Khlestakov’s mistaken identity as the feared government inspector from St. Petersburg is crucial to the plot and comedy of The Government Inspector. Importantly, Khlestakov never intentionally pretends to be the inspector to deceive the town officials. He isn’t aware that they think he’s a government inspector at all; he simply takes advantage of their eagerness to please him, because he desires other people’s admiration. In fact, the only real deception in the play is the town officials’ self-deception. As soon as the officials conclude—without proof—that Khlestakov must be the inspector, they give more and more weight to this idea until they accept it as unquestionable fact. They begin to view Khlestakov as intimidating, cultured, dignified, and immensely powerful, which only further persuades them that he is the inspector. The local officials’ self-deception prevents them from seeing the reality that Khlestakov is only a minor clerk and lacks the impressive qualities they attach to him. In the end, the mayor finally realizes they have all duped themselves and cries, “Was there anything like a government inspector about that whippersnapper? Absolutely damn all.” With these words, the mayor admits that Khlestakov never really seemed like an inspector; it was only the mayor’s and the other officials’ false belief that transformed Khlestakov into the inspector in their minds. Beyond the humor of Khlestakov’s mistaken identity and the town officials’ foolishness, the play demonstrates how powerful self-deception can be. The Government Inspector suggests that when people see only what is easy or desirable to believe, they ignore reality to their own detriment.
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Self-Deception Quotes in The Government Inspector
No, not a general, but he’s as good as one. So cultured, so dignified.
Now, Mashenka, we have to decide what to wear. He’s a Petersburg man-about-town, so I hope he won’t laugh at us.
Once I was even taken for the Commander-in-Chief himself. The soldiers leapt out of the guardroom and presented arms. Afterwards an officer—a great friend of mine—told me: “Well, old man, we really did think you were the Commander-in-Chief!”
Well, the more I think about it…hell!…my head’s going round! I feel as if I were perched on top of a steeple or as if I had a noose round my neck.
The whole world’s gone topsy-turvy.
What a dunderhead you are! Even when everything’s been explained to you, you still don’t believe it!
Fish! I suppose that’s all you can think of! But I do want to have the very best house in the Capital. There’ll be such an exquisite odour when you enter my boudoir that it will make you close your eyes! Oh, how wonderful!
What are you laughing at? You’re laughing at yourselves, that’s what!
Yes, they say those whom the gods want to punish they first drive insane. Was there anything like a government inspector about that whippersnapper? Absolutely damn all. Not by a long chalk!
I can’t explain how it all came about, for the life of me. I feel as if a thick fog has blinded us. It’s the work of the devil!