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What is Allah?

The so-called 3 Mosaic religions have different views of and to God.
I describe here the view of the Muslims who have written in their Koran that Allah first came into action as God for the Jews and subsequently became responsible for the religion of the Christians and is now ultimately responsible for the statements in the Koran.

Allah the God of the 3 Mosaic religions is a trickster.
This Allah is unjust and mean.



FIRST)
Allah was so brutal and mean that half of the Jewish people, after crossing the Red Sea, wanted to return to the Egyptian slave house.
As punishment, the brutal Allah let the Jews wander through the desert for 40 years.

SECOND)
The common Allah spared Cain the murderer of Abel, so that he was not killed, and

THIRD)
in the Flood he let people die who had killed zero people, which is unjust.

FOURTH)
Just as mean was the same Allah at the Tower of Babel where he wanted to prevent people from succeeding in something positive in the future.

FIFTH)
Allah falsely claimed that Israel is the land where milk and honey flow.
Similar to the paradise garden.
However, anyone who has seen photos of Israel 100 years ago knows that neither milk nor honey flowed in streams in Israel and not then 5000 years ago and not today.
It will look similar in the Paradise Garden.

SIXTH)
Allah falsely claimed that he wanted to give the land of Israel to the Jews.
However, you do not have to fight for a present.
Seen in this light, Allah has told another lie.

SEVENTH)
Allah told the Jews, in Exodus 2, that they should not kill, and then he explained to the Jews, among other things, how to build the Ark of the Covenant and use it to conquer foreign cities and expel or kill the former inhabitants.
The same thing was repeated in the 5th book of Moses where Allah once again told the Jews not to kill and in the following book of Joshua the Jews fight again with Allah's consent and the Ark of the Covenant other strangers in other areas of Palestine.

Seen in this way, Allah contradicts Himself.
Anyone who knows the history of the Jewish people knows that all praying was useless.
The Allah of the Jews soon could no longer help the Jews.
In the New Testament with the Christian baptized people there are also nasty things in it, which zero Christian baptized people can adhere to.

EIGHTH)
Among other things, the Gospel of Matthew states that the wealthy people who want or should follow Jesus should give up all their possessions and follow Jesus as propertyless.
Apparently, Allah only wanted poor people to become Christians.

Ninth)
is in the New Testament, the so-called Revelation of John who was not the Baptist. There is something of the lamb on the throne of Allah and the figure of the lamb is also used in Christianity, possibly because Jesus was born in a sheepfold.
However, a flock of lambs is not particularly intelligent.
Only in Revelation does the lamb become a lion, which is more desirable as an animal comparison with humans.

TENTH)
Whoever hits you on one cheek, hold out the other.
Whoever wants to walk a mile with you, go two miles with you.
(End of quote)

Why should Allah say that if one slaps you on one cheek, then hold out the other? In the lamentations of the Old Testament at 3:30 it says instead that he should turn his cheek to the one who beats him. He should endure the full measure of insults, which is clearer, but no better for Christians.

The Handbook of Muslims which I German Atheist will briefly explain to you below is equally interesting. So everything I say below falls under religious freedom.
Religious freedom, among other things, also allows people not to want to pray to gods. The religion of the Muslims, including Allah, is also one of the so-called three Mosaic religions.
If Allah insults people, then that is legitimate and my fellow human beings will have to endure this, because I look at their Allah from a different direction or from a different point of view.
There are just as many mean things in the Qur'an,

ELEVENTH)
for example, the Koran says that Muslim women should dress like Jewish harlot, well Allah did not write this so directly , but in the Torah in the first book of Moses chapter 38, sentence 14 to 17 is described how Jewish harlot look like and Allah then described in the Koran in the 38th Sura sentences 58 to 61 how the Muslim women should dress, namely just as it says in the Torah about the Jewish harlot.

TWELFTH)
in Sura 12 sentence 86 it says that the earth is a flat disk.
Muhammad describes that the sun sets in a spring of muddy water and that a people live there.
This was the official state of knowledge in the 7th century.

THIRTEENTH)
In Sura 5 sentence 60 it says:
Shall I make known to you what is (still) worse as a reward with Allah? Those whom Allah has cursed and whom He angers and out of whom He has made pigs and who serve false gods. These are in an (even) worse situation and have (even) strayed further from the path.

My Comment:
If Allah has turned the Jews and Christian baptized people into monkeys, the Christian baptized people and the Jewish people wonder. Allah has made a mistake, he has also accidentally turned Muslims into monkeys.
If you put 3 naked women and 3 naked men next to each other for each religion, then unfortunately you cannot see who belongs to which religious group from the completely unclothed person.
If the Muslim monkeys people look the same as the Jewish monkeys people and the Christian monkeys people, then Allah turned all people into monkeys.

