﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:trackback="http://madskills.com/public/xml/rss/module/trackback/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/"><channel><title>C++博客-brent's hut-随笔分类-对影成三人</title><link>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/category/2886.html</link><description /><language>zh-cn</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2008 20:53:26 GMT</lastBuildDate><pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2008 20:53:26 GMT</pubDate><ttl>60</ttl><item><title>刘克峰：我的数学人生</title><link>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2008/08/18/59204.html</link><dc:creator>brent</dc:creator><author>brent</author><pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2008 03:33:00 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2008/08/18/59204.html</guid><wfw:comment>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/comments/59204.html</wfw:comment><comments>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2008/08/18/59204.html#Feedback</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/comments/commentRss/59204.html</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/services/trackbacks/59204.html</trackback:ping><description><![CDATA[http://www.cnjxol.com/topic/XingshenRostrum/content/2008-06/20/content_745216.htm<br><br>&#8220;初中时学习高中和大学的数学&#8221; ，丫的还在农村呢，哪里来的书? &#8220;微积分的思想。&#8221; <br><br>&#8220;按兴趣发展。&#8221; 和我初中时学物理一样嘛，可惜俺当年找不到书看，不然俺也是牛人了，哈哈。<br><br>1是兴趣，2是能超前学习。<br><br>&#8220;15岁上大学&#8221; 。真是终生教育啊<br><br>&#8220;两最牛逼的同学自杀&#8221;  经得起磨练<br><br>&#8220;不知道下一步学什么&#8221; 有人能在宏观上指导是多么重要。 <br><br>教育学生&#8220;只要告诉他一个方向&#8221;<br><br>&#8220;有鲜明个性的学生&#8221; &#8220;批评老师&#8221; &#8220;交大的计算机硕士&#8221; &#8220;成为世界著名的数学家&#8221; &#8220;两三年之内&#8221;<br><br>&#8220;奥数&#8221; &#8220;竞赛 &#8221; -&#8220;激励兴趣 自己买书 自己去看 自己思考&#8221; &#8220;没有培训班&#8221; &#8220;想好几个月&#8221; &#8220;做研究 想好几年&#8221;<br><br>&#8220;进入大学就是人生目标&#8221; &#8220;为父母读书，不是为自己的兴趣读书&#8221;<br><br>&#8220;美国孩子每天就是想着怎么去玩&#8221; &#8220;不重视数学技巧&#8221; <br><br>&#8220;小学一二年级开始，做一些研究性的东西&#8221; &#8220;展板&#8221; &#8220;演讲&#8221; &#8220;讲的能力&#8221;<br><br>&#8220;美国高中生压力非常大&#8221; &#8220;考试不比国内少&#8221; <br><br>&#8220;（电子游戏）小的时候没接触过，一上大学家里不管了&#8221;<br><br>&#8220;机械训练&#8221; &#8220;没有成就感 &#8221; &#8220;不是智力的表现&#8221;<br><br>&#8220;国内学生基础好&#8221; &#8220;微积分很好&#8221;<br><br>&#8220;缺乏自信&#8221; &#8220;请他们吃饭&#8221; &#8220;吃了很多次饭&#8221; &#8220;表达能力欠缺&#8221;<br><br><br>&#8220;数学学习的方法&#8221;<br><br>&#8220;超前学习&#8221; &#8220;预习&#8221; &#8220;学高年级的知识&#8221; &#8220;走在老师前面&#8221; 站得高看得远啊。<br><br>&#8220;做题太多&#8221; &#8220;不要为技巧而技巧&#8221;<br><br>&#8220;兴趣之所以能产生&#8221; &#8220;自己的想法能解决问题， 成就感， 觉得自己有与众不同的地方&#8221;<br><br>&#8220;拓宽知识面&#8221; &#8220;看得远一些&#8221;<br><br>&#8220;奥数&#8221; &#8220;很大的利益链&#8221;<br><br>&#8220;物理学家学数学的方法&#8221; &#8220;在研究中学习&#8221; 又是超前学习<br><br>&#8220;多看点传记，大学的时候&#8221;<br><br>&#8220;美国大学的培养方式：扔到水里游泳&#8221;<br><br>google, 线性代数 矩阵<br><br>&#8220;数学训练非常重要&#8221;<br><br>费曼？ &#8220;天才：脑袋里放几个问题，学到一个新的方法后把这些问题试一遍，说不定哪天就打开了，别人就觉得你是个天才&#8221;<br><br>&#8220;数学品味&#8221; 知道什么是好，什么是差<br><br>&#8220;研究 research&#8221; &#8220;反复查找&#8221;<br><br><img src ="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/aggbug/59204.html" width = "1" height = "1" /><br><br><div align=right><a style="text-decoration:none;" href="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/" target="_blank">brent</a> 2008-08-18 11:33 <a href="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2008/08/18/59204.html#Feedback" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;">发表评论</a></div>]]></description></item><item><title>Steve Jobs Stanford Commencement Speech</title><link>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2008/03/27/45517.html</link><dc:creator>brent</dc:creator><author>brent</author><pubDate>Thu, 27 Mar 2008 07:04:00 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2008/03/27/45517.html</guid><wfw:comment>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/comments/45517.html</wfw:comment><comments>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2008/03/27/45517.html#Feedback</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/comments/commentRss/45517.html</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/services/trackbacks/45517.html</trackback:ping><description><![CDATA[<p><object xcodebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab" height="355" width="425"  classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"> <param name="Movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D1R-jKKp3NA" /> <param name="Quality" value="high"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D1R-jKKp3NA" width="425" height="355"  quality="high" wmode="transparent"     type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed>
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<p>I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest
universities in the world. Truth be told, I never graduated from college, this
is the closest I&#8217;ve ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell
you three stories from my life. That&#8217;s it. No big deal. Just three stories.</p>
<p>The first story is about connecting the dots.</p>
<p>I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed
around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did
I drop out?</p>
<p>It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college
graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very
strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all
set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I
popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my
parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night
asking: &#8220;We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?&#8221; They said: &#8220;Of
course.&#8221; My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated
from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She
refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later
when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.</p>
<p>And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that
was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents&#8217;
savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn&#8217;t see
the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how
college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the
money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust
that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back
it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could
stop taking the required classes that didn&#8217;t interest me, and begin dropping in
on the ones that looked interesting.</p>
<p>It wasn&#8217;t all romantic. I didn&#8217;t have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in
friends&#8217; rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5&#162; deposits to buy food with,
and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal
a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into
by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let
me give you one example:</p>
<p>Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in
the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer,
was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn&#8217;t have to
take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to
do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount
of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great
typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way
that science can&#8217;t capture, and I found it fascinating.</p>
<p>None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten
years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came
back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with
beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in
college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally
spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal
computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped
in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the
wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the
dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking
backwards ten years later.</p>
<p>Again, you can&#8217;t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them
looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in
your future. You have to trust in something - your gut, destiny, life, karma,
whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the
difference in my life.</p>
<p>My second story is about love and loss.</p>
<p>I was lucky, I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started
Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple
had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with
over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation - the Macintosh -
a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get
fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I
thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or
so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and
eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with
him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my
entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.</p>
<p>I really didn&#8217;t know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the
previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it
was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to
apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even
thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn
on me &#208; I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed
that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to
start over.</p>
<p>I didn&#8217;t see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the
best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being
successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure
about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my
life.</p>
<p>During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company
named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife.
Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy
Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a
remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I retuned to Apple, and the
technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple&#8217;s current renaissance.
And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn&#8217;t been fired from
Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it.
Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don&#8217;t lose faith. I&#8217;m
convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did.
You&#8217;ve got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for
your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only
way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only
way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven&#8217;t found it yet, keep
looking. Don&#8217;t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you&#8217;ll know when you
find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the
years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don&#8217;t settle.</p>
<p>My third story is about death.</p>
<p>When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: &#8220;If you live each day
as if it was your last, someday you&#8217;ll most certainly be right.&#8221; It made an
impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the
mirror every morning and asked myself: &#8220;If today were the last day of my life,
would I want to do what I am about to do today?&#8221; And whenever the answer has
been &#8220;No&#8221; for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.</p>
<p>Remembering that I&#8217;ll be dead soon is the most important tool I&#8217;ve ever
encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything &#208;
all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure -
these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly
important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid
the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is
no reason not to follow your heart.</p>
<p>About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the
morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn&#8217;t even know what a
pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer
that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six
months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is
doctor&#8217;s code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything
you thought you&#8217;d have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It
means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as
possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.</p>
<p>I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where
they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my
intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I
was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells
under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very
rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery
and I&#8217;m fine now.</p>
<p>This was the closest I&#8217;ve been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I
get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you
with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual
concept:</p>
<p>No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don&#8217;t want to die
to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever
escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single
best invention of Life. It is Life&#8217;s change agent. It clears out the old to make
way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now,
you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic,
but it is quite true.</p>
<p>Your time is limited, so don&#8217;t waste it living someone else&#8217;s life. Don&#8217;t be
trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people&#8217;s thinking.
Don&#8217;t let the noise of other&#8217;s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most
important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow
already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.</p>
<p>When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth
Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a
fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to
life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960&#8217;s, before personal
computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors,
and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years
before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and
great notions.</p>
<p>Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and
then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the
mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a
photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself
hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: &#8220;Stay
Hungry. Stay Foolish.&#8221; It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay
Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you
graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.</p>
<p>Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.</p>
