What a joy it is to accompany Hegel for hundreds of pages to then see him teach us that the noble conscience is the one that obeys, gagged and on its knees, the orders of the State. “Noble consciousness,” therefore, is the submissive consciousness, powerless before the “ruling power,” devoid of individuality, devoid, precisely, of any distinctive feature that could identify it as superior. If this is nobility, we can suppose Beauty as the aesthetics of rape and massive corruption of consciences.