However, the behavior of the Muslim monkey-people is particularly negative when they wrote a Cairo Declaration of Human Rights in 1980 which, among other things, states that this declaration is valid within the Muslim signatory states.
The Jews and the Christian baptized people and other people who do not pray to Allah have fewer rights than Muslims according to this declaration, since the Sharia jurisprudence is based on the Koran and the hadiths, according to which Jews and Christian baptized people are inferior creatures who should feel humiliated by Sharia jurisprudence.

The Jews and the Christian baptized people and other people who do not pray to Allah have fewer rights than Muslims according to this declaration, since the Sharia jurisprudence is based on the Koran and the hadiths, according to which Jews and Christian baptized people are inferior creatures who should feel humiliated by Sharia jurisprudence.
(By the way, the Koran and the Hadith stipulate zero punishments, because Allah is all-merciful and all-forgiving, so there should actually be no religious police.)

The believers are slaves from an invisible one.
Allah is invisible, the soul is invisible and the Garden of Paradise as well and of course the devil and hell are invisible. However, humanity should strive for freedom. Free people among the free. Only atheism offers freedom to man.
Live freely, act freely, decide for yourself what you want to do. Lead a self-determined life.

With this, the Muslim monkey-people (or pig-people) have now testified that there is one type of monkey (or pig-people), namely the Muslim monkey-people (or pigs-people), which should stand above all other pig or monkey people species.
Attached is the text of the book "Animal farm" from George Orwell

Thus, this can be zero declaration of human rights. If the Muslim pseudo-people here on earth cannot recognize that the Jews and the Christian baptized people look exactly like themselves in terms of biological structure, then that is pure stupidity and then the
Cairo Declaration of Human Rights is a declaration of human injustice.

Since Muslims are proud that the biologically identical Jews and Christians may be insulted by you under the guise of religious freedom, I would like to point out as an atheist that Muslims are at the intelligence level of monkeys-people, which is too little for a human being.
The Gospels do not say that Christian baptized people should have zero sex with animals, but the Handbook for Jews and the Qur'an say that people should have zero sex with animals, and yet after all warlike battles, Muslim men raped the women of the
enemy who were infidels, who were turned into monkeys-people by Allah. Many Muslim men have already had sex with animals.
Even in today's Europe, Muslims have had sex with animals. Since in the past the Muslims and their deceitful Allah have often chosen the unfriendly way of insult,
I have appropriately chosen this example with pigs or monkey-people.
However, since Allah is not sure whether he has now turned people into pigs, the word monkey also appears in this context in the Koran.

The second Qur'an Suhre says:
And when your Lord said to the angels, "I am about to appoint a governor on earth," they said, "Do you want to appoint someone on her to do mischief and shed blood on her, when we praise You and sing praise to Your Holiness?"
He said, "I know what you don't know."
(End of quote)

At this point, one feels easily reminded of the Allah of the Old Testament who wanted to prevent the Tower of Babel from being built and thus prevent people from understanding each other well.

I assume that people are ill-advised to do what the trickster Allah, the God of the three Mosaic religions, wants. Intelligent people will voluntarily want to renounce the religious war.

At this point, even as a Muslim, remember once again that this God also deceived the Jews when he said "milk and honey flows in Israel" or remember the peculiar gift of the State of Israel, which the Jews then had to fight for through wars against cities.

Allah, the God of Muslims, has acknowledged in the Qur'an that Jesus is descended from the Holy Spirit. In Islam, Jesus is to be regarded according to the Prophet Mohammed.

Jesus is God's Spirit:
"Christ Jesus, Son of Mary, is only the Messenger of God and His Word, which He gave to Mary and Spirit of Him (rūḥ min-hu)."
Surah 4:171 

So now we know that the Moslems and Allah proudly wanted to degrade Jesus, and yet Jesus walked here on earth as the Spirit of God. So the Spirit of God can walk through the land on two legs.

I assume that people are ill-advised to do what the trickster Allah of the three Mosaic
religions wants. Intelligent people will voluntarily want to renounce the religious war.
Of course, one could also say in this entire text that Allah has turned all humans into apes and if Muslims seek friendly nonviolent communication, then in the future all humans will only be apes or descended from apes according to the teachings of Darwinism.

God is invisible the soul of man is invisible and the Garden of Paradise is invisible.
Can it be intelligent to submit to the bid of an Unseen One?

Thus, I think the social order of atheistic socialism would be the better worldview or religion based on the teachings of Karl Marx.
The dictatorship of the proletariat, however, must never happen again, which treated the intelligentsia worse than the proletarians (workers).
In the future, we will probably need a dictatorship of the intelligentsia, in a democratic socialism.
Then socialism can become a paradise garden on earth.
In the socialist states that once existed in Europe, people liked to swim naked on the beach or lake and played ball games or the like completely naked on the beach or on the meadow. People were not ashamed of their nakedness, neither in front of their fellow human beings nor in front of so-called gods.





