The Movie - [华氏9/11]

昨天晚上和我哥们看了[华氏9/11]，看完之后感触良多。
这片名是从著名的[华氏451]（我以前日记里提到过）里延伸而来，但电影和那本名著的中心思想是一致的，那就是反对政府的个人集权和言论封锁。

整部电影围绕9/11事件来表现当前布什政府的无能和贪婪。电影大致上是按照时间顺序把相关事件加以展开，从9/11，到阿富汗，最后是伊拉克。片子里揭露的一些东西我的确以前不知道，这次也算是学到点东西吧。

有些人会批评导演是biased，但谁不是biased????　任何东西只要有人的大脑和意识在参与和作用，它必定是biased。就像你批评一个人，说他不是perfect的一样，这种批评是没有多大意义的。

电影里我哭了好几次，很不好意思。第一次就是9/11的一些片断，把我的记忆又勾起来了，回想我当时感受和处境，我就忍不住了。第二次是那个伊拉克母亲在歇斯底里的诅咒美国的时候。看到一个母亲这样绝望，这样无助，这样的悲愤。。。尤其是她提到她们家已经发生了五次葬礼的时候。唉。。。第三次是美国士兵的母亲读她儿子信的时候。真是难受得不得了。。。

战争是残酷的，是真正对人性的摧残。有一部电影叫[The Casualty of War]， 是Michael J Fox演的关于越战的片子，里面就把这种摧残表演的淋漓尽致。那部电影的名字就是要告诉大家，战争里的损失的不仅仅是阵亡的将士，实际上所有的参与者，包括那些幸存者，都是the casualty of war。[华氏9/11]里一个士兵的发言很好的表达了这个意思：“I feel like a part of my soul was lost with every kill”

美国是个great country，我真的很喜欢。但布什这个阿史侯象个大猩猩一样四处破坏。他正在摧毁美国最宝贵的财富：民主和自由。像他这样的一个草包公子，如果连任了，我很可能会气的失去理智，到处撞墙。

他一定不能连任，一定不能！！！！！！！

The Power of Logic

终于看完了Assimov的Robot系列啦，好开心啊，好开心啊，嗷嗷嗷~~~~~

真是好看啊，真是回味无穷，他的小说最大的魅力就是逻辑的力量。故事委婉曲折，但一根看不见的逻辑纽带把一切都滴水不漏的联系起来。这就是我初中数学老师反复唠叨的“逻辑的美丽”吧。（每次谈到数学的魅力，老师就喜欢说什么逻辑是世上最美的东西。看老师说着要流口水的样子，我总怀疑他是不是暗恋过一个姓罗名季的女孩。）

我很喜欢古龙，也是因为他小说中的逻辑和推理，但和Assimov比起来，他就真是小巫见大巫了（我怀疑他的笔风就是模仿Assimov而来的，呵呵，怀疑而以，古龙的扇子别过来拍砖砍人啊），而且古龙很懒，结尾的地方很多都是粗制滥造，Assimov可是兢兢业业，越到结尾越是紧张刺激．

到底是Ｒｏｂｏｔ系列好看呢，还是Ｆｏｕｎｄａｔｉｏｎ三部曲好看？这是个很难回答的问题。我都喜欢！！！！Ｒｏｂｏｔ逻辑更强些，Ｆｏｕｎｄａｔｉｏｎ看起来更惊心动魄点，我是左揽右抱，统统喜欢！！！

My brief encounter with an Indian baby

On my plane back from CA, there was that baby....
He is a tiny Indian boy, sits one row in front of me and 4 seats away to my right. I was happy about the situation, since I thought I was at a safe distance away from the baby. But later on I just realized how wrong I was.

The baby was a monster!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He was crying, screaming, kicking, spitting, and cursing the whole trip!!!! (close to 6 hours) (Well, not exactly cursing since he can’t even talk, but for me, worse than cursing)
I almost snapped; I almost got up and talked to the mother calmly: “sorry, I have to kill this baby now.” There are moments at which I wished I just drop dead right now right there. I even had vision of alien abduction. Taking away by aliens was definately a better alternative for me. I finally understand why some nannies or parents chocked their babies. I know it ain't right but you gotta do what you gotta do. I have to admit that if the baby was actually with in my reach, I really don’t know what would happen (I guess some of you guys may end up seeing me on some breaking news yesterday evening).

I actually found a way to squeeze some amusementsout of this horrendous situation. I tried to be a judge to rate each scream, base on how high the pitch is, how long the scream lasts, and how loud it sounds (somewhat like Simon in the American Idol). The highest score I gave out yesterday was 9.6. You know, I am as picky as Simon and I don’t give perfect scores.

