Chapter 2 Angry, no use?

Think about it, what would it be like to put a hundred chickens in a cage that can only hold ten chickens? "Taiwan. It's just such a cage: you and me. It's just a chicken with its neck strangled and breathless in this cage... ※ ※ ※ If you live in Taiwan, if you have not immigrated to the United States or Paraguay, if you feel that your parents will be buried here and your children will be born here, then this is a letter from me to you. After writing "Chinese, Why Are You Not Angry", some people shook their heads and said to me with pitiful eyes: It's useless to be angry!forget it!

They may be right.After going to China for ten years and returning to Taiwan this year, I have had too many "angry" failure experiences.Some are small frustrations that happen every day: At the post office window, I said, "Will you line up, please?" The man gave me a hard look and squeezed his hand through the window. Passing by a dog breeder, I saw a huge St. Bernard stuffed in a small cage; its nose and tail were pressed against the iron bars, unable to move.When I found the owner of the dog, I said in a low voice, "This is so pitiful!" He turned his face away and said nothing.The dog whined nearby.

Someone threw an empty can in Datun Mountain, I stretched out my head and shouted: "Such a beautiful view, don't throw the trash!" There was no reply, so I had to walk over, pick it up myself, and put it back in my car. Businessmen in the south slaughtered tigers. I asked the Environmental Protection Agency: "Is there no law to protect these rare animals?" The answer was: "No." Some are more serious and drastic failures: On the second day back to Taiwan, when the taxi passed the intersection, I suddenly noticed a man lying in the middle of the road, wearing a black shirt and black pants, wearing a bamboo hat, like an old farmer from the countryside, lying on his back stiffly.The chariots and horses passed him carefully and skillfully like flowing water, and no one stopped.I hurriedly yelled: "Stop the car quickly, I'm going to call the police!"

The driver spat betel nuts out of the window, turned around and laughed at me: "Forget it! He must have died long ago. What's the use of calling!" He stepped on the accelerator and sped away. The "English Post" published a message: If you find a "squid", please copy the license plate number and call the two environmental protection bureaus.A few weeks later, I called one of the numbers and was about to say "Squid" when I was interrupted: "Is there such a thing? Which newspaper published it?" "The English Post," I said, and rephrased.The other party was obviously at a loss and asked me to dial another number - another call I didn't know what to do.Finally, the person who answered the fourth call hesitated and said:

"Then you give me the number, we'll deal with it." I didn't give him the Squid number; I dropped the phone. For a while we lived on the tenth floor facing the street.After moving in, I found that the night stall across the street played drums and popular songs every midnight.So I called the police station every night; the other end of the phone always said: OK, send someone.However, standing on the balcony and watching, I knew that no one was going. After suffering from insomnia for a month, I directly called the branch chief and asked him to explain to me, a small citizen, why he did not enforce the law.The gentleman said impatiently: "This is the real situation in Taiwan, and it is impossible to ban it."

Not long after, I opened the door and found a man with a long face standing at the door, and said fiercely: "Wow, you can report it to the police. Let me tell you, wow can kill people, wow, don't be shocked to death!" Walking on the sidewalk, a taxi flew past my arm, and was immediately blocked by a red light.I walked over angrily, asked him to roll down the window, and said, "You are disrespectful to pedestrians when you drive like this; our society does not want you as a low-level citizen..." Ridiculous, intellectual tone, I know.When the light turned green, the driver parked the car at the intersection, opened the door and came out, guarding a two-foot-long iron rod, walking towards me...

Analyze these experiences.There are roughly three reasons why I failed to "get angry": First, there are too many violent people in this society, which is unreasonable.When the driver came towards me with the iron bar, I could only walk away silently.Second, our laws and regulations are incomplete.If there is no legislation to protect tigers, it is meaningless to talk about humanity and ecology with profit-seeking people.Third, those who enforce the law appease.It is clearly stated that vendors are not allowed to set up stalls anywhere and pollute the environment, but when the law enforcement officers themselves have no idea, what should you do?

These all caused my failure, but, you know what?These are not the main reasons.The main reason is that there are too few "angry" people. If I am not the only one who calls the Environmental Protection Agency, but there are 200 phone calls and 300 letters a day, do you think the Environmental Protection Agency can still hesitate?If I am not the only one who protests against the branch chief, but every citizen who is unwilling to be angered; —— can he still insist on saying "this is the real situation in Taiwan, China"?If the family that raises dogs has passers-by saying to him every day: "Change the cage!", can he still turn a blind eye?If this person named Awang was criticized when he jumped in the queue, and protested when he threw rubbish, how many times can Awang make a fool of himself in a day?