Wilhelm Hauff

(wrote 1827)

The young Englishman
The Young Englishman or The Monkey as a Human


In the southern part of Germany lies the town of Grünwiesel, where I was born and raised. It is a town as they all are. In the middle a small market square with a fountain, on the side a small old town hall, around the market the house of the justice of the peace and the most respected merchants, and in a few narrow streets live the rest of the people. Everyone knows each other, everyone knows how it is here and there, and if the senior pastor or the mayor or the doctor has one more dish on the table, the whole city already knows it at lunch. In the afternoon, the women come to each other for the round, as it is called, discuss this great event over strong coffee and sweet cake, and the conclusion is that the senior pastor probably entered the lottery and won an unchristian lot, that the mayor let himself be "bribed", or that the doctor had received some gold pieces from the pharmacist. to prescribe quite expensive recipes. You can imagine how unpleasant it must have been for such a well-established town as Grünwiesel when a man moved there, of whom no one knew where he came from, what he wanted, what he lived on. The mayor had indeed seen his passport, and said in a coffee party at Doktors that the passport was quite correctly planned from Berlin to Grünwiesel, but there was something behind it; because the man looks a bit suspicious.

The mayor had the greatest prestige in the city; no wonder that from then on the stranger was regarded as a suspicious person. And his way of life could not dissuade my compatriots from this opinion. The strange man rented for a few gold pieces a whole house, which had hitherto stood barren, had a whole wagon full of strange implements, as ovens, artificial stoves, large crucibles and the like, brought in and lived from then on all to himself. Yes, he even cooked himself, and no human soul came into his house as an old man from Grünwiesel, who had to get him his purchases of bread, meat and vegetables. But even this was only allowed to come into the hallway of the house, and there the strange man received what he had bought.
I was a boy of ten years when the man moved into my hometown, and I can still imagine today, as if it had happened yesterday, the unrest that this man caused in the town. He did not come to the marble run in the afternoon like other men, he did not come to the tavern in the evening to talk about the newspaper like the others over a pipe of tobacco. In vain, the mayor, the justice of the peace, the doctor, and the senior pastor invited him to dinner or coffee; He always apologized. Therefore, some thought he was crazy, others a Jew, a third party stiffly claimed that he was a wizard or warlock. I was eighteen, twenty years old, and the man in the city was still calledthe foreign master.

But one day it came to pass that people came into town with strange animals. It's this runaway rabble that has a camel that can bow, a bear that dances, some dogs and monkeys that look funny enough in human clothes and do all kinds of arts. These people usually roam the city, stopping at the cross streets and squares, making foul-sounding music with a small drum and a pipe, making their troupe dance and jumping, and then collecting money in the houses. But the troupe, which this time could be seen in Grünwiesel, was characterized by an enormous orangutan, who was almost the size of a person, walked on two legs and knew how to make all kinds of arts. This dog and monkey comedy also came before the house of the strange master. When the drum and whistle sounded, he appeared from the beginning quite reluctantly behind the dark, age-tarnished windows. Soon, however, he became friendlier, looked out the window to everyone's amazement and laughed heartily at the orangutan's arts. Yes, he gave such a large piece of silver for the fun that the whole city spoke of it.

The next morning, the gang of animals moved on. The camel had to carry many baskets, in which the dogs and monkeys sat quite comfortably; but the animal drivers and the great monkey walked behind the camel. But scarcely had they been out for a few hours to the gate, the strange gentleman sent to the post office, demanded a wagon and extra mail to the great astonishment of the postmaster, and drove out to the same gate the way the animals had taken. The whole town was annoyed that it was not possible to find out where he had travelled. It was already night when the strange gentleman arrived again in the car in front of the gate. But there was still a person in the car who had pressed the hat deep into his face and tied a silk cloth around his mouth and ears. The gate-clerk considered it his duty to address the other stranger and ask for his passport; but he answered very rudely, humming in a completely incomprehensible language.
"It is my nephew," said the strange man kindly to the gatekeeper, pressing some silver coins into his hand; "it's my nephew and doesn't understand much German yet. He has just cursed a little in his dialect that we will be stopped here."
"Oh, if it's Dero's nephew," replied the gate-clerk, "he may come in without a passport. He will no doubt live with you?"

