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Existentialism
Søren Kierkegaard (1813 - 1855)
The crowd is untruth
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So
to be sick unto death is, not to be able to die--yet not as
though there were hope of life (the sickness unto death) |
On
the Dedication to "That Single Individual"
Translated by Charles K. Bellinger
My dear, accept this dedication;
it is given over, as it were, blindfolded, but therefore undisturbed
by any consideration, in sincerity. Who you are, I know not;
where you are, I know not; what your name is, I know not.
Yet you are my hope, my joy, my pride, and my unknown honor.
It comforts me, that the right
occasion is now there for you; which I have honestly intended
during my labor and in my labor. For if it were possible that
reading what I write became worldly custom, or even to give
oneself out as having read it, in the hope of thereby winning
something in the world, that then would not be the right occasion,
since, on the contrary, misunderstanding would have triumphed,
and it would have also deceived me, if I had not striven to
prevent such a thing from happening.
This, in part, is a possible change
in me, something I even wish for, basically a mood of soul
and mind, which does not produce change by being more than
change and therefore produces nothing less than change; it
is rather an admission, in part a thoroughly and well thought-out
view of "life," of "the truth," and of "the way." There is
a view of life which holds that where the crowd is, the truth
is also, that it is a need in truth itself, that it must have
the crowd on its side. There is another view of life; which
holds that wherever the crowd is, there is untruth, so that,
for a moment to carry the matter out to its farthest conclusion,
even if every individual possessed the truth in private, yet
if they came together into a crowd (so that "the crowd" received
any decisive, voting, noisy, audible importance), untruth
would at once be let in.
For "the crowd" is untruth. Eternally,
godly, christianly what Paul says is valid: "only one receives
the prize," [I Cor. 9:24] not by way of comparison, for in
the comparison "the others" are still present. That is to
say, everyone can be that one, with God's help - but only
one receives the prize; again, that is to say, everyone should
cautiously have dealings with "the others," and essentially
only talk with God and with himself - for only one receives
the prize; again, that is to say, the human being is in kinship
with, or to be a human is to be in kinship with the divinity.
The worldly, temporal, busy, socially-friendly person says
this: "How unreasonable, that only one should receive the
prize, it is far more probable that several combined receive
the prize; and if we become many, then it becomes more certain
and also easier for each individually." Certainly, it is far
more probable; and it is also true in relation to all
earthly and sensuous prizes; and it becomes the only truth,
if it is allowed to rule, for this point of view abolishes
both God and the eternal and "the human being's" kinship with
the divinity; it abolishes it or changes it into a fable,
and sets the modern (as a matter of fact, the old heathen)
in its place, so that to be a human being is like being a
specimen which belongs to a race gifted with reason, so that
the race, the species, is higher than the individual, or so
that there are only specimens, not individuals. But the eternal,
which vaults high over the temporal, quiet as the night sky,
and God in heaven, who from this exalted state of bliss, without
becoming the least bit dizzy, looks out over these innumerable
millions and knows each single individual; he, the great examiner,
he says: only one receives the prize; that is to say, everyone
can receive it, and everyone ought to become this by oneself,
but only one receives the prize. Where the crowd is, therefore,
or where a decisive importance is attached to the fact that
there is a crowd, there no one is working, living,
and striving for the highest end, but only for this or that
earthly end; since the eternal, the decisive, can only be
worked for where there is one; and to become this by oneself,
which all can do, is to will to allow God to help you - "the
crowd" is untruth.
A crowd - not this or that, one
now living or long dead, a crowd of the lowly or of nobles,
of rich or poor, etc., but in its very concept - is untruth,
since a crowd either renders the single individual wholly
unrepentant and irresponsible, or weakens his responsibility
by making it a fraction of his decision. Observe, there was
not a single soldier who dared lay a hand on Caius Marius;
this was the truth. But given three or four women with the
consciousness or idea of being a crowd, with a certain hope
in the possibility that no one could definitely say who it
was or who started it: then they had the courage for it; what
untruth! The untruth is first that it is "the crowd," which
does either what only the single individual in the
crowd does, or in every case what each single individual
does. For a crowd is an abstraction, which does not have hands;
each single individual, on the other hand, normally has two
hands, and when he, as a single individual, lays his two hands
on Caius Marius, then it is the two hands of this single individual,
not after all his neighbor's, even less - the crowd's, which
has no hands. In the next place, the untruth is that the crowd
had "the courage" for it, since never at any time was even
the most cowardly of all single individuals so cowardly, as
the crowd always is. For every single individual who escapes
into the crowd, and thus flees in cowardice from being a single
individual (who either had the courage to lay his hand on
Caius Marius, or the courage to admit that he did not have
it), contributes his share of cowardice to "the cowardice,"
which is: the crowd. Take the highest, think of Christ - and
the whole human race, all human beings, which were ever born
and ever will be born; the situation is the single individual,
as an individual, in solitary surroundings alone with him;
as a single individual he walks up to him and spits on him:
the human being has never been born and never will be, who
would have the courage or the impudence for it; this is the
truth. But since they remain in a crowd, they have the courage
for it - what frightening untruth.
