a description of forms of morality, notwithstanding
that the finest hands and senses could hardly be fine
enough for it! It was precisely owing to moral
philosophers’ knowing the moral facts imperfectly,
in an arbitrary epitome, or an accidental abridgement—perhaps
as the morality of their environment, their position,
their church, their Zeitgeist, their climate and zone—it
was precisely because they were badly instructed with
regard to nations, eras, and past ages, and were by
no means eager to know about these matters, that they
did not even come in sight of the real problems of
morals—problems which only disclose themselves
by a comparison of many kinds of morality.
In every “Science of Morals” hitherto,
strange as it may sound, the problem of morality itself
has been omitted: there has been no suspicion
that there was anything problematic there! That
which philosophers called “giving a basis to
morality,” and endeavoured to realize, has, when
seen in a right light, proved merely a learned form
of good faith in prevailing morality, a new means
of its expression, consequently just a matter-of-fact
within the sphere of a definite morality, yea, in
its ultimate motive, a sort of denial that it is lawful
for this morality to be called in question—and
in any case the reverse of the testing, analyzing,
doubting, and vivisecting of this very faith.
Hear, for instance, with what innocence—almost
worthy of honour—Schopenhauer represents
his own task, and draw your conclusions concerning
the scientificness of a “Science” whose
latest master still talks in the strain of children
and old wives: “The principle,” he
says (page 136 of the Grundprobleme der Ethik), [Footnote:
Pages 54-55 of Schopenhauer’s Basis of Morality,
translated by Arthur B. Bullock, M.A. (1903).] “the
axiom about the purport of which all moralists are
practically agreed: neminem laede, immo
omnes quantum potes juva—is really
the proposition which all moral teachers strive to
establish, . . . the real basis of ethics which
has been sought, like the philosopher’s stone,
for centuries.”—The difficulty of
establishing the proposition referred to may indeed
be great—it is well known that Schopenhauer
also was unsuccessful in his efforts; and whoever
has thoroughly realized how absurdly false and sentimental
this proposition is, in a world whose essence is Will
to Power, may be reminded that Schopenhauer, although
a pessimist, actually—played the flute
. . . daily after dinner: one may read about
the matter in his biography. A question by the
way: a pessimist, a repudiator of God and of the
world, who makes A halt at morality—who
assents to morality, and plays the flute to laede-neminem
morals, what? Is that really—a pessimist?