The Future of Truth - Hardcover

Herzog, Werner

 
9780593833674: The Future of Truth
Hardcover
ISBN 10: 0593833678 ISBN 13: 9780593833674
Verlag: Penguin Press, 2025

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From legendary filmmaker and author Werner Herzog, a compact, effervescent, and deeply personal exploration of art, philosophy, and history that unravels one of our most elusive and contested questions: What is truth—and how to find it in our “post-truth” era?

For over half a century, Werner Herzog has challenged, enriched, and expanded our understanding of the truth. His films and books have mixed fiction and nonfiction, documentary and drama, reality and imagination. Invariably, Herzog goes beyond the appearance of what is true in search of a higher truth, or what he has often referred to as the “ecstatic truth.” In The Future of Truth, a great artist ventures an answer to one of humanity’s deepest, most eternal questions. At a moment when deepfake AI videos are proliferating, and most people have simply thrown up their hands in despair at the ubiquity of what we now know as fake news—not to mention the constant lying and propagandizing from certain public figures—Herzog seeks a remedy. Mixing memoir, history, politics, poetry, science, and fierce opinion, he writes with dazzling originality and panache, urging readers to be unflagging and imaginative in the pursuit of truth, endless though the quest may be:

I don’t think truth is some kind of polestar in the sky that we will one day get to. It’s more like an incessant striving. A movement, an uncertain journey, a seeking full of futile endeavor. But it is this journey into the unknown, into a vast twilit forest, that gives our lives meaning and purpose; it is what distinguishes us from the beasts in the fields.

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Werner Herzog was born in Munich on September 5, 1942. He made his first film in 1961 at the age of nineteen. Since then, he has produced, written, and directed more than seventy feature and documentary films, including Aguirre, the Wrath of God; Nosferatu the Vampyre; Fitzcarraldo; Little Dieter Needs to Fly; My Best Fiend; Grizzly Man; Encounters at the End of the World; and Cave of Forgotten Dreams. Herzog has published more than a dozen books of prose and directed as many operas. He lives in Munich and Los Angeles.

Translator Michael Hofmann is a German-born poet who writes in English. He has translated the works of Bertolt Brecht, Franz Kafka, Hans Fallada, and Joseph Roth, and teaches at the University of Florida in Gainesville.

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01.

What Is Truth?

No one knows what it is, truth. Least of all the author. But philosophers don't know either, nor mathematicians, not even the Pope in Rome knows what it is, though he has his faith and the certainty of salvation to draw on.

Just this: I don't think truth is some kind of polestar in the sky that we will one day get to. It's more like an incessant striving. A movement, an uncertain journey, a seeking full of futile endeavor. But it is this journey into the unknown, into a vast twilit forest, that gives our lives meaning and purpose; it is what distinguishes us from the beasts in the fields.

The question of truth has accompanied me throughout my whole career. Is there truth in film? In art, in poetry? In music? Can we step out of ourselves as the mystics did in the late Middle Ages, to experience truth in a kind of ecstasy? Ek-stasis, in Greek, is a stepping out of yourselves, a leaving the bounds of the individual, your place in existence. Is there ecstatic truth in art? Stay tuned.

For now, though, with fake news seemingly unstoppable, with endless possibilities of digital fakes, with the lying propaganda of politics, with a world from which every trace of truth seems to have disappeared, how can we keep our sense of orientation? Are we not living already in a post-truth age? We are capable of producing an incredibly realistic image of a person on video, and fitting to it a voice and speech patterns and an accent that are practically indistinguishable from the real thing. We can produce a digital version of the president of the United States ordering his National Guard to arrest his enemies, and put it online. And we know too that the wildest, most outrageous claims spread roughly three times as fast as factually true accounts. It's been measured.

On the internet there's an endless conversation I am having with a Slovenian philosopher in which our voices are mocked up very accurately, but our conversation is meaningless twaddle. There are no new ideas, just a simulacrum of our voices holding forth on various topics on which we did indeed once hold forth. Our sentences are grammatically correct and have the right vocabulary, but our dialogue is soulless, is dead. It's nothing but mimicry. The BBC recently broadcast a journalist interviewing a virtual Charles Darwin. You can see him in 3D, not especially well-done this time, but there he is, speaking in an academic-sounding Oxford English with appropriate facial expressions-again, somewhat crude, maybe like a bad actor in a rotten Hollywood film. But all of that can be rapidly improved. What's interesting is that Darwin speaks in complete, well-formulated sentences that make sense, but what he says in them is nothing more than a stodgy cut-up of his ideas and others' that are current online just now. Darwin's "brain" has been programmed from millions of facts from the internet. Hence his way of making sketchy arguments and spouting outright nonsense from the internet, apparent insights that reflect popular fashions and trends more than any reality. The journalist asks him questions about climate change and a possible salvation for mankind. Darwin responds with some blah about the possibility of leaving this planet and a million of us starting a colony on Mars.

