You say it's funny, a PhD from Peking University, an expert who has studied European economics for a lifetime, goes to Spain, runs through more than 30 banks, and can't even open an account.
When I saw this news, I had just finished working overtime and was slumped on the subway, almost dropping my phone in shock.
This is just the appetizer.
He said himself that when renting, the agent treated him like a pig to be butchered, and when buying insurance, he discovered it was all just word games. The most ridiculous part is that he gets robbed and stolen from every few days. Wallets, phones, passports, all lost in turns.
This is not just going to Spain; it's like going to the West for scriptures, facing 81 difficulties, not a single one less.
Logically speaking, a normal person would have lost their mind by now.
Did you think he would cry out, "I want to go home"?
No.
He wrote a short essay, listing all the above-mentioned misfortunes, and then made a stunning conclusion:
"Although I have been stolen from, robbed, and deceived here, I have no fear of the government here."
I was stunned at that moment.
What kind of spirit is this? Is this an ultimate mentality of "as long as you don’t bother me, you can hit me or scold me"?
The robber on the street snatching your bag, the agent openly cheating you out of money—aren't these more concrete and real fears? In an environment that can't even guarantee your personal and property safety, you talk to me about having no fear of an abstract 'government'?
This is like a person whose house is on fire every day. Instead of putting out the fire, he stands in the yard proudly saying, "Look, our house isn't haunted!"
For a vague and imagined 'freedom from fear,' he embraces various concrete fears in real life.
To put it simply, some intellectuals, the more books they read, the more they drift away from reality.
They can understand the most complex economic models but cannot comprehend the most basic report of life itself.
When I saw this news, I had just finished working overtime and was slumped on the subway, almost dropping my phone in shock.
This is just the appetizer.
He said himself that when renting, the agent treated him like a pig to be butchered, and when buying insurance, he discovered it was all just word games. The most ridiculous part is that he gets robbed and stolen from every few days. Wallets, phones, passports, all lost in turns.
This is not just going to Spain; it's like going to the West for scriptures, facing 81 difficulties, not a single one less.
Logically speaking, a normal person would have lost their mind by now.
Did you think he would cry out, "I want to go home"?
No.
He wrote a short essay, listing all the above-mentioned misfortunes, and then made a stunning conclusion:
"Although I have been stolen from, robbed, and deceived here, I have no fear of the government here."
I was stunned at that moment.
What kind of spirit is this? Is this an ultimate mentality of "as long as you don’t bother me, you can hit me or scold me"?
The robber on the street snatching your bag, the agent openly cheating you out of money—aren't these more concrete and real fears? In an environment that can't even guarantee your personal and property safety, you talk to me about having no fear of an abstract 'government'?
This is like a person whose house is on fire every day. Instead of putting out the fire, he stands in the yard proudly saying, "Look, our house isn't haunted!"
For a vague and imagined 'freedom from fear,' he embraces various concrete fears in real life.
To put it simply, some intellectuals, the more books they read, the more they drift away from reality.
They can understand the most complex economic models but cannot comprehend the most basic report of life itself.
