In the face of human nature, we are all helpless.

Marie 2022-01-12 08:01:14

I saw such a story two days ago.
A team of knowledgeable Chinese adventurers hungry to find the eggs of a group of nationally protected birds in a barren wasteland. They all knew that this was an endangered bird, so a dispute broke out among the team. Shouldn't it be eaten this time? I don’t know what kind of opinion has a lot of people, and I don’t know which kind of opinion has a clever tongue. In short, everyone eats eggs in order to save their lives.
Sometimes moral constraints are fragile, which is why we need laws.
But in the face of the temptation of life, what else is worth cherishing?
In ancient battlefields, in order to select brave army dogs, they put the newly-born puppies together. They were forced to kill each other because of hunger, and what was left was the best and brave one.
Is the survival of the fittest based on the desire for life a law of nature or a despicable method?
In the opening story, is this group of explorers right or wrong? Maybe they made another dodo-like species; maybe, those birds saved human lives.
Is their behavior correct? From a probabilistic point of view, with so many humans, the lives of endangered birds seem to be more precious. But we have been educated since 200 years ago, and lives are created equal.
If this is the case, is the Nazi massacre contrary to human morality?
If this is the case, is the abuse of the Nazis contrary to human sounding?
Putting this aside, have we used the strength of species to deprive other species of the right to survive?
Margaret Atwood said in "A Woman Who Can Eat": "Hunger is a more basic need than love. You know, Florence. Nightingale wants to eat people."
In the face of hunger, the evil within, and the spiral of silence, explorers choose to eat eggs, while the Nazis choose to massacre.
"When memories go back to the past, we pretend to be hopeful, as if we and the victims who were concealed in the camp are cured. We pretend that it will only happen once at a time in one place. We are blind to our surroundings and pretend not to hear humans. Keep crying."
The European soldiers who broke into the concentration camp were shocked by the tragedy, so Germany still lives in the shadow of the post-war period. And most of them have not come to China, have never been to Nanjing, that piece of land that was once peaceful and now seems to be peaceful, that piece of land that can be reached by national highways and provincial highways, that piece of land that still smells bloody. Land, so did they condone the Japanese Nazis to deny their crimes?
I don't know how many stars to give this documentary. I am amazed at its truth, and disgusting at the ugliness in human nature.
In the face of human nature, we are all helpless.

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Extended Reading
  • Rosanna 2022-04-21 09:03:01

    A return and questioning that is doomed to be fruitless since the beginning of the day, the insurmountable gap between the archives and the truth is more profoundly revealed by the stacking of numerous visual evidences. Compared with the images that are still dripping with blood even though they are engraved on black and white film, what is even more reflective is the "normalization" and standardization of the design and operation of the concentration camp by the Nazis - the concentration camp as a large prison pretends to be a normal one to cover up its essence. The city even designed a "prison" in its planning - the purpose of the existence of the prison in the prison is to make the real prison no longer regarded as a prison. This illusion not only acts on outsiders and bystanders, but also points to the interior of the concentration camp the staff themselves.

  • Cale 2022-04-22 07:01:45

    We are deaf to the pain of human nature's never-ending suffering. We pretend to believe that such a tragedy will only happen once at a certain time.

Night and Fog quotes

  • Récitant/Narrator: With our sincere gaze we survey these ruins, as if the old monster lay crushed forever beneath the rubble. We pretend to take up hope again as the image recedes into the past, as if we were cured once and for all of the scourge of the camps. We pretend it happened all at once, at a given time and place. We turn a blind eye to what surrounds us and a deaf ear to humanity's never-ending cry.

  • Récitant/Narrator: 1933 - The machine gets under way. The nation must all sing the same song, with no wrong notes.