Chapter 13 refuse war

4. Refusal of war I have read a lot of books... However, like all autodidacts, I was never sure if I understood it correctly.Sometimes it seems as if all knowledge is grasped at a single glance, as if invisible branches suddenly sprouted and intertwined my messy books--then, suddenly all meaning eludes me, the point leaves me, and I am It was useless to read the same sentence again, and for a moment I couldn't understand it, and I was like a crazy old woman who believes that if she only reads the menu carefully, she will not be full.It seems that this combination of ability and blindness is the characteristic mark of the autodidact.Such is the consequence of losing all the reliable guidance that good education affords, and yet, nonetheless, granting the autodidact the freedom and generality of thinking that is freed from the constraints that official theories would create. obstacles and limitations.

This morning, I happened to be sitting dazed in the kitchen with a slim book in front of me.I let go of my thoughts in loneliness as usual, but when I was about to give up, I never thought that I would finally find my own teacher. His name is Husserl Husserl (1859-1938), German philosopher, founder of phenomenology in the 20th century. --Annotation, a name that will not be used on pets or chocolate brands, on the grounds that this name will make people think of something serious, difficult and Prussian.But that doesn't lessen my confusion.I think my destiny has taught me better than anyone else the importance of resisting the negative inspirations of the world's mind.Let me tell you this: if you have ever thought that an old and ugly widow and concierge like me could become a pauper succumbed to a humble fate, you must What a lack of imagination.True, I run from and reject war.But on the safe island of my mind, there is no challenge that I cannot rise to. I may be said to be a poor man in terms of reputation, status, and appearance, but in terms of intelligence, I am an invincible goddess.

So Husserl, the man I identified with the brand name of the vacuum cleaner, threatened the perpetuity of my inner Olympus. "Well, well, well, well," I said, taking a deep breath, "for every problem, there is a solution, isn't there?" I looked at my cat, expecting his encouragement. But the ungrateful fellow was silent.It had just eaten a large slice of rillettes, and then recklessly colonized the couch again. "Well, well, well, well," I repeated stupidly, staring dazedly at the ridiculously thin book again. Cartesian Meditation: An Introduction to Phenomenology.Just looking at the title and the first few pages, you will quickly understand the truth, that is, if you haven't read Descartes's "systematic method of doubt" against scholastic philosophy and theology, and put forward doubts about everything.But he also put forward the principle of "I think, therefore I am". --Annotation and Kant Immanuel Kant (Immanuel Kant, 1724-1804), German philosopher, astronomer, one of the founders of nebula theory, founder of German classical philosophy, idealist, agnostic, The founder of German classical aesthetics. It is impossible to understand the works of the phenomenologist Husserl.But it was quickly discovered that even if the research on Descartes and Kant's works had reached a level of proficiency, it could not successfully knock on the door of science and enter the temple of transcendental phenomenology.

It's a pity.As for Kant, I am a great admirer for many reasons. First, his thought combines genius, rigor and madness. Second, although his writing style is full of Spartans. It is an ancient Greek city-state.The Spartans practiced strict military rule, and all adult men were warriors, known for their strength and bravery. --The resoluteness of the translation annotation, but it is not a problem for me to understand his intention.Kant's writings are great writings, and I can attest that his writings can pass the Huangxiangli test successfully. The chrysanthemum test is astounding for its practical effectiveness in alleviating doubts.Its power is based on the observation of universality: Take a bite out of a fruit and people will understand.What do you understand?everything.Understand that the process of human maturation is very slow. At the beginning, people just want to survive, and then they accidentally experience a sense of pleasure and pleasure one night. Simple and noble things no longer have the original yearning.It is useless to say that in this world from which no one can escape everything is slowly and staggeringly decaying, but nonetheless, when one appreciates this pleasure and the extreme beauty of art, one understands that the senses can Bringing incredible pleasure.

The chrysanthemum plum test was done in my kitchen.On the plywood table, I put fruits and books, peeled a piece of fruit and began to eat, while enjoying the leisure of reading.If they can resist each other's strong impact, if the sweetness of the yellow plum does not make me doubt the power of the book, if the book makes the fruit tasteless, then I know that I am facing an important, It should be said that it is an extraordinary work, because there are very few works that can not be dissolved under the delicious offensive of small golden balls, and can not become absurd and self-important.

"I seem to have reached the end of the road." I said to Lev again, because my attainments in Kant's philosophy are so insignificant in the face of the bottomless pit of phenomenology. I no longer have a choice.I should go back to the library and try to find an introduction to phenomenology.I am generally skeptical of notes and abridgements that enslave the reader to a scholastic mindset.However, the situation is serious enough for me to hesitate any longer.Phenomenology has been eluding me, and that's something I can't stand any longer.deep thought three the strong in the world

do nothing they talk keep talking It's mine, but it's another person's deep thought.At dinner last night, Dad’s guest said something like this: “Those who can do things do things, those who can’t do things teach, those who can’t teach teach, and those who can’t teach should engage in politics.” All After listening to it, people all showed a deeply inspired look, but all of them harbored ulterior motives. "You're so right!" said Colombe, one of the most bumbling self-critical experts.She belongs to the group that believes that knowledge is power and forgiveness.If I knew that I belonged to a hyper-complacent elitist who had thrown away public property with hubris, I could escape criticism and gain twice as much prestige.My dad wasn't as stupid as my sister, but he was inclined to the same idea.He still believed in something called duty, which, though it seemed to me an illusion, protected him from the mental infantilism of cynicism.I can explain it this way: there is nothing more childish than a cynic.Because he's desperate to believe that the world has meaning, and because he can't let go of the stupid things he's been taught as a child, he takes the opposite approach. "Life's a whore, I don't believe in anything anymore, I'll enjoy it until it's disgusting." These are the words of frustrated, simple minded people.This is my sister.She was a student at the Normal University for nothing, but she still believed in Santa Claus, not because she was kind, but because she was naive.When Dad's colleague uttered that classic line, she giggled as if she had figured it out, and it confirmed what I had long believed: Colombe was a complete loser.

But for me, I think that this sentence is truly thoughtful, precisely because of its incorrectness, which can be said to be a kind of incomplete correctness.That doesn't mean that what we believed in the first place was also wrong.In social class, if our promotion is proportional to incompetence, I can guarantee that the earth will not turn the same as it does now.But that's not the problem.The meaning of this sentence is not to say that as long as the incompetent will have the supremacy, but to say that there is nothing more ruthless and unfair than human society: human beings live in a world controlled by words rather than actions. The top talent in this world is the mastery of language.It's horrifying, in fact, that the most gifted of us, the most instinctive among us, are, in fact, primates who started out eating, sleeping, procreating, conquering, and defending territories. Others cheat, and the latter are good at speaking nice words but incapable of protecting a garden from being trampled, hunting a hare for dinner, or breeding properly.Humans live in a world ruled by the weak.It is an insult to our animal nature, a perversion, and a profound departure.