ABSTRACT
I ‘Wittgenstein’, we are told by Saul Kripke, ‘has invented a new form of scepticism.’ His ‘sceptical argument . . . remains unanswered. There can be no such thing as meaning anything by any word.’1 To some readers of Wittgenstein these claims will seem strange. Is Wittgenstein, after all, one of those perennial doubters, who tease us with their paradoxical denials? Does his originality lie merely in the discovery of a new object of doubt? Does he really deny that there is such a thing as meaning something by a word? How, we may wonder, can this be the position of someone who saw his task as one of ‘assembling reminders’?
