Idiotae coniventes

[Ed Cryer]

"What's here? The portrait of a blinking idiot"
(Shakespeare; Merchant of Venice)

“What is love? What is creation? What is longing? What is a star?” thus
asks the last man, and he blinks.
The earth has become small, and on it hops the last man, who makes
everything small. His race is as ineradicable as the flea-beetle; the
last man lives longest.

“We have invented happiness,” say the last men, and they blink….".
(Nietzsche)

haec ipsa concedo: quibusdam etiam in rebus coniveo

qui ob eam causam in tot tantisque sceleribus conivebant

pro di immortales! cur interdum in hominum sceleribus maxumis aut
conivetis aut ... poenas in diem reservetis?
(Cicero, all)

Ed