Farewell.

Translation: Rouz Makhlouf Number of pages: 231 Most people move within an ideal circle between their home and their work. They live in a peaceful land beyond good and evil. They are genuinely frightened by the sight of a man killing. But at the same time, it is enough to remove them from that peaceful land, and they become killers without knowing how. There are tests and temptations that humanity only endures at distant intervals of history. And no one withstands them. But talking about them is completely futile. He began to scratch the dog's back and think about the scene he saw with his own eyes a moment ago. For him, those elderly men armed with sticks, the prison guards, the investigation judges, and the informants waiting to see if the neighbor would speak politics while shopping, have become mixed together. What drives these people to carry out their cursed activity? Love of harm? Surely, but also the desire for order. Because the desire for order seeks to turn the human world into an inorganic kingdom, where everything runs according to an impersonal will, through which everything works and everything is subjected. The desire for order is at the same time a desire for death, because life is an ongoing breach of order. Or, conversely, the desire for order is the perfect excuse that justifies humans' hatred of humans and their misdeeds. Jacob has always been appalled by the idea that those watching would be willing to confirm the victim during her execution. Because, over time, the executioner has become a close and familiar figure, while the oppressed has something that smells of rotten aristocracy. The spirit of the crowd, which used to align with the misery of the oppressed, now aligns with the misery of the oppressors. Because in our century, chasing a human being now means chasing those with privileges: those who read a book or own a dog.