because they are not granted a portion of this world, they idemnity themselves by stealing it. There are no more helpless people than honest gypsies. And how can intellectual gypsies be otherwise than honest, even if they wanted to? For our opponents have nothing that we could steal from them. Their vulgarity, their intellectual barrenness, their emptiness of heart, their want of ideas, are nothing that they need to guard from our pilfering passion, by the aid of the police. But, alas, they rule the world. I know of no phrase more meaningless than the consolation that "the whole world is our country." A nice country in which every square foot of ground that is no longer wilderness is occupied and deformed by our opponents! Therefore our companions in misery, or the wild animals, can be our only society.
Our country can be conquered only by the revolution. But I do not wish to say more on this subject, for I, too, am a German.
