Today, I went back to my weird dentist clinic to get some cavities and an extraction of my wisdom tooth. It was her husband this time. I was actually a bit hesitant when they asked me to pull it out. I have a French in-class tomorrow, but she assured me that it'll only ache for a few hours.
Okay, few hours is fine with me. At least I got my paper pretty much done.
I guess this guy is a much more normal than his wife, and the extraction wasn't that bad, I was listening to my mp3 the whole time. In the end he had to sew it up, guess it was a big hole in there.
When I got out, she came out to tell me "Okay, so this thing will hurt for about four days"
"FOUR DAYS??"
She prescribed me some painkillers and two other pills. Dah-ddy then asked her to write out some notes for my medical insurance in Taiwan, so I also told her to write me a "doctor's note" for my professor. I mean, of course I have to use this opportunity to get as much as I can, I'm not suffering the pain for nothing! So I got a "please excuse Sherry from class today due to dental surgury!" WOOT
I walked next door to buy my dose. When I came out I remembered that I forgot to tell them that I want to keep my tooth. So I went back in there, and I told the nurse:
"um......... Can I keep my tooth?"
We stared at each other
"Oh...... it has been thrown away already" She looked apologetic
"OH......Okay..... in that case, nevermind then.." I was really disappointed and went out.
Anyway, I was hurting like crazy when I got back. I couldn't even sit still, and I kept on punching my fist against my legs. GOD. Finally I swallowed some food so I could take my painkiller.
I'm suppose to go back to get another one extracted next week, and another cavity as well haha.
Thursday, 26 November 2009
Tuesday, 24 November 2009
Adventure at the dentist Part I
So a few days ago, I started to have this tooth ache at the back of my jaw, I guess my wisdom teeth is coming on. It's kind of bad actually, as I can't chew properly I finally went to the dentist today. I haven't been to one for a while actually, becuase I perceived my teeth to be very healthy still. And I don't know WHY my dad just HAD to take me to weird dentists everytime.
In Taiwan, he took me to this dental clinic, which I think is the dentist's part-time home or something, cos he was treating me while wearing slippers. Anyway, I remember he tried to extract this baby teeth for me and I don't know if he's too weak or whatever but he just couldn't get it off. In the end he was pulling against it like crazy while I was hurting like crazy.
Well this time, my dah-dy took me to this dental clinic on Broadway, and seriously, very strange.
I was laying there, and she was checking my jaw, and she suddenly asked me "how do you eat noodles"?
"How do I eat noodles???"
"yeah, how?"
"I...... just bite the noodles?"
"Oh, I think you might have some trouble eating"
Oh no lady, I can have trouble doing everything but never for eating.
Then she told me that I have caries and I'll have to get cavities. Oh my God, I suddenly remembered when my boss told me that she thinks I have caries. And I thought she was out of her mind. Anyway, she then told me I'll have to have my wisdom tooth extracted. I was like "oh okay, when?"
"now"
"NOW? NO WAY" I literally screamed in there
"NO WAY NO WAY, I have a huge paper due soon I'm not gonna have blood dripping on my keyboard as I write about suburban women"
Then we settled to just do a dental cleaning. And I was cool with that.
BUT IT WASN'T COOL AT ALL. I don't know why but I just felt like she was drilling my teeth and my gums. And I could taste my blood. GOSH It hurt so bad that I had tears slowly sliding down my cheeks. Normally this shouldn't take over twenty minutes. And she was doing it for nearly twice that amount, THE PAIN. I suspected that she was also doing something else but I didn't know.
Afterwards she asked whether I use floss. I told her I don't. And she went and came back with a model jaw with teeth in it, a tooth brush, and a string. And she said, okay, I will now teach you the correct way bursh and floss your teeth.
What's this, presentation on dental care?? I'm a 19 years old college student and you think I don't know how to brush or floss my teeth?!
Fine. I admit maybe I do need to change the way I do my jaw stuff.
Then she handed me the model jaw and floss ribbon and said, "okay, you stay here and practice for a while, I'll be back later"
So I was sitting there alone, quietly flossing fake teeth, with nurses passing by every now and then, I felt so much like a fool.
When she came back, she started "drilling" my teeth again, OH THE PAIN. When we were finally done, she told me that I have a slight periodontitititis or however you spell that and she told me "I just gave you a peiodontititiitis treatment"
"YOU GAVE ME A WHAT TREATMENT?? WITHOUT TELLING ME???"
In Taiwan, he took me to this dental clinic, which I think is the dentist's part-time home or something, cos he was treating me while wearing slippers. Anyway, I remember he tried to extract this baby teeth for me and I don't know if he's too weak or whatever but he just couldn't get it off. In the end he was pulling against it like crazy while I was hurting like crazy.
