Chapter 13 Chapter 12 Do you really want to know the truth?

"Do you really want to know the truth?" "Of course." Nick's eyes lit up. "The truth is you're suffering from psychotic paranoia, and you'd better see a psychiatrist." I was blunt.Nick didn't object to my words. To him, the truth was not important. The important thing was that he wanted to get out of this nightmare torture as soon as possible.Nick's logic sounds fun, but to Nick, it's a nightmare. Another type of mentally ill patient I asked Americans the question "Who in the United States is happy about the '9.11' horror?" Most Americans are naturally patriotic, and their first reaction to this question is "How is this possible? "

As I pointed out earlier, some Native Americans cheered for this, and some African-Americans believed that they had the same history of being oppressed by whites as Native Americans, so some African-Americans also cheered for this.But if you want to ask if there are any white Americans applauding this event, most Americans think it is impossible, but I have met two. One of my white American friends, Cole, is a master at playing stocks. After "9.11", the U.S. stock market was suspended, and most people have the impression that those who play stocks are in a terrible situation.I called Cole and the dude laughed out loud on the phone.

"You know? If I really shouldn't say that I love that bastard grandson of Osama bin Laden, I really don't know what to say right now." "You mean you want to thank bin Laden?" "Don't say that, it sounds like I'm very unpatriotic." "You talk like you're rich." "Yes, I have made a fortune." "You short?" "That's right, I made a huge short order three days before '9·11', and I can make a lot of money with this short order after the stock market reopens." "The U.S. government calls on everyone to buy patriotic stocks. Will you buy back your empty orders as soon as possible?"

"You don't understand this. The stock market is like a battlefield, and there is no such thing as patriotism. You are going to buy patriotic stocks when you see the stock market will plummet. Who do you think you are? Bill Gates?" "You're short, what do you do?" "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for bears. If you don't kill now, when will you wait?" "Listen to your tone, you have to increase your short position." "Of course I have to increase the price. I want to take out all the money at the bottom of the box to short." Cole's words were murderous.

"Cole, will this be considered unpatriotic by the Americans?" I asked. Cole smiled slyly: "Some things can only be done but not said. I don't think there is anything unpatriotic in my doing so. The short sellers in the US stock market are by no means the evil forces you imagined. It is a balance of yin and yang. .” Cole proudly used the Chinese principle of yin and yang to explain his behavior of taking advantage of fire and robbery. A few days later, the stock market opened sharply lower.The TV commentary said that the stock market did not appear the "patriotic stock market" market that everyone expected, and I know that Cole is a part of the credit for this.

Another white American friend of mine, Jason, lives near the World Trade Center.Jason's life is a standard New York hippie life, the bad side can be said to be full of five poisons, and the good side is old-fashioned.Playing with photography on weekdays can be regarded as half an artist. At the time of "9.11", Jason was reading a newspaper in a coffee shop near the World Trade Center.Immediately after the terrorist attack, Jason ran home, took out his precious camera, and went straight to the scene to capture pictures.With his gangster skills, he actually rushed inside the cordon.A firefighter saw Jason scurrying forward, grabbed Jason and ordered him to leave the scene.Jason still wanted to quibble, a policeman heard the news and forced Jason out of the scene, but the firefighter who caught Jason entered the building by himself.

Just as Jason was cursing, there was a loud noise, and the building collapsed from the sky, causing Jason to run wildly in fright.When Jason was sure that he had saved his life, he suddenly realized that the firefighter who caught him just now was probably buried in the rubble. A few days later, Jason asked me out for coffee, and he said he would show me the photos he took.When he saw Jason, he still had the same ghostly smile. "You only know the value of life if you save your life!" Jason said. "Sounds like you have a lot of insight?" "I learned a lot." Jason took a big sip of coffee: "I am ashamed of that firefighter for living like a walking corpse like me."

"So you want to reborn and start a new life?" "Do you think I still have hope?" Jason looked at me with a hippie face. "I hope it's in your heart, don't ask me." I played Tai Chi. "It's better for me to be a ghost." Jason suddenly laughed. "Then what is your ghostly mind thinking right now?" "Did you know? The basement of the World Trade Center used to be a vault. If anyone has the ability to get into that vault, it would be a big deal!" Jason's eyes glowed green, and his head moved closer to me, as if he was going to fight with me. I discussed how to rob the vault.

