von Anstädt walks to the lighthouse in Stanley Park. He is met by a very attractive yet dignified brunette.
„Meiner Geehrter Häär von Anstädt! Was für ein Vergnügen, Sie endlich zu treffen!“
von Anstädt bows low.
„Und du auch meine schöne Frau! Lieber Pareczenethy hat sich so sehr geliebt. Dolmetscher, bitte?“
“We must speak English, then.”
The two walked arm in arm.
”I want to be ashamed of what I did to your father. He was my dear friend since Gymnasium (Pronounced Ghim-naaz-ee-yum) in Breslau.”
He said quietly with head bowed.
”I am certain that he was overjoyed that you were to be the one to shoot him. You understand that he was committed to Nihilism. Nihilism as you are aware, is the philosophical viewpoint that suggests the denial or lack of belief towards the reputedly meaningful aspects of life, commonly presented in the form of existential nihilism, which argues that life is without objective meaning, purpose, or intrinsic value. Nihilism may also take epistemological, ontological, or metaphysical forms, meaning respectively that, in some aspect, knowledge is not possible, or reality does not actually exist.”
“Precisely, Meinerem Liebes Fräulein! He clearly believed that Moral nihilism, also known as ethical nihilism, is the meta-ethical view that morality does not exist as something inherent to objective reality; therefore no action is necessarily preferable to any other. For example, a moral nihilist would say that killing someone, for whatever reason, is not inherently right or wrong. He believed this strongly.”
”Meiner Lieber Häär, it seems as if our entire conversation is plagiarized almost in its entirety from some sort of future electronic collaborative Encyclopedia! My father never perceived anti-semitism despite the mass slaughter of our people. He viewed the Jew! as a philosophical construct based on pre-Akkadian principles of social order.”
”As you know from my long friendship with your dear father, I too never viewed his Jewishness! as relevant. I still speak to him. I am visited by his ghost. I miss our long conversations. May I inform you that I have been offered a post at the University? I hope that we can continue these walks and our discussions as I had with your father before I shot! him.”
”I not only forgive you, but I applaud you. Whether he was going to be shot or liberated was irrelevant to him. It was critical that both you and he held firm to Deutsche Philosophische Prinzipalen despite the desperate situation.”
”He died with an utterly nonplussed expression on his filthy face, with his mangled Czech Cigaretu still in his shitty mouth. It was as if at the moment of death, the crossing over was merely from one utter irrelevance to another. You can’t imagine the utter inanity of a concentration camp. It was purely mindless and devoid of reason.”
He hands Fräulein Pareczenethy a Cigaretu case with a WWI Eisen Kreuz, a gold ring and a silver locket. The locket contains a photo of the Fräulein as a little girl.
”Vielen danke meinen Geehrter Häär!“
“It was all I could save of his possessions except for his signed volume of Hegel which I also give to you now.“
”I know you loved him and that’s why you had to shoot him.”
Cigaretu? It’s Czech Tabak!
Je to česká cigareta pestovaná vo vysokej nadmorskej výške v moravskej zime!