Think about it, what would it be like to put a hundred chickens in a cage that can only hold ten chickens?Taiwan is such a cage; you and I are chickens strangling their necks in this cage; we can neither change to a larger cage nor kill half of the chickens (however, our chaotic traffic It is very efficient in weeding out the population for us).Under such circumstances, if we want to maintain some basic human dignity, we have to rely on a reasonable social order.This social order not only requires us not to do things that harm others and benefit ourselves, but also requires us to stop others from doing things that harm others and benefit ourselves.You have only fulfilled half of your responsibility by not doing evil yourself; the other half of your responsibility is that you cannot tolerate and tolerate others to destroy the social order.

Recently, I met a European scholar who was holding an academic conference.Since 1960, he has come to Taiwan for inspections or meetings about every five years.Taiwan's prosperity is booming, he said, but Taipei is getting uglier every year.I smile - what do you want me to say?I have lived in New York in the United States, Munich in West Germany, Rome, Athens in Europe, Istanbul at the junction of Europe and Asia, Casablanca in Africa, Cairo in Egypt, and Tokyo in Japan; I know: Taipei is what I have seen The most lacklustre, ugliest, and messiest city.When I stood at the crossroads and saw the murderous faces rushing across the street in the smog before the red light was turned off, I felt horrified: What made this city full of violence and resentment?

But I love Taiwan, hopelessly in love with this land that I hate, because I was born here, because of my parents and brothers, my friends and colleagues, the workers at school who poured me a cup of hot tea every day, and the people in the market. The women who always give me two handfuls of green onions—they, and generations of their children, still have to grow and live on this devastated island.However, I am a "person" who longs for dignity; I refuse to live in the exhaust gas of locomotives and factories, the filth of street vendors and markets, and I refuse to live in a barbaric society where the police do not enforce the law and officials do not do anything. I can take out my passport from my wallet and walk away, but I am not reconciled. I don't believe that "Taiwan's real situation" is dirty and chaotic, and I don't believe that people's efforts can't change the environment. I'm not asking you to be a martyr -- martyrs are made by fools.See that man coming with an iron rod, put your tail between your legs and run!I just hope that you will not be superstitious about "submissiveness"; if Taiwan's environment continues to deteriorate like this, this place is really not worth living.I just humbly hope you do something "insignificant" every day: Pat the driver on the shoulder.Please don't get in the way, call the Environmental Protection Bureau and tell him that someone is cutting down trees to build tombs on the mountain in Danshui, and write a letter to the police station, asking him to crack down on the underground that has popped up out of nowhere under your house. A factory, picking up rubbish on a red brick road, helping a blind man across the street, asking the neighbors not to smoke, asking Awang to line up to buy tickets... I just want to be a civilized person and live in a civilized society.Are you saying that my request is too much? ·Response and Challenge· Get angry when you should be angry, speak when you should speak Wang Minxiong Reading the column "Two Writers on One Topic" published by your newspaper ("China Times") on November 20: "Chinese, why are you not angry?" I was deeply touched and pondered for a long time.The part of Mr. Long Yingtai's masterpiece made me, who has never been angry, feel ashamed and sighed. I couldn't help myself for a long time. I went to Beitou Golden Horse Award Theater in the evening to watch "Provincial and Hong Kong Flag Soldiers". The smell was unbearable after a while, so I mustered up my courage, ignoring the junkie in the back seat who had a girlfriend, and advised him to put out his cigarette and stop being ashamed.Not long after, I saw a bright light at the entrance. It turned out that the two teenagers lit cigarettes with each other as soon as they entered the venue. , so he got up, ready to go to Xiao Yiyi for a while.Unexpectedly, he took two steps, and hesitated again in his heart. In addition to being timid, he had an idea and went out to ask the theater administrator for help. After explaining the reason, the administrator shook his head repeatedly.Clearly stated that this is something "out of bounds", and there is nothing I can do to help.After repeated strong protests, denouncing it as useless and appeasement, he allowed the theater to print the subtitles in a compromise - please do not smoke in the venue.This is a personal experience, and it is also the conscience and moral courage aroused after reading "Chinese, Why Are You Not Angry". The matter is insignificant, and the effect may only be limited to a short night. Happy, proud, after all, I've started doing it, though still a little scared.Think about it, if in daily life, you, me, and he all abandon the ego and self-interested habits and concepts that have been cultivated since childhood, muster up moral courage, and deal with unpleasant or inappropriate things around you anytime, anywhere , have the courage to protest, dare to report and report, everyone will take care of this society, I believe that it will be able to accumulate and completely reform. Finally, I would like to remind everyone that nearly 20 million people live on a small island. If you never want to have a refreshing and happy living environment, please stop taking selfishness as a matter of course. Patience and silence are signs of cowardice. You should be angry. Get angry, talk when you need to, let's start today.