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With the self-indulgent, sluggish calm of a bully, he embarks on his own pompous, arrogant ramblings! He doesn't doubt, he hesitates for long, because he doesn't need to! The tyrannical public consciousness is already embodied in a consciously jealous hatred of one another! Let the Moral, the Man, be hanged in the midst of wild chatter - and he who would protest with his eccentricity, like a hermit retired to an ivory tower; the huts of his hut would be set on fire by the raging wrath! 

All his backbone, I fear, is long lost! The caterwauling, loud-voiced bastards, the stony-rich, influential oligarchs, have no wooden shoe nowadays for a given word, or for the pure honour of the Spirit: they erect greedy barriers of selfish hen-coops round their luxurious estates, and he who owns the land has every legal ground to possess it! The fate of all is raged and raged over by atomic-bomb impulses, by hot-headed warriors to be tamed; testosterone Titans have replaced their massive muscles with gigantic biceps and concrete muscles, while in brains the manners of universal culture are deliberately forgotten! 

And pretend-men can be at their most cheerful when they are only chirpingly chirping at the basic questions of show quizzes! Behind the girlish fake-eye-glasses of the screaming mask-people, the pumped-up, botoxed beauty queens, the interrogable competence of human fate-stories is missing! Among the barrel-assed hamster scumbags and painted gigolos, so few of the snake-tongued ladies who wanted to see the golden treasures of their wasted reality could be left!