Plane Crash Suspect's Online Diatribe

From http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/years/2010/0218102stack1.html

If you’re reading this, you’re no doubt asking yourself, “Why did this have to happen?” The simple truth is that it is complicated and has been coming for a long time. The writing process, started many months ago, was intended to be therapy in the face of the looming realization that there isn’t enough therapy in the world that can fix what is really broken. Needless to say, this rant could fill volumes with example after example if I would let it. I find the process of writing it frustrating, tedious, and probably pointless… especially given my gross inability to gracefully articulate my thoughts in light of the storm raging in my head. Exactly what is therapeutic about that I’m not sure, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

We are all taught as children that without laws there would be no society, only anarchy. Sadly, starting at early ages we in this country have been brainwashed to believe that, in return for our dedication and service, our government stands for justice for all. We are further brainwashed to believe that there is freedom in this place, and that we should be ready to lay our lives down for the noble principals represented by its founding fathers. Remember? One of these was “no taxation without representation”. I have spent the total years of my adulthood unlearning that crap from only a few years of my childhood. These days anyone who really stands up for that principal is promptly labeled a “crackpot”, traitor and worse.

While very few working people would say they haven’t had their fair share of taxes (as can I), in my lifetime I can say with a great degree of certainty that there has never been a politician cast a vote on any matter with the likes of me or my interests in mind. Nor, for that matter, are they the least bit interested in me or anything I have to say.

Why is it that a handful of thugs and plunderers can commit unthinkable atrocities (and in the case of the GM executives, for scores of years) and when it’s time for their gravy train to crash under the weight of their gluttony and overwhelming stupidity, the force of the full federal government has no difficulty coming to their aid within days if not hours? Yet at the same time, the joke we call the American medical system, including the drug and insurance companies, are murdering tens of thousands of people a year and stealing from the corpses and victims they cripple, and this country’s leaders don’t see this as important as bailing out a few of their vile, rich cronies. Yet, the political “representatives” (thieves, liars, and self-serving scumbags is far more accurate) have endless time to sit around for year after year and debate the state of the “terrible health care problem”. It’s clear they see no crisis as long as the dead people don’t get in the way of their corporate profits rolling in.

And justice? You’ve got to be kidding!

How can any rational individual explain that white elephant conundrum in the middle of our tax system and, indeed, our entire legal system? Here we have a system that is, by far, too complicated for the brightest of the master scholars to understand. Yet, it mercilessly “holds accountable” its victims, claiming that they’re responsible for fully complying with laws not even the experts understand. The law “requires” a signature on the bottom of a tax filing; yet no one can say truthfully that they understand what they are signing; if that’s not “duress” than what is. If this is not the measure of a totalitarian regime, nothing is.

How did I get here?

My introduction to the real American nightmare starts back in the early ‘80s. Unfortunately after more than 16 years of school, somewhere along the line I picked up the absurd, pompous notion that I could read and understand plain English. Some friends introduced me to a group of people who were having ‘tax code’ readings and discussions. In particular, zeroed in on a section relating to the wonderful “exemptions” that make institutions like the vulgar, corrupt Catholic Church so incredibly wealthy. We carefully studied the law (with the help of some of the “best”, high-paid, experienced tax lawyers in the business), and then began to do exactly what the “big boys” were doing (except that we weren’t steeling from our congregation or lying to the government about our massive profits in the name of God). We took a great deal of care to make it all visible, following all of the rules, exactly the way the law said it was to be done.

The intent of this exercise and our efforts was to bring about a much-needed re-evaluation of the laws that allow the monsters of organized religion to make such a mockery of people who earn an honest living. However, this is where I learned that there are two “interpretations” for every law; one for the very rich, and one for the rest of us… Oh, and the monsters are the very ones making and enforcing the laws; the inquisition is still alive and well today in this country.

