thedoc wrote:Melchior wrote:van Keister wrote:Very good interpretation of the Wille zur Macht. I'm glad to see that someone has a correct interpretation of Nietzsche. A good book on this subject is by a friend of mine, Abir Taha, called "The Cult of the Superman," We argue a lot on the methods at arriving at Ubermensch as she believes it is more religious (spiritual) than my biological version.
Zarathustra is trash. Every last word of it. The more you understand Nietzsche, the more you understand that he was pulling your leg, or crazy, or both.
I stopped reading Zarathustra after several pages of self-aggrandizing nonsense.
Well I'll be damned. We need more people like you in the world! I remember throwing Hegel against the wall, in disgust.
http://quoteinvestigator.com/2013/03/26/great-force/
Most fiction, even so-called 'classics' is trash.
Compare these two translations:
It is not fear; it is rather that we have nothing more to fear from men; it is that man is a teeming, writhing mass of worms;
it is that the ‘tame man’, the hopelessly mediocre and unpleasant creature, has learned to consider himself an end and as
supreme, as the culmination of history, a ‘higher man’; yes, it is that he has a certain right to feel like that, in so far as he feels
that he is remote from the masses – the unfit, the wretched, the diseased, the exhausted – whose stench is beginning to fill
present- day Europe, he at any rate has achieved a relative success, he is capable of life, he at any rate still says ‘yes’ to life.
Rather it’s the fact that we have nothing more to fear from man, that the maggot “man” is in the foreground swarming around, that the “tame man,” the hopelessly mediocre and unedifying man, has already learned to feel that he is the goal, the pinnacle, the meaning of history, “the higher man,”—yes indeed, that he has a certain right to feel that about himself, insofar as he feels separate from the excessive number of failed, sick, tired, and spent people, who are nowadays beginning to make Europe stink, so that he senses that he is at least relatively successful, at least still capable of life, of at least saying “Yes” to life.