I
Iamasickman....
Iamaspitefulman.
Iamanunattractiveman.
Ibelievemy
lever
liverisdiseased.However,Iknownothingatallaboutmydisease,anddonotknowforcertainwhatailsme.
Idon’tconsultadoctorforit,andneverhave,thoughIhavearespectformedicineanddoctors.
Besides,Iamextremely
bijgelovig
superstitious,sufficientlysotorespectmedicine,anyway(Iamwell-educatedenoughnottobebijgelovig
superstitious,butIamsuperstitious).No,Irefuseto
raadplegen
consultadoctorfromspite.Thatyouprobablywillnotunderstand.
Well,Iunderstandit,though.
Ofcourse,Ican’texplainwhoitis
precies
preciselythatIammortifyinginthiscasebymyspite:IamperfectlywellawarethatIcannot“payout”thedoctorsbynot
raadplegen
consultingthem;IknowbetterthananyonethatbyallthisIamonlyinjuringmyselfandnooneelse.
Butstill,ifIdon’tconsultadoctoritisfromspite.
My
lever
liverisbad,well—letitgetworse!Ihavebeengoingonlikethatforalongtime—twentyyears.
NowIamforty.
Iusedtobeinthegovernmentservice,butamnolonger.
Iwasaspitefulofficial.
Iwasrudeandtookpleasureinbeingso.
Ididnottakebribes,yousee,soIwasboundtofindarecompenseinthat,atleast.
(Apoorjest,butIwillnotscratchitout.
Iwroteitthinkingitwouldsoundvery
geestig
witty;butnowthatIhaveseenmyselfthatIonlywantedtoshowoffina
verachtelijke
despicableway,Iwillnotscratchitoutonpurpose!)WhenpetitionersusedtocomeforinformationtothetableatwhichIsat,Iusedtogrindmyteethatthem,andfelt
intens
intenseenjoymentwhenIsucceededinmakinganybodyunhappy.Ialmostdid
gelukt
succeed.Forthemostparttheywerealltimidpeople—ofcourse,theywerepetitioners.
ButoftheuppishonestherewasoneofficerinparticularIcouldnot
verdragen
endure.Hesimplywouldnotbe
nederig
humble,andclankedhisswordinadisgustingway.Icarriedonafeudwithhimforeighteenmonthsoverthatsword.
AtlastIgotthebetterofhim.
Heleftoffclankingit.
Thathappenedinmyyouth,though.
Butdoyouknow,gentlemen,whatwasthechiefpointaboutmyspite?
Why,thewholepoint,therealstingofitlayinthefactthat
voortdurend
continually,eveninthemomentoftheacutestmilt
spleen,IwasinwardlyconsciouswithshamethatIwasnotonlynotaspitefulbutnotevenanembitteredman,thatIwassimplyscaringsparrowsatrandomandamusingmyselfbyit.Imight
schuim
foamatthemouth,butbringmeadolltoplaywith,givemeacupofteawithsugarinit,andmaybeIshouldbeappeased.Imightevenbe
oprecht
genuinelytouched,thoughprobablyIshouldgrindmyteethatmyselfafterwardsandlieawakeatnightwithshameformonthsafter.Thatwasmyway.
IwaslyingwhenIsaidjustnowthatIwasaspitefulofficial.
Iwaslyingfromspite.
Iwassimplyamusingmyselfwiththepetitionersandwiththeofficer,andinrealityInevercouldbecomespiteful.
Iwas
bewust
consciouseverymomentinmyselfofmany,verymanyelementsabsolutelyoppositetothat.Ifeltthem
positief
positivelyswarminginme,theseoppositeelements.Iknewthattheyhadbeenswarminginmeallmylifeandcravingsomeoutletfromme,butIwouldnotletthem,wouldnotletthem,
opzettelijk
purposelywouldnotletthemcomeout.TheytormentedmetillIwasashamed:
theydrovemetoconvulsionsand—sickenedme,atlast,howtheysickenedme!
Now,arenotyoufancying,gentlemen,thatIamexpressing
berouw
remorseforsomethingnow,thatIamaskingyourvergiffenis
forgivenessforsomething?Iamsureyouarefancyingthat...
