Thus would I have man and woman: fit for war, the one; fit for maternity, the other; both, however, fit for dancing with head and legs. And lost be the day to us in which a measure hath not been danced. And false be every truth which hath not had laughter along with it!
- Excerpt From: On Old and New Tablets 23 / Thus Spoke Zarathustra, by Friedrich Nietzsche
The energy of the public sphere, the energy that creates social myths and dogmas is gradually disappearing. The social arena turns obese and monstrous. It grows like a mammal and glandular corpse. Once it was illustrated by its heroes but today it refers to its handicapped, its weirdos, its degenerates, its asocial persons – and all of this in a gigantic effort of therapeutic maternity.
- On Liberal Democracy, Taken From: Fatal Strategies, by Jean Baudrillard