"However," said the stranger, "and is probably staying here for a long time."
The gatekeeper had no further objection, and the strange gentleman and his nephew drove into town. By the way, the mayor and the whole city were not very satisfied with the gate clerk. He should have remembered at least a few words of his nephew's language. From this one would have easily learned what kind of country child he and Mr. Uncle would be. But the clerk assured him that it was neither French nor Italian, but it sounded as broad as English, and if he was not mistaken, the young gentleman had said, "God dam!" So the gatekeeper helped himself out of necessity and the young man to a name. For now one spoke only of the young Englishman in the town.
But even the young Englishman was not visible, neither on the marble run nor in the beer cellar; but he gave the people much trouble in other ways. – For it often came to pass that in the otherwise so quiet house of the stranger a terrible shouting and a noise emanated, that the people stopped in heaps in front of the house and looked up. Then the young Englishman, dressed in a red tailcoat and green leg dresses, with shaggy hair and a terrible expression, was seen walking back and forth at the windows incredibly quickly through all the rooms; the old stranger ran after him in a red sleeping coat, a whip in his hand, often missing him, but some times it seemed to the crowd in the street that he must have reached the boy, for pitiful sounds of fear and clapping lashes of the whip were heard from the crowd. The women of the town took such a lively part in this cruel treatment of the strange young man that they finally persuaded the mayor to take a step in the matter. He wrote a ticket to the strange gentleman, in which he accused him of the insulting treatment of his nephew in rather crude terms, and threatened him, if such scenes occurred, to take the young man under his special protection.

But who was more astonished than the mayor how he saw the stranger himself, for the first time in ten years, enter his home! The old gentleman excused his trial with the special order of the young man's parents, who gave him such to educate; he was otherwise a smart, decent boy, he said, but the languages were very difficult for him to learn. He so ardently wished to teach his nephew German quite fluently, in order to take the liberty of introducing him to the societies of Grünwiesel, and yet this language was so difficult for him that one could often do nothing better than to whip him through. The mayor found himself completely satisfied by this message, advised the old man to moderate himself, and in the evening told him in the beer cellar that he seldom found such an instructive, good man as the stranger. "It is only a pity," he added, "that he is so little in company; but I think that if the nephew speaks a little german, he visits my Cercles more often."

This single incident completely changed the town's opinion. They thought the stranger was a good man, longed for his closer acquaintance, and thought it was quite okay if here and there a terrible cry arose in the desolate house. "He gives his nephew lessons in German language teaching," said the Grünwieselers and never stopped. After about a quarter of a year, the lessons in German seemed to have ended, because the old man was now one step further. There lived an old frail Frenchman in the city, who gave the young people lessons in dancing. The stranger called him and told him that he wanted his nephew to be taught dancing. He made him understand that he was very docile, but somewhat stubborn as far as dancing was concerned; for he had previously learned to dance with another master, after such strange tours that he could not produce himself in society. However, the nephew considers himself a great dancer precisely for this reason, although his dance bears not the slightest resemblance to waltz or gallop, not even to Ecossaise or Française. By the way, he promised a thaler for the lesson, and the dancing master was happy to take over the lessons of the stubborn pupil.

There was, as the Frenchman secretly assured, nothing so strange in the world as these dance lessons. The nephew, a rather tall, slender young man who had only slightly very short legs, appeared in a red tailcoat, nicely coiffed, in green wide leg dresses and glazed gloves. He spoke little and with a foreign accent, and was quite kind and pretentious from the beginning; but then he often suddenly fell into grimacing leaps, danced the boldest tours, making entries that the dancing master lost sight and hearing; If he wanted to rebuke him, he pulled the dainty dancing shoes off his feet, threw them at the Frenchman's head, and now sat around the room on all fours. At this noise, the old gentleman suddenly drove out of his room in a wide red sleeping coat, a cap of gold paper on his head, and let the whiplash fall rather rudely on the nephew's back. The nephew then began to howl terribly, jumping up on tables and high chests of drawers, even on the crucifixes of the windows, and spoke a strange, strange language. But the old man in the red sleeping coat did not let himself be fooled, seized him by the leg, tore him down, blew him through, and tightened his neck bandage more tightly by means of a buckle, whereupon he became good and mannered again and again and the dance lesson continued without disturbance.

But when the dancing master had brought his pupil so far that music could be taken at that hour, the nephew was transformed. A town musician was hired, who had to sit down on a table in the hall of the desolate house. The dancing master then introduced the lady by having the old gentleman put on a silk women's skirt and an East Indian scarf. The nephew challenged him and began to dance and waltz with him; but he was a tireless, frenzied dancer, he did not let the master out of his long arms; whether he groaned and shouted, he had to dance until he fell over tired, or until the town musician's arm became lame on the violin. These lessons almost brought the dancing master under the floor; but the thaler, which he was always paid properly, the good wine which the old man waited, made him come back again and again, even though he had decided the day before not to go into the barren house.
But the people in Grünwiesel saw things quite differently than the Frenchman. They found that the young man had many inclinations for social affairs, and the women's rooms in the town were happy to get such a nimble dancer for the next winter with the great shortage of gentlemen.

