind on all of this, and that one mind good?

Someone might answer that in eons past natural selection had no interest in providing the human brain with the ability to recognize metaphysical truths.

Rather, the human brain evolved to espy the crouching tiger, the hidden dragon, and the loping bear, so as to avoid their fanged and bloody vehemence. The human brain evolved to espy suitable mates so as to propagate the species. The human brain evolved to espy food and water and shelter from the storm. The human brain did not evolve to espy a lofty thing called The Good.

On the other hand, why shouldn’t natural selection—operating in the interest of our species’ success—lead us to easy agreement instead of habitual variance on things that directly affect the success and happiness of our species?

We could answer this by saying natural selection is still underway and human brains are still evolving. It may be that we humans are right now only in the early morning of our evolutionary progress. It may be that in 100,000 years, or in 300,000 years, or in one million years, some version of humanity will be of one mind and that one mind good.

The fact that a seventeenth-century playwright could conjure this twelve-word cry of hope is a hint of things to come.

Hope is an adumbration of human progress. Hope is a virtue oriented to the future. The future may be a far, far distant shore, but nonetheless reachable, nonetheless ours.

 

Featured image ‘SHAKSEPEARE’ by DONOSTIA KULTURA via Flickr

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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