Well this time, my dah-dy took me to this dental clinic on Broadway, and seriously, very strange.
I was laying there, and she was checking my jaw, and she suddenly asked me "how do you eat noodles"?
"How do I eat noodles???"
"yeah, how?"
"I...... just bite the noodles?"
"Oh, I think you might have some trouble eating"
Oh no lady, I can have trouble doing everything but never for eating.
Then she told me that I have caries and I'll have to get cavities. Oh my God, I suddenly remembered when my boss told me that she thinks I have caries. And I thought she was out of her mind. Anyway, she then told me I'll have to have my wisdom tooth extracted. I was like "oh okay, when?"
"now"
"NOW? NO WAY" I literally screamed in there
"NO WAY NO WAY, I have a huge paper due soon I'm not gonna have blood dripping on my keyboard as I write about suburban women"
Then we settled to just do a dental cleaning. And I was cool with that.
BUT IT WASN'T COOL AT ALL. I don't know why but I just felt like she was drilling my teeth and my gums. And I could taste my blood. GOSH It hurt so bad that I had tears slowly sliding down my cheeks. Normally this shouldn't take over twenty minutes. And she was doing it for nearly twice that amount, THE PAIN. I suspected that she was also doing something else but I didn't know.
Afterwards she asked whether I use floss. I told her I don't. And she went and came back with a model jaw with teeth in it, a tooth brush, and a string. And she said, okay, I will now teach you the correct way bursh and floss your teeth.
What's this, presentation on dental care?? I'm a 19 years old college student and you think I don't know how to brush or floss my teeth?!
Fine. I admit maybe I do need to change the way I do my jaw stuff.
Then she handed me the model jaw and floss ribbon and said, "okay, you stay here and practice for a while, I'll be back later"
So I was sitting there alone, quietly flossing fake teeth, with nurses passing by every now and then, I felt so much like a fool.
When she came back, she started "drilling" my teeth again, OH THE PAIN. When we were finally done, she told me that I have a slight periodontitititis or however you spell that and she told me "I just gave you a peiodontititiitis treatment"
"YOU GAVE ME A WHAT TREATMENT?? WITHOUT TELLING ME???"
Saturday, 21 November 2009
New umbrella
I just feel like it would be a whole waste of my valuable friday "midnight" if I just go to bed like this. So I guess it would be a good idea to take some note of what happened in this week of my life, perhaps when I come back to look at it in the future, I might be reminded of some memorable choses, although I don't see a lot of things going around being too worthwhile to remember haaaaaaaaa
So last Sunday, my dah-ddy and I had lunch with his old collegue and her son. We've met quite a few times actually. Since the son and I are the same age, we get along very well actually, especially when we're both music students (well I'm more like a part time one), though we do get into little disputes since he's Jazz and I'm Classical. Anyway, that's of little importance. Now we were at this noodle bar, and we ordered a couple dishes and plates for the four of us. Everything went really well, and we were having a nice meal.
Towards the end, the parents were pretty much finished eating. Him, he too, emptied his plate. As for me, I decided that I should take a rest, and I planned to continue with my fried bun soon after wards, and thus placed my chopsticks down. Meanwhile, he was taking out his Listerine Fresh Breath thing (whatever you call those) and had a piece. I guess he assumed that I was finished dining, and reached over, held the package to me.
And I didn't know where the heck I learned to react in such a way to a guy whom I don't know too well, and to whom I still maintain a very ladylike image of myself. The point is, I first stared at the package, and I looked at him straight in the eye in an earnst fashion, and declared: "I'm not done".
I guess he was pretty shocked. He froze, his arm, still reached over at me, held in mid-air. He *blinked* *blinked*, there was an awkward silence. Finally he said "OH", and retreated.
I mean, he's already the type who's a big filler, and here comes me, eating more than him.. more than our parents...But I was HUNGRY!
Anyway, then we went to Aberdeen centre, becuase I needed to get a new umbrella (since I lost mine on Friday the 13th). So us to, we spent twenty minutes trying to pick out a reliable and pretty one, at least that's what we assumed. I remember buying one from there before, and it pretty much separated into parts during my first use. I learned to be very careful with Daiso umbrellas. After we had some giant cream puffs, we stopped by Richmond Centre. I was so excited as I stepped out of the car, becuase I JUST COULDN'T WAIT TO TRY OUT MY NEW UMBRELLA! AND IT WAS RAINING!
