This was published in Leonardo Digital Reviews, but I hope they don't mind if I put it here too…
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Pataphysics: A Useless Guide
by Andrew Hugill
The MIT Press, Cambridge, MA, 2012
296 pp. $24.95 £17.95
ISBN: 9780262017794.
Reviewed by
[your present blogger]
Collège de ’Pataphysique, Paris, France
To talk about ’Pataphysics (of which there are more than 100
definitions) usefully, we have to get rid of certain notions of which
the most important may be that any way of thinking about the world
should be testable within that world. Was non-Euclidian geometry
testable in this sense before its physical manifestation in gravity? Did
imaginary numbers make sense "externally" from mathematics until it was
shown that the behaviour of elementary particles depended on the
totally imaginary square root of -1? With 'Pataphysics it gets even
weirder. It is entirely internally consistent to say that ’Pataphysics
is not only physically manifest everywhere in all universes, but that it
also changes the physical world, becoming externally consistent just
because it says so! Some will find this nonsense; some may say that it
is useful nonsense; and others may agree with me that this science of
the absurd, the study of the laws governing exceptions, the science of
the particular, is the most liberating and creative catalyst there is.
Others who have agreed range from Tom Stoppard to Jean Baudrillard, from
Umberto Eco to Marcel Duchamp, Ionesco, Miró, Genet.
Members of the Paris-based Collège de 'Pataphysique include artists and
scientists from all disciplines, philosophers, dramaturges,
technologists, doctors, historians, futurologists, film-makers,
astronomers, paleo-botanists, roboticists and more. The current
Vice-Curator, Lutembi, is a crocodile. The Collège itself consists
almost entirely of a delirious but deeply important bureaucracy, like
Freemasons on LSD. Subcommittees include ones for the fine and ugly
arts, of between-the-lines moralities, of realisable incompetences, of
anagrams, inadequations, badger-brushes and of the inexact sciences.
Certain thinkers, artists, and scientists from long ago, such as
Leonardo, are also pataphysicists in virtue of their plagiarism by
anticipation. Joan, in the Beatles’
Maxwell’s Silver Hammer, “was quizzical / studied pataphysical / science in the home”.
Here an interest must be declared: whilst your present reviewer does not
know the author personally, we are both office holders in the Collège.
Normally a disqualification, this lends the review, pataphysically,
extra objectivity. It just does. And anyway since this is a pataphysical
review, what else did you expect?
The subtitle,
A Useless Guide, paradoxically tells us at once
that this is no shrinking violet of a book, but one that intends to
claim a necessary status for itself as a seminal text. However since all
texts, even those as yet unwritten, must be considered as seminal to
’Pataphysics, we must ask ourselves if this book is an exception to that
rule (and more pertinently should one buy it?). If it is, it isn't. If
it isn't, it is. So the answer must be: yes and no. I hope that this
review has helped the reader decide.