No, one could not make light of everything, especially not of the most Sacred matters.Īs usual he noticed my resistance even before I had said anything. Still, Demian’s new concept seemed vaguely sinister and threatened to topple beliefs on whose continued existence I felt I simply had to insist. Now I saw for the first time with how little individuality, with how little power of imagination I had listened to it and read it. Until now I had felt completely at home in the story of the Crucifixion. He has character, and people with character tend to receive the short end of the stick in biblical stories. He follows his destiny to it’s appointed end and does not turn coward and forswear the devil, who has aided and abetted him until then. He doesn’t give a hoot for ‘conversion’, which to a man in his position can’t be anything but a pretty speech. No, the other fellow, he’s a man of character. If you had to pick a friend from between the two thieves or decide which one you’d rather trust, you most certainly wouldn’t choose the sniveling convert. Once again, it’s nothing but a priest’s fairy tale, saccharine and dishonest, touched up with sentimentality and given a high edifying background. At first he was a thorough scoundrel, had committed all those awful things and God knows what else, and now he dissolves in tears and celebrates such a tearful feast of self-improvement and remorse! What’s the sense of repenting if you’re two steps from the grave? I ask you. But now comes this sentimental little treatise about the good thief. The three crosses standing next to each other on the hill are almost impressive, to be sure. I mean the business with the two thieves. Why don’t you read it once more and give it the acid test? There’s something about it that doesn’t taste right. At the end of that class Demian said to me thoughtfully: "There’s something I don’t like about this story, Sinclair.
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