Democracy divides people into workers and loafers. It makes no provision for those who have no time to work.
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How is the world ruled and led to war? Diplomats lie to journalists and believe these lies when they see them in print.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote critiques the disconnection between truth and communication in political affairs.
Karl Kraus suggests that the mechanisms of power and conflict, particularly in the context of diplomacy and war, are driven by deception. He highlights the way diplomats manipulate information and how journalists, who are supposed to convey truth, often accept these distortions as reality, leading to a cycle of misunderstanding and hostility in the world.
Themes
DiplomacyTruthWarDeceptionJournalism
In practice
Example use cases
This quote could be used in a speech about the importance of truth in journalism.
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