However,I
verzeker
assureyouIdonotcareifyouare....ItwasnotonlythatIcouldnotbecomespiteful,Ididnotknowhowtobecomeanything;
neitherspitefulnorkind,neithera
schurk
rascalnoranhonestman,neitheraheronoraninsect.Now,Iamlivingoutmylifeinmycorner,tauntingmyselfwiththespitefulanduseless
troost
consolationthatanintelligentmancannotbecomeanythingseriously,anditisonlythefoolwhobecomesanything.Yes,amaninthenineteenthcenturymustandmorallyoughttobepre-eminentlyacharacterlesscreature;
amanofcharacter,an
actieve
activemanispre-eminentlyabeperkt
limitedcreature.Thatismy
overtuiging
convictionoffortyyears.Iamfortyyearsoldnow,andyouknowfortyyearsisawholelifetime;
youknowitis
extreme
extremeoldage.Tolivelongerthanfortyyearsisbadmanners,is
vulgair
vulgar,immoral.Whodoeslivebeyondforty?
Answerthat,sincerelyandhonestlyIwilltellyouwhodo:
foolsandworthlessfellows.
Itellalloldmenthattotheirface,allthesevenerableoldmen,allthesesilver-hairedandreverendseniors!
Itellthewholeworldthattoitsface!
Ihavearighttosayso,forIshallgoonlivingtosixtymyself.
Toseventy!
Toeighty!
Stay,letmetakebreath...
Youimaginenodoubt,gentlemen,thatIwantto
amuseren
amuseyou.Youaremistakeninthat,too.
Iambynomeanssuchamirthfulpersonasyouimagine,orasyoumayimagine;
however,
geïrriteerd
irritatedbyallthisbabble(andIfeelthatyouaregeïrriteerd
irritated)youthinkfittoaskmewhoIam—thenmyansweris,Iamacollegiateassessor.IwasintheservicethatImighthavesomethingtoeat(andsolelyforthatreason),andwhenlastyeara
verre
distantrelationleftmesixthousandroublesinhiswillIimmediatelypensioen
retiredfromtheserviceandsettleddowninmycorner.Iusedtoliveinthiscornerbefore,butnowIhavesettleddowninit.
Myroomisa
ellendige
wretched,horridoneinthebuitenwijken
outskirtsofthetown.My
dienaar
servantisanoldcountry-woman,ill-naturedfromdomheid
stupidity,and,moreover,thereisalwaysanastysmellabouther.IamtoldthatthePetersburg
klimaat
climateisbadforme,andthatwithmysmallmeansitisveryexpensivetoliveinPetersburg.Iknowallthatbetterthanallthesesageandexperiencedcounsellorsandmonitors....
ButIamremaininginPetersburg;
IamnotgoingawayfromPetersburg!
Iamnotgoingawaybecause...
ech!
Why,itisabsolutelynomatterwhetherIamgoingawayornotgoingaway.
Butwhatcanadecentmanspeakofwithmostpleasure?
Answer:
Ofhimself.
II
Iwantnowtotellyou,gentlemen,whetheryoucaretohearitornot,whyIcouldnotevenbecomeaninsect.
Itellyou
plechtig
solemnly,thatIhavemanytimestriedtobecomeaninsect.ButIwasnot
gelijk
equaleventothat.Iswear,gentlemen,thattobetoo
bewust
consciousisanillness—arealthorough-goingziekte
illness.Forman’severydayneeds,itwouldhavebeenquiteenoughtohavetheordinaryhuman
bewustzijn
consciousness,thatis,halforaquarteroftheamountwhichfallstothelotofacultivatedmanofourunhappynineteenthcentury,especiallyonewhohasthefatale
fatalill-lucktoinhabitPetersburg,themosttheoretische
theoreticalandintentionaltownonthewholeterrestrialaardbol
globe.(Thereareintentionalandunintentionaltowns.)
Itwouldhavebeenquiteenough,forinstance,tohavethe
bewustzijn
consciousnessbywhichallso-calleddirectpersonsandmenofactionlive.IbetyouthinkIamwritingallthisfromaffectation,tobe
geestig
wittyattheexpenseofmenofaction;andwhatismore,thatfromill-bredaffectation,Iamclankingaswordlikemyofficer.
But,gentlemen,whoevercanpridehimselfonhisdiseasesandevenswaggeroverthem?
Though,afterall,everyonedoesdothat;
peopledopridethemselvesontheirdiseases,andIdo,maybe,morethananyone.
Wewillnot
betwisten
disputeit;mycontentionwas
absurd
absurd.ButyetIamfirmly
overtuigd
persuadedthatagreatdealofbewustzijn
consciousness,everysortofconsciousness,infact,isadisease.Isticktothat.
Letusleavethat,too,foraminute.