One morning the maids returning home at the front of the market told their masters a miraculous event. In front of the barren house stood a magnificent glass wagon, covered with beautiful horses, and a servant in rich livery held the blow. Then the door of the barren house opened and two beautifully dressed gentlemen stepped out, one of whom was the old stranger and the other probably the young gentleman, who had learned so hard German and danced so furiously. The two had climbed into the car, the servant jumped on the back of the board, and the car, just imagine! had almost driven towards the mayor's house.
When the women heard such stories from their maids, they hurriedly tore off the kitchen aprons and the somewhat unclean hoods and put themselves in state. "Nothing is more certain," they said to their family, as everyone ran around to tidy up the visitor's room, which was also used for other uses, "there is nothing more certain than that the stranger should now introduce his nephew into the world. The old fool has not been so kind as to set foot in our house for ten years; but he may be forgiven for his nephew, who is said to be a charming man." So they spoke, admonishing their sons and daughters to look quite mannered when the strangers came, to keep themselves straight and to use a better pronunciation than usual. And the wise women in the town had not been wrong, for one after the other the old gentleman drove about with his nephew to recommend himself and him to the favor of the families.

One was everywhere completely filled with the two strangers and regretted not having made this pleasant acquaintance earlier. The old gentleman showed himself to be a dignified, very reasonable man, who smiled a little at everything he said, so that one was not sure whether he was serious or not; but he spoke so cleverly and thoughtfully about the weather, about the region, about the summer fun on the cellar by the mountain, that everyone was charmed by it. But the nephew! He charmed everything, he won all hearts for himself. As far as his appearance was concerned, his face could not be called beautiful; the lower part, especially the jaw, protruded too much, and the complexion was very brownish; and he sometimes made all sorts of strange grimaces, squeezed his eyes, and bared his teeth; but nevertheless one found the cut of his features immensely interesting. There could be nothing more mobile, more agile than his form. The clothes hung a little strangely on his body, but everything suited him perfectly; he drove about the room with great liveliness, threw himself here in a sofa, there in an armchair, and stretched his legs away; but what one would have found most mean and unseemly in another young man was considered genius in the nephew. "He is an Englishman," they said, "so are they all; an Englishman can lie down on the couch and fall asleep, while toe ladies have no place and have to stand around; you can't blame an Englishman for that." He was very docile to the old gentleman, his uncle, for when he began to jump around the room or, as he liked to do, to pull his feet up on the chair, a serious look was enough to bring him to order. And how could he be blamed for such a thing, when the uncle in every house said to the lady: "My nephew is still a little raw and uneducated; but I expect much from society, which will properly shape and educate him, and I commend him by name to you most seriously."

So the nephew was introduced into the world, and all of Grünwiesel spoke on this and the following days of nothing but this event. But the old gentleman did not stop here; he seemed to have completely changed his way of thinking and living. In the afternoon he went out with his nephew to the rock cellar on the mountain, where the noble gentlemen of Grünwiesel drank beer and enjoyed ball pushing. The nephew showed himself there as a nimble master in the game, for he never threw under five or six; Here and there a strange spirit seemed to come upon him; it might occur to him that he drove the ball out and under the cones at lightning speed, and made all sorts of great rumors there, or when he threw the wreath or the king, he suddenly stood on his beautifully coiffed hair and stretched his legs upwards, or when a chariot passed by, he sat before you knew it, on top of the carriage sky and grimaced, drove along a bit and then jumped back to the company.
The old gentleman used to apologize to the mayor and the other men for the naughtiness of his nephew; but they laughed, attributed it to his youth, claimed to have been so light-footed themselves at this age, and loved the young Springinsfeld, as they called him, immensely.
But there were also times when they were not a little annoyed with him and yet dared to say nothing, because the young Englishman was generally regarded as a model of education and understanding. The old gentleman used to come with his nephew in the evening to the Goldener Hirsch, the inn of the town. Although the nephew was still a very young man, he already acted quite like an old man, sat down behind his glasses, opened enormous glasses, pulled out a huge pipe, lit it, and steamed the worst of all. When talking about the newspapers, about war and peace, the doctor gave the opinion, the mayorthose, if the other gentlemen were quite astonished at such deep political knowledge, it could suddenly occur tothenephew to have a completely different opinion; He then slammed his hand, from which he never took off his gloves, on the table, and made it clear to the mayor and the doctor that they knew nothing of all this, that he had heard these things quite differently and had deeper insight. He then, in a curiously broken German, revealed his opinion, which all, to the great annoyance of the mayor, found quite apt; for, as an Englishman, he naturally had to know everything better.
When the mayor and the doctor, in their anger, which they were not allowed to let loud, sat down for a game of chess, the nephew moved in, looked over the mayor's shoulder with his large glasses and reprimanded this or that move, telling the doctor that he had to go so and so, so that both men secretly became quite grim. If the mayor then angrily offered him a game to make him dull properly, for he thought he was a second Philidor, the old gentleman strapped the neck bandage tighter to the nephew, whereupon he became quite kind and mannered and made the mayor dull.

