Automata: Memory Exchange

🕰️ I recently read this rather evil novel, which made me, a middle-aged man, feel a little confused for the past two days I don't know if it's because I'm getting older, but when I reach the age of forty-five or six, it's easy for anything to happen to me. I originally thought about reading two chapters and then falling asleep, but when I read it, I saw three o'clock in the morning. After reading it, I sat on the bedside and smoked, not daring to move for a long time. The feeling in my heart was quite complicated. What is this book about? It is said that in the future, all electronic gadgets will be useless, and everyone will return to the era of using gears and clockwork to keep time. At this time, there is a cruel job, which can extract people's "memory" and spend it as money with a clearly marked price. Do you think this is evil or not? The rich people in the book live their lives in vain, so they buy other people's memories to experience them. For example, buy a piece of "The Ecstasy of Climbing Mount Everest" or a piece of "The Sweetness of First Love". As for ordinary people like us, when we can't survive, we sell our most precious things for money. There is a character in the book, a master watch repairman named Zhao Nuo. This person is very talented. Others have to use a big machine that costs tens of millions to extract memories. After a lot of banging and banging, what is extracted is still full of impurities. As long as he flicks the old pocket watch on his wrist and touches your forehead with his finger, he can pull out that memory of yours completely, leaving nothing behind. When I was halfway through reading, I was thinking, if this were true, how many things would we have to sell in our lifetime? There is a plot in the book that made my heart skip a beat. There was a delivery man whose whole body smelled of engine oil. He came in to sell the memory of "when his daughter was just born, he walked out of the hospital with his daughter in his arms." Why? Because his wife ran away, he really couldn't pay for his daughter's tuition for the last six months. Zhao Nuo asked him: "Are you sure? If you sell this thing, you will really forget what your daughter looked like when she was first born." The old man didn't say anything and just nodded. When I looked at these lines of words, my father's appearance suddenly came to my mind. My dad said something similar to me before he left. He said: "Son, some things can't be sold. Once sold, the soul will be gone." At that time, I thought he was verbose, but now that I think about it, what the old man said was right. When we were young, people of our generation desperately wanted to make money. We wanted to have a house, a car, and money in our hands. We thought that was the sense of security. But when you are really at an age where you have seniors and juniors, when you look back, the things that really make you feel "I didn't live in vain" are the trivial things that have no place to put a price - such as your wife tucking you in in the middle of the night, your child calling you daddy for the first time, and your courage to challenge the whole world even though you were very poor. This is the most cruel part of this book. It didn't write about saving the world. Instead, it wrote about a watch repairman who watched the people around him hollow themselves out bit by bit in order to survive. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and overturned the table. He said: "You treat people like stocks, but I want to prove that some things in life cannot be valued." To be honest, it made me feel a little bit sour. We are busy every day now. Mortgage, car loan, KPI, it seems that everyone has a price tag. But this book reminded me that under those cold numbers, we are still living people. Those moments of pain, crying, and laughter are our confidence in this life. ------

If you don't make a profit, you can't start early. The real culprit is capital. This point of view is a bit profound a

A showdown about enslaving with fear or believing in and respecting free will

A book I discovered by chance, a book I don't know how to define. A bit sci-fi, a bit dark, but the core is still "If wealth is the only social value, then the poor are not worthy of happiness and beautiful memories." To break the worship of wealth, do not sell the beauty of your spiritual world to compromise with material. If you give up independent thinking, you will inevitably become the "fuel" of capital.

After setting up a trap for so long, the truth was finally revealed. Everything seemed accidental but actually it was inevitable

I haven't read it yet, so I'll comment first. The guy who left the most comments in the comment area said some spoilers. It seems that this book is inspired by "Time Bank" and "The Ring Finger". I'll go and see how it goes. If I don't come back to comment, it means I don't think it's good and I'm leaving.