<p>Thank you all very much.</p><img src ="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/aggbug/45517.html" width = "1" height = "1" /><br><br><div align=right><a style="text-decoration:none;" href="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/" target="_blank">brent</a> 2008-03-27 15:04 <a href="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2008/03/27/45517.html#Feedback" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;">发表评论</a></div>]]></description></item><item><title>The world as I see it (Einstein)</title><link>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2008/03/20/44915.html</link><dc:creator>brent</dc:creator><author>brent</author><pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 02:13:00 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2008/03/20/44915.html</guid><wfw:comment>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/comments/44915.html</wfw:comment><comments>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2008/03/20/44915.html#Feedback</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/comments/commentRss/44915.html</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/services/trackbacks/44915.html</trackback:ping><description><![CDATA[&nbsp; What an extraordinary situation is that of us mortals! Each of us is
here for a brief sojourn; for what purpose he knows not, though he
sometimes thinks he feels it. But from the point of view of daily life,
without going deeper, we exist for our fellow-men — in the first place
for those on whose smiles and welfare all our happiness depends, and
next for all those unknown to us personally with whose destinies we are
bound up by the tie of sympathy. A hundred times every day I remind
myself that my inner and outer life depend on the labours of other men,
living and dead, and that I must exert myself in order to give in the
same measure as I have received and am still receiving. I am strongly
drawn to the simple life and am often oppressed by the feeling that I
am engrossing an unnecessary amount of the labour of my fellow-men. I
regard class differences as contrary to justice and, in the last
resort, based on force. I also consider that plain living is good for
everybody, physically and mentally. <br>
<br>&nbsp; In human freedom in the philosophical sense I am
definitely a disbeliever. Everybody acts not only under external
compulsion but also in accordance with inner necessity. Schopenhauer's
saying, that "a man can do as he will, but not will as he will," has
been an inspiration to me since my youth up, and a continual
consolation and unfailing well-spring of patience in the face of the
hardships of life, my own and others'. This feeling mercifully
mitigates the sense of responsibility which so easily becomes
paralyzing, and it prevents us from taking ourselves and other people
too seriously; it conduces to a view of life in which humour, above
all, has its due place. <br>
<br>&nbsp; To inquire after the meaning or object of one's own
existence or of creation generally has always seemed to me absurd from
an objective point of view. And yet everybody has certain ideals which
determine the direction of his endeavours and his judgments. In this
sense I have never looked upon ease and happiness as ends in themselves
— such an ethical basis I call more proper for a herd of swine. The
ideals which have lighted me on my way and time after time given me new
courage to face life cheerfully, have been Truth, Goodness, and Beauty.
Without the sense of fellowship with men of like mind, of preoccupation
with the objective, the eternally unattainable in the field of art and
scientific research, life would have seemed to me empty. The ordinary
objects of human endeavour — property, outward success, luxury — have
always seemed to me contemptible. <br>
<br>&nbsp; My passionate sense of social justice and social
responsibility has always contrasted oddly with my pronounced freedom
from the need for direct contact with other human beings and human
communities. I gang my own gait and have never belonged to my country,
my home, my friends, or even my immediate family, with my whole heart;
in the face of all these ties I have never lost an obstinate sense of
detachment, of the need for solitude — a feeling which increases with
the tears. One is sharply conscious, yet without regret, of the limits
to the possibility of mutual understanding and sympathy with one's
fellow-creatures. Such a person no doubt loses something in the way of
geniality and light-heartedness; on the other hand, he is largely
independent of the opinions, habits, and judgments of his fellows and
avoids the temptation to take his stand on such insecure foundations. <br>
<br>&nbsp; My political ideal is that of democracy. Let every man be
respected as an individual and no man idolized. It is an irony of fate
that I myself have been the recipient of excessive admiration and
respect from my fellows through no fault, and no merit, of my own. The
cause of this may well be the desire, unattainable for many, to
understand the one or two ideas to which I have with my feeble powers
attained through ceaseless struggle. I am quite aware that it is
