We hide behind comforting metaphysical abstractions. And here, once again, Nietzsche re-enters our frame and we still don't really know whether he was as moved by Dostoevsky's rather simplistic idea of redemption and pity in Crime and Punishment, as he was by the toll Dostoevsky put on Raskolnikov's mind and body for committing a forbidden act, murdering a girl pawn broker and her sister.
Nietzsche's point, insullied by the moronic thought processes that belong to so many of his interpreters, including his own sister as she rose through the ranks of the White Nationalist Intelligentsia was a simple one: "The Ubermensch, the over-man, the beyond human" didn't hide behind comforting metaphysical abstractions, like forgiveness.
If you want you can say Nietzsche's flaw was to offer observations, not answers. And here, once again, we continue to pursue the Back Row's Philosophy of Answerlessness.
Without answers "we are on a rope over an Abyss and no one is holding a safety line."
So true.
Some will say Nietzsche died of Syphillis others will say he died from a broken Heart. If you want you can call it a surfeit of Freedom, you can say the Headmaster's syllabus, those learning objectives, are cast aside, the slaves revolted, they want something new.
Nietzsche's answer, or as close to a comfort as his miserable soul would allow him, was Eternal Recurrence. Or we could just be nice to each other.
