Thursday August 17th 2017Tim
has been a loadstone for crackpot ideas. Like the bible
a person can pluck anything that matches a preconception
from him without having to bother with the rest of it,
and in the same way that the bible was written by
people, Nietzsche was a person, he died somewhere around
1900. Nietzsche's poem "Thus Spoke Zarathustra" and the
"Gospel of Saint John" were issued to front line German
soldiers to give them comfort in the First World War.
But by the Second World War it was the "The Will to
Power" which was the work of Nietzsche's sister, culled
from her brother's random notes she'd found lying around
long after her brother died, of a syphilis which had
entered his mind, turned him either sad or insane
depending upon perspective. And like so many, Elisabeth
Nietzsche found exactly what she wanted to in her
brothers words, and she made them "look at me, I'm
famous" profitable for herself and her anti-Semitic
pals. When Elisabeth died in 1935, Hitler, who himself
had ambitions to be thought of as God, brilliant he
thought himself and wonderful in every way,
attended her funeral.
more juvenile minds have always pounced upon the periphery
of Nietzsche's understanding of "God is Dead, long live
Superman." "That which does not break me, makes me stronger"
the sort of crap-ass tough guy with a U Tube channel and the
mind of shellfish. Nietzsche's point however was more in
line with the question, "what happened to God, what's next?"
His answer if he had one was to explore what it would be
like with man as god. On the positive side he reckoned it
would do away with divisive religions, nations,
anti-Semitism and produce a sort of equality and freedom in
which idea and reason would flourish rather than be chained
by the pillars of past. On the negative side he looked at
himself as a person, he saw the powerful Pontius Pilate's
description of Jesus who'd been whipped, crowned with
thorns, "Ecce Homo," behold the man, and the philosopher
shuddered at the prospect of anything like a man being god.
Yes indeed I will always argue that Nietzsche, the son of
a Lutheran Pastor, died of a broken heart.