necessary for the success of any complex undertaking that one man
should do the thinking and directing and in general bear the
responsibility. But the led must not be compelled, they must be able to
choose their leader. An autocratic system of coercion, in my opinion,
soon degenerates. For force always attracts men of low morality, and I
believe it to be an invariable rule that tyrants of genius are
succeeded by scoundrels. For this reason I have always been
passionately opposed to systems such as we see in Italy and Russia
to-day. The thing that has brought discredit upon the prevailing form
of democracy in Europe to-day is not to be laid to the door of the
democratic idea as such, but to lack of stability on the part of the
heads of governments and to the impersonal character of the electoral
system. I believe that in this respect the United States of America
have found the right way. They have a responsible President who is
elected for a sufficiently long period and has sufficient powers to be
really responsible. On the other hand, what I value in our political
system is the more extensive provision that it makes for the individual
in case of illness or need. The really valuable thing in a pageant of
human life seems to me not the State but the creative, sentient
individual, the personality; it alone creates the noble and the
sublime, while the herd as such remains dull in thought and dull in
feeling. <br>
<br>&nbsp; This topic brings me to that worst outcrop of the herd
nature, the military system, which I abhor. That a man can take
pleasure in marching in formation to the strains of a band is enough to
make me despise him. He has only been given his big brain by mistake; a
backbone was all he needed. This plague-spot of civilization ought to
be abolished with all possible speed. Heroism by order, senseless
violence, and all the pestilent nonsense that goes by the name of
patriotism — how I hate them! War seems to me a mean, contemptible
thing: I would rather be hacked in pieces than take part in such an
abominable business. And yet so high, in spite of everything, is my
opinion of the human race that I believe this bogey would have
disappeared long ago, had the sound sense of the nations not been
systematically corrupted by commercial and political interests acting
through the schools and the Press. <br>
<br>&nbsp; The fairest thing we can experience is the mysterious. It
is the fundamental emotion which stands at the cradle of true art and
true science. He who knows it not and can no longer wonder, no longer
feel amazement, is as good as dead, a snuffed-out candle. It was the
experience of mystery — even if mixed with fear — that engendered
religion. A knowledge of the existence of something we cannot
penetrate, of the manifestations of the profoundest reason and the most
radiant beauty, which are only accessible to our reason in their most
elementary forms — it is this knowledge and this emotion that
constitute the truly religious attitude; in this sense, and in this
alone, I am a deeply religious man. I cannot conceive of a God who
rewards and punishes his creatures, or has a will of the type of which
we are conscious in ourselves. An individual who should survive his
physical death is also beyond my comprehension, nor do I wish it
otherwise; such notions are for the fears or absurd egoism of feeble
souls. Enough for me the mystery of the eternity of life, and the
inkling of the marvelous structure of reality, together with the
single-hearted endeavour to comprehend a portion, be it never so tiny,
of the reason that manifests itself in nature.<img src ="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/aggbug/44915.html" width = "1" height = "1" /><br><br><div align=right><a style="text-decoration:none;" href="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/" target="_blank">brent</a> 2008-03-20 10:13 <a href="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2008/03/20/44915.html#Feedback" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;">发表评论</a></div>]]></description></item><item><title>well blowout</title><link>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2008/03/06/43821.html</link><dc:creator>brent</dc:creator><author>brent</author><pubDate>Thu, 06 Mar 2008 07:46:00 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2008/03/06/43821.html</guid><wfw:comment>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/comments/43821.html</wfw:comment><comments>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2008/03/06/43821.html#Feedback</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/comments/commentRss/43821.html</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/services/trackbacks/43821.html</trackback:ping><description><![CDATA[井喷的愤愤/才华？