That little lesson in patriotism cost me $40,000+, 10 years of my life, and set my retirement plans back to 0. It made me realize for the first time that I live in a country with an ideology that is based on a total and complete lie. It also made me realize, not only how naive I had been, but also the incredible stupidity of the American public; that they buy, hook, line, and sinker, the crap about their “freedom”… and that they continue to do so with eyes closed in the face of overwhelming evidence and all that keeps happening in front of them.

Before even having to make a shaky recovery from the sting of the first lesson on what justice really means in this country (around 1984 after making my way through engineering school and still another five years of “paying my dues”), I felt I finally had to take a chance of launching my dream of becoming an independent engineer.

On the subjects of engineers and dreams of independence, I should digress somewhat to say that I’m sure that I inherited the fascination for creative problem solving from my father. I realized this at a very young age.

The significance of independence, however, came much later during my early years of college; at the age of 18 or 19 when I was living on my own as student in an apartment in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. My neighbor was an elderly retired woman (80+ seemed ancient to me at that age) who was the widowed wife of a retired steel worker. Her husband had worked all his life in the steel mills of central Pennsylvania with promises from big business and the union that, for his 30 years of service, he would have a pension and medical care to look forward to in his retirement. Instead he was one of the thousands who got nothing because the incompetent mill management and corrupt union (not to mention the government) raided their pension funds and stole their retirement. All she had was social security to live on.

In retrospect, the situation was laughable because here I was living on peanut butter and bread (or Ritz crackers when I could afford to splurge) for months at a time. When I got to know this poor figure and heard her story I felt worse for her plight than for my own (I, after all, I thought I had everything to in front of me). I was genuinely appalled at one point, as we exchanged stories and commiserated with each other over our situations, when she in her grandmotherly fashion tried to convince me that I would be “healthier” eating cat food (like her) rather than trying to get all my substance from peanut butter and bread. I couldn’t quite go there, but the impression was made. I decided that I didn’t trust big business to take care of me, and that I would take responsibility for my own future and myself.

Return to the early ‘80s, and here I was off to a terrifying start as a ‘wet-behind-the-ears’ contract software engineer... and two years later, thanks to the fine backroom, midnight effort by the sleazy executives of Arthur Andersen (the very same folks who later brought us Enron and other such calamities) and an equally sleazy New York Senator (Patrick Moynihan), we saw the passage of 1986 tax reform act with its section 1706.

For you who are unfamiliar, here is the core text of the IRS Section 1706, defining the treatment of workers (such as contract engineers) for tax purposes. Visit this link for a conference committee report (http://www.synergistech.com/1706.shtml#ConferenceCommitteeReport) regarding the intended interpretation of Section 1706 and the relevant parts of Section 530, as amended. For information on how these laws affect technical services workers and their clients, read our discussion here (http://www.synergistech.com/ic-taxlaw.shtml).

SEC. 1706. TREATMENT OF CERTAIN TECHNICAL PERSONNEL.

(a) IN GENERAL - Section 530 of the Revenue Act of 1978 is amended by adding at the end thereof the following new subsection:

(d) EXCEPTION. - This section shall not apply in the case of an individual who pursuant to an arrangement between the taxpayer and another person, provides services for such other person as an engineer, designer, drafter, computer programmer, systems analyst, or other similarly skilled worker engaged in a similar line of work.

(b) EFFECTIVE DATE. - The amendment made by this section shall apply to remuneration paid and services rendered after December 31, 1986.

Note:

· "another person" is the client in the traditional job-shop relationship.

· "taxpayer" is the recruiter, broker, agency, or job shop.

· "individual", "employee", or "worker" is you.



Admittedly, you need to read the treatment to understand what it is saying but it’s not very complicated. The bottom line is that they may as well have put my name right in the text of section (d). Moreover, they could only have been more blunt if they would have came out and directly declared me a criminal and non-citizen slave. Twenty years later, I still can’t believe my eyes.