I always believe that the baby’s crying is self-defense mechanism. The sound is designed to be so annoying and discouraging that even the fiercest animals can’t approach the baby within 100 yard radius. If I were the animal yesterday, I would have ate my own brain out than got any closer to that baby.

I fucking hate babies on the plane!!!!!!!!!

One of the toughest questions I've ever seen

记得曾经看到过这么一个问题，非常难，非常难

If you have to choose one thing, which one will you choose
(1) Permanent Body-odor
(2) Permanent Bad Breath

嗯。。。。。为此，我不知道死掉了多少脑细胞
Tough... very tough........

I am a Piston Fan Now

Watched second half of the game last night, Pistons against Lakers
All I can say is "What a great game!!! It's fucking awesome!!!"
This is what I call basketball, and any professional sports in general

It's about desire, motivation, and heart
It's about how badly you want to win
It's about putting everything you have on the floor and fight for every second
It's about the physical play and energy surge
It's about I want to win no matter what you do

It's NOT about the fancy clothes that you are wearing
It's NOT about the fake smile on the face
It's NOT about the fucking bullshit "winning is not everything"
It's NOT about who has more championship rings on their fingers
It's NOT about the popularity contest
It's NOT about tomorrow.. tonight is what counts!!

Detroit destroyed Lakers. Lakers are old, slow, and over-matched. The cocky SOB Kobe looked like a total joke after some half-brained sports analysts hyped him to Michael Jordon's level. Karl Malone's dirty elbow could no longer intimidate anyone. Shaq was still strong, but again, last night just shows the fact that he was just another human being. Gary Payton was a lost soul.... I even felt sad for him. Lakers looked tired and played tired. They seemed to be content with the three rings in their pocket.

Detroit was a whole different story. I was so touched by the energy level displayed by Pistons. They are so hungry. They want to win so badly and they let you know by fight every possession. The offensive board was dominated by Pistons, and it wasn't even close. Pistons play like a team, they move the ball very well and they always find someone open at the corner. They are both speedy and strong, I gotta say "I love Detroit!!!!"

Lakers, I am sorry (don't really meant it though hoho). This year is just not yours.

常香玉

对了，有件事一直忘了写下来，就是纪念豫剧大师常香玉。

她在六月一号去世的，大约在一两个月前看“艺术人生”的时候看到过她，那时候还非常精神呢。真想不到，一下子就逝世了。唉，人生真是变化无常啊。通过艺术人生那一集，对她有了更多的感性认识。我很佩服这些有明确目标，并且将至付诸实施的人，她对豫剧的热爱和对祖国的热爱都是无以伦比的。当初她能捐出一架战斗机，这也真是太夸张了，我承认我做不到，打死我也做不到。（嗯。。也不一定，真要打死我的话，也许我狗急跳墙的会去不择手段一把，没准还真能搞一架回来） 真可惜这么一个慈祥的老奶奶就这去去世了。

我迷失了方向

考试考完了，我象在大海里突然失去风帆的船，一下子没了方向。
但是。。。。。。。。我就他妈喜欢这种没有方向的迷茫！！！！

终于又可以开始跑跑步了（礼拜天跑了半小时，现在腿还酸着呢）
终于又可以开始看小说了（爽啊，可以看机器人系列的最后一本啦！）
终于可以看传说中的South Park了（从哥们那里借到的，开心啊~~）
终于又可以玩点游戏了（玩星级争霸的时候，我老是说：“尽管我很菜，但是我和温柔”）
终于又可以飞去看女朋友啦（下个礼拜五的票已经买好了，哈哈）
我灰常开心！！！（我以前的福建roommate很喜欢这样说，呵呵）

六一儿童节，心中永远的痛

今天是六一儿童节，小时候的惨痛记忆不由浮上眼前。

每次儿童节的时候，老师总发给独生子女们五块钱的过节费，据说是因为他们符合国家政策，是好孩子（那时候独生子女还是不多的）。可惜我有一个哥哥，所以这五块钱是从来没有拿到过。那时候五块钱可以买好多好东西了，学校门口的卖小块糖的铺子，5分钱一块糖，好吃的很。好羡慕啊，每次别人排队领钱，我总尝试混进去，但每次都被发现，很不爽。不爽之余就生怨恨，恨我哥啊，总盼着我父母把我哥送人什么的，把这个念头尝试着和父母沟通了一下，结果他们反而扬言要把我处理掉，就吓得不再多言。

所以以后每年的六一，就只能眼巴巴的看着那些独生子女们开心鼓舞的样子，第一次感觉到二等公民的味道。