Chapter 61: A Brief Turmoil
"What do you mean? For whom? Zhang Huimin said inexplicably.
"Of course it's to get close to you," Su Tao said a little jokingly, "I'm like to see how mean you can be!" ”
"You!" Zhang Huimin, who reacted, immediately blushed, and became angry, she couldn't tolerate Su Tao not being able to get off the stage in front of so many people, but she didn't know how to fight back to resolve the embarrassment at the moment. Before she could speak, the unconvinced little followers around her had already been unable to hold back, and they opened their teeth and claws one by one, eager to devour Su Tao alive, they were used to being rampant and domineering in school, and they had always been together to laugh at others, where could it be the turn of others to mock them like this. Such a shame is completely unbearable! He Xuanyi, who loved to be in the limelight, immediately jumped up and scolded loudly, "What are you talking about!" Who do you think you are?! Dare to ...... here."
Su Tao interrupted her disapprerovingly, "No matter who I am, it doesn't prevent me from expressing my opinion." As for whether someone cares or not, it's not in my consideration because she doesn't deserve it. With that, she turned to look at Zhang Huimin and continued, "And you also said just now, no one cares what I think anyway, this 'person' should include yourself." Since you don't care, why are you jumping here in a rage, it can't be that I poked the sore spot and was speechless, right? Su Tao learned Zhang Huimin's rogue logic just now, and saluted back these words. The so-called use the way of others to govern the body of others. Su Tao felt that to treat a mean person like Zhang Huimin, she had to use this kind of mean method than her.
Su Tao is not afraid of offending anyone now, she knows that no matter how cautious she is, Zhang Huimin's gang will not let her go, since she is destined to be unable to hide, it is better to simply scold her head-on. Since she dared to come to the news center, she was ready to fight for a long time with Zhang Huimin and her little followers. In any case, these people are not the only ones in the press center. At least there are teachers here to manage and administer justice, and you don't have to worry too much about any bullying incidents. Su Tao didn't believe that Zhang Huimin would joke about her future in order to exclude herself, and do something unsightly under the teacher's nose. But obviously, the development of things now is completely unexpected by her, and the eldest lady, who is usually arrogant and domineering, is not as gentle as Su Tao imagined after being provoked. He Xuanyi instantly turned white when she heard Su Tao's ridicule, and without saying a word, she picked up the folder in her hand and fell heavily towards Su Tao.
Let's go and see the world
The people there are busy and don't have time to save you,
The only thing you have to fight is yourself.
Don't let anyone ruin your life,
Your life will be ruined and your own hands ruined.
In the middle of the night, I suddenly remembered this poem, and I instantly returned to the morning full of clear and bright days in elementary school, and the morning reading time that seemed beautiful and dreamy because of the distantness of memory. If I were to give a succinct summary today of the era in which I grew up before the First World War, I would like me to say that it was a golden age of peace that could not be more incisive. In our almost 1,000-year-old Austrian monarchy, it seems that everything will last forever, and the state itself is the supreme guarantee of this continuity. The rights granted by the State to its citizens are confirmed in writing by the freely elected body representing the people, and each obligation is defined in detail. Our currency, the Austrian krona, is circulated in the form of shiny hard gold coins, which guarantees the immutability of the currency. Everyone knows how much money or income they have, what they can or can't do. Everything has norms, standards, and proportions. Those who own property can calculate exactly how much they make each year, and public officials and military officers can confidently find in their calendars which year they will be promoted and retired. Each family has a fixed budget, knows how much the family will spend on food and housing, how much it will cost for summer travel and social gatherings, and must set aside a small amount of money to cover the urgent needs of illness and accidents. People who own a home see a house as a foolproof home for future generations. The courtyard and the merchant name are passed down from generation to generation; When a baby is still lying in the cradle, he has already saved his first money in a piggy bank or savings bank for the rest of his life, which is a small "reserve" for the future. In this vast empire, everything is firmly dependent on the state and the supreme senile emperor. Everyone knows or thinks that once he dies, another emperor will replace him, and everything that was originally arranged will not change in the slightest. No one believed in wars, revolutions and upheavals. All violent action is no longer possible in an age of reason.