During 1987, I spent close to $5000 of my ‘pocket change’, and at least 1000 hours of my time writing, printing, and mailing to any senator, congressman, governor, or slug that might listen; none did, and they universally treated me as if I was wasting their time. I spent countless hours on the L.A. freeways driving to meetings and any and all of the disorganized professional groups who were attempting to mount a campaign against this atrocity. This, only to discover that our efforts were being easily derailed by a few moles from the brokers who were just beginning to enjoy the windfall from the new declaration of their “freedom”. Oh, and don’t forget, for all of the time I was spending on this, I was loosing income that I couldn’t bill clients.

After months of struggling it had clearly gotten to be a futile exercise. The best we could get for all of our trouble is a pronouncement from an IRS mouthpiece that they weren’t going to enforce that provision (read harass engineers and scientists). This immediately proved to be a lie, and the mere existence of the regulation began to have its impact on my bottom line; this, of course, was the intended effect.

Again, rewind my retirement plans back to 0 and shift them into idle. If I had any sense, I clearly should have left abandoned engineering and never looked back.

Instead I got busy working 100-hour workweeks. Then came the L.A. depression of the early 1990s. Our leaders decided that they didn’t need the all of those extra Air Force bases they had in Southern California, so they were closed; just like that. The result was economic devastation in the region that rivaled the widely publicized Texas S&L fiasco. However, because the government caused it, no one gave a shit about all of the young families who lost their homes or street after street of boarded up houses abandoned to the wealthy loan companies who received government funds to “shore up” their windfall. Again, I lost my retirement.

Years later, after weathering a divorce and the constant struggle trying to build some momentum with my business, I find myself once again beginning to finally pick up some speed. Then came the .COM bust and the 911 nightmare. Our leaders decided that all aircraft were grounded for what seemed like an eternity; and long after that, ‘special’ facilities like San Francisco were on security alert for months. This made access to my customers prohibitively expensive. Ironically, after what they had done the Government came to the aid of the airlines with billions of our tax dollars … as usual they left me to rot and die while they bailed out their rich, incompetent cronies WITH MY MONEY! After these events, there went my business but not quite yet all of my retirement and savings.

By this time, I’m thinking that it might be good for a change. Bye to California, I’ll try Austin for a while. So I moved, only to find out that this is a place with a highly inflated sense of self-importance and where damn little real engineering work is done. I’ve never experienced such a hard time finding work. The rates are 1/3 of what I was earning before the crash, because pay rates here are fixed by the three or four large companies in the area who are in collusion to drive down prices and wages… and this happens because the justice department is all on the take and doesn’t give a fuck about serving anyone or anything but themselves and their rich buddies.

To survive, I was forced to cannibalize my savings and retirement, the last of which was a small IRA. This came in a year with mammoth expenses and not a single dollar of income. I filed no return that year thinking that because I didn’t have any income there was no need. The sleazy government decided that they disagreed. But they didn’t notify me in time for me to launch a legal objection so when I attempted to get a protest filed with the court I was told I was no longer entitled to due process because the time to file ran out. Bend over for another $10,000 helping of justice.

So now we come to the present. After my experience with the CPA world, following the business crash I swore that I’d never enter another accountant’s office again. But here I am with a new marriage and a boatload of undocumented income, not to mention an expensive new business asset, a piano, which I had no idea how to handle. After considerable thought I decided that it would be irresponsible NOT to get professional help; a very big mistake.

When we received the forms back I was very optimistic that they were in order. I had taken all of the years information to Bill Ross, and he came back with results very similar to what I was expecting. Except that he had neglected to include the contents of Sheryl’s unreported income; $12,700 worth of it. To make matters worse, Ross knew all along this was missing and I didn’t have a clue until he pointed it out in the middle of the audit. By that time it had become brutally evident that he was representing himself and not me.

This left me stuck in the middle of this disaster trying to defend transactions that have no relationship to anything tax-related (at least the tax-related transactions were poorly documented). Things I never knew anything about and things my wife had no clue would ever matter to anyone. The end result is… well, just look around.