<br><br>http://blog.csdn.net/fudan_abc/<br>http://www.cnblogs.com/guaiguai/<br><br>http://www.oursci.org/ency/phil/020.htm<br><br> <img src ="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/aggbug/43821.html" width = "1" height = "1" /><br><br><div align=right><a style="text-decoration:none;" href="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/" target="_blank">brent</a> 2008-03-06 15:46 <a href="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2008/03/06/43821.html#Feedback" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;">发表评论</a></div>]]></description></item><item><title>LE PEUPLE MIGRQTEUR The Travelling Birds 鸟与梦飞行</title><link>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2008/01/17/41329.html</link><dc:creator>brent</dc:creator><author>brent</author><pubDate>Thu, 17 Jan 2008 05:44:00 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2008/01/17/41329.html</guid><wfw:comment>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/comments/41329.html</wfw:comment><comments>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2008/01/17/41329.html#Feedback</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/comments/commentRss/41329.html</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/services/trackbacks/41329.html</trackback:ping><description><![CDATA[To Be By Your Side_Nick Cave<br>
Masters Of The Field_Robert Wyatt<br>
Northern Bound<br>
The Crossing<br>
The Highest Gander_Robert Wyatt<br>
Beating Drums<br>
The Return Of The Cranes<br>
The Blue Thread<br>
The Red Forest_Robert Wyatt<br>
Like A Breath Of Air_A Filetta<br>
The Takeoff<br>
Amidst The Factory Smoke<br>
The Glider<br>
After The Hunt<br>
The Paper Parrot<br>
The Swans Flight<br>
Feathers<br>
The Wounded Dove_Gabriel Yacoub<br>
Off Camera<img src ="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/aggbug/41329.html" width = "1" height = "1" /><br><br><div align=right><a style="text-decoration:none;" href="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/" target="_blank">brent</a> 2008-01-17 13:44 <a href="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2008/01/17/41329.html#Feedback" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;">发表评论</a></div>]]></description></item><item><title>Polar express</title><link>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2007/02/06/18482.html</link><dc:creator>brent</dc:creator><author>brent</author><pubDate>Tue, 06 Feb 2007 10:39:00 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2007/02/06/18482.html</guid><wfw:comment>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/comments/18482.html</wfw:comment><comments>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2007/02/06/18482.html#Feedback</comments><slash:comments>2</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/comments/commentRss/18482.html</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/services/trackbacks/18482.html</trackback:ping><description><![CDATA[
		<font size="2">It doesn't matter where the train is going. What is important is deciding to get on.<br /><br />When a train goes through a tunnel and it gets dark, you don't throw away the ticket and jump off. You sit still and trust the engineer.</font>
<img src ="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/aggbug/18482.html" width = "1" height = "1" /><br><br><div align=right><a style="text-decoration:none;" href="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/" target="_blank">brent</a> 2007-02-06 18:39 <a href="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2007/02/06/18482.html#Feedback" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;">发表评论</a></div>]]></description></item><item><title>陈丹青：鲁迅是谁？</title><link>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2007/01/17/17717.html</link><dc:creator>brent</dc:creator><author>brent</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jan 2007 05:06:00 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2007/01/17/17717.html</guid><wfw:comment>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/comments/17717.html</wfw:comment><comments>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2007/01/17/17717.html#Feedback</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/comments/commentRss/17717.html</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/services/trackbacks/17717.html</trackback:ping><description><![CDATA[
		<p>鲁迅是谁？-----写在鲁迅逝世七十周年</p>
		<p>作者:陈丹青</p>
		<p>大家好：</p>
		<p>这是我第三次谈论鲁迅先生了。每次都是又恭敬，又有点紧张。昨天特地剃了头，换双新皮鞋。我不会当场讲演，讲到鲁迅的话题，尤其郑重，总要事先写点稿子才能自以为讲得清楚一些。下面我按着稿子念，再作些发挥，请诸位原谅。</p>
		<p>（一）</p>
		<p>鲁迅先生的纪念会，七十年来不知开过多少次了。在中国，鲁迅至今是个大话题。</p>
		<p>粗略说来，从鲁迅逝世的1936年到1949年，鲁迅话题为民族革命问题所缠绕；从1949年到八十年代初，鲁迅话题则成为准官方意识形态，在大陆无人敢于冒犯，在台湾被长期封杀。总之，“鲁迅话题”是百分之百的“政治话题”。</p>
		<p>八十年代中期，鲁迅话题逐渐被移出政治祭坛，挪进学术领域；九十年代迄今，官方对鲁迅话题开始了沉默、回避、冷淡的戏剧性过程。二十多年来，举凡重要的国家话题和政府语言，不再能够，也不再打算从鲁迅那里盘剥搜寻任何说法，鲁迅话题的庞大利用价值似乎走到尽头，由“在朝”转向“在野”，随即在学界与民间展开“鲁迅争议”，王朔，是这场争议的发难者。</p>
		<p>到了新世纪，“鲁迅争议”衍生了“还原鲁迅”的愿望。就我所知，不论是鲁迅的“捍卫派”还是“质疑者”，近十余年出版的鲁迅专著大幅度抛弃官方意识形态尺度，试图描述真实的鲁迅。旧史料出现新的解读，一些新的史料披露了。其中，最可注意的声音来自鲁迅后代：先有2002年周海婴回忆录《我与鲁迅七十年》，后有2006年海婴先生大公子周令飞同志在交通大学的一场讲演，这位鲁迅的长孙直截了当问道：“鲁迅是谁？”</p>
		<p>这可能是迄今为止关于鲁迅最为激烈而讽刺的发问。这一问，宣告七十年来我们被告知的那位鲁迅先生，面目全非。</p>
		<p>（二）</p>
		<p>我们可能都会同意，几十年来，中国历史远远近近的大人物几乎都被弄得面目全非。而鲁迅的被扭曲，是现代中国一桩超级公案。从五十年“政治话题”到近二十年的“鲁迅争议”，中国毕竟有所进步了，今天，鲁迅的读者有可能稍微接近鲁迅生前的语境。</p>
		<p>但这并不意味着鲁迅的“还原”。</p>
		<p>鲁迅先生的寿命是五十多年，他死后被政治化也有五十多年；鲁迅著作是一份遗产，被极端政治化的鲁迅是另一份遗产。鲁迅的幽灵、鲁迅的读者，七十年来始终在两个鲁迅、两份遗产之间游荡。</p>
		<p>这是鲁迅公案的一面。另一面，我们看看西方。譬如但丁、蒙田、莎士比亚、歌德、黑格尔、托尔斯泰、尼采、马克思……都是巨大的历史公案、文化公案，他们在身后被不断解读、塑造、发掘、延伸。他们属于不同的国族和时代，但不属于政权；他们对文化与政治发生深远影响，但从未被现实政治吞没；他们的主张阶段性过时了，因为后人接续了他们的文脉；他们历久常新，因为他们早经熔铸为文化之链与历史坐标。</p>