Tellmethis:
whydoesithappenthatatthevery,yes,attheverymomentswhenIammostcapableoffeelingeveryrefinementofallthatis“sublimeandbeautiful,”astheyusedtosayatonetime,itwould,asthoughofdesign,happentomenotonlytofeelbuttodosuchuglythings,suchthat...
Well,inshort,actionsthatall,perhaps,commit;
butwhich,asthough
opzettelijk
purposely,occurredtomeattheverytimewhenIwasmostbewust
consciousthattheyoughtnottobecommitted.Themore
bewust
consciousIwasofgoodnessandofallthatwas“sublimeandbeautiful,”themoredeeplyIsankintomymireandthemorereadyIwastozinken
sinkinitaltogether.Butthechiefpointwasthatallthiswas,asitwere,notaccidentalinme,butasthoughitwereboundtobeso.
Itwasasthoughitweremymostnormalcondition,andnotintheleastdiseaseordepravity,sothatatlastalldesireinmetostruggleagainstthisdepravitypassed.
Itendedbymyalmostbelieving(perhapsactuallybelieving)thatthiswasperhapsmynormalcondition.
Butatfirst,inthebeginning,whatagoniesI
doorstaan
enduredinthatstruggle!Ididnotbelieveitwasthesamewithotherpeople,andallmylifeIhidthisfactaboutmyselfasasecret.
Iwasashamed(evennow,perhaps,Iamashamed):
Igottothepointoffeelingasortofsecret
abnormale
abnormal,despicableenjoymentinreturninghometomycorneronsomedisgustingPetersburgnight,acutelybewust
consciousthatthatdayIhadcommittedaloathsomeactionagain,thatwhatwasdonecouldneverbeundone,andsecretly,inwardlygnawing,gnawingatmyselfforit,tearingandconsumeren
consumingmyselftillatlastthebitterheid
bitternessturnedintoasortofshamefulaccursedzoetheid
sweetness,andatlast—intopositiverealgenot
enjoyment!Yes,intoenjoyment,into
genot
enjoyment!Iinsistuponthat.
IhavespokenofthisbecauseIkeepwantingtoknowforafactwhetherotherpeoplefeelsuch
genot
enjoyment?Iwillexplain;
the
genot
enjoymentwasjustfromthetoointense
intenseconsciousnessofone’sowndegradation;itwasfromfeelingoneselfthatonehadreachedthelast
barrière
barrier,thatitwashorrible,butthatitcouldnotbeotherwise;thattherewasnoescapeforyou;
thatyounevercouldbecomeadifferentman;
thateveniftimeandfaithwerestillleftyoutochangeintosomethingdifferentyouwouldmostlikelynotwishtochange;
orifyoudidwishto,eventhenyouwoulddonothing;
becauseperhapsinrealitytherewasnothingforyoutochangeinto.
Andtheworstofitwas,andthe
wortel
rootofitall,thatitwasallinovereenstemming
accordwiththenormalfundamentallawsofover-acutebewustzijn
consciousness,andwiththeinertiathatwasthedirectresultofthoselaws,andthatconsequentlyonewasnotonlyunabletochangebutcoulddoabsolutelynothing.Thusitwouldfollow,astheresultofacute
bewustzijn
consciousness,thatoneisnottoblameinbeingaschurk
scoundrel;asthoughthatwereany
troost
consolationtothescoundreloncehehascometorealiseert
realisethatheactuallyisaschurk
scoundrel.Butenough....
Ech,Ihavetalkedalotofnonsense,butwhathaveIexplained?
Howisenjoymentinthistobeexplained?
ButIwillexplainit.
Iwillgettothebottomofit!
ThatiswhyIhavetakenupmypen....
I,forinstance,haveagreatdealofamourpropre.
Iamas
achterdochtig
suspiciousandpronetotakeoffenceasahumpbackoradwerg
dwarf.ButuponmywordIsometimeshavehadmomentswhenifIhadhappenedtobe
geslagen
slappedinthefaceIshould,perhaps,havebeenpositief
positivelygladofit.Isay,in
serieus
earnest,thatIshouldprobablyhavebeenabletoontdekken
discovereveninthataeigenaardige
peculiarsortofenjoyment—theenjoyment,ofcourse,ofwanhoop
despair;butindespairtherearethemost
intense
intenseenjoyments,especiallywhenoneisveryacutelybewust
consciousofthehopelessnessofone’sposition.Andwhenoneis
geslagen
slappedintheface—whythenthebewustzijn
consciousnessofbeingrubbedintoapulp
pulpwouldpositivelyoverwhelmone.Theworstofitis,lookatitwhichwayonewill,itstillturnsoutthatIwasalwaysthemosttoblameineverything.
