Meaninglessness is Bliss?
Oct 9th, 2006 by Hugh
I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma, a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth.
—Umberto Eco
Eco thinks it is not the world that is terrible, but our drive to make sense of it. It strikes me that he is cutting off the limb he is sitting on: in saying this, is he not attempting to make sense of the world?
