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18/06/2009 [转]80后,你到底啥时候结婚?这哥们儿写得实在。不能说全部同意,但赞赏。特别是在三月份看到和现在再看一次,感觉又不一样。准备成家了,那份责任,不言而喻。
80后,你到底啥时候结婚? (2009-3-18 22:03:11) 80后早期的我们,按理说现在也老大不小了,搁在解放前这个年纪孩子都满地跑了。看着身边也有不少同龄人结婚生子了,可大部分还都踌躇着,恩,一提结婚就抽搐!
17/04/2009 How To Be A Man 2009
本期Esquire主题是How To Be A Man 2009。黄色部分本人觉得相当经典。看看怎么样做一个男人(吧)。
注意:JUST BEING MALE DOES NOT MAKE YOU A MAN 是雄性不代表是男人。
[转] What Is a Man? By Tom Chiarella ( http://www.esquire.com/features/what-is-a-man-0509 ) A man carries cash. A man looks out for those around him — woman, friend, stranger. A man can cook eggs. A man can always find something good to watch on television. A man makes things — a rock wall, a table, the tuition money. Or he rebuilds — engines, watches, fortunes. He passes along expertise, one man to the next. Know-how survives him. This is immortality. A man can speak to dogs. A man fantasizes that kung fu lives deep inside him somewhere. A man knows how to sneak a look at cleavage and doesn't care if he gets busted once in a while. A man is good at his job. Not his work, not his avocation, not his hobby. Not his career. His job. It doesn't matter what his job is, because if a man doesn't like his job, he gets a new one. A man can look you up and down and figure some things out. Before you say a word, he makes you. From your suitcase, from your watch, from your posture. A man infers. A man owns up. That's why Mark McGwire is not a man. A man grasps his mistakes. He lays claim to who he is, and what he was, whether he likes them or not. Some mistakes, though, he lets pass if no one notices. Like dropping the steak in the dirt. A man loves the human body, the revelation of nakedness. He loves the sight of the pale breast, the physics of the human skeleton, the alternating current of the flesh. He is thrilled by the snatch, by the wrist, the sight of a bare shoulder. He likes the crease of a bent knee. When his woman bends to pick up her underwear, he feels that thrum that only a man can feel. A man doesn't point out that he did the dishes. A man looks out for children. Makes them stand behind him. A man knows how to bust balls. A man has had liquor enough in his life that he can order a drink without sounding breathless, clueless, or obtuse. When he doesn't want to think, he orders bourbon or something on tap. Never the sauvignon blanc. A man welcomes the coming of age. It frees him. It allows him to assume the upper hand and teaches him when to step aside. Maybe he never has, and maybe he never will, but a man figures he can knock someone, somewhere, on his ass. He does not rely on rationalizations or explanations. He doesn't winnow, winnow, winnow until truths can be humbly categorized, or intellectualized, until behavior can be written off with an explanation. He doesn't see himself lost in some great maw of humanity, some grand sweep. That's the liberal thread; it's why men won't line up as liberals. A man gets the door. Without thinking. He stops traffic when he must. A man resists formulations, questions belief, embraces ambiguity without making a fetish out of it. A man revisits his beliefs. Continually. That's why men won't forever line up with conservatives, either. A man knows his tools and how to use them — just the ones he needs. Knows which saw is for what, how to find the stud, when to use galvanized nails. A miter saw, incidentally, is the kind that sits on a table, has a circular blade, and is used for cutting at precise angles. Very satisfying saw. A man knows how to lose an afternoon. Drinking, playing Grand Theft Auto, driving aimlessly, shooting pool. He knows how to lose a month, also. A man listens, and that's how he argues. He crafts opinions. He can pound the table, take the floor. It's not that he must. It's that he can. A man is comfortable being alone. Loves being alone, actually. He sleeps. Or he stands watch. He interrupts trouble. This is the state policeman. This is the poet. Men, both of them. A man loves driving alone most of all. Style — a man has that. No matter how eccentric that style is, it is uncontrived. It's a set of rules. He understands the basic mechanics of the planet. Or he can close one eye, look up at the sun, and tell you what time of day it is. Or where north is. He can tell you where you might find something to eat or where the fish run. He understands electricity or the internal-combustion engine, the mechanics of flight or how to figure a pitcher's ERA. A man does not know everything. He doesn't try. He likes what other men know. A man can tell you he was wrong. That he did wrong. That he planned to. He can tell you when he is lost. He can apologize, even if sometimes it's just to put an end to the bickering. A man does not wither at the thought of dancing. But it is generally to be avoided. A man watches. Sometimes he goes and sits at an auction knowing he won't spend a dime, witnessing the temptation and the maneuvering of others. Sometimes he stands on the street corner watching stuff. This is not about quietude so much as collection. It is not about meditation so much as considering. A man refracts his vision and gains acuity. This serves him in every way. No one taught him this — to be quiet, to cipher, to watch. In this way, in these moments, the man is like a zoo animal: both captive and free. You cannot take your eyes off a man when he is like that. You shouldn't. The hell if you know what he is thinking, who he is, or what he will do next. 他在干嘛?发呆?装深邃?还是,呵,等待着爆发?琢磨得透,还是男人? 06/04/2009 幸福的秘密
幸福的秘密是什么 [节选] 全文在此:http://user.qzone.qq.com/772937290/blog/1237945392 幸福究竟是有什么样的元素所构成,那些一生寻找幸福的人们,为何总是无法触摸到幸福的衣角,那一扇门,怎样可以打开?
