Publicness (n.) levels beings until they are all the same, and it is the site of the utmost squandering of be-ing.
Publicness (n.) is that by which everything gets obscured, and what has thus been covered up gets passed off as something familiar and accessible to everyone.
Publicness (n.) is the summing-up of everything homogeneous, which conceals the destruction of any passion for essential gathering.
Publicness (n.) is the place where the loudest idle talk and the cleverest curiosity keep 'things going', where everything — and basically nothing — is going on.
Publicness (n.) needs moods and manufactures them for itself; the orator speaks into a mood and out of one.
Publicness (n.) is the realm in which nobody resolves upon anything, yet everything has always already been decided; there the self does not live but 'gets lived'.
Publicness (n.) is always right — not because it sees truly but because it is insensitive to every difference of level and genuineness, and never gets to the heart of the matter.