Quote:Thus slowly wandering through many peoples and divers cities, did Zarathustra return by round-about roads to his mountains and his cave. And behold, thereby came he unawares also to the gate of the GREAT CITY. Here, however, a foaming fool, with extended hands, sprang forward to him and stood in his way. It was the same fool whom the people called “the ape of Zarathustra:” for he had learned from him something of the expression and modulation of language, and perhaps liked also to borrow from the store of his wisdom. And the fool talked thus to Zarathustra:
First the setting and circumstance are introduced.
Quote:O Zarathustra, here is the great city: here hast thou nothing to seek and everything to lose.
Why wouldst thou wade through this mire?
The city is compare to a mire(swamp). What are swamps but places of lowly filth wherein the opportunity for positive interaction exists not. Mire also brings up the idea of mud. Pigs roll in mud. It’s lowly. If you walk into a swarm you’ll be covered in mud. The symbolism is pretty apparent, but let’s see if it continues with this and explains why it’s a mire.
Quote:Have pity upon thy foot! Spit rather on the gate of the city, and—turn back!
Here is the hell for anchorites’ thoughts: here are great thoughts seethed alive and boiled small.
The ape recognized Zarathustra as a anchorite and warns him that he will be “seethed alive and boiled small.” Our course this isn’t literal but rather colorful language to describe how he will only be angered and then reduced in character.
Quote:Here do all great sentiments decay: here may only rattle-boned sensations rattle!
Smellest thou not already the shambles and cookshops of the spirit? Steameth not this city with the fumes of slaughtered spirit?
Now the ape describes how this city isn’t for the sensitive but only the insensitive and crass. The warning for anchorites now makes sense. The spirit is related to one’s sensitivity and will to go on. This city demoralizes men.
Quote:Seest thou not the souls hanging like limp dirty rags?—And they make newspapers also out of these rags!
This is supremely clever. This is a critique on normie sadism and schadenfreude. How peoples misfortune becomes vital information to others. This also gives more information on he meant by rattle-bones sentiments.
Quote:Hearest thou not how spirit hath here become a verbal game? Loathsome verbal swill doth it vomit forth!—And they make newspapers also out of this verbal swill.
This goes along with the part before this one. The verbal game describes how no one takes this information to heart with empathy and instead it becomes gossip and impersonal information.
Quote:They hound one another, and know not whither! They inflame one another, and know not why! They tinkle with their pinchbeck, they jingle with their gold.
He now describes how they have no sense of community and can only have negative effects on each other. Also their need to impress and superficial nature.
Quote:They are cold, and seek warmth from distilled waters: they are inflamed, and seek coolness from frozen spirits; they are all sick and sore through public opinion.
They seek to escape their own misery from looking at the misfortune of others. The “public opinion” goes with the verbal game and news.
Quote:All lusts and vices are here at home; but here there are also the virtuous; there is much appointable appointed virtue:—
Much appointable virtue with scribe-fingers, and hardy sitting-flesh and waiting-flesh, blessed with small breast-stars, and padded, haunchless daughters.
There is here also much piety, and much faithful spittle-licking and spittle-backing, before the God of Hosts.
“From on high,” drippeth the star, and the gracious spittle; for the high, longeth every starless bosom.
The moon hath its court, and the court hath its moon-calves: unto all, however, that cometh from the court do the mendicant people pray, and all appointable mendicant virtues.
Now the ape is no longer talking about the gossip and lack of community, but rather how there actually is some. But it’s the self serving kind of charity. Stars, what could stars symbolize? Like Hollywood stars. It’s a sign of public Recognition. Virtue signaling.
Quote:“I serve, thou servest, we serve”—so prayeth all appointable virtue to the prince: that the merited star may at last stick on the slender breast!
But the moon still revolveth around all that is earthly: so revolveth also the prince around what is earthliest of all—that, however, is the gold of the shopman.
The God of the Hosts of war is not the God of the golden bar; the prince proposeth, but the shopman—disposeth!”