		<p>鲁迅身后的命运正相反：他是中国现代文学的头牌，但始终抵押在政权手里；他对现实政治其实毫无影响，却沦为政权的超级打手；他被悬置，但难以过时，因为他身后既不曾出现、也不可能出现等量齐观的人物；因此他历久长在，不完全由于他著作的影响，而是最高规格的孤立状态；他的全集一版再版，但与当今文化难以建立活的关系——相比被封杀、被遗忘，鲁迅身后的命运与处境更其诡谲，更其悲哀。</p>
		<p>七十年来，鲁迅墓前曾有无数革命者或权势者的鲜花，近二十年，煞有介事也罢，发乎内心也好，官方与民间不再主动拜祭。鲁迅清静了，不再被利用，也不再被供奉。这种暧昧的冷漠和前五十年炙手可热的“鲁迅政治”一样，都是反常与变态，是历史的冻结。目前这份已告冷却的鲁迅遗产，仍然是官方撤除之后的官方遗产。</p>
		<p>九十多年前，鲁迅的大愿是“救救孩子！”今天，孩子们的命题可能是：“救救鲁迅”！<br /><br /><br />（三）</p>
		<p>鲁迅身后的所有话题，是鲁迅先生的问题还是我们的问题？如果是鲁迅的问题，他的遗作俱在，要争议就争议，不愿读就不去读，无所谓还原不还原；如果这是我们的问题，那么，我们为什么要还原鲁迅？怎样还原？有没有可能还原？</p>
		<p>我想来想去，答案是：一，问题出在我们；二，鲁迅很难还原。三，要还原鲁迅和无数历史人物，有待于“我们”发生根本的变化；四，不论是良性的、恶性的、还是中性的，不论与鲁迅有关系还是没关系，这种变化的过程会很长——可能需要另一个七十年——但眼下这变化已初露端倪。</p>
		<p>所以重要的不是鲁迅，不是还原，而是“我们”的变化。</p>
		<p>以下试着扼要谈论鲁迅为什么难以还原，为什么这“难以还原”是我们的问题。最近，香港凤凰台就鲁迅逝世七十周年来访，给我一组关于鲁迅的质疑。有的早就听过，有的闻所未闻。记忆所及，仅举如下数端：</p>
		<p>1，鲁迅的思想可以商榷吗？2，鲁迅的精神是否被继承？是否值得继承？3，鲁迅喜欢骂人，是否导致人们在文革中互相攻击斗争的恶习？4，怎么看待鲁迅认同“无产阶级专政”？5，鲁迅的名句：“我向来不憚以最坏的恶意揣测中国人”，是否助长了中国人的恶？</p>
		<p>在半小时访答中，我无能展开谈论，现在顺着问题想下去，我清清楚楚看见，问题在我们，在那份鲁迅政治的遗产。</p>
		<p>其一，鲁迅可以商榷吗？这是典型的奴才思路，是极权文化才会提出的问题——所有人物与思想都可以“商榷”，理应“商榷”，但我不用“商榷”这个词，那是中国式伪争论的代用词，吞吞吐吐，躲躲闪闪。当“商榷”二字得以流行的年代，正是抹杀批评，禁止怀疑的年代，我们是思想被封锁被掐灭的几代人证。</p>
		<p>其二，鲁迅的精神是否被继承？是否值得继承？我的回答是：假如鲁迅精神指的是怀疑、批评和抗争，那么，这种精神不但丝毫没有被继承，而且被空前成功地铲除了。我不主张继承这种精神，因为谁也继承不了、继承不起，除非你有两条以上性命，或者，除非你是鲁迅同时代的人。最稳妥的办法是取鲁迅精神的反面：沉默、归顺、奴化，以至奴化得珠圆玉润。</p>
		<p>其三，鲁迅喜欢骂人，是否导致文革期间人们互相攻讦斗争的恶习？阿弥陀佛！这样的问题需要回答么？有趣的倒是看看别的国家、别的时代，文学家思想家怎样骂人——我不认为这是骂人，反而指为骂人者，真是一种骂。但既是谁都用这个词，姑且从众吧——太远的例子不去说，仅看比鲁迅略早、略晚，或大致同期的人物：有人问福娄拜最近在干什么，他说，我在继续诅咒我的同胞，向他们头上倒粪便；托尔斯泰一辈子骂人，谁都骂，骂皇帝和教主，骂莎士比亚和尼采，骂前辈赫尔岑，骂老朋友屠格涅夫，当然，也骂他自己；尼采的咒骂则指向整个基督教世界，他说，天下只有一位基督徒，那就是耶稣，而“耶稣教”是两千年来欧洲最大的政治……在中国，应该为温柔敦厚的良人们编一册世界文豪骂人史，虽然全世界没有一个国家发生过文革，那样人整人。</p>
		<p>这种人整人的恶习、模式、话语方式，在三十年代的左翼内部已经发难，成为五四百家争鸣的异化。八十年代出版了鲁迅论敌骂鲁迅的大部头史料，九十年代有一部书叫做《鲁迅：最被污蔑的人》，历历举证鲁迅被谩骂被围攻的史实。这里仅举一例，即在新中国文艺牌坊中仅次于鲁迅的郭沫若同志，即曾公然宣判鲁迅为“双重的封建余孽”。当郭同志出口定罪前，他自称几乎不读鲁迅的书。</p>
		<p>其四，怎样看待鲁迅认同“无产阶级专政”？是的，我们这代人都是“无产阶级专政”的子民。但不要弄错：从六七十年代的《红旗》杂志或《人民日报》通栏标题读到“无产阶级专政”这句话，和二三十年代在秘密书刊以及文人写作中读到同一句话，是两种读法，两种后果，两回事。是的，鲁迅曾是左翼阵营的大将——在他的时代，世界范围激进知识分子和艺术家十之七八选择左翼立场，譬如法国人文人阿拉贡、西班牙画家毕加索、意大利导演帕索里尼、彼德鲁齐等等，不仅左倾，而且是准共产党员——当“双重封建余孽”鲁迅先生晚期靠拢左翼，模写“无产阶级专政”这句话，不是出于政治信仰，而是再三目击“无产阶级”青年肝脑涂地，被枪毙。但及早道破左翼内部的虚伪、狡诈、霸道、浅薄，同样也是鲁迅。为什么呢？</p>
		<p>因为其五，鲁迅“向来不憚以最坏的恶意揣测中国人”——这句话居然“助长了中国人的恶”，且不说此话通不通，这是什么逻辑？莫非此后至今遍中国滔滔不绝的恶人们在作恶之前，都曾请教过鲁迅的著作么——恶意，分两种，一种是自知其恶，一种竟出于所谓“善意”，若是今天还有中国人以这样的“善意”去责难鲁迅，这善意，在我看来就是十足的恶意。</p>
		<p>不过以上的问，以上的答，都愚蠢，那是一笔现代中国是非观的糊涂帐，是不值一谈的常识问题。可资详实对照的是鲁迅时代与我们时代的差异，这差异，才是还原鲁迅真正的难处。<br /><br /><br />（四）</p>
		<p>以下粗略排列一组时代背景、社会指标与文化形态，借以提醒我们为什么难以还原鲁迅。</p>
		<p>鲁迅青少年时期，中国有大清政府，有康梁乱党，有孙中山革命集团，有无数民间集社，有列国的殖民地。鲁迅壮年时期，北方是军阀政府，南方是国民政府，江西是苏维埃政府；而军阀在各省据有势力，国民政府曾分为宁汉政府，许多省份还设有苏维埃地下政府。到了鲁迅的中期与晚期，中国粗粗统一，但仍有南京政府与延安政府，抗战时期还有南京伪政府与重庆国民政府；而在鲁迅居住的上海，有日租界与法租界。</p>
		<p>鲁迅在北京厦门广州上海时期，学界有前清遗老，有各省宿儒，有留日派，留英派，留美派，留德派等等，这些海龟派与今日的海龟派不可同日而语，各有真正的学派、主张和势力。政治流派，则先后出现过君主立宪派，共和派，保皇派，三民主义，共产主义，资本主义，自由主义，法西斯主义，民族主义，还有无政府主义——在座年轻人可能不知道，“巴金”的笔名，就是取两位欧洲无政府主义者的中文译名：巴库宁和克鲁泡特金，他比鲁迅谈论“无产阶级专政”还激进，居然公开顶着无政府主义者的名，活了一百多岁——最近中央电视台新闻频道一挡节目还公布了史料：虽然昙花一现，形同儿戏，但上世纪二十年代前后，中国的政党出现过上百个。</p>
		<p>鲁迅的同学、战友、论敌，有的是国民党要人，如蔡元培和陈仪；有的是共产党要人，如陈独秀与瞿秋白；有的既是国民党员又是共产党员，如郭沫若与田汉，有的既是学者教授又是党国重臣，如胡适之；当然，自也有许多无党无派的文人。教科书总是凸显鲁迅年轻朋友中的左翼人士与共产党人，察看鲁迅通信的朋友，却有国民党军人如他格外溺爱的李秉中；有鲁迅为之谋职，解放后被镇压的国民政府县官如荆有驎；也有先左后右的青年，如选择台湾的台静农。鲁迅与好几位左翼小青年从亲昵到绝交，但与国民党军政界或右翼小朋友反倒未有闹翻的记载。鲁迅的外国友人，则有俄国没落诗人爱罗先珂，有美国左翼小子史沫莱特与斯诺，而内山完造与增田涉等等日本友人，非左非右，并没有政治色彩。</p>
		<p>说到鲁迅与他同代人的交友范围，今天即便人脉最广，身份最特殊的角色，也不可能与社会身份杂异、政治立场截然对立的人群维持朋友关系或彼此为敌的关系。从五十年代到七十年代，朋友等同朋党，胡风集团、二流堂圈子，均曾获罪，关押自杀多人，株连千百。政治集团的类似案例更是不可胜数。八十年代迄今，则朋友关系大致是权利关系，或以升官，或以发财。相对纯粹的私人友谊勉强恢复常态，然而众人的出身、职业、观点或有差异，但我们全是国家的人，教育背景和整体人格，都是一样的。</p>
		<p>总之，鲁迅与他同代人的政治与文化版图，鲁迅与他敌友置身其间的言行空间，以我们这几代人同出于一个模子的生存经验，绝对不可能想象，不可能亲历，不可能分享鲁迅那代人具体而微的日常经验——当然，我们几代人共享齐天洪福，免于三座大山的压迫，免于乱世之苦。其代价，是我们对相对纷杂的社会形态，相对异样的生存选择，相对自主的成长经历，迹近生理上的无知。</p>
		<p>至于鲁迅的言论与思想，再早、再晚，都出不来。他的时代，是中国现代史国家祸乱与历史机会最为密集的世代，也是春秋以来唯一一次短暂的“百家争鸣”时代。倘若他被认为高于其他人，因为有其他人；倘若其他人不认同他，便说明那是群雄并起的年代。他身后被高悬、孤立，使我们只能仰望他一个。近二十年，那个时代与他对立的学说大约出齐了，然而最初的阅读形同烙印：我们读鲁迅在先，读其他人在后，听他骂人在先，得知骂他的文章在后。这种先后差异，不可低估。</p>
		<p>但这些都不重要，真的要害，是我们几代人早已被塑造为另一群物种。我们的思维模式、话语习惯、价值判断及无数生存细节，几乎无法与鲁迅及他的同代人衔接对应。我们的困难不是不认识鲁迅，而是不认识我们自己。要还原鲁迅，恐怕先得借助鲁迅的生存经验，做一番自我还原。</p>
		<p>譬如，鲁迅在中国数度迁移，但不必到派出所申办户口或暂住证；他与好几所大学有受聘解聘的关系，但从来没有一份人事档案尾随其后；他有身居高官的老朋友，但从未受制于任何单位领导；他被特务监视，但弄堂隔壁没有居民委员会；他的文章常被封杀禁止，但从未写过一纸思想汇报与书面检讨；他被多位友朋明攻暗伤，但并非出于卑怯的检举揭发；他被不同阵营污蔑围攻，但从未被国民政府“打倒”并发动全国性批判；他活在战祸频仍的时代，但从未领教过举国民众的武斗；他擅逃亡，但不是为了逃避隔离审查、监督劳动或遣送下乡；他活画出旧文人孔已己的凄惨末路，但对学者教授沦为囚犯或贱人的经历毫无感知；他为我们留下永恒的阿Q，但绝不会料到到阿Q同志后来可能当上役使乡民的村长，甚至县长；他私通乱党，名列通缉，但从未被戴上一顶右派或现行反革命帽子，所以，他不知道什么叫做被平反的狂喜与委屈。许多人讥嘲他是位“绍兴师爷”，可他从未经手一件我们时代哪怕最卑微的“冤假错案”；兄弟失和诚然是他最难释怀的内伤，此外，要论无可申说的个人委屈和无妄之灾，他身后的大小文人都比他阅历深厚；晚期，鲁迅主动阅读马克思学说，但从未被命令以唯物主义检讨、修改、以至公开否定自己的著作；不消说，他从未申请入党，从未听说全国文联与作家协会，从未被阻止或恩准阅读“内部文件”，从未由于行政级别分到或分不到一间住房，从未接受过哪位人事处科员的威胁或奉承；他的葬礼与为他抬棺的巴金同志的葬礼完全不同，不是国家操办；他被覆盖《民族魂》大旗的殊荣不是根据国务院或XX部的指令；当国母宋庆龄与国师蔡元培以私人身份出席他葬礼时，伙同沈君儒章乃器等第三势力，而葬礼的秘密策划与公开策动，是当时的青年乱党如冯雪峰与大批左翼青年。这些人的政治身份与社会地位完全不同，却堂而皇之站在鲁迅的灵柩旁轮番演说，慷慨激昂，公然咒骂政府的无能与不抵抗。</p>
		<p>对不起，还有：鲁迅生前从未见过粮票和布票。<br /><br /><br />（五）</p>
		<p>所以周令飞动问“鲁迅是谁”，鲁迅怕也弄不清“令飞是谁？”——令飞与我同岁同届，我一见他，除了头十秒钟惊喜，旋即发现他是我的哪位中学同学。我在他脸上搜寻鲁迅，结果读到所有老知青的心理与生理密码：十六岁我下乡落户，在赣南零上四十度的酷暑中割水稻；他十六岁当兵，在东北零下四十度的严寒中站岗；八十年代我去了纽约，他去了东京；在台湾，我有一位爷爷，他有一位太太，当初他俩在东京向中国大使馆与台湾办事处申报婚姻，两边的官员均不敢作主成全这对政治鸳鸯……反正令飞同志的成长与他祖父没有任何相似之点，却和我出奇地相似。</p>