Andwhatismost
vernederend
humiliatingofall,toblamefornofaultofmyownbut,sotosay,throughthelawsofnature.Inthefirstplace,toblamebecauseIamclevererthananyofthepeoplesurroundingme.
(Ihavealwaysconsideredmyselfclevererthananyofthepeoplesurroundingme,andsometimes,wouldyoubelieveit,havebeen
positief
positivelyashamedofit.Atanyrate,Ihaveallmylife,asitwere,turnedmyeyesawayandnevercouldlookpeoplestraightintheface.)
Toblame,finally,becauseevenifIhadhadmagnanimity,Ishouldonlyhavehadmoresufferingfromthesenseofitsuselessness.
Ishouldcertainlyhaveneverbeenabletodoanythingfrombeingmagnanimous—neithertoforgive,formyassailantwouldperhapshave
geslagen
slappedmefromthelawsofnature,andonecannotforgivethelawsofnature;nortoforget,forevenifitwereowingtothelawsofnature,itisinsultingallthesame.
Finally,evenifIhadwantedtobeanythingbutmagnanimous,haddesiredonthecontrarytorevengemyselfonmyassailant,IcouldnothaverevengedmyselfonanyoneforanythingbecauseIshouldcertainlyneverhavemadeupmymindtodoanything,evenifIhadbeenableto.
WhyshouldInothavemadeupmymind?
III
Withpeoplewhoknowhowtorevengethemselvesandtostandupforthemselvesingeneral,howisitdone?
Why,whentheyare
bezeten
possessed,letussuppose,bythefeelingofrevenge,thenforthetimethereisnothingelsebutthatfeelingleftintheirwholebeing.Suchagentlemansimplydashesstraightforhisobjectlikeaninfuriatedbullwithitshornsdown,andnothingbutawallwillstophim.
(Bytheway:
facingthewall,suchgentlemen—thatis,the“direct”personsandmenofaction—are
echt
genuinelynonplussed.Forthemawallisnotanevasion,asforuspeoplewhothinkandconsequentlydonothing;
itisnotanexcuseforturningaside,anexcuseforwhichwearealwaysveryglad,thoughwe
nauwelijks
scarcelybelieveinitourselves,asarule.No,theyarenonplussedinall
oprechtheid
sincerity.Thewallhasforthemsomethingtranquillising,
moreel
morallysoothing,final—maybeevensomethingmysterieus
mysterious...butofthewalllater.)
Well,suchadirectpersonI
beschouw
regardastherealnormalman,ashistendermothernaturewishedtoseehimwhenshegraciouslybroughthimintobeingontheearth.I
benijd
envysuchamantillIamgreenintheface.Heisstupid.
Iamnot
betwist
disputingthat,butperhapsthenormalmanshouldbestupid,howdoyouknow?Perhapsitisverybeautiful,infact.
AndIamthemore
overtuigd
persuadedofthatsuspicion,ifonecancallitso,bythefactthatifyoutake,forinstance,theantithesisofthenormalman,thatis,themanofacutebewustzijn
consciousness,whohascome,ofcourse,notoutoftheschoot
lapofnaturebutoutofaretort(thisisalmostmysticism,gentlemen,butIsuspectthis,too),thisretort-mademanissometimessononplussedinthepresenceofhisantithesisthatwithallhisexaggeratedbewustzijn
consciousnesshegenuinelythinksofhimselfasamouseandnotaman.Itmaybeanacutely
bewuste
consciousmouse,yetitisamouse,whiletheotherisaman,andtherefore,etcaetera,etcaetera.Andtheworstofitis,hehimself,hisveryownself,looksonhimselfasamouse;
nooneaskshimtodoso;
andthatisanimportantpoint.
Nowletuslookatthismouseinaction.
Letussuppose,forinstance,thatitfeels
beledigd
insulted,too(anditalmostalwaysdoesfeelbeledigd
insulted),andwantstorevengeitself,too.Theremayevenbeagreateraccumulationofspiteinitthaninl’hommedelanatureetdelavérité.
Thebaseandnastydesiretoventthatspiteonitsassailantranklesperhapsevenmorenastilyinitthaninl’hommedelanatureetdelavérité.
