There are inexplicable experiences, the scale of which can only be grasped by he who has lived them first-hand. One of these is undoubtedly the deceitfulness of modernity. The amount of lies that are taught in schools today, or rather the amount of lies that students assimilate not just as certainties, but with veneration, is something that men from other eras could only understand superficially. Complete falsehoods, such as the history of the French Revolution, or the biographies of figures like Newton, Descartes, Machiavelli, or the emergence of so-called modern science, or the history of the Inquisition, the Catholic Church, slavery, and the list goes on and on, one has to have swallowed and digested them very well to be able, years later, to shake with the proper astonishment at seeing them incontestably debunked by a huge pile of books and documents. All lies! All saturated with ulterior motives! Then one feels the contempt that modernity deserves, and only a good modern is capable of feeling it.