I remember reading about the stock market crash before the “great” depression and how there were wealthy bankers and businessmen jumping out of windows when they realized they screwed up and lost everything. Isn’t it ironic how far we’ve come in 60 years in this country that they now know how to fix that little economic problem; they just steal from the middle class (who doesn’t have any say in it, elections are a joke) to cover their asses and it’s “business-as-usual”. Now when the wealthy fuck up, the poor get to die for the mistakes… isn’t that a clever, tidy solution.

As government agencies go, the FAA is often justifiably referred to as a tombstone agency, though they are hardly alone. The recent presidential puppet GW Bush and his cronies in their eight years certainly reinforced for all of us that this criticism rings equally true for all of the government. Nothing changes unless there is a body count (unless it is in the interest of the wealthy sows at the government trough). In a government full of hypocrites from top to bottom, life is as cheap as their lies and their self-serving laws.

I know I’m hardly the first one to decide I have had all I can stand. It has always been a myth that people have stopped dying for their freedom in this country, and it isn’t limited to the blacks, and poor immigrants. I know there have been countless before me and there are sure to be as many after. But I also know that by not adding my body to the count, I insure nothing will change. I choose to not keep looking over my shoulder at “big brother” while he strips my carcass, I choose not to ignore what is going on all around me, I choose not to pretend that business as usual won’t continue; I have just had enough.

I can only hope that the numbers quickly get too big to be white washed and ignored that the American zombies wake up and revolt; it will take nothing less. I would only hope that by striking a nerve that stimulates the inevitable double standard, knee-jerk government reaction that results in more stupid draconian restrictions people wake up and begin to see the pompous political thugs and their mindless minions for what they are. Sadly, though I spent my entire life trying to believe it wasn’t so, but violence not only is the answer, it is the only answer. The cruel joke is that the really big chunks of shit at the top have known this all along and have been laughing, at and using this awareness against, fools like me all along.

I saw it written once that the definition of insanity is repeating the same process over and over and expecting the outcome to suddenly be different. I am finally ready to stop this insanity. Well, Mr. Big Brother IRS man, let’s try something different; take my pound of flesh and sleep well.



The communist creed: From each according to his ability, to each according to his need.

The capitalist creed: From each according to his gullibility, to each according to his greed.



Joe Stack (1956-2010)

02/18/2010

梁文道 开卷八分钟 《盛世：中国2013》

梁文道：我一直觉得中国好像少了某种科幻的，或者幻想的有现实寓意的小说。比如说大胆点讲《1984》、《美丽新世界》，《我们》这样的作品在过去的中国一直都很少存在。尤其最近几年我们更加觉得我们不需要再看这样的小说，为什么？因为我们今天的中国开放了，改革了，雄起了，已经迈入盛世了，所以更加就不需要危言了。以前我们说盛世需要危言，但是我们现在开始发现盛世是不用危言的，而且你别危言。

那么在这个时刻偏偏很不巧的出现了一本，我们前面所说的类似反乌托邦型的小说，但是这个语调又显得特别暧昧的一本书。而这本书偏偏是一个香港人写的，是一位有名的香港作家，我们的前辈。他现在最近几年一直住在北京观察中国很多年，观察北京很多年之后写出了这么一本，我觉得是这两年里边，我看过的小说之中，算是非常有趣的一本小说，叫做《盛世》，副标题——中国2013年。那么陈冠中过去一直是个有名的评论家，但是他也会做小说的创造。

那么，这一次是他第一本以中国为题材的书，在中国大陆住了8年了，总算觉得有点心得来写这个问题。请注意这个标题2013年非常明显的，他要讲的是未来 2013年的中国会是怎么样？2013年其实很快就到了，所以你可以说这是有一个很大胆的猜想，他说2013年的中国。首先我们注意到 Starbucks，星巴克被旺旺集团收购了，结果就改名叫做旺旺星巴克，而且一些中式饮品开发成了全球化饮品，比如说桂圆龙井拿铁口味非常好，在巴格达、贝鲁特、喀布尔、伊斯兰重现城市都在热卖。

