Chapter 83 Aria of Freedom

Although the sparrow is small, it has all the necessary organs.

Although it lacks many of the detailed differentiation places that develop into large-scale settlements, the basic prototype is still there.

The church on the outskirts of the town and the cemetery behind the church, the bar in the center of the town, and the grocery store also in the center of the town.

If Aunt Richel, who replaced the hat shop, also moved to the center of the town, this might be called a small commercial street?

However

Compared to these, Karina now needs to face the person in front of her more.

Yao Yan looked at the person who came.

This is a tall middle-aged man.

"Dear Miss Karina~"

The middle-aged man shouted loudly in an opera-like exaggerated aria:

"It seems that you have decided~"

Yao Yan wanted to keep silent. After all, although the opera aria sounds very special, it is equivalent to the opera singing on the stage in terms of ecological niche.

The curiosity reward that the body produced when exploring new things due to unfamiliarity in life, this filter no longer exists at this time.

Or, because it is part of the overly familiar local culture, and because it is too familiar, it has lost the filter of curiosity and reward, so the opera voice seems mediocre and ordinary.

For Yao Yan, this exaggerated aria does not make him feel elegant or noble.

It's just that Karina needs him

Need the job he gives.

"Mr. Mabiak, why does your tavern need a maid?"

"I~ am~"

Without waiting for Mabiak to finish, Yao Yan recalled the conversation with the tavern owner in Karina's memory and said:

"Although I need a job to allow me to live in this town, if I work as a maid, I will refuse other jobs besides serving food, okay?"

Yao Yan said this in Karina's tone.

After saying this, Mabiak seemed to be choked, and the words were stuck in his throat.

At this time, Yao Yan took over and said:

"So, Mr. Mabiak, please tell me what you plan to let the barmaid do? Depending on the situation, I might agree."

Karina came to this town mainly to visit relatives, but that was not the only purpose.

After all, she fainted after working in the sewing factory, then lost her job, and was weak. It was probably because she had some disease.

When there is no other source of income, the job of a bartender is more suitable.

Although it is not easy, there seems to be no other job to do in this town.

Moreover

Whether it is Yao Yan's own knowledge or Karina's knowledge, the temperament of this bar owner does not match the bar very well.

Hearing her words, the middle-aged man, the bar owner, Mabiak coughed:

"Ahem, I think it's a good way to perform in the bar."

As he said, he unconsciously raised his voice:

"Let's have a great opera belonging to Mabiak!"

Hearing these words, Yao Yan was a little surprised.

Originally, Karina thought that the bar owner was going to let her do something like selling her body or even sex, but now it seems that she was wrong.

Yao Yan carefully looked at the man in front of him who could provide him with some information, and asked Karina to straighten up slightly, and asked in a tone that matched Karina's tone:

"What kind of opera is great? The number of performers? The number of audiences? The purpose is lofty?"

This sentence made the middle-aged man, Mabiak, stunned for a moment, and clenched the black umbrella in his hand. He pondered for a moment and answered decisively:

"Of course the purpose is lofty!"

Yao Yan smiled and walked with the umbrella:

"What kind of purpose is lofty? "

Seeing Karina's action, Mabiak followed and was also thinking about this question. He answered a little slower than the previous one, but he still answered:

"Of course it is the freedom and nobility of human nature!!!"

"Freedom of human nature? What kind of freedom? What kind of nobility?"

"To what extent is it considered freedom, and to what extent is it considered nobility?"

Yao Yan continued to ask questions. Karina's voice was not good, not crisp and pleasant, but the gentle voice entered Mabiak's ears.

This question made Mabiak take a deep look at Karina who was walking in front, and then he thought carefully:

"Take me as an example. Of course, my choice, my personal will, and personal choice can be fully exercised, which is freedom. This is human nature. "

"What conforms to human nature is noble. "

Simple and plain diode.

Yao Yan listened silently, made a judgment, and then said:

"In other words, Mr. Mabiak, do you think that personal freedom and personal will should be the top priority in society?"

Yao Yan said misleading words by substituting concepts that were difficult to detect.

Mabiak thought about it, and it was the same as his idea:

"Yes."

"So, Mr. Mabiak, whose freedom do you think should be given top priority?"

Yao Yan smiled in his heart, and Karina's mouth corners also slightly raised, and began to quote out of context, directing freedom to something that sociology would inevitably touch upon.

"No one's freedom should be given top priority, everyone is equal!"

Mabiak frowned and responded.

"Are all people equal?"

Yao Yan only repeated half of the sentence, and then continued:

"So when freedom and equality conflict, what do you choose?"

"Freedom and equality conflict?" Mabiak's brows also frowned, as if he thought of something, and his face looked a little bad.

"Is it my freedom to attack others and oppress others?"

Faced with these people from "different times", Yao Yan could only express his views in a simple, crude, and even distorted way.

"Of course not, freedom should not be oppressed!" Mabiak's voice became much duller.

"So, does that mean freedom should be restricted?" Yao Yan smiled.

"Yes, yes." Mabiak responded somewhat reluctantly.

"Which freedoms should be restricted? What kind of restrictions should be imposed?" Yao Yan continued to walk, and the bar came into view.

"Oppressive, offensive" Mabiak's voice became a little low.

Yao Yan did not feel any sense of victory, nor could he experience this feeling.

Moreover, is it something worthy of superiority to defeat an ordinary person who is not even an absolute liberalist?

What's more.

What he said has long been a cliché in the discussion about freedom, and it is a realistic foundation that no one can avoid.

It can be said that it is a topic of preschool level in the discussion about freedom.

He, she stopped and stood in front of the bar:

"Is it freedom for me to express opposition to others? Is it freedom for a group of people to express opposition to someone? Is it freedom for everyone to express opposition to someone?"

Mabiak also stopped, and he was also thinking about this question.

Oh, this is the first grade of elementary school.

Yao Yan looked at his thoughtful movements and shook his head.

If he answered, Yao Yan would have the next one:

"My opposition is said to violate the spirit of freedom, a group of people's opposition is said to violate the spirit of freedom, and everyone's opposition is said to violate the spirit of freedom. Is this statement freedom?"

If the other party answered again?

Then, I'm sorry, I have completely fallen into his trap.

This empty and non-specific discussion will not produce any results.

Specific cases should be discussed specifically. After all, not every question has a definite answer or a definite standard.

When there is no definite answer, this topic should be judged by other standards.

Thinking of this, he smiled again in his heart.

Without the interference of emotions and will, there is no ideology?

Overthinking.

Although it is a very rough judgment, as long as the discussion includes value judgments, it is already an ideology.

So, is "logic" an ideology?

Whether it is noticed or not, the composition of language symbols itself contains the condensation of meaning.

Who knows how many value judgments are hidden in the "meaning" included?

For example, what he is talking about now is "ideology" and "freedom".

There is no way to escape this.

He and she looked at the owner of the tavern.

Language traps are always set unconsciously, for others and for ourselves.