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给郭宝崑的一封信(2) - 文扬
Saturday, December 3, 2011 // 1:38 AM
Dear Mr Kuo,
Testicles.
Every state faces varying states of castration. Castration of human rights, castration of free will, castration of dreams, castration of identity.
In some places in the world, castration is much more straightforward. Your human rights, your free will, and your dreams are lopped off like unwanted penises of eunuchs. And the castrators will be deemed as brutal, barbaric, inhuman.
In other places in the world, castration is much more subtle. Castrated by our own nanny. Castrated unknowingly. Castration from the inside, where free will, rights, and outrageous dreams are removed even before one reaches the stage of maturity, even before one can reproduce.
An impotent nation. Incapable of dreaming.
Thats what we are. A society that is moulded and twisted ever so painlessly. Nudges and pokes that will never surpass our threshold of pain. The nanny that we trust. To the point where castration is deemed to be our benefit. To the point where put our castrators on a pesdestal to worship them.
I think no metaphor describes our predicament better.
Two testicles, mangled and massaged so painlessly to the point of impotence. Testicles that are just empty shells, already lost the power to reproduce.
Might as well lop them off.
Yours Sincerely,
Woon Yong
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