We grow up in a process that's characterized by supervision and control, it makes sense seemingly for us all when we have been used to living in observation of order and social convention. As a child when cavorting around like a wild little animal we were constantly warned against the dangers on the outside, often with no further case being made to make us understand more of the circumstances about those admonitions, or serious scolding at times. It's reasonable cuz we were so young and simple, we literally had no idea of how to keep ourselves from getting our innocent butt on fire. But it's not so logically understandable now as a grown-up that we are constantly supervised under a system that do not think people are supposed to have their own ways even they do not pose any harm to any other human being save the system itself. well, it seems to me ironically sufficient to say one has to play by the rules of a host as a guest in his estate. but the question is, WHO is the real host?
(随笔)when censorship becomes truely fundamental element of our life
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