十二月 2007


在網路上看到 Adidas 在中國北京奧運的廣告,很好看!大陸廣告拍的還真是不錯…很有創意~

廣告

“Stupid people make money with their bodies.  Smart people make money with their brains.  Rich people make money with their monies."

這段話道出我決心成為資本家的原因!~

考慮了一個月,在 JCrew.com 看了好久之後,我媽買了這件外套給我當畢業禮物。從網路上打八折加運費加稅之後共是257美金,相當昂貴的一件外套,也恐怕是我買過有史以來最貴的一件衣服了… 但是料子真的很好,純羊毛,而且很重,非常的保暖。

從 Wikipedia 上面搜尋 peacoat,寫說最先是18世紀荷蘭水手穿的外套。後來歐洲各國海軍的制服都採用 peacoat 的設計,最著名的特點就是前方有兩排釦子。以美國海軍為例,他們的外套就是金色鈕扣的 peacoat。

一般在亞洲很少看到 peacoat 這種外套,不知道是因為不夠冷還是不流行,但是我從高中看到有人穿這種外套到現在一直覺得很好看。現在總算買了一件 peacoat,去上海冬天時就不怕冷了(我想裡面可能只需要穿一件就行了吧…哈哈)!

JCrew Navy Authentic PeacoatJCrew Catalog Authentic Peacoat

WordPress 是我常常在網路上看到的 blog,但是自己從來沒用過。在看到 WordPress 一些很精緻的排版之後決定試試看,還花了點時間把 msn spaces 的 blog 輸入到 WordPress。有可能以後就會把這個當作主要的 blog 囉~

3 年前的 12 月 6 號,我寫了我第一個 blog,隨後一個月就展開在 Cleveland 長達 7 個月的實習。

3 年後的 12 月 6 號,我考完了我生涯最後一個大學期末考。過兩個月後就要去上海開始工作了。

3 年,聽起來好像很短。畢竟,國中也才 3 年,國中 3 年對我來說很快就過去了。我還記得 15 歲那年,依依不捨的離開萬芳國中。那時候我印象很深刻的感覺怎麼 3 年一下子就過去了?但是大學這個 3 年,卻好像很久很久很久…回頭讀一讀以前寫的 blog,看到自己開始認識這個世界,遇到的那些挫折,問題,思考,等等,不禁覺得自己成長了很多。

即將結束在美國 9 年的旅程,以前常常會想來美國是不是正確的選擇?經過這麼多痛苦還有折磨,我想答案是肯定的。短期來講,我可能是停滯在原地。跟一同在台灣的國中同學比較,好像自己多了很多孤單跟痛苦,是在台灣 happy 的大學生無法理解的。隨著時間的過去,我逐漸見識到自己在美國得到的別人沒有的優勢,似乎對原來感受到的痛苦有那麼一點「值得」的感覺。但是問我若是能時光倒流,我願不願意做相同的事情,我目前還無法說我願意。

在美國學的是電腦。但是誠心來講,拿到美國電腦的一個大學學位,我並沒有太重視。反而我在美國學到最重要的事情是了解資本主義社會。不論是從學術理論的角度來講,還是親身體會「個人主義」的價值觀,我對美國的理解我相信比很多在中國台灣的人深厚很多。特別是修了經濟史後,回頭看中國人目前年輕人跟上一代的價值觀的衝突特別有感覺。經濟史讓我對這個世界豁然開朗,那感覺是我這一輩子鮮少感受過的。對於美國的價值觀,中國人的價值觀,資本主義,還有資本主義如何影響歷史,我好像忽然看到一幅地圖,讓以前困惑或是令人煩惱的問題都澄清了,讓我對這世界有種方向感。經濟史是我在美國最有價值的一門課。

帶著這些知識,我將去上海。去上海將是我另外一種學習的開始。在美國 9 年學習怎麼當美國人,學習美國人怎麼思考。現在去上海,是學習怎麼當中國人,中國人是怎麼思考的。在這同時,我將賺錢,賺「資本」,踏上成為資本家的第一步。blog 3 年來紀錄著我在美國的學習。未來的 3 年會紀錄什麼樣子的故事呢?

我們敬期以待~

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After 12 weeks of Economic History, I hereby declare I am officially class conscious.

Capitalism, the very economic system by which we live in, is an exploitative system.  Up until now, I have believed that work hard and you will be rewarded.  In fact, from the traditional economic system that China has sustained until the revolution of 1912, we have been taught as Chinese that study hard, work hard, and you will be rewarded with wealth and a good life.

Yet I see so many of my peers at my university, the wealthy ones, who contradict that very belief.  Those who have not worked one sweat to obtain their status, yet enjoy and spoil money as if it were paper.  I once thought life as unfair, and that their way of life was not sustainable.  Now I understand it is the system of Capitalism that have made them so, and it is unlikely that their way of life will crumble.

The factory owners in China, those Capitalist that control and own capital, who exploit fellow workers and extract very bit of surplus value they produce.  It is them!  The Capitalist!  It is them who enjoy the vast wealth created not by themselves, but the workers they employ!  They own and organize capital, but it is those workers who produce wealth for them.  Yes, the very workers who work for less than 2 dollars a day while the products created are sold for 100 fold.  Who does that money go to?  The Capitalist!  The very enemies that Chinese Communist Party declared war against 80 years ago.  Now not only are we back to Capitalism, their children’s spoiling of wealth mocks our very existence.  Why should we work as slaves, while the children of capitalist enjoy the fruits of our work and toil?!

Nay!  I say.  Over my dead body!  I will become one of them!  I will become a Capitalist.  I will gather interest from Capital!  I will accrue returns from investment, earn money simply because others are borrowing my money!  I will be paid, without one sweat from my eyebrow, for work that I did not do.  I will no longer be chained in front of a computer programming 9 hours a day.  I will no longer that machine of work, I will have no part of that!

Only when I am economically independent and free from that chains of having to earn wages just to survive, can I truly be free.  I will be free!  Free to do whatever I wish, free to devote my mind to whatever I see fit.

But of course, before becoming a Capitalist, I must have Capital.  That means I must rent out my intelligence and body to earn a wage in order to accumulate Capital.  Nine hours of programming a day for god knows how many years is a start.  Hopefully, not for long.  Now that I am class conscious, I know where I must go to be free.