联想起最近在读的Inner Simplicity, Elaine St. James 台译《心灵简单就是美》,体会更加深刻。当我们拥有,手提电脑,Blackberry,无限上网,Google,msn,ipod,全球通手机,信用卡……我似乎拥有最方便的移动电子设备和支付工具,似乎真的在指尖就能触碰和拥有全世界。然而,我们真的拥有了么?就算是拥有了,我们是更安心,还是更担心了呢?这些都是生活必需的么?这些够用了么?我们还是不是在新科技推出以后不断的更换和添加?
不知道这样的比喻贴不贴切,以前我们小的时候在装电脑,不断花钱去升级换代,在原本的基础上追求更多更强功能与更快的速度。如今装砌电脑已经不再流行,我们却在装砌我们自己,不断地往身上安插有线、无线和蓝牙的设备。人最终变成了一个硬件而已。
可是,能使我们满足的并不是靠这些,反而是一件一件地取走这些。我试着关掉音乐,熄掉电脑、摘下耳机,重新倾听外界的声音,轻轻松松,了无牵挂地跑步。停止在床上看书的习惯,用冥想来取代之。关掉电视和手机,跟爱人聊天(以后会试试),甚至不聊天,两个人静静地吃饭,用心灵来交流,据说会听得到更多。……这样的法则书里面提供了100条。
支持新简朴运动,唯有让心灵留白,生活才能美丽自在。
29/03/2009 穿越LDRLDR是Long-Distance Relationship的缩写,即长距离恋爱关系。何谓长距离恋爱关系,Esquire的解释让人乍舌:n. In relationships, any interval between two points that inhibits regular sex. 第一反应当然是“我顶~~!”但想一想也很难去否认。
最近一直在看The Long-Distance Relationship Survival Guide: Secrets and Strategies from Successful Couples Who Have Gone the Distance. 最近阅读量减少了很多,这是为什么呢?就是因为接受了Timothy Ferriss的观点——如果我都不想要成为像正要读的这本书的作者那样的人,我为什么还要去读?另外也上网去看书评和其他权威推荐,真的剩下不少时间。因为与其读了就忘,还不如不要浪费时间去读。
言归正传,作者是夫妻,因为经历过长距离恋爱,最终在一起了,也希望鼓励其他人所以写了这本书。全书的第一句话就深深地触痛每个读者:Not every relationship is built to last. Let’s face it! 够狠,够真实!他们用了上百对情侣的例子,从沟通、目标设定、信任、创意、实际问题、保持现实、亲密到最终的同城约会,提供明确解释和丰富、实际而有想象力的问题解决办法。 毕竟由于如今全球化席卷而来、城市巨型化、科技、通讯、交通愈发进步,异地恋爱的可能性和普遍性也空前飙高。
比如说,男女双方在不同大学上课,一个在广州一个在三水,不到100公里的距离足已让两人不能够随时见面,从而产生各种各样每天能见面的情侣所不会轻易产生的问题。所以不要错误以为,只有相隔不同时区,日夜颠倒的才叫长距离。其实产生的痛苦或者犯错误导致结果的严重性,差别不会太大。因而都是用心地有策略地维持双方关系的重要性也是一样的。
记得那时候还是2006年夏天,我还在Long Beach Toyota上班的时候,我站在附近的Subway吃晚餐,跟当时因两地分居很失落的K聊天。她谈到跟她男朋友的结婚计划,目标很明确,但话语有点凌乱,因为“十划未有一撇”。可以说看得见希望,也听得出迷惘。就这样大陆、美国两边跑了好几趟,最终他们俩在2007年末在拉斯维加斯写下了一个十一划的字,叫做“婚”。她的经验是筹划未来的事情或许会有各种困难、压力、甚至大喜大悲,但真的走到面前的时候,一切其实很自然。
正确理解LDR,面对LDR,利用LDR,享受LDR,最终穿越LDR,没有在怕的,OK? 23/03/2009 叫我咋说呢
这次回国,我是真的虚心地带着一个问题回去的——“为什么要结婚?”听起来很傻,但这的确是我一直以来纳闷的地方。因为不懂就要问,不要装懂,更不要带着偏见不求甚解。
A.
