[Kasinski, with an IQ of 167, received a PhD in Mathematics from Harvard University at the age of 20, shy, introverted, and genius. 】
Your name is Ted, Ted Kaczynski, your alternate identity, the ultimate murderer of the school flight bombing.
They call you a terrorist, they call you Ludd, or extreme environmentalism.
You live in seclusion, living alone in the forest, occasionally tutoring the little boys in town. You live in distress, but you still do your best to help others.
You are not good at words and are ashamed to express. Your 56-page paper "On Industrial Society and Its Future" can be understood by very few people and cannot be translated at all.
I think, no one in this world should understand you. When I say nobody, I mean nobody. zero.
People in the world, they are the "sheep" in your mouth. They are unconsciously physically and mentally exhausted in a fixed life trajectory every day. They think that "Walden" is a beautiful prose, and that "The Matrix" is a sci-fi blockbuster.
They soaked themselves in Mimon-style chicken soup every day, brainwashed and anesthetized.
They were provoked and used by unscrupulous media, and they gathered crowds on INS and Weibo.
You want to wake them up, you go up and down with your writings, you pray for someone to look at you and listen to you.
However, the public opinion that is attached to by the public is all about competing for traffic, attracting attention, and gaining the right to speak. The general corruption of public opinion makes the media mean.
If it's not mean enough, it can't survive.
Honesty loses its value when everyone is lying.
When there is a fire at any time, hard work loses its value.
The pursuit of truth loses its value when one can only live by being humble.
And Kaczynski, you still long for the truth, you don't want to be a sheep, you forgive people, you want to set them free, but no one listens to you.
You walk barefoot on the dirt in the drizzle of the forest, and you look at the swirling sky in contradiction for many years. Until you send that bomb.
In 1995, the New York Times and The Washington Post finally published your book, and you went to jail.
Are these worth it? I flipped through the article "On Industrial Society and Its Future", the first paragraph was obscure and stagnant and extremely difficult to read. I once considered trying to understand you and go to see the scenery of the abyss, but the hard work on the way made me give up . I'm just an ordinary person, writing ordinary articles to remind myself of the breath that is still there and the hope that is still there.
And you, you were doomed to be lonely from the beginning, you kept the record of the most expensive FBI investigation, and you were willing to give up your freedom and live.
And you live, just to wake up more people.
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