Chapter 2 Cultural history sprinkled on the couch

one of Today is Father's Day.In the morning, Shu'er sent me a picture: the pink-blue sofa chair was covered with white flowers, there were three small embroidered pillows in brown, red and beige, and a newspaper and a book on the small table.Six lines of words on the inside page of the picture: Don't often say it and too seldom show it, but heres a warm greeting to make sure you know it - youre wonderful, Dad! HAPPY FATHERS DAY! The sixteen-year-old boy's family affection is as soft as water, and he is addicted to movies, TV, video recorders, records, music magazines, car magazines, female singers, playing ball, skating, dumbbells, and he still has the mood to choose such warm greeting cards and pictures, and hang them here with his own hands. In the heart of a middle-aged man, it really works!Although greeting card companies design a large number of "printed tenderness" to suit the season and situation, and the relationship between producers and consumers is always based on material vulgarity, the rewards that consumer products bring to consumers are mostly spiritual. fun of.Whether it is cheap sadness or cheap warmth, the scientific laws and economic laws of the technological age have never deviated from the long-established human laws. The needles pierce the weaknesses of human nature, and the pain is so comfortable.The success of television, the popularization of musical instruments, and the best-selling soap novels prove that the laser of science has shot through the dams of human nature, allowing the latent emotions and desires to flow in and out, turning them into torrents.In this way, rather than saying that traditional values ​​are facing a test, it is better to say that traditional values ​​have been sublimated to another level.Electronic music can play songs that hurt spring and autumn; Chopin can go to the fluorescent screens in the living room of every household to promote the salon culture of the crystal chandelier with fragrant clothes and sideburns; sixteen-year-old boys can turn on the music mixer in the bedroom Mix Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny into a soul-stirring "Pusco".However, this sixteen-year-old boy is still in the mood to choose a warm picture among thousands of "printed tenderness" greeting cards, and use the pictures and words rolled out by the offset printing machine to impress his middle-aged father who is as old as Tang poetry and Song Ci. heart of.

The future of technology is an endless mystery. second Human beings can only reorganize their dignity in confusion. Charles Newman's new book The Post-modern Aura: The Act of Ficton in an Age of lnflation regards all contemporary literary works as consumer goods in the economic market, just like canned soup, soap, peanuts, and bolts; Literature has been repeatedly devalued.He said that there are no great writers and great writers in the literary world anymore; since World War II, there has not been a single great literary work.Although the publishing industry has published an unprecedented number of novels in the past thirty years, people have also had unprecedented doubts about the value of novels or "imaginative literature" in the past thirty years.In the literature trading market, the result of interest competition results in a strong and contradictory phenomenon of supply and demand.With this phenomenon, the selling price of novels has indeed risen, but the value of novels has declined.Newman then accused literary competitors of all genres, including formalism, realism, avant-garde, neoconservative, neorealism, structuralism, and Freudian literary producers.From modernism to the "postmodernism" of the so-called "second revolution" after World War II, the oligarchic control forces in the market expanded infinitely, and the struggle between the left and right schools of thought lost its bearings, and they were reduced to the profit-making tools of oligarchs. There is no root in lobbying, and the entire literary creation cannot escape the frame of the accountant's account book.

Such an argument is, of course, the introspection and repentance of the humanities workers under the huge stone statue of the God of Science and Technology.Literary and artistic creation is the same as the creation process of handicrafts, and it is a "self-employed" business; what Newman is not reconciled to is that the economic monsters in the commercial age input the west wind, ancient roads, and setting sun of rural society into the button systems of computers, electronics, and video Go, let the numbers determine the strength of the wind, the fragrance of flowers, the thickness of the snow, and the brightness of the moon. From then on, human emotions and desires hover around the decimal point and cannot be overborn.

Under the illusion of science and technology myths, the theorists inside the gate wall of Red Brick College are constantly engaged in "de-mythologized" introspection work under the quiet tree of wisdom, making the final defense of traditional values.This is understandable.However, the fields irrigated by the blood and sweat of the monks in the monastery in the Middle Ages are barren; Newton’s apple tree no longer falls; the libraries of famous universities all over the world have shrunk the crystallization of human culture for thousands of years into microfilm; Turned into ashes, the spring silkworm is dead, it is useless to shed tears!The sound of machines in power plants and textile factories is the requiem of history; fortunately, the veils on fashion models in the spotlight circle still cannot live up to the primitive desire.Human frailty is eternal; Newman should be able to trust this layer of truth without frowning in front of the computer.

third The powder-blue sofa chair is covered with white flowers, and there are three small embroidered pillows in brown, red, and beige on the chair. On the small table, there is a newspaper and a book.The 16-year-old boy is sitting on the sofa watching TV, his eyes are full of confusion: the future of science and technology is just like his future, it is an endless mystery, and it will always teach people the joy of anticipation: ten or twenty years later What kind of holiday card will his son give him on Father's Day?