Chapter 5 Four

"Hahaha! Then you can have fun with a toothache!" You will surely laugh out loud. "What's the matter? There's fun in a toothache," I replied. "I've had a toothache for a whole month; I know it's fun in a toothache. At this time, of course, it's not sulking without saying a word, but It's a moan, a moan; but it's not a public moan, it's a malevolent moan, and the malevolence is the whole point. The patient's pleasure is in this moan; if he doesn't feel it It's fun - he won't moan. This is a good example, please let me develop it further. First, this moan shows that your toothache hurts for no reason and humiliates our consciousness ; at the same time it also expresses the whole law of nature, which of course you disdain, but you can do nothing about it. Enemy, there is only pain; and you also realize that you, and all Wagenheims, are slaves to your teeth; if someone wills, your teeth will cease to ache; if not, you It will continue to hurt for three consecutive months; until finally, if you still disagree, if you still don't buy it, then, for self-consolation, you have to beat yourself up or hit your family with your fists. You have nothing else to do but to the wall of the wall, and at last you begin to feel a certain pleasure, which sometimes develops into a kind of High pleasure. My advice to you is that you take the time to listen to the groans of an educated man with a toothache in the nineteenth century, but only on the second or third day after he has a toothache, when he is no longer Moaning like the first day, that is to say, not only moaning because of toothache, but also moaning in another way; that is to say, he no longer moans like a vulgar servant, but like a rather Cultured and European-infected man, moaning like a man who, as it is said nowadays, is 'out of the roots and the ways of the people.' His moaning gradually becomes an abominable moaning, both obscene and vicious , and humming all day and all night. He himself knows that his humming can never do him any good; and he knew that even his audience, whom he tried to put on airs, and his whole family, were so disgusted by his endless humming that they did not believe him in the slightest. , they all knew in their hearts that he could have hummed in a different way, simply, not in a strange tone, not in a pretentious way, and he did it out of malice, out of malice and willful behavior. It is in all these He felt a great pleasure in awareness and shame. Saying something like "I've made you uneasy, I've broken your hearts, and I've kept everyone in my family from sleeping.Then you don't sleep well, I want you to feel my toothache every minute.To you, I am no longer the hero I once wanted to be, I am nothing more than a loathsome and obnoxious person, a rascal.Then let him go!I'm glad you finally see who I am.Are you sick of hearing my nasty moans?Be miserable then; I'm going to make it even worse for you with a strange tone..." Don't you understand by now, gentlemen? No, it seems that in order to understand all the subtle twists and turns of this pleasure, you still have to go downhill. A lot of hard work has greatly improved self-cultivation and greatly improved understanding! Are you laughing? I am very happy, you. Everyone, my joke is of course very vulgar. Believe in yourself. But, you know, it's because I don't respect myself. Can a man who knows everything respect himself more or less?