Philosophitis E-Book

Dieter Frei

• Herausgeber: novum publishing
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 104

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025

Beschreibung

Through the power of their minds, philosophers explore the foundations of peaceful coexistence and drive humanity forward—at least, that is how the author sees it. Upon closer inspection, however, these respected figures remain entrenched in patriarchal structures, conceited, and even misanthropic. Their philosophy swells, ignites, and begins to hurt. We call this disease philosophitis. The thinkers of the future, however, will expose male power politics and ultimately demand the worldwide collection of all weapons. Only these true philosophers will advance humanity thanks to their open eyes and clear language. *Generic feminine

Leseprobe

Table of Contents

Philosophitis or the emperor’s new clothes

Foreword

Lesson 1

Addendum 1

Addendum 2

Addendum 3

Addendum 4

Addendum 5

Addendum 6

Addendum 7

Addendum 8

Addendum 9

Addendum 10

Addendum 11

Addendum 12

Addendum 13

Addendum 14

Addendum 15

Addendum 16

Addendum 17

Epilogue 1

Epilogue 2

Epilogue 3

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Philosophitis or the emperor’s new clothes

by Dieter Frei

Foreword

If philosofy philosophy is exaggerated, it swells and begins to hurt. The planned twenty-one lessons against this and other afflictions of mankind had room in one. In this treatise, too, the gentleman in the brown yellow jacket has his say.

Lesson 1

The emperor's new clothes

Bookcases reach up to the ceiling on all the walls. I am standing in the library of the beautiful hotel. The pine wood of the shelves gives off a fine fragrance. It mingles with the scent of the old, leather-bound books. You could make a perfume out of it. I shudder at the thought that the books might smell of their authors' skin. I immediately start to search, but there was no order, nice. I break off my search for Süsskind, whom I have already read twice, and look out of the window. It's dark and cloudy outside. I have plenty of time, so I close my eyes and let chance guide my hand. Following the same principle, I open the book: page ninety-one! What a coincidence, we have room nineteen. I'll always be able to find this place again if I need to, I think, and start reading:

"What does it mean to orient oneself in thinking? No matter how high we may set our concepts and how much we may abstract them from sensuality, they are still attached to figurative ideas whose actual purpose is to make them, which are not derived from experience, suitable for use in experience. For how would we want to give sense and meaning to our concepts if they were not based on some kind of conception (which ultimately must always be an example from some possible experience)? If we subsequently omit from this concrete act of understanding the admixture of the image, first of accidental perception through the senses, then even of pure sensory perception in general: what remains is that pure concept of understanding whose scope is now expanded and contains a rule of thinking in general."

So beautiful ... pure concept of understanding ... rule of thought ... ingenious. But when philosophy crosses a boundary, it swells, becomes inflamed and begins to hurt. We call this disease philosophitis. Inflamed gums are called gingivitis. So I had got hold of a philosopher's book. Only now do I look at the cover and marvel. I had never read anything about Kant, but I had read about him at school. Since a lot of time has passed since then, my curiosity got the better of me and I read on, believing that things would get better:

"... In this way even general logic has come into being; and many a heuristic method of thinking is perhaps still hidden in the empirical use of our understanding and reason, which, if we could carefully extract it from that experience, might well enrich philosophy with many a useful maxim, even in abstract thought."

Kant also thinks of ordinary people, mentions Max, the farmer with all his heuristic problems.

Foot-nakedTotally naked!

Who's calling? Who was that?

A child.

Oh, right, children. Now they're laughing. But let's read on:

"... Of this kind is the principle to which the blessed Mendelssohn, as far as I know, only expressly confessed in his last writings: namely, the maxim of the necessity of orienting himself in the speculative use of reason (to which he otherwise trusted very much, even to the point of evidence of demonstration, in regard to the knowledge of supersensible objects) by a certain means of guidance, which he sometimes called common sense, sometimes common sense, sometimes common sense, sometimes simple common sense. Who should have thought that this confession would not only become so pernicious to his favorable opinion of the power of the speculative use of reason in matters of theology (which was indeed unavoidable); but that even the common sound bla, in the ambiguity in which he left the blabla of this faculty in counter-blabla with the blablabla, would be in danger of bloating into the blabla of blabala and the utter deblablaization of delusion?"

Something is wrong! Saboteurs! Worse still: ignoramuses!

Foot-nakedTotally naked!

Kids!

No - that was me and possibly another reader.

Immanuel Kant, a great philosopher, could have formulated the above text in a nutshell: The greater the collection of suitable concepts, the greater our reason, for example. It is not surprising that he also ridicules his professional colleague Mendelssohn. Contempt for Jews was part of the general amusement of well-heeled non-Jews at that time. I had an open mind about Kant, but now I'm at a loss.

Views can be wrong. This leads to wrong thinking and wrong concepts, such as sunset or the superiority of men. I goggle google, skim Kant's racial theory, which no longer amazes me. As I put the book back down, the hotel owner, who happens to be standing there, smiles. With a nod of my head, I confirm his judgment: Wonderful, indeed!

