Mencius's Mencius
Mencius was a rather “bleh” type of read. I was happy
to be done with it. I do not pretend that I haven't learned anything from it or
that it was a waste of time. I simply mean to say that I was not singing in the
rain throughout, more like slouching through the rain.
The way it is written is rather annoying.
Maybe this was groundbreaking stuff at the time, or maybe the message is more
important than the way in which it is delivered. The repetitions seem more for
memorization's sake than anything else. Maybe it is more poetical in its
original.
This guy just goes from person to person,
when he is not ignoring them, and talks. Mostly question and answer sessions. I
consider there to be a few great lines throughout the book. What I do like I
will quote here, randomly throughout posts. I'm just sharing my reaction to finishing the book at this point.
Mencius has some great points. But I could have gotten those points from poems a lot more easily. They would have been more accessible. Somebody should make short sonnets of
Mencius's ideas. I just hope that if they do they don't make them as
repetitive. Repetition is boring, repetition is annoying, repetition is just
so, oh so, very much too, repetitious. So much repetitious-ness cannot be good
for the soul.
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