		<p>我也见到令飞的爸爸。多么熟悉的老上海人。在他的回忆录中，许广平先生晚年经历了所有国家高干的悲喜剧，那是由人事处、房管所、中央领导、以及历届运动编写的曲折剧情。假如鲁迅先生半夜敲门回家，海婴母子必须花费无数口舌才能使鲁迅听明白——只有一部分故事早已为鲁迅所熟悉，那就是左翼分子的上纲上线、弄权整人。但他绝对想不到当年左翼小圈子的暴戾，日后竟扩大为神州大地数十年斗争生活，其中，单是“气宇轩昂”的左联“元帅”周杨同志当了文化部长，六十年代又遭报应的个案，就会使他大开眼界。</p>
		<p>这就是鲁迅决定拯救的孩子们。调动他平生所有经验，他也弄不清这些孩子玩得是什么把戏。</p>
		<p>七十年历史，是我们与鲁迅成为彼此的异类的历史。今天不论怎样谈论鲁迅、阅读鲁迅，我们的感知系统或研究手段，其实都很难真的奏效。在我们的上下周围，鲁迅那样的物种灭绝了——岂止是他，伟大的早期国民党人，伟大的早期共产党人，伟大的革命者与启蒙者一代，在今天的人群与人格类型中，消失净尽——而在鲁迅的时代，这些人不论为敌为友、为官为匪，但他们的伦理道德血脉教养，个个跨越唐宋，上溯先秦，同时，他们是中国第一代世界主义者，第一代现代民族主义者，第一代新型的文化精英和政治精英。</p>
		<p>或曰，难道时代没有进步吗？大大进步了。“革命前辈的鲜血岂能白流！”我相信诸位不会误解我在夸大过去，贬低今天。事物与人物需要比较，至少，一个物质的现代化中国足使鲁迅目瞪口呆——鲁迅早年在北平穿着单裤过冬，无缘享受空调；鲁迅坐车有感于道路颠簸，无缘驰骋高速公路；他主张抛弃毛笔，可未曾梦见电脑；他晚岁收藏不少《世界裸体美术全集》，可惜看不到今日的超短裙……一个价值迷失的中国也足使鲁迅与他的敌友哑口无言。不过他早经预先绝望过了，好像知道将要认不出未来的中国，他说过，未来是坟，坟的未来，无非是被踏平。</p>
		<p>西方人物的身后命运怎样呢？譬如，启蒙运动确实塑造了今日西方，尼采果然标举了新型知识精英的立场，马克思大大颠覆了资本主义。然后，启蒙先贤、尼采学说、马克思主义不断被后代展开、追问，并持续超越。当李维·斯特劳斯怀疑晚辈福柯或德里达的学说时，他知道审慎而准确地用词；巴特尔出道之书《写作的零度》旨在与长辈萨特辩难，而他最后著作《明室》的扉页，题写“向萨特的想象致敬”……十倍百倍于鲁迅耗尽心智的文化论战，在西方从未停止，那种激烈、深度、不苟同，尤其是丰富的建树，远远超过鲁迅与他的敌友。在西方，文人从未被打倒，而是被质疑；从未被神化，而是被纪念；从未被架空，而是实实在在地被试图理解、被持续研究。我所亲见的西方人谈起先贤与哲人，并不大惊小怪，只是平静而诚恳的尊敬。</p>
		<p>我们只有一位鲁迅。当我们这代人被纵容阅读鲁迅及不准阅读胡适，乃出于同一的原由和性质。而鲁迅死后，他的价值追求便被成功地窒息：或者割裂、或者歪曲，休想继续传递、提升、展开。他的大半命题在今日中国远未过时，却被迫停在过去时。同时，那份政治化的鲁迅遗产以不可抗拒的方式灌输至今，看不出停止的迹象——在中国，鲁迅和马克思各有分工：鲁迅专门负责诅咒万恶的旧中国，马克思专门负责证明社会主义的必然性。而今“与时俱进”的国情又将鲁迅和马克思的脸涂得又红又白，他们仍然被孤零零吊在中国现代史上空，既当圣人，又做恶人：不是吗？今日千千万万中学生大学生对马克思或鲁迅敬而远之，又不得不与之周旋：他们年年必须背诵马克思教条（俗称“马概”）以便通过政治考试，又年年被迫阅读鲁迅并书写读后感。什么是马克思主义？鲁迅有哪些价值？孩子们根本不在乎。在今日知识谱系中，马克思与鲁迅被重视的程度是半世纪以来最低点，除了屈就而厌烦，年轻人对他们没有尊敬，没有爱。</p>
		<p>这也是为什么维护或质疑鲁迅的种种絮叨，均难发生真的影响和说服力。我们既难消除鲁迅，也难以挽救他，他在我们够不着的某处，他甚至不属于自己的血亲：当周令飞问道“鲁迅是谁？”我猜想，他愿意强调的身份并非仅仅因为他是鲁迅的孙儿。他与父亲在家里提起祖父，恐怕不常称之为“爸爸”、“爷爷”，而是直呼“鲁迅”，正象七十年前周作人指着自己妈妈说：“这是鲁迅的母亲。”</p>
		<p>说来不仅是令飞的祖父，五四前后的重要人物都被架空了、作废了：梁启超、孙中山、蔡元培、胡适、陈独秀、梁漱溟、马寅初……这份名单顶多进入学术研究，不再发生温热，投射光芒。他们的命运模式是这样的：先是失败的历史英雄，接着，空留英雄之名而遭遇历史性失败。</p>
		<p>“鲁迅话题”不能只谈鲁迅。只谈鲁迅，将会加深他的孤立，使这孤立更精致，更难以把握，“鲁迅研究”本该是文化研究，然而我们时代货真价实的文化在哪里，拿什么去研究鲁迅——当海涅对哥德微妙地不敬、庞德改动艾略特的诗章、巴特评析纪德的文体、纪德发掘妥斯托也夫斯基的深度、博尔赫斯偏爱叔本华的哲学、昆德拉分析贝多芬的乐谱，他们不必顾虑种族与时空的阻隔，因为他们当然地属于同一的、有效的欧洲人文大统，不曾迷失于历史谎言，更不会在历史断层的深隙中，坐井观天；当以赛亚·柏林大范围质疑启蒙遗产，并居然从康德的线索中清理出民族主义信号时，他是在挽救并丰富前辈的学说，而他纵横捡视古希腊迄今的思想遗产，乃基于对西方文化版图足够的资格与确信。</p>
		<p>我们有这样牢靠的资格与确信吗？</p>
		<p>十月以来，鲁迅逝世七十周年似乎成为媒体与社会一组相对自发的话题，看过去显然不是官方纪念的老花样。可喜的是，当今中国莫可名状的文化形态，其表层，稍微有一丁点接近鲁迅时代的意思了：知识景观逐渐铺展，言论空间有限豁裂，开放的国策不容逆转，旧有意识形态在年轻一代相对失效。总之，这都是好消息——不是对鲁迅的好消息，而是对于我们。</p>
		<p>最近我收到几家媒体关于鲁迅的问题，重复道：我们为什么还要阅读鲁迅？我的回答是：一，不必勉强。当年《呐喊》《彷徨》再版时，鲁迅就不愿意，说不要用他阴暗的念头影响小孩子；二，七十年来的历史剧情是我们解读鲁迅的珍贵资源，因为他的光焰需要我们世代作有效的映衬。换句话说，第三，鲁迅早将自己烧毁了，他的价值可能照亮的，应该是我们——我们愿意被照亮吗？</p>
		<p>回到这篇讲稿的题目：“鲁迅是谁？”我愿去掉“鲁迅”两个字，改成“我们”。</p>
		<p>写于2006年10月12日   2006年10月14日在上海图书馆讲演<br /></p>
<img src ="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/aggbug/17717.html" width = "1" height = "1" /><br><br><div align=right><a style="text-decoration:none;" href="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/" target="_blank">brent</a> 2007-01-17 13:06 <a href="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2007/01/17/17717.html#Feedback" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;">发表评论</a></div>]]></description></item><item><title>愤青司马迁对“天道”的讥讽</title><link>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2006/11/01/14466.html</link><dc:creator>brent</dc:creator><author>brent</author><pubDate>Wed, 01 Nov 2006 03:48:00 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2006/11/01/14466.html</guid><wfw:comment>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/comments/14466.html</wfw:comment><comments>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2006/11/01/14466.html#Feedback</comments><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/comments/commentRss/14466.html</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/services/trackbacks/14466.html</trackback:ping><description><![CDATA[    老婆备课《伯夷列传》。史太公在此篇传记中不着重写人物事迹，而是发表了一大通牢骚和议论。老婆看不懂，求教于俺。<a target="" class="" title="" href="http://www.pep.com.cn/200406/ca504190.htm">文章可在此阅读。</a><br />    我看了之后发现：除了最后一个段落，每个段落作者都假装提出了疑问。文章大意是：<br /><br />    尧让位给舜，舜让位给禹，都庄重得要命，又是举荐，又是试用，试用了十几年，才把帝位传给他，皇权真是天下最贵重的东西呀。但据说尧最先是把天下让给许由的，许由竟然不要，竟然认为这是个羞辱，觉得无面目见人跑山里藏起来了。到了商汤灭夏朝后，要把皇位让给卞随，卞随竟然跳水自杀了，汤又想把皇位传给务光，务光竟然又跳水自杀了。因为不接受皇位而隐居，而跳水，怎么就值得称道呢？<br />    <i>(因为皇位都是暴力得来的，是可耻的史</i><i>。</i><i>太公牛逼吧，逆反吧？或者因为尧舜和尧舜之前的皇帝，是要负责任的，给老百姓办事办不好，拉出去杀头，禹的老爸就是治水不好，被喀嚓了。后来的皇帝真他妈爽，一个人快活，全天下受苦，他不需要负什么责任。</i><i>尧舜之后的皇帝，都是占了茅坑不拉屎，占了皇位不负责的。</i><i>)</i><br />    我爬箕山的时候，听说上面有许由的墓。孔子给古代的圣贤写传记的时候，关于伯夷叔齐的文章很详细，而我所听说的许由、卞随和务光等人，品德是何等高尚呀，他们的事迹怎么就没人记载没人传颂呢？<br />    <i>(因为名节需要别人宣传呀，这帮人运气不好，碰不到孔子给他们做宣传啊。)</i><br />    孔子说：“伯夷、叔齐不记别人旧日之过失,因此没有怨恨。”“他们追求仁，而自己也得到仁了，还有什么怨恨呢”。伯夷、叔齐的用意，从散失的诗歌里可以看出，和孔子说的“不怨恨”是不符合的，真是悲哀啊。伯夷、叔齐的传记说：伯夷、叔齐是孤竹君的两个儿子，孤竹君生前想把王位传给叔齐，他死后呢，叔齐要把王位让给伯夷，伯夷说：你当王是老爸的意思呀，跑了。叔齐这个糊涂蛋也把王位扔了跑了。孤竹君国的人就拥戴他们的另一个兄弟为王了。伯夷、叔齐听说西伯昌对老人很好，就跑去投靠西伯昌了。西伯昌死后，他儿子武王把他封为文王，举着他的牌位打商朝的皇帝纣去了。伯夷、叔齐就跑去死谏：“你老爸刚死，尸体还没冷呢，就发动战争，你这是孝顺吗？你一个诸侯国，一个臣子，竟然以下犯上，你这算仁吗？”武王听不下去：“拉出去砍了”，姜太公说：“这两个人很仁义啊，名气很大呀，你杀了他们会失去人心的，失去人心你打不赢商朝的，得不到皇位的，妲己那个美人就没你的分了。”武王想想，为了美人妲己，还是暂时放了他们吧。就把他们轰走了。武王打败了纣，取代了商朝，天下百姓就尊崇周了，周就是正义的化身了。偏偏这两个傻老头以此为耻辱，绝食抗议，说我们不吃周的粮食了。跑到首阳山去吃厥菜去了。厥菜能有什么营养啊，维生素和纤维素不少，但就是不能提供能量，两老头饿死在山上了。死前做歌曲一首，唱到：“爬那西山呀，挖那野菜啊。用暴力来对抗暴力啊，还以为自己是正义的呀。世上没有神农、虞、夏这些明君了啊，我们能去哪里呀，唉，我们就要死了，真倒霉呀。”