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2006/10/18 谢谢! 今天偶尔到这里来看了看,才发现很多朋友还在浏览我这个博客。
谢谢各位朋友对我博客一如既往的关注!我很感激你们,生活里因为有了你们,我很知足。谢谢!
我的博客已经搬家很久了,请各位挪步到搜狐吧。
杨兄,你也挪步吧,呵呵,我发现你今天又来了。 2006/8/7 搬家了,不搬家就对不起MSN.2006/8/1 旅游·幻象 学校还没放假的时候,我就计划着出去旅游,甚至地点都预先选择好了几个。比如云南丽江,自从我对它有记忆起,我就幻想着有一天踏遍那里的每一村土地,触摸那里的每一方山水;比如四川九寨沟,我想在那里的湖边用一整天的时间记录其色彩的变换,不漏掉一个瞬间;再比如湘西凤凰,虽然我去过了一次,痛心那里被商业化的气息所污染,但还是想再一次次去那里感受凤凰古城和沱江山水的气息,不仅仅是因为我最喜爱的沈从文;再比如福建长汀、古城西安、山西平遥……
真的假期来临了,才知道要暑期加班,系里规定名义上不准出远门,否则要请假,担心的事情终于还是来了。只好把计划好的出行计划一拖再拖,除此之外,我每每耽误于繁琐的事情。先是因为答应了一个同事的婚约,被拉去结亲陪酒,拖到了7月21号。24号一个好朋友过来玩,也无法出门,他现在也是供职于一个师范大学,是我大学和读研期间的好友兼校友。很可惜他来了后,也没怎么陪他出门,说好了一同去凤凰,我知道他也喜欢极了凤凰,但临行前却因要见导师回了武汉。凤凰之行算是泡了汤。等他走后,又约了其他人同去,也是临行时突然搁浅了。只好启用去丽江的计划,一个学生要同去,从家赶回了学校,可是又因为买不到火车票,飞机票也很难搞到,只好放弃。之后又想去九寨沟,甚至都上网查询好了出行的事项,又因为我打早了一个电话,答应了武汉一个同学的提议,忍痛割舍去九寨沟的打算。因为这个还被学生一顿贬损。搞的好不爽快!一大堆的旅游计划,看来真的要随着这个假期的过半,而变为一个个幻象了。 8月10号左右,要搬新校区,又要一阵子忙活,我真想什么都不管,管你搬不搬新校区,管你买到买不到座位票,管你什么想法和提议,管你什么计划还是变化,管你什么预约不预约……我似乎意识到了自己的决心并不怎么坚决,制定好的计划也没能很好地去贯彻执行,却被其他的事情所耽搁,看来我还是没能把很久之前就很信任的一句话很好地用于实践:“赢在执行.”终于把一个个出行计划折磨成了“幻象”。 其实,我是蛮喜欢旅游的,最好是一个人背着个包,去自己最希望去的地方,拿上相机,随心所欲地走,随心所欲地拍,随心所欲地玩,带上期待上路,带着欣赏游玩,满载满意而归。我想这是一个最好的旅行方式,没有跟团的不自由和走马观花,也没有闹哄哄一群人的聒噪。 可是,现在的旅游胜地往往人满为患,出行车票不好买,或者就是像我这样的,耽于小事,误于小事,把美美的旅游幻想变成了幻象…… 8月12号又一个哥们结婚,我可能还要赶回山东高密,去莫言的故乡去参加哥们的婚礼。那样的话,一个暑假就真的要过完了……憎恨自己,憎恨这个炎热的夏天我要足不出户地闲居生活,还有这单调的重复…… 2006/7/22 The Way We Live Now:Confidant CrisisBy ANN HULBERT Published: July 16, 2006 By now, I bet almost everybody knows somebody who has joined a social networking Web site like MySpace.com, with more than 90 million members, or Facebook.com, a college-based Web site that has become a high-school favorite, too. That means most people probably also know that “friend” is no longer just a noun, but a verb, one that entails minimal exertion: “to friend” a person involves an exchange of mouse clicks, one to request a spot on someone’s (often very lengthy) list of people granted access to his or her online profile, and a click in response to accept the petitioner. If you’re too old and busy to be logging on obsessively to this Internet social scene, you’re doubtless enmeshed in your own way, e-mailing far-flung acquaintances or anticipating the spread of free Internet telephone service. Americans, in other words, aren’t exactly suffering from anomie. If anything, a surfeit of connectivity is the curse of the moment. (Take a trip in a nonquiet Amtrak car if you want vivid evidence.) No wonder a recent study, “Social Isolation in America: Changes in Core Discussion Networks Over Two Decades,” published in the latest American Sociological Review, made it into the headlines and onto “Good Morning America.” Here was surprising news that touched a nerve. Who would have guessed, in our gabby tell-all culture, that people interviewed in the 2004 General Social Survey would report an average of only two “core” confidants with whom they “discuss important matters,” down from the mean of three close ties elicited by the same question in 1985? Just as startling, given an ever more interwoven world, was the decline in the percentage of Americans — to 57 percent from 80 percent — who named at least one non-kin person as part of this inner circle. The media, predictably enough, were spooked by the specter of “social isolation”: though we may bowl alone, we’re always ready to join a chorus of concern about fraying communities. But before rushing to conclude that Americans have simply gotten lonelier and more insular, why not consider another possibility? Perhaps, as the study’s authors themselves hint at one point, we’ve also gotten better at demarcating what constitutes truly intimate communing — expecting more of our confidants, we have, in effect, defined intimacy up. That is not exactly what you would expect in an era of constant communicating. Yet could it be precisely because we’re more plugged in to a disparate array of people who supply us with information when we need it, offer advice and keep us intermittent company, that our standard of genuine closeness has become more exacting? It’s not just that we’re too busy for more than a select few confidants. We may be choosier too. Look at Aristotle’s “Nicomachean Ethics,” or at junior-high-school cliques, and it’s clear that discriminating among degrees of friendship can be a daunting task. The most tenacious of taxonomists, Aristotle thought pleasure and utility counted for less than the rare commingling of virtuous character as the basis for friendship. Centuries of varying ideals and fears ensued. Are our close ties becoming shallower and more instrumental? How many are too many, and what is enough? Is friendship a matter of spontaneous sincerity, heartfelt reciprocity, mutual understanding, deep loyalty, moral obligation or shared passion — and can it last? In his new book, “Friendship: An Exposé,” Joseph Epstein quotes the German sociologist Georg Simmel already worrying a century ago that we moderns are destined to drift among “differentiated friendships,” missing out on an all-encompassing connection. Turn from philosophizers to recent empirical surveys, and it’s clear the challenge of categorizing confidants remains as complex as ever. In January, just five months before the General Social Survey appeared, a phone survey by the Pew Internet and American Life Project set out to assess the impact of Web involvement on real-world social networks. The study emerged with a notably big figure for what it termed “core ties”: a median number of 15 people with whom respondents said they had discussed important matters, with whom they were in frequent touch or from whom they got substantial help. Here was a three-pronged conception of core ties that roped in friendships across the Aristotelian spectrum, from the useful to the pleasurable and beyond, rather than distilling out just soul mates. Add in the median number of 16 weaker yet still “significant ties” that the Pew survey also counted, and the findings left Americans looking anything but socially isolated. And now consider the fact that the General Social Survey finds that on average, individuals have only two close confidants. As we puzzle over what the decline means, perhaps we should be reassured that Americans seem clear-eyed about their connections. The study’s low figures may be stark testament that we value a deep bond when we find it and aren’t fooled when we don’t. When one-dimensional, functional relationships are ever more accessible, the desire to be known and to know another from all sides and from inside out may be lodged even deeper — and may thrive closer to home. A century ago, another philosopher surveying a modernizing world, George Santayana, had already concluded that “the tie that in contemporary society most nearly resembles the ancient ideal of friendship is a well-assorted marriage.” The General Social Survey data suggest an inner core that isn’t oppressively clannish but invites rising equality and diversity, narrow though it is. The percentage of people who include a spouse in their circle of closest confidants went from 30 percent in 1985 to almost 40 percent two decades later. And in 2004, 15 percent reported at least one confidant of another race, up from 9 percent in 1985. While to friend has become a frivolous verb, to bond might prove to be one that Americans are taking, if anything, more to heart than ever. Ann Hulbert, a contributing writer, is the author of “Raising America: Experts, Parents and a Century of Advice About Children.” 2006/7/18 天热了。 最近网络断了,在家里不能上网,增添了许多麻烦。又由于MSN好像难以登陆,写了许多东西都没发上来。今天好不容易登陆成功,就把几天前发在QQ空间上的一个帖子转发过来。记录一下最近每天所过的生活:
天气渐渐热了,南方的夏天果真是如此的难熬。 人渐渐走尽了,狭小的校园此刻已无点滴人气。 我每天都要从校园里走过,穿行一次,两次......用孤单的脚步度量这个暑假和夏天。 早上,我会沉沉地睡觉到9点,然后喝水看书,点上红梅烟,我那时偏执而沉溺地喜欢红梅这个牌子,一如我爱怜的读书时光; 中午的时候,迎着强烈的阳光,我步行到学校的那边去吃午饭,偶尔自己动手做点喜欢吃的东西,然后回来看电影或者睡觉,如一只幸福的猪; 下午的时候,我会把孤单的脚步移到球场上,偶尔看到有人打球,我会驻足观望,间或也上去玩个尽兴...... 晚上,一个人在房间看电影,跟电影里的人群交流: 我看到了莫扎特的悲惨身影,我触摸了到了飞越疯人院的墙壁,我听到了二战的越南战场上凄厉的哀号,听到了风中那呼喊离开的声音...... 但我还是在这里,没有离开,也没有变化,像一摊死水?抑或是像一片落寞的浮萍? 同学给我发来了短信,杨兄要从经济观察报辞职了,徐兄在抱怨日子的劳累,真想像我一样躲进校园,另几个也在暗渡沉仓,琢磨着换个工作。 只有我,静静的等待着什么,把孤单的身影,埋在南方浓烈的日头下,过着单调而重复的日子,那是一个人的孤单...... 漫长的暑假,炎炎的夏日。 我停留在校园,做着无聊的事情,幻想着北京的公交车,丽江的山水,西北的戈壁荒滩...... 当我无法忍受时,我会逃离,背上行囊,端着相机,一个人旅行,丽江或者戈壁荒滩,把孤单的身影刻画在酷暑的大地上...... 天热了...... 发表时间:2006年7月15日 11时56分 |
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