那么，中国在那时候内部消费由35%提升到50%，那个时候的全世界是怎么样？就是经过我们现在目睹的这一轮金融风暴之后后遗症还在，后来美国，这些西方国家又进入一个滞胀期，危机再度开始，然后中国就瞬间的进入了一个叫盛世时期了。恰好当全世界经济最糟、最糟的时候，中国一枝独秀，那一年的盛世期，还是有确定日期的在小说里面，就是《人民日报》宣布世界经济进入所谓的冰火期，中国开始了自己的盛世纪元了。

那么这样的一个盛世，年轻人的想法，大学最优秀的这些人才，他的想法也都不一样了。比如说这里边有一个小孩叫韦国，是大学里的精英。那么小说里面的男主角就是一个台湾来到北京住下来的作家。他就问这个韦国说，韦国，如果随便让你挑，你想去什么部委？为什么这么问呢？是因为那时候年轻人的志愿都一样都想进中央部委，他就说中宣部。为什么呢？中宣部不是随便进的，你怎么能够这么讲呢？他就说一个国家民族不能只靠物质力量，还要有精神力量，人民才会团结在一起，硬实力重要，软实力一样重要。我觉得中宣部非常重要，现在还做得不够好，我可以做得更好。然后他后面又问说，你怎么可以做的更好呢？他说比如说对网络和网民的理解还不够，对年轻人的走向掌握不够精确，这方面我可以有贡献，而且我是学法的，可以替中宣部每一项决策提供坚实的法律依据，配合依法治国的国家现在的政策。当然作为年轻人，我也有不成熟，浪漫的一面，我认为中宣部很浪漫。

他说很浪漫，我想现在我们中宣部里面的官员们，大概都没想过，还可以这么形容自己吧。然后这本书好玩的地方就是说到2013年的中国，真的是样样都很好，农村问题也改善了，甚至宗教自由也放宽了。人民生活很幸福，而且有一样最奇怪的事情，就是那种幸福是每个人都是面带微笑，我们现在常说在中国里面街上对人笑，人家当你是白痴嘛，对不对。可是2013年就不同了，人人都嗨嗨的，像我们这个叙事者，台湾来的作家。他就说，他莫名其妙想到中国这几年取到的伟大成就，他莫名其妙的就会感动起来，眼眶就要湿了。

然后这里面他提到很多人物，都是现在我们现在知道的那些异见分子，什么自由派。到时候都不了，全都乖乖的，全都拥护我们国家，拥护我们政府。全都为我们中国取得的成就感到感动，而且也是面带微笑。一歌颂起祖国，眼眶就要红，然后这里面就说到了，有一些人物，我们现在其实还能猜得出来他是谁呢，所以这本书同时也是一个影射小说。
比如说这里面就提到2013年有这么一个读书组，这个读书组再北京是个地下小读书组，什么人去参加？一些企业的巨头，一些未来很有前途的部委里面的，地方上的要员，还有一些学者，这些学者看起来有点像国师一样，会喜欢讲一些西方的理论的根源，然后这个读书组，叫做SS读书组，听起来有点像纳粹党卫军。其实这个S跟S分别是代表的李奥施特劳斯跟卡尔斯密特。