我喜欢这种私密空间内的对话。虽然跟死党们见面多次,但最后还是在计程车上,我跟L提了这个问题,他年内成亲。我一般不需要直接问,因为他晓得我要问什么,便会自己说,大家太熟悉了。而且他会说得很轻松,让人难以置信,但我却相信是真的。“不想那么烦了!又不是没拍过拖。”这是我记得最清楚的两句话。
爱刨根问底的人肯定会讶异,这也能算个理由?!爱过,痛过,疯过,被冤枉过,伤过,醉过,错过,明知道错还来过,相信过,动摇过……最后坚定地走过,现在准备进入人生另一个阶段,因为觉得以前的经历令他很厌烦,想稳定下来,组织家庭,专注一下事业,有问题么?没有。
B.
跟T小姐在Starbucks聊了一个下午,兜兜转转互放烟雾。这次我用的是欲擒故纵,用倒叙的方法,从她婚礼准备情况入手反方向套话。知道她的期待,知道她的不安,甚至也知道了她走过的不平凡,在世俗的眼光中。女孩子抱怨会比较多,可那些都是情绪。“压力很大的!”是她的point,在我看来。
爱刨根问底的人又会过来问,你是自由的啊,最终的决定还是你自己拿,为什么要这样屈服?难道真的没办法了么?所以爱刨根问底的人单纯就单纯在不结合历史、性格和社会环境来考虑问题,还不会察言观色。
纵使满腹牢骚,但我倒觉得这女孩子懂事。人是异常复杂的动物,说的跟做的往往相反。压力总是有,看个人如何应对(我宝贝说的!)。有人在压力面前选择放手,有人在压力面前迎难而上,这都没问题。正如村上春树在他那本枯燥无味的,介绍长跑的书前半部分(我就看了前半部分就扔了)说过的:“人们常常在喊‘太辛苦了,受不了了!’,这个句子前半部分也许是事实,后半部分是人们自己加上去的。Pain is inevitable, while suffering is optional. 痛是难免的,苦是自找的。”人家女孩子牺牲了那么多,受了这么多的委屈,承受了那么大的压力,自己都没说过要放弃,怎么就觉得人家不自由,不快乐了呢?也许清晨看着自己男人醒来的那一刻,可以让她又充满力量迎接挑战呢?如果她真心地想咬咬牙再走一段,走入自己梦想的西式婚礼教堂,有问题么?没有。
C.
Y先生是新郎官。虽然有点欠揍,但还是要提一下,她的婚礼对我意义很重大,我第一次见到了我宝贝。那个问题我少有地提了两次,一次是在婚礼前一天,昏天暗地,我跟他坐计程车在东晓立交底下走。他说双方父母逼的,我心想,鬼信?第二次是结婚后一周,在他家闲聊,这次的关键词是“她开心就好啦!”这话我信,值得玩味。
他是个重情义的人,甚至有时候我觉得他太重情义了。他从不让朋友失望,更不让爱自己的人失望。这样的人,怎么可能会让自己爱的人失望呢?刨根问底的人再敢过来,我把他踹出去!婚礼痛饮,激情过后,回归到波澜不惊的简单生活。努力让自己爱的人开心,把该办的事情办好,心安理得,又可以在家里看影碟喝红茶了。有问题么?没有。
我的确是变了。正如这次朋友跟我说的。变得直接,爱简单,不那么偏执,学着对很多事情难得糊涂,为的是使自己更加专注和有效率。与其刨根问底,不如把问为什么的时间和热情花在自己该做的事情上吧。
祝以上提到的人家庭幸福,人生美满。 17/03/2009 城内桃李愁风雨,春在溪头荠菜花 2/2大家是不是以为我会用洋洋洒洒三四千字记录我在广州的所见所闻,或者又将是篇断肠情诗?
可惜了,大家期待的,我都不太会那样做。因为,那样就不屌了。
在广州,
我遇到了让我一见倾心的,而且愿意为我弹一夜钢琴的人。
今天是我认识她的第六天。
这一切来得很突然,也很自然。
我爱着她,觉得很轻松。
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