Until now, cards had been played almost every evening in Grünwiesel, the game for half a cruiser; the nephew now found this pitiful, put crown talers and ducats, claimed that not a single one played as fine as he did, but usually reconciled the offended gentlemen by losing enormous sums to them. Nor did they bother to take a lot of money from him, for "he is an Englishman, so rich by nature," they said, and shoved the ducats into their pockets.
Thus, in a short time, the nephew of the foreign lord gained immense prestige in the city and the surrounding area. One could not remember since time immemorial to have seen a young man of this kind in Grünwiesel, and it was the strangest apparition one ever noticed. It could not be said that the nephew had learned anything but dancing. Latin and Greek were, as they say, Bohemian villages to him. At a board game in the mayor's house he was supposed to write something, and it turned out that he could not even write his name; in geography he made the most striking blunders, for it was not important to him to transfer a German city to France or a Danish city to Poland; he had read nothing, studied nothing, and the pastor often shook his head alarmingly at the young man's raw ignorance; but nevertheless everything he did or said was excellent, for he was so impudent as to always want to be right, and the end of each of his speeches was: "I understand better!"

So winter came, and only now did the nephew appear with even greater glory. One found every company boring where he was not present, one yawned when a reasonable man said something; but when the nephew uttered even the most foolish stuff in bad German, everything was ear. It was now found that the excellent young man was also a poet, for it was not easy to pass an evening in which he did not pull some paper out of his pocket and read some sonnets to the society. There were some people who claimed that one part of these poems were bad and pointless, and another part they wanted to have read somewhere in print; but the nephew did not allow himself to be fooled, he read and read, then drew attention to the beauties of his verses, and each time there was thunderous applause.
But his triumph was the Grünwiesel balls. No one could dance more persistently, faster than he; no one made such bold and immensely delicate jumps as he did. His uncle always dressed him most magnificently according to the latest taste, and although the clothes did not want to sit on his body, it was nevertheless found that everything dressed him very lovingly. The men found themselves somewhat offended by the new way he performed during these dances. Otherwise, the mayor had always opened the ball in his own person, the noblest young people had the right to order the other dances; but since the strange young gentleman appeared, it was all quite different. Without asking much, he took the next best lady by the hand, stood with her at the top, did everything as he pleased, and was lord and master and ball king. But because the women found these manners quite excellent and pleasant, the men were not allowed to object, and the nephew remained with his self-chosen dignity.

Such a ball seemed to grant the old gentleman the greatest pleasure. He did not take an eye from his nephew, always smiled to himself, and when all the world flocked to praise him about the decent, well-bred youth, he could not contain himself for joy. He then burst into a merry laugh and testified as foolish; the Grünwieseler attributed these strange outbursts of joy to his great love for his nephew and found it quite alright. But here and there he had to use his paternal reputation against his nephew, for in the midst of the most delicate dances it could occur to the young man to sit down with a bold leap to the tribune where the town musicians were sitting, to snatch the contrebaß from the organist's hand and to scratch terribly on it; or he suddenly changed and danced on his hands by stretching his legs upwards. Then his uncle used to take him aside, reproach him there and tighten his neck bandage, so that he became fully civilized again.
So now the nephew behaved in company and at balls. But as is usually the case with customs: the bad ones always spread more easily than the good, and a new, striking fashion, although it should be highly ridiculous, has something contagious about it for young people who have not yet thought about themselves and the world. So it was in Grünwiesel with the nephew and his strange customs. For when the young world saw how the same with his cunning nature, with his crude laughter and chatter, with his rough answers against older ones, was rather appreciated than reprimanded, that all this was even very witty, they thought to themselves: "It is easy for me to become such a witty rascal." They had otherwise been industrious, skilled young people; now they thought, "What good is erudition if you get along better with ignorance?" They left the books and roamed everywhere in squares and streets. Otherwise, they had been kind and polite to everyone, waited until they were asked, and answered decently and modestly. Now they stood in the line of men, chatted along, gave their opinions and even laughed under the mayor's nose when he said something, claiming to know everything much better.

