"Anyone who cannot come to terms with his life while he is alive needs on hand to ward off a little his despair over his fate—he has little success in this—but with the other hand he can note down what he sees among the ruins, for he sees different (and more) things than do the others; after all, dead as he is in his own lifetime, he is the real survivor. This assumes that he does not need both hands, or more hands than he has, in his struggle against despair."--Kafka



Sunday, March 14, 2010

潑辣

說老實,我很喜歡很bitchy 很潑辣很刻薄的人,喜歡他們的敢言和直率。話說我有位老師,好型,明明是教授級,看不起現時搞學術的氣氛,就索性辭職不幹,做一個小小的講師,上課時罵盡同僚,為行家懺悔,不過一句「你做什麼都好,你剝削client 的利益,就是大大的罪孽」就知道這個人罵得有理。

張愛玲也是刻薄的人,看破世情了。

近年香港出了一個刻薄得要命的蘇絲黃,我倒不喜歡她的刻薄,我喜歡那種的是有料有心有大愛的怒氣,罵罵人家的食物不好吃,其實都只是沒有霸氣的小嘮叨。

所以我喜歡鄧小樺,罵藝發局罵得情真意切,罵得幾晚失眠,她那麼愛香港愛字花的,我為她的怒氣也感憤憤不平。

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