，唱完，就饿死于山上了。这么说来，伯夷、叔齐究竟有没有怨恨呢？<br />   (<i>武王以暴易暴，伯夷叔齐怎能没有怨恨啊。)</i><br />   有人说：“天道公正，好人总有好报”。那伯夷、叔齐可以算好人吧？品节如此高尚，竟然饿死！孔子有七十几个成大器的学生，他单单认为颜渊一人好学；然而颜渊穷得要命，吃糟糠都吃的唧吧唧吧的，营养不良，英年早逝了。天道对好人的回报，就是这样的吗？盗跖天天枉杀无辜，吃人肉，穷凶极恶，成立黑帮，横行于天下，这样的黑手党头目，竟然怡享天年。这遵循的是什么天理呢？这两个例子只是比较明显的两例。到了近代，德行不好，无视道德，一辈子寻欢作乐，居然还一代代富贵淫欲。有的人遵纪守法，不乱说话，能走大路就不走小路，碰到不公正的事情就奋力维护正义，而这样的人，遇到灾祸的，数不胜数呀。我就疑惑了，这所谓的天道，究竟他妈的有还是没有？<br />    <i>(根本没有天道，老天眼睛他妈瞎了啊。)</i><br />    孔子说：主张不同，就不互相磋商。也就是各人坚持自己的志向。所以说：如果富贵可求，就算当马夫，我也愿意啊。如果富贵不可求，那我就爱做什么就做什么吧。天冷，才知道松柏不象别的树木那样凋谢啊。整个世道浑浊的时候，品格高尚的人才会显露出来啊。难道品格高尚的人能显露出来，就是因为他们重道德，轻富贵吗？<br />    <i>(一个人品格高尚的人为后人所知，只是因为他们品格高尚吗？)</i><br />    品德高尚的人死后，没有得到相应的名声。贾子说：“贪婪的人为财而死，烈士为名而死，追逐权力的人为权而死，平常人贪生怕死。”同类的人总是集聚在一起。云和龙一起，风和虎一起，圣人兴起，万物的本质才能被看清。虽说伯夷、叔齐品格高尚，还是因为孔子才有了更大的名气；颜渊虽然好学，也需要和孔子在一起才能为世人所知。居住在山间的高人，进取与退隐皆合于时宜，象这样的人，湮没无闻，世人都不知道他们，悲哀啊。平民百姓，想要磨练操行来扬名的，如果不依附于显贵的人物，怎能留传于后世呢？<br />    <i>(如果没有人宣传，真正品德高尚也是不为人所知的。名节，是宣传出来的呀。)</i><br /><br />所以这篇文章的观点是：<br />    武王以暴易暴，是可耻的。伯夷叔齐对这点是怨恨的。天下百姓拥戴周朝，以及孔子认为伯夷叔齐得到了名声，没有怨恨，是不对的。<br />    根本没有所谓天道的。好人好报，坏人恶报，是狗扯淡的。象我，这么个有道德的君子，到头来居然被宫刑了，皇帝老儿眼睛瞎了，上天的眼睛也是瞎的。<br />    一个人的名节，是靠人宣传出来的。象我这样，受宫刑而不自尽的人，死后是不会有名节的。但难道我的道德就不高尚了吗？<br />    皇权，都是用暴力夺取过来的，真正道德高尚的人都是以皇位为耻的。当皇帝的人都是不要脸的。<br />    呵呵，司马迁真牛逼啊，可以看得出来他是反皇权的，尧舜的民主政治已经不再了，只有一帮龌龊的皇帝在专制这个国家。<br />    中国历史上头号愤青非他莫属了。伯夷叔齐，也可以封一个中国历史上最早的“民主人士”的称号。<img src ="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/aggbug/14466.html" width = "1" height = "1" /><br><br><div align=right><a style="text-decoration:none;" href="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/" target="_blank">brent</a> 2006-11-01 11:48 <a href="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2006/11/01/14466.html#Feedback" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;">发表评论</a></div>]]></description></item><item><title>对中医的态度？</title><link>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2006/10/31/14412.html</link><dc:creator>brent</dc:creator><author>brent</author><pubDate>Tue, 31 Oct 2006 01:56:00 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2006/10/31/14412.html</guid><wfw:comment>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/comments/14412.html</wfw:comment><comments>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2006/10/31/14412.html#Feedback</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/comments/commentRss/14412.html</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/services/trackbacks/14412.html</trackback:ping><description><![CDATA[这年头，一个人对中医的态度可以看出很多东西。<br />很多人一听到反对中医的声音，就跳起来，指责反对中医是“数典忘祖”，这种人最要不得。每个民族医药的发展，都经历了从巫医到草药医，每个民族都曾经用草药治病。很多MMRPG游戏里面“德鲁伊”这个职业，就是专门用草药治病的人。而所谓中医，只不过是草药学加上“阴阳五行五味”等等这种古代中国的低级思辨而已。很多人说这很伟大，我说这很悲哀。在科学昌明的现代，还想用几千年前的低级思辨来解释宇宙万物？这不是猖狂是什么？现代科学家研究了一辈子都没研究出来的东西，一个老中医，用中华民族几千年前的低级思辨，就一下解决了？这种对祖先的盲目崇拜，责骂“数典忘祖”的批斗精神，是最典型的中国式傻逼思维。你祖先那么厉害，你怎么不穿唐装汉服，席地而坐？或者不回到更早的祖先生活的树上去生活？为什么不写甲骨文，非要写简体字？简直“数典忘祖”得无法无天了。<br />反对中医的目的是：“<span style="font-family: 宋体;" lang="ZH-CN">戳穿中医理论的的伪科学和非科学本质，希望国家能够完善法规，强制中药通过现代药检以减少危害。”<br />盲目支持中医，认为凡是中华民族的传统，就是好的，就不能用科学的方法去对待，那中医药就得不到发展，也为谋财害命的那些中医骗子们大开方便之门。<br />韩国人申请的是世界文化遗产，不是世界科学遗产。文化和医学不是一回事，对待文化和对待医学，用的应该是不同的标准。<br /></span><img src ="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/aggbug/14412.html" width = "1" height = "1" /><br><br><div align=right><a style="text-decoration:none;" href="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/" target="_blank">brent</a> 2006-10-31 09:56 <a href="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2006/10/31/14412.html#Feedback" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;">发表评论</a></div>]]></description></item><item><title>鲍里斯·瓦莱约(Boris Vallejo) 的魔幻插画</title><link>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2006/10/28/14323.html</link><dc:creator>brent</dc:creator><author>brent</author><pubDate>Sat, 28 Oct 2006 15:06:00 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2006/10/28/14323.html</guid><wfw:comment>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/comments/14323.html</wfw:comment><comments>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2006/10/28/14323.html#Feedback</comments><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/comments/commentRss/14323.html</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/services/trackbacks/14323.html</trackback:ping><description><![CDATA[如果你十几年前看过一本叫《奥秘》的杂志，并且喜欢它的封面。<br />如果你十几年前听过"猛士的士高"(Master Mix Disco)的磁带，喜欢磁带的封面。<br />如果你玩过游戏《魔法门》并且喜欢它载入游戏时的画面。<br />那你一定和我一样，喜欢鲍里斯·瓦莱约(Boris Vallejo)的魔幻插画。<br /><a target="_blank" class="" title="" href="http://vallejo.ural.net/">http://vallejo.ural.net/</a><br /><br /><a href="/aqazero/gallery/image/1276.html"><img src="http://www.cppblog.com/images/cppblog_com/aqazero/2885/r_dragon.jpg" style="border-width: 0px;" align="middle" /></a><img src ="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/aggbug/14323.html" width = "1" height = "1" /><br><br><div align=right><a style="text-decoration:none;" href="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/" target="_blank">brent</a> 2006-10-28 23:06 <a href="http://www.cppblog.com/aqazero/archive/2006/10/28/14323.html#Feedback" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;">发表评论</a></div>]]></description></item></channel></rss>