Chapter 14 Chapter 01 "Good and Evil", "Good and Bad" (14)

Who wants to search up and down and see how ideals are made?Who has the guts? ...OK, let's get started!Here is a crack through which these shadowy workshops can often be glimpsed.Please wait a moment, my bold Mr. Bold, your eyes must first get used to the changing light... Well, tell me now, what happened there?Say what you've seen, you most dangerous curiosity--and now I'm listening-- —"I saw nothing, but I heard more. There from every corner came a deliberate, sly, slight whisper. I thought they were talking, and every sound honeyed softness, they say no doubt that weakness should be praised for merit—you are right, they are.”—

--What else? — "Incapacity without revenge shall be called 'goodness', base cowardice shall be called 'humility', submission to the object of hatred shall be called 'obedience' (according to their obedience to a person who bids them submit, They call this man God). The innocence of the weak, his characteristic cowardice, his attitude of leaning against the door, his helpless waiting, are all given a good name here. It is called "Patience", and it even means Virtue; incapacity to retaliate is called unwillingness to retaliate, and possibly even forgiveness ("Because they don't know what they've done, and only we know what they've done!"). They're still talking about 'love yourself Enemy'—and sweating as he talks."

—Go on! — "I am sure they are very miserable, all these whisperers and counterfeiters in corners, though they huddle together for warmth. Yet they tell me their misery is a sign of God's elect, as people like whipping one's dearest dog; perhaps this misery is a preparation, a test, a training; Happiness Compensation. They call this happiness "Bliss." — go on! — "Now they explain to me that although they must lick the spit of the strong and the masters (not out of fear, absolutely not! but because God commanded them to respect all their superiors), they are not only The strong, the masters are better, and they will be 'better', so that one day they will be better. But enough! Enough! The air is dirty! The air is dirty! I feel that these ideal workshops exude a Smells like a big lie."

—"No, wait a minute! You haven't told the trick of these black artists! They can turn any kind of black object into something white, milky, and pure. Haven't you noticed their magic tricks?" Have you not noticed their boldest, subtlest, cleverest, most deceitful artifice? Please pay attention! These parasites full of revenge and hatred, what have they produced out of revenge and hatred? What? Did you hear those words? If you only listened to their words, would you know that these people are pure haters?" —"I see, I pricked up my ears again (Yes! Yes! Yes! Hold your breath too). Now I hear what they have repeated over and over again: 'We are good people—we are the just. 'They call what they seek not vengeance, but 'the triumph of justice'; it is not their enemies they hate, no! They hate 'injustice', they hate 'disregard of God'; they believe and expect It is not vengeance, not the intoxication of sweet vengeance (which Homer once said was sweeter than honey), but 'the victory of God', the triumph of a just God over the unbelievers; They love not the hateful brethren, but what they call 'loving brethren,' which is what they call all good and righteous people on earth."

—What do they call that vision of a so-called future bliss, which gave them comfort in their wretched lives? —"What? Did I hear you right? They called it the 'Day of Judgment,' the day when their Kingdom, the 'Kingdom of God,' came—and until that day came, they lived for a while in 'Faith,' Love' and 'expectation'." --enough!enough!