Chapter Ninety-Four: A Chat with the Philosophical Driver
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"That's it!" Many people in the dragon group said in unison.
"This time it is also high-risk and high-reward, everyone I will wait for you for half a day, until 7 pm Italian time today."
After Bai Mo finished speaking, he hung up the phone, then quickly packed his luggage and began to go to Shaowofu.
He had just made another fortune and boldly chartered a car, although it would definitely be faster if he walked on two legs, but it was too fast to wait in Shaowofu, and it was better to sit comfortably in the chartered car.
"Rome is like that, and there is a tsunami around it, haven't you been in chaos?" Bai Mo accosted the driver.
"Some people who saw the news and thought they were going to fight a nuclear war went to the supermarket to buy them frantically, and as for my neighbor who thought he was going to end the world, he simply drove his car and fled to the Alps, and he felt that the flood should not be able to drown."
"No one is making trouble?"
"Of course there is, but before the police have acted, they will be suppressed by our 'second government'."
"The Second Minister? You mean, mafia? Bai Mo continued to ask.
"That's right, who else is the second government of Italy, aren't they?" The driver continued to joke, "If the society is in chaos, who will they go to collect protection money, and who will the loan shark ask for money, and how many people can be supported by robbery alone, and the underworld will also have to eat." And if the social order is chaotic, why do you have to be the eldest brother and I am the younger brother, everyone takes a knife and fights each other and doesn't know who is dead and who is alive. β
"Protection money is reasonable, but usury seems a bit far-fetched."
The driver snorted over to hide the embarrassment that he couldn't explain, and continued to say with his eyebrows fluttering.
"In the final analysis, the underworld is also implementing its own set of order, if it is really completely isolated between people as described in those post-apocalyptic novels, if nothing else, just the group of addicts who have no source of drugs will have to explode, and Sicily is not a place to grow poppies after all!"
"But those guys who have lost half of their brains by poisonous insects shouldn't have thought of this." Bai Mo asked with a smile.
"Of course, they don't think so far, and if they have time, they might as well think about where to make some money to make themselves a little more managed, but the big leader who controls the sales network is different, and can stand in that position, this bit of foresight must still exist, and their huge interests are based on the society or in the effective operation, as vested interests, they will naturally do their best to maintain order, at least on the surface."
"It doesn't feel like you're talking like an ordinary driver."
"The contemptible man is a doctor of philosophy at the Florentine Academy, and his main direction is political philosophy, but my wife said that I would only blow some things I don't know what they were all day long, and I couldn't make any money, so my side hustle became a driver."
"Haha!" Bai Mo smiled again and didn't comment.
"Sir, our situation in Italy is quite special, I don't know what the situation is in your country."
"From the TV, it should be fine, but a few areas are a little messy."
"Understandably, careerists are everywhere, but it seems to have been chosen at the wrong time."
"What do you mean by that?"
"According to the news I saw on the Internet, a war correspondent uploaded a video of risking death on Youtu, in which the Maoist Russian army directly dropped a number of nuclear bombs on the place where the guerrillas were entrenched, and almost emptied the rebels and all the local people who supported the rebels in one fell swoop.
"All countries are focusing on disaster relief and stabilizing the domestic environment, how can there be air traffic management abroad, tens of millions of their own family members have died, and hundreds of thousands of outsiders have died, which is multiple numbers, in the final analysis, no matter how many deaths there are, they are not their own people, and they don't do anything."
"This way of maintaining stability is also a must, worthy of a fighting nation, taking advantage of the fact that all countries are numb to the dead, such a play will uproot the rebels who have disgusted them for many years, I don't know what about China." Bai Mo thought in his heart.
"It's been a long time since I've talked so happily, and the people around me know my temperament, and I try my best to avoid provoking conversations, and I'm embarrassed to keep chasing them, and foreign tourists rarely talk to the driver like you." The driver said a little aggrieved.
Bai Mo suddenly found that he didn't know what to say, so he had to continue smiling.
The driver continued to chatter: "The world is going to change, the emergence of aura has completely changed the political direction of this world, as long as the gap in power between individuals has been divided, the future will inevitably belong to the strongest dictator, and this dictatorship is more stable, as long as the strongest person does not die, he still has the strength to suppress everyone, then his regime is still unbreakable, and the possibility of a coup d'Γ©tat will become very low." I suddenly remembered Cicero's saying, 'The strong do whatever they want, and the weak obey it.'" β
The driver's emotion seemed to be endless, but Bai Mo was not impatient, but listened to his words while enjoying the scenery along the way.
"Do you think it's good for the strong to be dictatorial?" Bai Mo asked the driver who was angry and pointing at the country.
"How can the system be generalized, the complexity of human nature leads to the complexity of analysis. There are people who plan to build an ideal country in their own minds, so that everyone can live in the way they feel is good. This is where the question arises, what if the 'good' behavior in the eyes of the strong is bad in the eyes of others? For example, he thinks that everyone should have the same values, outlook on life, and worldview, so that the contradictions between people will disappear naturally, and then he forcibly promotes this set, so what? β
"Philosophers really don't think about science in the same way we think about science." Bai Mo did not answer his question directly, but he had already silently remembered this unusual philosophical driver in his heart.
"You're also a scholar?" The driver asked happily.
"Natural science researchers."
"Nice to meet you, may I take the liberty of asking your name? My name is Degra Su. The two people with very different ways of thinking than ordinary people only found out at this time that the two of them had been chatting for so long and still didn't know each other's names.
"White ink. And your name reminds me of Socrates. β
"A lot of people say that, maybe that's why I went to study for a Ph.D."
"Ask a more private question."
"Huh?"
"Are you a capable person?"
"Yes, it's just a very useless ability, in my eyes, people with different emotions emit different colors of light. Angry people emit red, scared people emit blue, and regretful people emit purple...... The darker the color, the greater the intensity of the relative emotion, but almost all people's emotions are mixed colors, and it is too tiring to distinguish one by one. Degra did not shy away from saying to Bai Mo.
"So, what color am I now?" Bai Mo asked curiously.
"It's strange, I can't see the color on your body, in my eyes, you are just an ordinary person."