"Somewhere there are still peoples and herds, but not where we live, my brothers: here there are states. State? What is that? Well then, open your ears to me, for now I shall speak to you about the death of peoples.
State is the name of thecoldest of all cold monsters. Coldly it tells tells lies too; and this liecrawls out of its mouth: "I, the State, am the People." That is a lie!
Behold, how it lures them, the all-too-many and how it devours them, chews them, and ruminates..." (Thus Spoke Zarathustra)