Money. First virtue(stardom, attention) is given through public recognition.
But it’s obtained through charity and money. This part probably needs deeper analysis.
Quote:By all that is luminous and strong and good in thee, O Zarathustra! Spit on this city of shopmen and return back!
Here floweth all blood putridly and tepidly and frothily through all veins: spit on the great city, which is the great slum where all the scum frotheth together!
Spit on the city of compressed souls and slender breasts, of pointed eyes and sticky fingers—
—On the city of the obtrusive, the brazen-faced, the pen-demagogues and tongue-demagogues, the overheated ambitious:—
Where everything maimed, ill-famed, lustful, untrustful, over-mellow, sickly-yellow and seditious, festereth pernicious:—
—Spit on the great city and turn back!—
By spit he means critique. To spit one’s vitriol. I don’t think I need to explain anymore in this because it’s just referencing things already stated.
Quote:Here, however, did Zarathustra interrupt the foaming fool, and shut his mouth.—
Stop this at once! called out Zarathustra, long have thy speech and thy species disgusted me!
Why didst thou live so long by the swamp, that thou thyself hadst to become a frog and a toad?
Zarathustra questions why if the city was so bad he sought not to escape. (Because obviously he has a reason to stay, but why? Coming up) Zarathustra then calls him a frog or toad. His existence is something that revolves around the loveliness that he critiques. He is defined by it.
Quote:Floweth there not a tainted, frothy, swamp-blood in thine own veins, when thou hast thus learned to croak and revile?
Why wentest thou not into the forest? Or why didst thou not till the ground? Is the sea not full of green islands?
I despise thy contempt; and when thou warnedst me—why didst thou not warn thyself?
Why didn’t he have the wisdom to do as Zarathustra and escape up into his mountain? Why had he stayed so close to his object of hatred when he could have been freed from it and the burden it imposed on him?
Quote:Out of love alone shall my contempt and my warning bird take wing; but not out of the swamp!—
They call thee mine ape, thou foaming fool: but I call thee my grunting-pig,—by thy grunting, thou spoilest even my praise of folly.
What was it that first made thee grunt? Because no one sufficiently FLATTERED thee:—therefore didst thou seat thyself beside this filth, that thou mightest have cause for much grunting,—
—That thou mightest have cause for much VENGEANCE! For vengeance, thou vain fool, is all thy foaming; I have divined thee well!
Zarathustra associates his actions with love. He’s not the same as the ape. He seeks higher heights. Zarathustra is no toad.
Quote:But thy fools’-word injureth ME, even when thou art right! And even if Zarathustra’s word WERE a hundred times justified, thou wouldst ever—DO wrong with my word!
Zarathustra further goes on about the right method to things.
Quote:Thus spake Zarathustra. Then did he look on the great city and sighed, and was long silent. At last he spake thus:
I loathe also this great city, and not only this fool. Here and there— there is nothing to better, nothing to worsen.
Quote:Woe to this great city!—And I would that I already saw the pillar of fire in which it will be consumed!
For such pillars of fire must precede the great noontide. But this hath its time and its own fate.—
This precept, however, give I unto thee, in parting, thou fool: Where one can no longer love, there should one—PASS BY!—
Thus spake Zarathustra, and passed by the fool and the great city.
And there is the moral: “where one can no longer love, there should one—PASS BY!”
Quote:I think my favorite one is “Zarathustra’s ape” which tells of a Zarathustra imitator who intentionally goes to cities to critique them in a Zarathustrian fashion. Zarathustra then explains to him why his actions are foolish and reveals a deep truth about human nature and action. This lesson would be good for all those who seek what offends them and then proceed to mindlessly critique and attack it. An example to this character being “knights”(PIGWAS term).
Now here’s what I said. Pretty close right. This lesson has always been important to me and helped me endlessly. To be defined by the object of your hatred is a lowly dishonor to yourself. One should seek their power through love.
If I was unclear on anything let me know.