(16) Revealing the secret story and the agony of Multiple Forms ;-)

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Well, when I realised all this (and more) as a "humble undergrad", more than fifteen years ago, I felt -initially- very excited.

Soon afterwards, however, my prevailing emotion about this, at that time, was  d r e a d.  - Why (you may ask) ?

Because, like many others in similar rare moments, I could not stand the burden (or such mind-blowing evidence) that... our entrusted teachers and educators at University, together with facts taught in University textbooks were "wrong", and "I was right" (like a madman, alone in the wilderness).

I was simply too lively, too extroverted, and too sociable, to be able to put up with this deadening isolation.

So, what happened then?

After leaving Essex University, in order to earn a living (and also protect my own sanity) I buried the entire "Theory of Multiple Form Logic" (alive), in certain... rarely accessed drawers, back home, and tried very hard to forget all about it.

 

Well, perhaps now (in 2003) the time has come to "cure the Trauma", return to the "scene of the crime" (through Cyber-Space) and remember...

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Remember (for instance) how some open-minded Essex professors and lecturers loved this Logic Calculus, while certain others hated it...

What actually happened to me, in Essex University during the late eighties, is probably a disgrace for the University and for the UK Academic Community (of that era) as a whole:  - A couple of months before our Final Examinations, the "approved topic" for my "student dissertation" (which was "Multiple Form Logic", something agreed upon from the very first year of the course) was changed "from above", without right of appeal, to something else, which was totally different, and which was impossible to complete -in time- before Graduation.

The "official excuse" was that "Professor Turner, the Chief Logician, was away on a journey to the States" and that "there was nobody else suitably qualified to correct this Thesis". The real(?) reason, however, is probably that some people in Essex did not like the whole story at all. I was just a... humble undergraduate student, at the time. I (myself) had began to feel dread, unable to accept the situation; unable to stand the bone-chilling fear of standing all alone against the crowd, that particular Mad Crowd which Robert Pirsig (in "Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance") had called "The Church of Reason"...

 I.e., if my "Multiple Form Logic" was correct, then much of what we were being officially taught (in Logic) had to be seen  -officially- as wrong. But if that, which we were being taught was to be seen officially as wrong, then there would no longer be an Absolute (or God-given) Academic basis, for teaching it in the first place. (This, was the "Logic between the lines"... )

What about the Post-Graduate Course in Manchester? (I hear you asking).

A few years before these sad events happened in Essex, I had reluctantly rejected (for health reasons, since I had been beaten up badly, by a bad coincidence, at around the same time) Professor Cliff Jones's offer of a Post-Graduate Course in Computer Science and Logic at the University of Manchester. Professor Jones's exceptional offer, which had bypassed University Regulations in my favour (since I did not have a first degree) was unfortunately NOT repeated by Manchester University on the following academic year (1985/86), when I had finally recovered completely from the violent incident (I will write about this incident elsewhere, in the near future), and felt ready to work and study.


NOTE: I still keep the original correspondence between me and Professor Jones intact, as evidence that this is all true.

Well, having irrevocably lost the exceptional "once-in-a-lifetime" offer of being a PostGrad student without a first degree, I settled for a humble undergraduate course instead, in Essex University, UK.

Unfortunately, Essex eventually became the ceremonial... Execution and Burial Ground for the Theory of Multiple Forms (after an initial "sweet period" of about two years, during which many members of academic staff were intrigued and impressed by it ). Since "nobody" (among Essex academic staff) "could prove it wrong", and since "the only person who had authority to prove it correct went away", it was thrown to the dustbin, in the very last minute.

As a result, I did not finish the (other) dissertation, which had been dictated "from above", which was irrelevant to my interests and which I had never chosen) ...in time for the Examinations !

So, I failed! (more precisely: They "failed me").     NOTE: In the UK, at the time, there was effectively no "second chance".

 

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( to be continued, allegro con brio, molto libero, con techno / new age etc.  - ad. lib, ad. inf)

 


 

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