This sense of peace is the wealth that millions of people dream of, and it is their common ideal of life. Only in such a peaceful world can life be worthwhile, and more and more social classes are eager to share in this precious wealth. At first, only those who had property were glad that they had encountered such a peaceful and prosperous era, but it gradually expanded to the masses, and this peaceful century became the golden age of the insurance industry. People insure their homes against fire and theft; made hail and disaster insurance for their own fields; Personal insurance against accidents and diseases; Buy lifelong pension reserve vouchers for your old age; At the same time, an insurance policy is placed in the girl's cradle as a dowry in the future. In the end, even the workers organized themselves to earn a standard wage and a health savings: the servants saved for themselves old-age insurance and a pre-deposit for their own funeral expenses. Only those who see the future carefree will enjoy life in front of them to the fullest.
In this deep belief that any bad luck can be prevented from invading one's life contains a great and dangerous conceit, despite a very frugal attitude towards life. In the nineteenth century, with liberal idealism, they sincerely believed that they were following a foolproof smooth road to the "best of the world". The past was a time of war, famine and turmoil with contempt, and regarded it as an immature and uncivilized age. And now, all evil and tyranny have been completely eradicated, and this is only a matter of decades. The belief in this inexorable and continuous "progress" was the true force of faith of the age; It is believed that this "progress" has surpassed that of the Bible, and that such sacred creeds as theirs seem to be being eloquently confirmed by the new miracles of science and technology every day. Indeed, at the end of this peaceful century, general prosperity has become more pronounced, more rapid, and more abundant. The streets at night are no longer lit up by dim lights, but by dazzling electric lights. From the main street to the suburbs, the shops along the street are all shining with a new and charming glow. People have been able to use the telephone to talk over long distances. The vehicles in which people are ridden are no longer pulled by horses, but are speeding at a new speed. The dream of Icarus 1 has been realized, and he can soar through space. Comfortable and convenient equipment has entered the homes of citizens from noble mansions; Water no longer needs to be extracted from wells or canals; The stove is no longer so laborious to light a fire, and everywhere is hygienic, and it is no longer dirty. Ever since they used sports to exercise their bodies, people have become more beautiful, stronger, and healthier. Deformed, crippled, enlarged thyroid, severed limbs and legs are becoming increasingly rare on the streets, and all these miracles are the work of the angel of scientific progress. The social aspect is also constantly advancing; Every year new rights are given to the individual, justice is becoming more moderate and humane, and even the problem of everything, namely the poverty of the masses, no longer seems insurmountable. An increasingly wide range of social strata have been granted the right to vote, making it possible to defend their interests through legal means. What is so strange that sociologists and professors are competing to make up for a healthier and even happier life for the proletarians, and so that this century is proud of its achievements, and feels that every ten years marks a higher level of progress, that one does not believe that there will be such a barbaric retrogression as the war between the peoples of Europe, just as it does not believe that there will be witches and ghosts; Our fathers have always been convinced that tolerance and harmony are indispensable bindings. They sincerely believe that the boundaries and differences between nations and sects will gradually disappear in common friendship, and that the whole of humanity will enjoy peace and tranquility, the most precious treasure.
It was a generation of people who had been delusioned by idealism, who had the optimistic illusion that the technological progress of mankind would inevitably lead to an equally rapid improvement in human morality, which seems ridiculous to those of us today who have long since erased the word "Taiping" from our vocabulary as an illusion. For our generation has learned in this new century to be no longer surprised by any outbreak of collective bestiality; As we await the day to come, when it will be even more notorious than before, we are skeptical of the teachability of human morality. We have to admit that Freud was right when he saw that our culture, our civilization, was only a thin layer that could be broken through at any moment by the power of destructive evil desires. We people today have had to accustom ourselves to living in a world where there is no foothold, no rights, no freedom, no peace. We have long since abandoned the belief of our fathers that humanity would grow rapidly and constantly for the sake of our own survival.
As long as we recall and think about it a little, we will understand: there were in fact two "terror years" in France. One carries out the slaughter under emotional impulse, and the other carries out the slaughter coldly and deliberately. One lasts only a few months, while the other lasts for more than a thousand years. One killed more than a thousand, and the other killed 100 million. But we are only terrified of that small, short-lived era of terror. However, can the death brought about by the axe in a split second be compared to the chronic slaughter of hunger, cold insults, cruelty and grief? Can the death brought by lightning in an instant compare to the chronic slaughter of cannon burning? The coffins filled by the brief age of terror could fit in a cemetery in the city, but we were constantly told to tremble and wail. But the real horror of antiquity, the indescribable and terrible horror, the coffin in which it was filled, could not be contained even in the whole of France, but no one told us to see the enormous scale of this horror, and to have the sympathy we deserved.