Little man's thought

You could have long since become the master of your existence, if only your thinking were in the direction of the truth. But you think like this:

'It's all the fault of the Jews.' 'What's a Jew?' I ask. 'People with Jewish blood,' is your answer. 'What's the difference between Jewish blood and other blood?' This question stumps you; you hesitate, become confused, and answer: 'I mean the Jewish race.' 'What is race?' I ask. 'Race? Why, that's simple: just as there is a German race, so there is a Jewish race.' 'What characterizes the Jewish race?' 'Well, a Jew is dark-haired, has a long hook-nose and sharp eyes. The Jews are avaricious and capitalistic.' 'Have your ever seen a Mediterranean Frenchman or Italian together with a Jew? Can you distinguish them?' 'Well, not really.' 'What, then, is a Jew? The blood picture shows no difference: he does not look different from a Frenchman or Italian. And have you ever seen German Jews?' 'Sure, they look like Germans.' 'And what is a German?' 'A German belongs to the Nordic Aryan race.' 'Are the Indians Aryans?' 'Sure.' 'Are they Nordic?' 'No.' 'Are they blond?' 'No.' 'So you see, you don't know what is a German and what is a Jew.' 'But there are Jews.' 'Certainly there are Jews, just as there are Christians and Mohammedans.' 'I mean the Jewish religion.' 'Was Roosevelt a Dutchman?' 'No.' 'Why do you call a descendant of David a Jew if you don't call Roosevelt a Dutchman' 'With the Jews it's different.' 'What's different?' 'I don't know.'

That's the way you drivel, Little Man. From your drivel you create armed formations and these slay ten million people as 'Jews', though you cannot even tell what a Jew is. That's why one laughs at you, why one avoids you when one has serious work to do, that's why you stick in the morass. When you say 'Jew' you make yourself feel superior. You have to do that because you really feel miserable. And you feel miserable because you are precisely that which you murder in the alleged Jew. This is only a tiny bit of the truth about you, Little Man.

Wilhelm Reich. Listen, Little Man!