所以说大家就知道他在影射谁，那么当然我们不一定同意这种影射，但是也可以说挺好玩的。那么这里面还说到，未来2013年的中国有10项国策献言是最重要的。比如说这里面提到了一党领导的民主专政；稳定第一的依法治国；执政为民的威权政府；国家调控的市场经济；央企主导的公平竞争；中国特色的科学发展；以我为主的和谐外交；单民族主权的多族群共和；后西方后普世的主体思想；中华文明举世无双的民族复兴。请注意这些话很奇怪，听起来好像没什么了不起，你仔细看他们好像每一样都是矛盾的。既然是央企主导，他又怎么能是公平公正呢？既然是科学发展，怎么还会有中国特色呢？但是无所谓，那个年代这些矛盾的词都被统一起来了。久而久之，大家就适应了，就没问题了，这是一些新词语嘛，对不对，然后至于我们现在很多人关心的什么人权问题，自由问题，那些东西到了那时候也不重要了。

大多数人连九成的自由都消化不了，还嫌太多呢？不都已经在抱怨资讯爆炸，娱乐至死了吗？而且西方也有言论和活动的不自由，比如说德国限制纳粹支持者的言论自由。那么中国自由的差别真有那么重要吗？但是这本书最奇妙的一点在哪，就是这里面提到莫名其妙的，在世界经济要崩溃，中国崛起中间有一个月。那个月到底出了什么事呢？没人知道居然2013年没有人记得了，大家只是幸福微笑的生活，只有少部分人在追寻那个失去一个月的神秘的秘密。这就是这本书最精彩，也最科幻的部分了。

南方周末文化论坛《所谓文化大国》韩寒演讲

大家好。第二次来到厦门，然后这里的空气很好，难怪大家都喜欢散步。

刚才我听邓老师说了一些关于爱国主义的东西，然后我想到了两句话，我是之前看到的，那是别人说的不是我说的。第一句话是“爱国主义是流氓最后的庇护所”。第二句话是“真正的爱国主义就是要保护这个国家，让这个国家不受到任何迫害”。

然后今天我也准备了一些说的内容，我带了一个稿纸。这是为了约束我自己，免得到时候大家受到什么迫害，我怕我满嘴跑火车。

开始了。

各位领导，各位老师，各位同学：

大家好。

大家知道中国为什么一直成不了一个文化大国吗？因为在我们大部分的讲话的时候，“各位领导”永远是放在第一位的，而各位领导都是没有文化的。不光光是这样，他们还是惧怕文化的、是审查文化的，但是呢他们又能够控制文化。所以说这个国家怎么能够成为文化大国呢？各位领导你们说呢？

其实中国是有成为一个文化大国的潜力的，我给大家讲一个故事。我要主编一本杂志到现在都没有出版。然后呢宪法上有规定，每个公民都拥有出版的自由。但是呢我们的王法又有规定，就是领导有不让你出版的自由。这个杂志在很多地方在审查上遇到了一些问题：里面有一幅漫画，漫画里是张图，主人公是个男的，他没有穿衣服——当然这是不可以的嘛，因为相关的法律法规规定我们不能露出那个阴部在公开的出版物上——但这个我认可，我觉得没有问题。所以我特地把那个杂志特别大的一个logo把它放在不合法的那个部位。突然之间就是出版社的审查人员告诉我说这个不可以，你把这个人的中间这个地方挡住了，你这个是在暗喻“党中央”。我的反应和大家一样——我被雷到了。我当时脑子里就在想，朋友，把你这个惊天地泣鬼神的想象力用在文艺创作上而不是用在文艺审查上那该有多好。


通过这个故事我想告诉大家其实大家都是很有想象力的。当然想多事情我们只能想，我们不能去做、不能写，甚至很多场合不能说。我们的限制太多了，这是一个限制级的国家。在限制级的国家里怎么可能产生非常丰富的文化呢？我已经算是一个自我限制很少的一个同志了，但是在我落笔的时候我就会情不自禁地想这个警察不能写、领导不能写、政策不能写、制度不能写、司法不能写、很多历史不能写、西藏不能写、新疆不能写、集会不能写、游行不能写、黄色不能写、封杀不能写、低俗不能写——高雅我又写不出，那你说那我写些什么？我真的写不出那么高雅的东西，我又不是余秋雨。