"Hey, buddy, you were still saying sorry to the firefighter just now, but now you are thinking about touching the vault, are you crazy?" I said. "It's not sinful to just say it and don't do it. Do you think no one thinks so? I thought about it and said it publicly. My morals are much higher than those who think in their stomachs. Tell me honestly, have you ever Ever had the idea of ​​a vault in your head?" Jason was very proud of his counterattack. "Evil thoughts are usually better left unsaid than spoken. Dude, America's Constitution guarantees your freedom of speech, but America's criminal law doesn't seem to like your bluntness. If you say publicly that you want to use the money's brains, Your troubles are coming."

"You're still amazing, I won't talk about it, can you, my dear FBI agent." Jason squinted and smiled. A few weeks later, Jason called me and said he was taking me out to dinner.When I saw it, I smiled and said, "You iron rooster, why did you suddenly think of inviting me to dinner?" "I made a small fortune, so please share with me, brother." "Did it fall from the sky?" "It really fell from the sky." "what happened?" "When I got home, I received a letter. When I opened it, it turned out to be a check." "City relief money?"

"By the way, my home is very close to the World Trade Center, so it is considered a disaster area." "What happened to your family?" "Catastrophe, dust disaster." Jason laughed. "How much did you receive in total?" "Twice before and after, a total of $6,000." "$6,000, that's unbelievable," I said. "Do you realize that this is a big deal." The green light of greed appeared in Jason's eyes again. "What do you mean by big business?" I asked almost knowingly. "Hey, I think many Chinese people don't know how to apply for this money. If you find someone, I will help them apply, and when the money is received, I will ask them to give me half of the money. Is this a big deal? " "Half the money, your heart is too dark!" "1/3 is fine, or 1/4." Jason's counter-offering attitude was quick and cool. "The social service agencies in Chinatown provide services to the public for free. If you can apply for money, the Chinese people will have no worse calculations than you. Besides, you seem to be suspected of breaking the law by doing so?" I said Tell Jason honestly, Jason looks disappointed after hearing this. Not long after, the "Daily News" in New York published a long article, which specifically reported the cases of national calamity and wealth after "9.11".Interestingly, what Jason thought of was actually done by someone. On the night of "9.11", some people entered the disaster site with the intention of robbing the dead; some people entered the ruins of the basement of the World Trade Center through the subway passage and stole expensive watches; In these cases, the perpetrators were sentenced. I thought it was fun and wanted to know Jason's opinion, so I called him, and Jason said on the other end of the phone: "I regret that I didn't really do it." "What? You said you regret that you didn't really do it?" Jason's answer was beyond my expectation. "I said about the basement vault, and now someone actually does it, which shows that my intuition is correct. I said that I can collect head money on my behalf, and now someone has done it. I'm just talking, if I really do it, You might be making a fortune right now.” "Why didn't you think that those who did it are all arrested now?" "Those guys are fools. We can naturally infer that someone must have done it without being discovered." "Why are you so confident that you won't get caught if you do?" "Just talking, after all, I didn't do these things." "You sound sorry." "Yes, it's a pity." Jason didn't smile this time, and I could tell he was really sorry. psychological center becomes depressed I have listed several cases of applauding the "9.11" terrorist incident, most of which are negative examples. In fact, there are also cases of applauding the "9.11" terrorist incident from a positive perspective. Kathy, the receptionist at the Fifth Avenue Counseling and Psychotherapy Center, said to me one day as if he had just discovered a great theory: "You know what? This horror is a bad thing and a good thing." "Good thing? What's the good thing?" I asked. "You don't get the sense that we New Yorkers are closer now, like family." "It's called the post-disaster honeymoon period. In just one month, you'll see if the relationship between New Yorkers has remained so close," I reminded. "This horrific event has never been encountered by New Yorkers. I believe that New Yorkers will become closer from now on." Casey insisted. Kathy said that not only to me, but to other people everywhere.In my opinion, Casey, the old New Yorker, is really naive. A few months later, the Fifth Avenue Counseling and Psychotherapy Center found a new owner.Soon, the three fires of the new boss reached Casey.Kathy said to me one day, "I'm so sad that our new boss is going to destroy our old tradition. Everything has changed." "Didn't you go around telling people that New Yorkers will become closer after '9·11'?" I reminded her somewhat grimly.