Those four words should have been the motto of the Spanish Inquisition.

While a person screamed in agony being burned slowly alive, a cross was held in his face.

None of this was for sadism or revenge. The Inquisitors actually believed that they were doing it for the victim’s own good. They believed that the fire he was in was far less agonizing than the flames of Hell. And Hell, they sincerely believed, is forever.

There was the slightest chance that the dying man or woman would confess at feeling the flames, and the soul would be saved.

Today many Christians still believe exactly that, but they would never use it to justify burning a person alive with a cross in his face. But within the belief system of the Inquisitors, it was in fact for the heretic’s own good.

“To make an omelet,” Said Lenin, “You have to break eggs.”

Even most “intellectuals” have finally condemned Stalin. But Lenin is still their hero, a True Idealist.

“To make an omelet you have to break eggs” was the motto of the Red Terror that Lenin, not Stalin, put into action. The eggs were people, millions of them. If Lenin had not died when he did, he would have gladly killed tens of millions more:

“”It does not matter if there are half a billion people in the world or two billion people in the world, ” said Lenin, “It only matters that that half a billion are COMMUNISTS.”

Lenin cared less for a human being than a sane person would care about eggs. Stalin killed tens of millions of people, but Molotov, who knew both men intimately, said, “Compared to Lenin, Stalin was a pussycat.”

I believe him. I believe Molotov because Stalin was a thug, and Lenin was an Idealist. Even murderous thugs get tired. Idealists are tireless.

There is absolutely nothing an Idealist won’t do to you for your own good. Compared to the good of the world Lenin thought a single human being was less than nothing.

Everybody who lives to be my age remembers that the filthiest tricks ever pulled on them were done in the name of Righteous Indignation.

From breaking important promises to ruining your life, it is always moral indignation, or “for your own good” that is the excuse.

If you have a choice to be whipped by a sadist or by someone who is convinced he is doing it for your own good, pick the sadist. He will stop when his arm gets tired.