Darwin's answer is nothing but a collective self-deception. You don't have to be an astrophysicist or biologist, or some other kind of expert, to know that any such plans are completely idiotic and unfeasible. Just as you don't have to be an astronomer to grasp that the sun doesn't orbit around the Earth, but the Earth around the sun. Copernicus hesitated for decades before publishing his results, and a hundred years later Galileo repudiated them in order to save himself from torture at the hands of the Inquisition. In the case of results of this order, time is always the best ally. "Truth is a daughter of time," said Leonardo da Vinci-even if the classical author Aulus Gellius said it first.

The previous century brought with it the calamity of realized social utopias, of communism as earthly paradise. Whoever didn't want it or couldn't grasp the fact was by definition insane, and had to be shut away in a gulag or an asylum. Likewise the other great social utopia, fascism. In its worst form, it meant the idea of an Aryan master race that would conquer the whole world and destroy anything inferior. In our present century, we are headed for the collapse of technological utopias. We will not attain immortality by crisping our genes, nor will we conquer the cosmos. There are numerous candidates for planets that are capable of sustaining a life like ours on Earth, the only problem is that the nearest of them is about twenty thousand light-years away. It is highly likely that there are forms of life "out there," viruses, fungi, perhaps even the kind of advanced life we find in the snot of toddlers. The possibility can't be ruled out, because as well as one universe, we share the same physics, the same chemistry, and the same history. But those planets are too remote. Astronomers understand these things best. To find life demands journeys lasting millions of years. Best of luck to the intrepid settlers. Alpha Centauri, the closest star outside our solar system, is a mere 4.5 light years away. Because our soft bodies can't tolerate abrupt acceleration to unimaginable velocities, the journey would take a very long time. A further factor is that the travelers would then have to take just as long decelerating, braking their speed. In order to reach even a tenth of the speed of light, we would have to take extraordinary quantities of fuel with us, and, assuming for the moment that we are talking conventional hydrocarbon fuel, fuel of the kind we use at present, the quantity required would be not merely the equivalent of all petroleum deposits anywhere on the planet and not only the mass of the Rocky Mountains and all other mountain chains in the world but of the entire planet. What's more, we would have to burn the total energy of the entire solar system, the Milky Way, and all visible galaxies. There are voices that like to brabble about using antimatter, and we have indeed succeeded in producing that in tiny quantities. But in order to light up a single bulb it would cost the entire annual GDP of the United States. To produce a teaspoonful of antimatter would take many billions of years. You don't need to know anything about it yourself, but I would recommend speaking to an astrophysicist or astronomer.

But hey, there's Mars. It's about four and a half months away, providing the orbits of Mars and Earth are at their closest alignment. There is little doubt that before long we will be sending astronauts there on brief missions. What's striking is that the project has been postponed and postponed and postponed-and has been for decades. Mars is an inhospitable kind of place. On the way there, and on the planet itself, we might be consumed by energy from the sun, so-called solar winds; it's tempting to keep things simple and just sit in a microwave instead, and switch it on. The surface of Mars is highly toxic. We would have to dig ourselves deep into it, but what with? Where will we get the caterpillars to dig us deep bunkers? It might be simpler just to surround ourselves with ten feet of water to keep off the radiation. It is possible to withstand the temperatures on Mars, but where will we get the enormous quantities of energy that we need? Given that the sun is so far away, it hardly counts as a possible source. And for astronauts a ticklish problem still hasn't been solved: How will they store enough fuel to get them back to Earth? Then there's the matter of the respective orbits of Earth and Mars: Following our arrival after months of voyaging, Earth and Mars would be so far apart that we wouldn't have sufficient fuel to undertake the return...

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Verlag
Penguin Press
Erscheinungsdatum
2025
Sprache
Englisch
ISBN 10 
0593833678
ISBN 13 
9780593833674
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