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La gestión de la realidad mediante la atención: Como una burbuja

lunes, 19 de octubre de 2015

La gestión de la realidad mediante la atención: Como una burbuja

Partiendo de un madrigal de William Drummond of Hawthornden, comentamos el papel estructurador que desempeñan en la generación y gestión de la realidad los marcos interaccionales de referencia definidos por Goffman, en tanto que instrumentos de gestión de la atención colectiva. Es la capacidad de la mente humana para combinar estos marcos, limitar su atención a ellos, e insertarlos unos dentro de otros, lo que le da a la realidad humana su peculiar flexibilidad, multiplicidad y evanescencia.



 


Date posted: October 12, 2015  
English Abstract: 

Reality-Management Through Attention: Like a Bubble

Starting from a madrigal by William Drummond of Hawthornden, this paper examines the structuring role of interactional frames of reference (as theorized by Goffman) in the generation and management of reality, insofar as they are the instruments for the management of shared attention. It is the human mind's ability to combine these frames, to limit its attention to their bounds, and to embed them within another, which provides human reality with its peculiar flexibility, multiplicity, and evanescence.bubble1

Note: Downloadable document is in Spanish.
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Hurting Enough and Losing Touch

domingo, 18 de octubre de 2015

Hurting Enough and Losing Touch

From Vikram Seth's An Equal Music (I.11):

When I was being considered for the Maggiore Quartet, Helen asked me how Julia was. They knew each other because our trio and their quartet—both recently formed—had met at the summer programmes in Banff in the Canadian Rockies.
    I said that we'd lost touch.
    "Oh, what a pity," said Helen, "And how's Maria? Marvellous cellist! I thought the three of you played awfully well together. You belonged together."
    "Maria's fine, I think. She's still in Vienna."
    "I do feel it's a pity when one loses touch with friends," babbled Helen sympathetically. "I had a school-friend once. He was in the class above me. I adored him. He wanted to be, of all things, a dentist. . .  Oh, it's not a sensitive subject, is it?"
    "No, not at all. But perhaps we should get on with the rehearsal. I've got to be somewhere at five-thirty."
    "Of course. You told me that you were in a hurry, and here I am, nattering on. Silly me."
    To lose touch — an hearing and smell and taste and sight. Not a week passes when I don't think of her. This after ten years, too persistent a trace in the memory.


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