Some prominent Wittgenstein scholars, like Danièle Moyal-Sharrock, Avrum Stroll, and Ray Monk, view On Certainty as a distinct new phase in Wittgenstein’s philosophy. Moyal-Sharrock even has a collection of essays called The Third Wittgenstein and views the book as a revolutionary shift in his thought. However, I’ve long believed that On Certainty is just a natural extension of the philosophy Wittgenstein advances in his Philosophical Investigations (PI).
Wittgenstein spent the last 18 months of his life writing the notebooks which would become the book On Certainty, but he didn’t give it that title. His literary executors, G.E.M. Anscombe and G.H. von Wright, named the book when they edited and published his notes in 1969. I think they “done messed up, A. A. Ron”. Soon after reading the book more than 20 years ago, my initial reaction was that a better title would have been On Knowledge. However, more recently I have come to the conclusion that it should have been called On Doubt.
The title On Certainty makes Wittgenstein sound like a Foundationalist, whereas this was one of his main targets in PI. Wittgenstein isn’t just gathering his thoughts about “being sure” in these notebooks; he is doing the same style of therapeutic philosophy that he did in PI. If the Investigations was his initial attack on Cartesianism then OC is where he finishes the job. The Private Language Argument showed that we can’t even name sensations without a shared, public world. In On Certainty, Wittgenstein continues that fight specifically against Cartesian Doubt.
Why I think On Doubt is a better title:
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It’s a therapy, not a thesis. Wittgenstein is not giving us a list of things to be certain about; he’s providing an intervention for the skeptic’s pathological doubt. Titling the work after the ‘healthy’ state of certainty risks overlooking the ‘disease’ of groundless questioning that he is attempting to dismantle.
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Doubt requires a background of trust. Like he argued in PI that you can’t have an isolated/private language because language requires a community, here he is arguing that you can’t have an isolated doubt that stands separate from everything else. Doubt isn’t a standalone act; it is parasitic on an inherited state of trust.
To doubt a specific hardware part, you have to trust the language of physics. To doubt if a hand is yours, you have to trust the eyes you’re using to look at it. This “background of trust” is the ground you stand on to dig the hole of doubt. If you try to doubt the ground itself, the “spade of doubt” has nothing to dig into. As he says at §115: “The game of doubting itself presupposes certainty.” -
The Hinge is about the Door.
The famous “hinge” metaphor (§341-343) is the best evidence for the title On Doubt. Wittgenstein argues that certain propositions stay fixed like the hinges of a door.
The door is the specific thing we are questioning, investigating, or doubting at any given moment. But for that doubt to be a move in the game, it requires a fixed point of leverage. If you try to doubt the hinges and the door simultaneously, the door doesn’t “swing” better, it falls off the frame. You haven’t reached a deeper level of skepticism; you’ve made it impossible for the act of doubting to function.
Calling it On Certainty frames the book around a feeling. Calling it On Doubt frames it around Wittgenstein’s (wider sense of) grammar, by showing that doubting certain things isn’t intellectual, it’s a mechanical failure of language and our form of life. As he put it in PI: once justifications are exhausted, I’ve reached bedrock and my spade is turned. On Doubt is the study of that turning point.