Tuesday, October 18, 2016
"Bungled and Botched"
I, like everyone reading this, fall under Nietzsche’s title of “bungled and botched,” and I’m fine with that. Correction: I am proud of it. If one who is bungled and botched is one who is opposite of Nietzsche’s “noble man,” than I proudly claim that status. Every philosopher we have studied in this class, even ones I disliked overall, displayed some form of redeeming qualities, but not so with Nietzsche (in my opinion). I hate him more than Machiavelli. Then again, perhaps I should not; the great danger of Machiavelli was his ability to at least make his cruel ideas seem somewhat palatable, thereby making him considerably more dangerous. Pound for pound though, Nietzsche simply weighs in as most disturbing.
How easy it is to ignore, or, God forbid, rejoice in, the sufferings of the common people, when one does not share in their so-called status. Not only do I reject Nietzsche’s views on common people, but I go so far as to reject the entire notion of the commonality of some people. Then again, I suppose you could also technically say I reject the notion of noble people, and only believe in the existence of common people, without contradiction. Regardless of labels, the point is that the only term I consider important is “people”: whatever stuff we consist of, we are all the same.
I find myself asking, as Russell does, if Nietzsche would find satisfaction in seeing his ideals become a large-scale reality in the holocaust. I think he would. Therefore, even if his writings were not the cause of such events, I consider his condoning of them reason enough to count the shed blood, in part, to his hands.