The crowd is untruth. There is
therefore no one who has more contempt for what it is to be
a human being than those who make it their profession to lead
the crowd. Let someone, some individual human being, certainly,
approach such a person, what does he care about him; that
is much too small a thing; he proudly sends him away; there
must be at least a hundred. And if there are thousands, then
he bends before the crowd, he bows and scrapes; what untruth!
No, when there is an individual human being, then one should
express the truth by respecting what it is to be a human being;
and if perhaps, as one cruelly says, it was a poor, needy
human being, then especially should one invite him into the
best room, and if one has several voices, he should use the
kindest and friendliest; that is the truth. When on the other
hand it was an assembly of thousands or more, and "the truth"
became the object of balloting, then especially one should
godfearingly - if one prefers not to repeat in silence the
Our Father: deliver us from evil - one should godfearingly
express, that a crowd, as the court of last resort, ethically
and religiously, is the untruth, whereas it is eternally true,
that everyone can be the one. This is the truth.
The crowd is untruth. Therefore
was Christ crucified, because he, even though he addressed
himself to all, would not have to do with the crowd, because
he would not in any way let a crowd help him, because he in
this respect absolutely pushed away, would not found a party,
or allow balloting, but would be what he was, the truth, which
relates itself to the single individual. And therefore everyone
who in truth will serve the truth, is eo ipso in some
way or other a martyr; if it were possible that a human being
in his mother's womb could make a decision to will to serve
"the truth" in truth, so he also is eo ipso a martyr,
however his martyrdom comes about, even while in his mother's
womb. For to win a crowd is not so great a trick; one only
needs some talent, a certain dose of untruth and a little
acquaintance with the human passions. But no witness for the
truth - alas, and every human being, you and I, should be
one - dares have dealings with a crowd. The witness for the
truth - who naturally will have nothing to do with politics,
and to the utmost of his ability is careful not to be confused
with a politician - the godfearing work of the witness to
the truth is to have dealings with all, if possible, but always
individually, to talk with each privately, on the streets
and lanes - to split up the crowd, or to talk to it, not to
form a crowd, but so that one or another individual might
go home from the assembly and become a single individual.
"A crowd," on the other hand, when it is treated as the court
of last resort in relation to "the truth," its judgment as
the judgment, is detested by the witness to the truth,
more than a virtuous young woman detests the dance hall. And
they who address the "crowd" as the court of last resort,
he considers to be instruments of untruth. For to repeat:
that which in politics and similar domains has its validity,
sometimes wholly, sometimes in part, becomes untruth, when
it is transferred to the intellectual, spiritual, and religious
domains. And at the risk of a possibly exaggerated caution,
I add just this: by "truth" I always understand "eternal truth."
But politics and the like has nothing to do with "eternal
truth." A politics, which in the real sense of "eternal truth"
made a serious effort to bring "eternal truth" into real life,
would in the same second show itself to be in the highest
degree the most "impolitic" thing imaginable.
The crowd is untruth. And I could
weep, in every case I can learn to long for the eternal, whenever
I think about our age's misery, even compared with the ancient
world's greatest misery, in that the daily press and anonymity
make our age even more insane with help from "the public,"
which is really an abstraction, which makes a claim to be
the court of last resort in relation to "the truth"; for assemblies
which make this claim surely do not take place. That an anonymous
person, with help from the press, day in and day out can speak
however he pleases (even with respect to the intellectual,
the ethical, the religious), things which he perhaps did not
in the least have the courage to say personally in a particular
situation; every time he opens up his gullet - one cannot
call it a mouth - he can all at once address himself
to thousands upon thousands; he can get ten thousand times
ten thousand to repeat after him - and no one has to answer
for it; in ancient times the relatively unrepentant crowd
was the almighty, but now there is the absolutely unrepentant
thing: No One, an anonymous person: the Author, an anonymous
person: the Public, sometimes even anonymous subscribers,
therefore: No One. No One! God in heaven, such states even
call themselves Christian states. One cannot say that, again
with the help of the press, "the truth" can overcome the lie
and the error. O, you who say this, ask yourself: Do you dare
to claim that human beings, in a crowd, are just as quick
to reach for truth, which is not always palatable, as for
untruth, which is always deliciously prepared, when in addition
this must be combined with an admission that one has let oneself
be deceived! Or do you dare to claim that "the truth" is just
as quick to let itself be understood as is untruth, which
requires no previous knowledge, no schooling, no discipline,
no abstinence, no self-denial, no honest self-concern, no
patient labor! No, "the truth," which detests this untruth,
the only goal of which is to desire its increase, is not so
quick on its feet. Firstly, it cannot work through the fantastical,
which is the untruth; its communicator is only a single individual.
