intellectualwhores.com is privileged to have our first guest commentator on the Ladder Theory, Friedrich Nietzsche. His original German text and the translation by myself are included below.
Ed. Note: In my translation of Nietzsche's remarks into English I was trying to capture the spirit of the words, instead of a word for word translation from the German here. See Hofstadter's Le Ton Beau de Marot vs. the copious notes in Nabokov's volume of Eugene Onegin for further remarks on the art and science of translation.
Nietzsche's Original Text:
Wer zum Teufel ist Dallas Lynn? Mein Urin ist ihm zu gut. Falls ich ihn sehen würde, würde ich wenigere Zeit brauchen, ihn zu vernichten, als Jogurt von meinem Schnurrbart wegzuputzen. Er ist eine Ameise, eine Bakterie. Sein Leben ist umsonst. Er ist ein Sklave. Er kann mich mal.
Remarks on the Ladder
by F. Nietzsche (trans. Dallas Lynn)
This theory of Dallas Lynn's I will turn to for a moment. It is insightful, we Europeans know something of that, but any insight it holds may or may not be meritorious or resplendent. We shall turn to this question.
The theory assumes underneath it, echoes of my own theory of the slave morality, which men of the modern era have fallen victim to in a manner worse than my worst nightmares. No longer is the era of the Judeo-Christian god, but the era of the feminine God, when the feminine attributes are deified to the delight of the lowly man everywhere.
When the weak man could not distinguish himself, could not make himself a man among men, a pack leader among beasts, a star against the black background of the night, henceforth did he embrace the feminine ideals. It is fashionable these days to refer to the Divine as 'she', 'her', to wrap her in womanly terminology. Oh how fond we are of tautology us modern people!! Since this Jesus of Nazareth came with his pathological need to be loved, to be deferred to not for his merit, but merely by the Force of his Personality, demanding love unconditionally, such was the genesis of the feminization of the West. No longer was there a God who stood up and seized the power and respect he desired, but something else entirely. Something far worse and more Good.
Dallas has captured this perfectly; I designate him my intellectual heir. I am off to find my whip and hit the brothel now, then to shoot some anti-Semites.