在网络上发表的一些文章尺度已经算是比较大了。很多写剧本的朋友，我知道一些写剧本的朋友，像类似宁财神啊写一些话剧，还有一些电影剧本电视剧本（的作者），他们非常地痛苦。在这样的一个文化环境下，我一直在想，如何去成为一个文化大国？除非全世界只剩下中国、朝鲜还有阿富汗。朝鲜是文化禁地，大家都知道；阿富汗是因为国内的形势还搞不清楚，他们还顾不上文化。但纵然这样，他们都已经有作家写出了《追风筝的人》，当然比较遗憾的是这也不是在阿富汗出版的。我想一旦阿富汗搞清楚了也不是没有可能超过中国。

我们所谓的在国际交流上不能再拿那些四大名著和和孔孟之道我们知道的，这个就像相亲的时候女方问你有没有钱，你说你祖宗十八辈很有钱。没用的。这个悲剧的造成和大家没有任何的关系。虽然说通往朝鲜的道路是由每一个沉默的人铺就的。但是一方面我们当然要比朝鲜强很多，因为大家知道朝鲜是什么样子的。另外一方面呢我相信在座的大家，其实很多人并不沉默——大家只是被和谐了而已。

在中国的扫黄史上，可能很多同学——我想大家都知道——毕竟是大学生了——虽然现在的一些教材上已经没有这些内容了——就是邓丽君和刘文正都是黄色、下流、淫秽的。但是因为听的人多了，他们就变成了黄色、下流，他们就不淫秽了。但是呢到最后全国人民都在听，所以他们就即不黄色，也不下流了。如果我们都能够来反对文化的审查，让我们的屏蔽词里除了反人类的词汇以外不再有其他的词汇，那我们才有可能去创造出一个文化的大国。哪怕在这个过程当中你我的名字都会进入这个屏蔽词库，但是我相信一个屏蔽词库是有它的最大的载重量的——每一个新增加的词汇其实都是在加速他的灭亡。

所以我希望我们的新闻媒体的从业者、我们的学生老师、每一个文化的从业者、爱好者啊，包括每一个版主啊，可以努力让我们的屏蔽和审查越来越少。我们的领导们——注意这个领导和大家是分开的——我们的领导们、我们的政府，可以有足够的自信让文化更加地开放。我知道我们的领导很喜欢向国外输出我们的文化，觉得这个是一个强国的象征，但是你现有的文化我觉得实在是输不出去的。我们在创作作品的时候每一个作者，每一个从业人员，他们在时刻进行着自我的审查。在这样的一个创作环境下，我觉得怎么能产生像样的文化作品呢？在全世界范围内，你把所有的作品阉割得像新闻联播一样给外国人看，企图输出中国的文化，你当外国人是外星人啊？
我觉得中国是不是在经济上真正地崛起了这个要等我们的房地产业崩盘了以后再谈，现在一切都不好说。但是如果一个国家在文化上它真正地崛起了那它真是一定是个强国，而且我想应该永远不会有崩盘的危险。

最后说回到我们的屏蔽词库——一个屏蔽词库里面的词越是多，这个国家的文化可能就会越是弱。但我们的政府会给你很多的解释，他们会告诉你我们这么做是为了保护青少年，是为了社会的稳定。文化是自由的，所以他们有权屏蔽任何危害青少年、破坏社会稳定的资讯和文化。但是如果你认同了，迟早有一天你会发现，你在控诉你的遭遇的时候，他们会将你屏蔽，罪名是破坏社会的稳定。到最后凡是不利于统治阶层的，不利于他们获得利益的言论都是破坏社会的稳定，都是危害青少年。如果我们当时沦为了绿坝花季护航，很快我们就会看到绿坝花甲护航。到那个时候我们就不光光是看到文化的濒死了。所以同学们，我们不能让这一天的到来。否则在以后，在若干年以后，在你的孙子的通过卫星接收到的电子课本的历史书上，我们都会是笑料。

所以，谢谢大家。