The hotel owner moves on. I pick up the book right next door and want to know exactly what's going on:

"The Negro has a strong instinctual life. And because he actually has the sun, light and warmth, on the surface of his body in his skin, his entire metabolism proceeds as if the sun itself were cooking inside him. That is where its instinctive life comes from. ... And so it is really quite interesting: on the one hand you have the black race, which is the most earthly. If it goes west, it dies out. You have the yellow race, which is in the middle between the earth and the universe. If it goes to the east, it becomes brown, becomes too much part of the universe and dies out. The white race is the future race, the race that creates in the spirit." Rudolf Steiner

Steiner! Even more perplexed, I look out of the window. Most of the so-called Enlightenment thinkers are obfuscators, it occurs to me spontaneously. Steiner's statement puts many things in the shade. I now reach here and then there, open here and then there. Here is my little compilation from the library of the beautiful Arvenhotelswisspine hotel:

"The woman is an inferior being who was not created by God in his image. It is the natural order that women serve men."

Augustine (354-430), canonized

"Woman is a mistake of nature ... physically and mentally inferior with her excess of moisture and her lack of temperature ... a kind of mutilated, misguided, unsuccessful man."

Thomas Aquinas (1224-1274), canonized

"If you see a woman, think it's the devil! She's a kind of hell!"

Pope Pius II (1405-1464), pioneer of the Inquisition

"You should not let the sorceresses live ... It is a just law that they are killed, they cause a lot of damage."

Martin Luther (1483-1546), pioneer of the Inquisition

"... But the eloquence of women is not to be praised. Rather, it would be more appropriate for them to stammer and babble; that would suit them better."

Immanuel Kant (1724-1804) again, highly revered

"You should obey someone, and for a long time: otherwise you will perish and lose the last respect for yourself."

Friedrich Nietzsche (1844-1900), who should have known betterbetter.

"Don't forget the whip when you go to the woman!" says the same Nietzsche.

"Woman is a human being who dresses, chats and undresses again", Voltaire. Schopenhauer speaks of women as subordinate beings and their chatter. Johann Gottlieb Fichte calls them ludicrous, short-sighted middling between child and man.

"Judaism as such, however, has long since died out, has no justification within the modern life of nations, and the fact that it has nevertheless survived is a mistake of world history ..."

Rudolf Steiner (1861-1925)

The subsequently repentant Steiner thus becomes a forerunner of terrible things. Philosophical thinking is measured by philanthropy. This is not divisible, either to all, or you are rid of the predicate.

Such statements must be accepted in the context of the overall work

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No one holds such slips against these greats.

Subsequent attempts to excuse the nonsense of these preachers of hate by citing their complete works or slips of the tongue seem pathetic to me. The philosophical shelves of our libraries are full of insulting books by menbooks written by men. That they are still revered today is incomprehensible.

In their simplicity, children manage to call nonsense by its right name. In Andersen's The Emperor's New Clothes, it was also the children who uncovered the deception. The adults did not want to be scolded for being stupid. Children don't think far ahead and are therefore close to the truth. As a repeatedly proven child's head, I will pick up my pen right after the hike.

The Feztal valley is magnificent, the view from Piz Chuer breathtaking. It comes as no surprise that the rare celestial heraldcelestial herald blooms up there. The wind as part of a whole makes the flower headflower’s head nod. It seems as if they both approve of my endeavor. I take off my hiking boots and set off straight away:

The top of the patriarchy are kings and generals. They all ordered mass murders and unleashed wars in order to expand their empires. Royal houses are still honored today, even though they knew about the crimes in their colonies and enriched themselves for centuries. King Leopold, to name just one example, knew about the mutilations in his private colony of Congo. The rubber stolen from made him the richest man in Europe. It is the same with dignitaries. Thomas Aquinas remains canonized despite his remarks about women. Luther, who called for the burning of witches, is celebrated worldwide for an entire year. Today, there is still a lack of correction about these supposed philosophers. Rutger Bregman aptly calls their writings poisoning of the psyche in his book Im Grunde Gut.

The first women's rights activists such as Abbess Brigitta, Hildegard von Bingen, Chiara of Assisi and Joan of Arc were pioneers. Olympe de Gouges (1748-1793) and Luise Otto-Peters (1816-1895) were still lone fighters. Thanks to all these women, the women's movement is on the move. After many eras of humanity, women such as Simone de Beauvoir, Paulette Nardal, Jeanne Barvet, Christine de Pizan, Louise Michel, Gisèle Halimi and others demanded natural equality despite hostility and threats. In view of the world's population, however, they are just a small group.

Time and again, women are calling for wars to be stopped and for all weapons to be collected. In progressive regions, the equality that has been fought for can no longer be argued away.

Patriarchy is the Greek word for the rule of fathers. For thousands of years, patriarchy has meant wars, atrocities, massacres, genocides, mutilations, shootings, the rape of a child in front of its mother.

Philosophy, as a well-behaved child of patriarchy, claims that the terrible is an evil that is inherent in every human being, including women and children. The fact is, however, that it is always men who carry out terrible things, for example chopping off children's hands because their parents have not delivered enough rubber, or tearing newborn babies from their mothers' hands and throwing them against the barrack wall of a concentration camp, or forcing a son to beat his own mother to death with a stick. With pistols in their hands, they watch and laugh. Men again look through a peephole into the gas chamber, smiling. In the evening, they are loving family men.

We often hear that women also do terrible things. With a share of less than 0.001 percent, they are merely the confirming exception and cannot be used to justify patriarchy.

On the contrary, the women nurse and comfort, heal the wounds of war again and again.

For a hundred years, women have been coming out into the open and writing their own history. Women philosophers are still divided into two groups. The first remains stuck in patriarchal patterns. The second, however, demands immediate emancipation. Thanks to them, women have guaranteed equality worldwide. There is no reason to smile at feminists.