July 31, 2003

ma in bonna

"Grausamkeit ist das Heilmittel des verletzten Stolzes." [Nietzsche. Nachlass Fragmente Herbst 1881, 12.217] "Cruelty is the cure for wounded pride." When I lived in Bonn, my apartment was in a building just around the corner from where the Burschenschaft Frankonia, to which Nietzsche belonged as a student, was located in former times. I remember it well because a picture of Nietzsche in his uniform slouching with his fellow students was displayed in the window. It was right next to the Frauenmuseum. He was a theology student then, and the rumor was that these same fellow students took him to a brothel in Cologne where he caught syphillis.

Posted by jim at July 31, 2003 10:51 PM | TrackBack
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I think this is more a reflection, a reminiscence, than an example of brooding. But then perhaps you were thinking back on what may seem to be happier times in Bonn.

Anyhow, my husband always complains I never read his blog, and that's not true. I'm not sure how to respond to him. Perhaps I should suggest that he be cruel to me? He is so kind.

I have my email all answered and sorted, and it has caused me to reflect. Suddenly, I eagerly await more email. Seemingly endless vistas of time and possibilities for interaction open up. It is the nagging, brooding tasks which so often shape our lives and fill the void.

Posted by: Vima Kiki on August 5, 2003 09:27 AM

It's those endless vistas that blogs were created to fill in. Sort of like parking lots paving over the very nature that folks want to drive to and visit. I think I was brooding when I wrote the entry which is, as you say, more reflective.

Posted by: jim on August 5, 2003 10:05 AM
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