They come from the Kalahari Desert in Africa, a place that is arid nine months a year. People outside call them bushmen. They knew nothing about modern culture until outsiders invaded. In the movie, they are very simple. When Li Su saw a dead elephant, the first thing that came to his mind was to share the elephant meat with other families; he could run around to find his children; He must first help those in need; and he can be very clever to stop the fire on the prairie, can put his hand on the heart of others and talk to others, and can also cry...
Hobbes said that the state of nature is chaos, so it is necessary to establish benefits The Vitan government; Rousseau said that the state of nature is the golden age of mankind, the happiest age of mankind, and the childhood of mankind. I don't know who is right and who is wrong, but if this movie can be reproduced in reality, I will cherish the childhood of human beings like Rousseau. There was no privatization, no hierarchy in that childhood, it was more about the warmth and interdependence of the family. It's just that people always grow up, childhood can only be the past, and if history is progressive, then privatization or hierarchy or order is a symbol of evolution. Just like now, there is a country, a nation, a law, property rights, an official title, and a sense of time. Our freedom is increasingly changing from positive freedom to negative freedom, although some countries are still "voting with feet" and don't even have negative freedom. The freedom of Lisu is to eat and sleep when hungry, while the freedom of modern people is "not to exceed the restrictions of the law". Before the word "law" appeared in Lisu's language, modern people were already relying on it. Legal survive too.
Of course, I am not anti-progress, and I am not willing to live their lives. I am even more disgusted by some people who oppose the modernization of these people in the name of protecting the original ecology. They say that there has been too much modernization, and those areas that have not been developed need to be protected, and people in those areas need to stay there as antiques. Maybe that's how Europeans see Tibetans, their mentality is like this - I'm done with modernization, I want to enjoy your unmodernization and oppose your modernization. This is fucking blatant cultural colonialism. Why didn't you expect to maintain the original ecology of these places in the early years, and now when your brothers have divided the world almost, you will start clamoring for human rights and borderless, people's The nation-state has not been built as well as you. I used to say to a group of children who are descendants of the Eight-Power Allied Forces, that cultures need to communicate with each other to thrive, especially in the era of globalization. It is impossible for the government to protect a culture like a museum. That culture is lifeless. , that so-called "cultural massacre" is simply nonsense.
Although I've always acted 50 cents on many occasions, I'm really not 50 cents.
I'm just thinking that the diversity of this world is becoming more and more obvious, the gap between people is really getting bigger and bigger, and people are always looking at a lot of things with curious things. I certainly hope that the dream of common prosperity will come true, but the reality is becoming more and more pale, making me less and less confident. Africa is a magical place, but if I ever get there, my idealistic dreams will only be dashed. Matt says it's hard to be an idealist, like Jeff Sachs, but his new book is said to be more about the power he increasingly believes in. The plague of war, tyranny and poverty are not the state I imagined, and it is impossible for a city kid like me who grew up in New China to fully understand that set of things. Kenya, Somalia and Zimbabwe are not those news at all. The reality is more complicated, terrifying and helpless than I imagined.
Watching the moment my brother hugged his younger brother, and the moment Li Su was hugging the two children, I couldn't help but feel a sore nose. The mood was very complicated, super complicated. Sometimes the innocence never returns, just like the human society that is no longer in childhood is more sighing and nostalgic when looking at these simple smiles. But, after all, a movie is a movie, and the Cuban prisoner of war and that prisoner of war somewhere in Africa, holding hands until the final reconciliation, only appears in the eyes of idealists.
Reality is frozen.
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