Otherwise, the young Grünwieseler had harbored disgust against raw and mean beings. Now they sang all sorts of bad songs, smoked tobacco from immense pipes, and roamed about in common pubs; also, although they saw quite well, they bought large glasses, put them on their noses, and thought they were now made people, for they looked like the famous nephew. At home or when they were visiting, they lay on the couch with boots and spurs, rocked on the chair in good company, or supported their cheeks in both fists, but elbows on the table, which was now very charming to look at. In vain their mothers and friends told them how foolish, how unseemly all this was; they invoked the brilliant example of their nephew. In vain they were told that the nephew, as a young Englishman, should be forgiven for a certain nationality; the young Grünwieseler claimed to have the right to be naughty in a witty way, just as well as the best Englishman; in short, it was a pity how the evil example of the nephew completely destroyed the customs and good habits in Grünwiesel.
But the joy of the young people in their raw, unbound life did not last long, because the following incident suddenly changed the whole scene. The winter amusements were to conclude with a big concert, which was to be performed partly by the Town Musicians, partly by skilled music lovers in Grünwiesel. The mayor played the cell, the doctor the bassoon excellently, the pharmacist, although he had no right approach, blew the flute, some virgins from Grünwiesel had rehearsed arias, and everything was excellently prepared. Then the old stranger said that although the concert would be excellent in this way, there was obviously no duet, and a duet must necessarily occur in every proper concert. One was somewhat upset by this statement; the mayor's daughter sang like a nightingale; but where to get a gentleman who could sing a duet with her? They wanted to fall for the old organist, who had once sung an excellent bass; but the stranger claimed that none of this was necessary, since his nephew sang very well. One was not a little astonished at this new excellent quality of the young man; he had to sing something for rehearsal, and reckoning with some strange manners that were thought to be English, he sang like an angel. So they rehearsed the duet in a hurry, and the evening finally appeared, on which the ears of the Grünwieseler should be refreshed by the concert.

The old stranger, unfortunately, could not attend his nephew's triumph because he was ill; but he gave the mayor, who had visited him an hour before, some measures about his nephew. "It's a good soul, my nephew," he said, "but here and there he gets into all sorts of strange thoughts and then starts great stuff. I am sorry that I cannot attend the concert, because he is very careful of me, he knows why! I must say, by the way, to his credit, that this is not spiritual will, but it is physical, it is in his whole nature. Now, Mr. Mayor, if he were to fall into such thoughts that he sat down on a music stand, or that he wanted to delete the Contrebaß or the like, would you just want to loosen his high neckband a little more or, if it does not get better, take it off completely? You'll see how kind and mannered he becomes."
The mayor thanked the sick man for his confidence and promised to do as he advised him in case of need.
The concert hall was packed, because all of Grünwiesel and the surrounding area had gathered. All hunters, priests, bailiffs, farmers and the like from the radius of three hours had flocked with numerous families to share the rare pleasure with the Grünwieseler. The Town Musicians held themselves excellently; after them appeared the mayor, who played the violoncell, accompanied by the pharmacist who blew the flute. After these, the organist sang a bass aria with general applause, and the doctor was also applauded when he was heard on the bassoon.

The first section of the concert was over, and everyone was now looking forward to the second, in which the young stranger was to perform a duet with the mayor's daughter. The nephew had appeared in a shiny suit and had long since attracted the attention of everyone present. He had now, without asking much, laid down in the magnificent armchair that had been set down for a countess from the neighborhood. He stretched his legs far away from him, looked at everyone through a tremendous perspective, which he used except his large glasses, and played with a large butcher dog, which he had introduced into society despite the prohibition on taking dogs. The countess, for whom the armchair was prepared, appeared; but he who did not make a face to get up and give her the place was the nephew. On the contrary, he sat down more comfortably, and no one dared to tell the young man anything about it; but the noble lady had to sit on a very common straw chair in the midst of the other women of the town, and is said to have been not a little annoyed.
During the splendid playing of the mayor, during the organist of excellent bass aria, even while the doctor fantasized on the bassoon and everything held his breath and listened, the nephew let the dog retrieve the snuff or chatted very loudly with his neighbors, so that anyone who did not know him wondered about the strange customs of the young gentleman.

