It had been a while since I’d read anything by Nietzsche, but I revisited him this week and did not have the reaction I’d expected. I know I’ve read Twilight of the Idols before, but I couldn’t remember much about it, although I do remember enjoying On the Genealogy of Morality.
I thought I’d enjoy re-reading him. I didn’t. While he’s very good at pithy aphorisms, there’s a sense of superiority that never used to bother me but now really does. He is so very sexist; more than just “Well he lived in sexist times,” but in a way that reads as degrading. Read more
I read Nietzche’s Genealogy when I was about eighteen, sitting in a little hut selling tickets to a local festival. The sun was warm and the town was generally silent. A little river ran past the foot of the lawn where the hut sat. At lunchtimes I bought freshly made sandwiches from the local deli and ate them standing on the bridge, watching the river flow. It was a serene and tranquil environment; perfect for reading philosophy.
Here are some quotes from the book.
I’ve been going through my notebooks for the past couple of months. There are loads of them, going back to when I was twelve. In one of them, I found this, which I wrote when I was eighteen.
I read Nietzsche’s On The Genealogy of Morals whilst sitting in a little wooden hut selling tickets for a festival. These are some of the notes I scribbled down while I was reading.