"The New Idol" (Friedrich Nietzsche, 1884)
Somewhere there are still peoples and herds. But not with us, my brothers.
Here there are states.
A state?
What is that?
Well!
Open now your ears to me, for now I will say unto you my word concerning the death of peoples.
A state is the coldest of all cold monsters.
Coldly it lies also.
And this is the lie that creeps from its mouth:
"I, the state, am the people."
It is a lie!
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