No wonder, then, that everything was very eager how he would perform his duet. The second division began. The Town Musicians had played something little, and now the mayor and his daughter approached the young man, handed him a sheet of music and said: "Mosjöh! Would you like to sing the Duetto now?" The young man laughed, bared his teeth, jumped up, and the other two followed him to the music stand, and the whole company was full of expectation. The organist beat the beat and beckoned his nephew to begin. He looked through his large glasses into the notes and emitted grayish, miserable tones. But the organist cried out to him: "Two notes lower, dear dear, you must sing C, C!"
But instead of singing C, the nephew took off one of his shoes and threw it at the organist's head, so that the powder flew far and wide. When the mayor saw this, he thought, "Ha! now he has his physical coincidences again," he jumped in, grabbed him by the neck, and tied the cloth a little lighter; but that only made things worse with the young man. He no longer spoke german, but a very strange language that no one understood, and made great leaps. The mayor was in despair at this unpleasant disturbance; he therefore decided to completely detach the scarf from the young man, to whom something very special must have happened. But no sooner had he done this than he stopped in terror as if frozen, for instead of human skin and colour, a dark brown fur surrounded the young man's neck, and as soon as he continued his jumps higher and stranger, ran his glazed gloves into his hair, pulled them off, and oh wonder! this beautiful hair was a wig which he threw in the mayor's face, and his head now appeared overgrown with the same brown fur.

He sat over tables and benches, knocked over the music stands, trampled violins and clarinet and appeared like a racer. "Catch him, catch him," cried the mayor, "he's out of his mind, catch him!" But that was a difficult thing, because he had taken off the gloves and showed nails on his hands, with which he drove into people's faces and scratched them miserably. Finally, a brave hunter managed to get hold of him. He pressed his long arms together so that he only fidgeted with his feet and laughed and screamed in a hoarse voice. People gathered around and looked at the strange young gentleman, who no longer looked like a human being. But a learned gentleman from the neighborhood, who had a large cabinet of natural curiosities and all sorts of stuffed animals, stepped closer, looked at him closely, and then cried out in amazement: "My God, ladies and gentlemen, how do you bring this animal into honette company? This is a monkey, theHomo Troglodytes Linnaei; I'll give him six thalers at once, if you drain him from me, and bale him out for my cabinet."
Who describes the astonishment of the Grünwieseler when they heard this! "What, a monkey, an orangutang in our society? The young stranger, an ordinary monkey!" they exclaimed, looking at each other stupidly with astonishment. You didn't want to believe, you couldn't believe your ears, the men examined the animal more closely, but it was and remained a completely natural monkey.

"But how is this possible!" cried the mayor. "Didn't he often read his poems to me? Didn't he have lunch with me like another man?"
"What?" said the doctor. "How? Didn't he drink coffee with me often and a lot, and talked and smoked with my husband?"
"How! Is it possible!" cried the men. Didn't he push bullets with us at the rock cellar and argue about politics like ours?"
"And how?" they all complained. "Didn't he even dance at our balls? A monkey! A monkey? It's a miracle, it's magic!"
"Yes, it is sorcery and diabolical haunting," said the mayor, bringing in the scarf of the nephew or monkey. "Look! In this cloth was all the magic that made him amiable in our eyes. There is a wide strip of elastic parchment, written with all sorts of whimsical signs. I even think it's Latin; can no one read it?"
The chief priest, a learned man who had often lost a game of chess to the monkeys, stepped in, looked at the parchment and said: "Not at all! They are only Latin letters, it says:

The – monkey – very – cute – is – especially – if – he – from – apple – eats –
Yes, yes, it is hellish fraud, a kind of sorcery," he continued, "and it must be punished in an exemplary manner."

The mayor was of the same opinion and immediately made his way to the stranger, who must be a sorcerer, and six city soldiers carried the monkey, for the stranger was to be interrogated immediately.
They came to the barren house, surrounded by an enormous number of people, because everyone wanted to see how things would go on. They banged on the house, they drew the bell; But in vain, no one showed up. Then the mayor, in his anger, slammed the door and went into the stranger's room. But there was nothing to see but all sorts of old household goods. The strange man could not be found. On his desk, however, was a large sealed letter, written to the mayor, which he immediately opened. He read:

"My dear Grünwieseler!

When you read this, I am no longer in your town, and you will have long since learned whose status and fatherland my dear nephew is. Take the joke I allowed myself with you as a good lesson not to force a stranger who wants to live for himself into your company! I myself felt too good to share your eternal clapping, your bad manners and your ridiculous nature. That's why I raised a young orangutan, whom you have grown so fond of as my deputy. Farewell and use this teaching to the best of your ability!"
The Grünwieseler were not a little ashamed in front of the whole country. Her consolation was that all this had been done with unnatural things. But the young people in Grünwiesel were most ashamed because they had imitated the bad habits and customs of the monkey. From now on they did not elbow up, they did not swing their armchairs, they remained silent until they were asked, they took off their glasses and were good and well-mannered as before, and if anyone ever fell into such bad, ridiculous mores, the Grünwieseler said: "It's a monkey." But the monkey, who had played the role of a young gentleman for so long, was handed over to the learned man, who owned a cabinet of natural curiosities. He lets him walk around his yard, feeds him and shows him as a rarity to every stranger, where he can still be seen to this day.