Forthroughhisinnate
domheid
stupiditythelatterlooksuponhisrevengeasjusticepureandsimple;whilein
gevolg
consequenceofhisacuteconsciousnessthemousedoesnotbelieveinthejusticeofit.Tocomeatlasttothedeeditself,totheveryactofrevenge.
Apartfromtheone
fundamentele
fundamentalnastinessthelucklessmouseslaagt
succeedsincreatingarounditsomanyothernastinessesintheformofdoubtsandquestions,addstotheonequestionsomanyunsettledquestionsthatthereonvermijdelijk
inevitablyworksuparounditasortoffataal
fatalbrew,astinkingmess,madeupofitsdoubts,emotions,andoftheminachting
contemptspatuponitbythedirectmenofactionwhostandplechtig
solemnlyaboutitasjudgesandarbitrators,laughingatittilltheirhealthysidesache.Ofcoursetheonlythingleftforitisto
ontslaan
dismissallthatwithawaveofitspoot
paw,and,withasmileofassumedminachting
contemptinwhichitdoesnotevenitselfbelieve,kruipen
creepignominiouslyintoitsmouse-hole.Thereinitsnasty,stinking,
ondergrondse
undergroundhomeourinsulted,crushedandridiculedmousepromptlybecomesgeabsorbeerd
absorbedincold,malignantand,aboveall,eeuwige
everlastingspite.Forfortyyearstogetheritwillrememberits
verwonding
injurydowntothesmallest,mostignominiousdetails,andeverytimewilladd,ofitself,detailsstillmoreignominious,spitefullyplaagt
teasingandtormentingitselfwithitsownimagination.Itwillitselfbeashamedofitsimaginings,butyetitwill
herinneren
recallitall,itwillgooverandovereverydetail
detail,itwillinventunheardofthingsagainstitself,pretendingthatthosethingsmighthappen,andwillforgivenothing.Maybeitwillbegintorevengeitself,too,but,asitwere,piecemeal,in
triviale
trivialways,frombehindthekachel
stove,incognito,withoutbelievingeitherinitsownrighttovengeance,orinthesuccessofitsrevenge,knowingthatfromallitseffortsatrevengeitwillsufferahundredtimesmorethanheonwhomitrevengesitself,whilehe,Idaresay,willnotevenscratchhimself.Onitsdeathbeditwill
herinneren
recallitalloveragain,withinterestaccumulatedoveralltheyearsand...Butitisjustinthatcold,
afschuwelijke
abominablehalfdespair,halfbelief,inthatbewuste
consciousburyingoneselfaliveforverdriet
griefintheunderworldforfortyyears,inthatacutelyerkende
recognisedandyetpartlydoubtfulhopelessnessofone’sposition,inthathellofunsatisfieddesiresturnedinward,inthatfeverofoscillations,ofresolutionsdeterminedforeverandrepentedofagainaminutelater—thatthesavourofthatstrangegenot
enjoymentofwhichIhavespokenlies.Itisso
subtiel
subtle,sodifficultofanalysis,thatpersonswhoarealittlebeperkt
limited,orevensimplypersonsofstrongnerves,willnotunderstandasingleatoom
atomofit.“Possibly,”youwilladdonyourownaccountwithagrin,“peoplewillnotunderstanditeitherwhohaveneverreceiveda
klap
slapintheface,”andinthatwayyouwillbeleefd
politelyhinttomethatI,too,perhaps,havehadtheexperienceofaklap
slapinthefaceinmylife,andsoIspeakasonewhoknows.Ibetthatyouarethinkingthat.
Butsetyourmindsatrest,gentlemen,Ihavenotreceiveda
klap
slapintheface,thoughitisabsolutelyamatterofonverschilligheid
indifferencetomewhatyoumaythinkaboutit.Possibly,Ievenregret,myself,thatIhavegivensofewslapsinthefaceduringmylife.
Butenough...
notanotherwordonthatsubjectofsuch
extreem
extremeinteresttoyou.Iwillcontinue
rustig
calmlyconcerningpersonswithstrongnerveswhodonotunderstandacertainrefinementofgenot
enjoyment.Thoughincertaincircumstancesthesegentlemenbellowtheirloudestlikebulls,thoughthis,letussuppose,doesthemthegreatestcredit,yet,asIhavesaidalready,
geconfronteerd
confrontedwiththeimpossibletheysubsideatonce.Theimpossiblemeansthestonewall!
Whatstonewall?
Why,ofcourse,thelawsofnature,thedeductionsofnaturalscience,mathematics.