The state proclaims itself supreme. Nothing stands higher, not truth, not religion, not the individual. It demands worship, not recognition. Its philosophy isn’t philosophy at all but a scheme to enthrone itself as god. Political science isn’t a science. It’s an imitation dressed in formulas, statistics, and jargon. The reality is a revolt against nature itself.
Every individual has value. No one has the right to injure another. The state denies this. It claims the individual has value only in service to the collective. The state comes first, the individual last. Reason could tell you otherwise, but reason has been shackled in public schools. Education is the altar where truth is sacrificed and repetition of state dogma is demanded. The creed taught is simple: the state above all.
The state wraps itself in words that sound like liberty. It publishes constitutions and bills of rights. It swears to stay within the limits it writes. These documents don’t restrain. They sanctify. They disguise authority as if it were law. A legal stamp doesn’t check power, it enlarges it. No one would ever freely consent to such terms if they weren’t concealed under lofty promises.
Nietzsche saw it clearly. The state is the slow suicide of all. Its birth was conquest. Its survival is conquest. The weapons have changed, not the purpose. Once, the sword subdued. Today, the ballot and the classroom do. Conquest of the body is temporary. Conquest of the mind lasts generations. Legitimation rests not on agreement but on submission, gained through poor education that was poor by design.
The state presents itself as a jealous god. Rivals are driven out until one religion remains—statism. Its rituals are elections, its sacraments the vote. Casting a ballot doesn’t restrain rulers. It crowns them. Popular vote gives the illusion of divine selection. Truth isn’t decided by numbers. Virtue isn’t created by majority rule. Voting ensures the most ambitious and ruthless rise. They don’t serve the public. The public serves them.
The state’s philosophy ends in worship of power. It isn’t protection, it’s domination. It isn’t order, it’s control. It replaces faith in truth with faith in authority. That faith leads to chains, and the chains are praised as freedom. The mythology endures because people repeat it without question. Break the repetition, and the mythology collapses.
Reference
Otto Gierke; Political Theories of the Middle Age
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