And its communication relates itself once again to the single
individual; for in this view of life the single individual
is precisely the truth. The truth can neither be communicated
nor be received without being as it were before the eyes of
God, nor without God's help, nor without God being involved
as the middle term, since he is the truth. It can therefore
only be communicated by and received by "the single individual,"
which, for that matter, every single human being who lives
could be: this is the determination of the truth in contrast
to the abstract, the fantastical, impersonal, "the crowd"
- "the public," which excludes God as the middle term (for
the personal God cannot be the middle term in an impersonal
relation), and also thereby the truth, for God is the truth
and its middle term.
And to honor every individual human
being, unconditionally every human being, that is the truth
and fear of God and love of "the neighbor"; but ethico-religiously
viewed, to recognize "the crowd" as the court of last resort
in relation to "the truth," that is to deny God and cannot
possibly be to love "the neighbor." And "the neighbor" is
the absolutely true expression for human equality; if everyone
in truth loved the neighbor as himself, then would perfect
human equality be unconditionally attained; every one who
in truth loves the neighbor, expresses unconditional human
equality; every one who is really aware (even if he admits,
like I, that his effort is weak and imperfect) that the task
is to love the neighbor, he is also aware of what human equality
is. But never have I read in the Holy Scriptures this command:
You shall love the crowd; even less: You shall, ethico-religiously,
recognize in the crowd the court of last resort in relation
to "the truth." It is clear that to love the neighbor is self-denial,
that to love the crowd or to act as if one loved it, to make
it the court of last resort for "the truth," that is the way
to truly gain power, the way to all sorts of temporal and
worldly advantage - yet it is untruth; for the crowd is untruth.
But he who acknowledges this view,
which is seldom presented (for it often happens, that a man
believes that the crowd is in untruth, but when it, the crowd,
merely accepts his opinion en masse, then everything
is all right), he admits to himself that he is the weak and
powerless one; how would a single individual be able to stand
against the many, who have the power! And he could not then
want to get the crowd on his side to carry through the view
that the crowd, ethico-religiously, as the court of last resort,
is untruth; that would be to mock himself. But although this
view was from the first an admission of weakness and powerlessness,
and since it seems therefore so uninviting, and is therefore
heard so seldom: yet it has the good feature, that it is fair,
that it offends no one, not a single one, that it does not
distinguish between persons, not a single one. A crowd is
indeed made up of single individuals; it must therefore be
in everyone's power to become what he is, a single individual;
no one is prevented from being a single individual, no one,
unless he prevents himself by becoming many. To become a crowd,
to gather a crowd around oneself, is on the contrary to distinguish
life from life; even the most well-meaning one who talks about
that, can easily offend a single individual. But it is the
crowd which has power, influence, reputation, and domination
- this is the distinction of life from life, which tyrannically
overlooks the single individual as the weak and powerless
one, in a temporal-worldly way overlooks the eternal truth:
the single individual.
Note The reader will recall,
that this (the beginning of which is marked by the atmosphere
of its moment, when I voluntarily exposed myself to the brutality
of literary vulgarity) was originally written in 1846, although
later revised and considerably enlarged. Existence, almighty
as it is, has since that time shed light on the proposition
that the crowd, seen ethico-religiously as the court of last
resort, is untruth. Truly, I am well served by this; I am
even helped by it to better understand myself, since I will
now be understood in a completely different way than I was
at the time, when my weak, lonely voice was heard as a ridiculous
exaggeration, whereas it can now scarcely be heard at all
on account of existence's loud voice, which says the same
thing.
Ce
qu'on fait n'est jamais compris mais seulement loué ou blâmé.
Nietzsche, Gay Science |
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