Archive for January 10th, 2010
Frederick Engels 1845
Posted by Sylvia Xiaorui in Thoughts on January 10, 2010
Watching this video published on Financial Times Chinese edition recently reminded me Frederick Engels’ The Condition of the Working Class in England published in 1845. In Chapter The Attitude of the Bourgeoisie Towards the Proletariat, Engels’ wrote: “I have never seen a class so deeply demoralised, so incurably debased by selfishness, so corroded within, so incapable of progress, as the English bourgeoisie; and I mean by this, especially the bourgeoisie proper, particularly the Liberal, Corn Law repealing bourgeoisie. For it nothing exists in this world, except for the sake of money, itself not excluded. It knows no bliss save that of rapid gain, no pain save that of losing gold. In the presence of this avarice and lust of gain, it is not possible for a single human sentiment or opinion to remain untainted”. Reading these words after more than one and half centuries since it was published and more than one and half decades since I read in college, it is as contemporary and relevant as ever in today’s China!
As the end of the report, Engels declared the following: “If these conclusions have not been sufficiently established in the course of the present work, there may be other opportunities for demonstrating that they are necessary consequences of the historical development of England. But this I maintain, the war of the poor against the rich now carried on in detail and indirectly will become direct and universal. It is too late for a peaceful solution. The classes are divided more and more sharply, the spirit of resistance penetrates the workers, the bitterness intensifies, the guerrilla skirmishes become concentrated in more important battles, and soon a slight impulse will suffice to set the avalanche in motion. Then, indeed, will the war-cry resound through the land: “War to the mansion, peace to the cottage!” — but then it will be too late for the rich to beware”.
Let’s doing something before that happens.
Rereading Gilgamesh
Posted by Sylvia Xiaorui in Literature on January 10, 2010
Revisiting Gilgamesh has been an extended journey back to my memory started from the September night in the jungle of Amazon, when lying on the floor of the tambo with loud tree frogs singing across the river, twinkling fireflies flicking around, and beautiful mushrooms glowing under moonlight, I turned to M next to me and asked: ‘Have you read Gilgamesh?’
It turned out that the epic of Gilgamesh was mentioned at least ten times in the book M brought with him to the jungle. And since we came back to New York I found myself search information about Gilgamesh in all sort of formats, from The Teach Company’s lecture to BBC’s radio play.
So Enkidu died again since I am reading it one more time since my first encounter in college, and Siduri the woman maker of wine questioned Gilgamesh again besides the sea on his journey seeking for an everlasting life, the neverland of immortality:
Gilgamesh, where are you hurrying to?
You will never find that life for which you are looking.
When the gods created man they allotted to him death,
but life they retained in their own keeping.
And it ended again in the same way just like Don Quixote reading his own sequel, Gilgamesh told his own story and carved his own tablet:
Study the brickwork, study the fortification;
climb the great ancient staircase to the terrace;
study how it is made, from the terrace see
the planted and fallow fields, the ponds and orchards.
…Go to the temple of Anu and Ishtar:
Open the copper chest with the iron locks;
the tablet of lapis lazuli tells the story.
Or maybe it should end with advice from Siduri the divinity dwells by the sea at the ends of the earth?
As for you, Gilgamesh, let your belly be full,
Make merry day and night.
Of each day make a feast of rejoicing.
Day and night dance and play!
Let your garments be sparkling fresh,
Your head be washed; bathe in water.
Pay heed to a little one that holds on to your hand,
Let a spouse delight in your bosom.

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