So I opened the car door, confidently stepped onto the wet concrete land, in a graceful yet reserved manner, I poked my umbrella outwards, and opened it! Within five seconds, the wind that blew by literally blew apart my whole new umbrella.................................................................................... Anyway it ended up in the garbage can and I went into the mall in search for another one.
And thus I spent thirty minutes in The Bay trying to pick one out. I got an Esprit one, it's yellow. And it was quite reliable until today Anna broke this little part of it.
So last Sunday, my dah-ddy and I had lunch with his old collegue and her son. We've met quite a few times actually. Since the son and I are the same age, we get along very well actually, especially when we're both music students (well I'm more like a part time one), though we do get into little disputes since he's Jazz and I'm Classical. Anyway, that's of little importance. Now we were at this noodle bar, and we ordered a couple dishes and plates for the four of us. Everything went really well, and we were having a nice meal.
Towards the end, the parents were pretty much finished eating. Him, he too, emptied his plate. As for me, I decided that I should take a rest, and I planned to continue with my fried bun soon after wards, and thus placed my chopsticks down. Meanwhile, he was taking out his Listerine Fresh Breath thing (whatever you call those) and had a piece. I guess he assumed that I was finished dining, and reached over, held the package to me.
And I didn't know where the heck I learned to react in such a way to a guy whom I don't know too well, and to whom I still maintain a very ladylike image of myself. The point is, I first stared at the package, and I looked at him straight in the eye in an earnst fashion, and declared: "I'm not done".
I guess he was pretty shocked. He froze, his arm, still reached over at me, held in mid-air. He *blinked* *blinked*, there was an awkward silence. Finally he said "OH", and retreated.
I mean, he's already the type who's a big filler, and here comes me, eating more than him.. more than our parents...But I was HUNGRY!
Anyway, then we went to Aberdeen centre, becuase I needed to get a new umbrella (since I lost mine on Friday the 13th). So us to, we spent twenty minutes trying to pick out a reliable and pretty one, at least that's what we assumed. I remember buying one from there before, and it pretty much separated into parts during my first use. I learned to be very careful with Daiso umbrellas. After we had some giant cream puffs, we stopped by Richmond Centre. I was so excited as I stepped out of the car, becuase I JUST COULDN'T WAIT TO TRY OUT MY NEW UMBRELLA! AND IT WAS RAINING!
So I opened the car door, confidently stepped onto the wet concrete land, in a graceful yet reserved manner, I poked my umbrella outwards, and opened it! Within five seconds, the wind that blew by literally blew apart my whole new umbrella.................................................................................... Anyway it ended up in the garbage can and I went into the mall in search for another one.
And thus I spent thirty minutes in The Bay trying to pick one out. I got an Esprit one, it's yellow. And it was quite reliable until today Anna broke this little part of it.
Friday, 13 November 2009
是黑色星期五
So a few days ago, I realized that this friday is the 13th, and I had such a bad feeling already, and kept on reminding myself I must be very very careful this day. I told dah-ddy about my concern, and he told the foolish me to get rid of my superstitions. BUT I'm not superstitious. After 19 years of experience as a human being, I have testified that it's a developed FACT that I'm either really fortunate on friday the 13th, or really unfortunate. And usually it's the latter that's the case. But no matter how careful you are, you can never get away with such an omen. Consider the following incidents, which, do not usually happen.
Incident #1 So I got up as usual, arrived at the bus stop at exactly 8 to wait for my 8:05 #4. What do you know, my trolly was here early and left in front of my eyes. I had to stand in the rain for 20 minutes as the wind whipped me. This is my first time late for school since September.
Incident #2 I was at school, going to my second class, and suddently realized that I forgot my UMBRELLA on the bus. This is my first time forgetting my umbrella in public since I was five years old (my mum and I left the cab without our umbrellas).
Incident #3 I was sitting in my third class, Scan Lit, when I had this terrible stomach ache. It was PAINFUL, as if things were running around in there, must have been the milk I added to my coffee this morning. This isn't the first time I have stomach ache due to milk in coffee..... but STILL.
Incident #4 I went out to walk to the hair studio when I realized that I forgot my MITTONS. And YES, first time I've forgotten something so important in such humid and freezing day.
Incident #5 My hair stylist gave me an inconvenient style.
It's the collection of these little unfortunance that pisses me off! GAH
Imma stay home for the rest of the day, which is also partly why I shouldn't to go to the film festival (in case Lu is wondering l.o.l). I will just have dinner.. read my novel.. have some red & cheese.. movie channels.. and that ends my unfortunate day of friday the 13th.
Incident #1 So I got up as usual, arrived at the bus stop at exactly 8 to wait for my 8:05 #4. What do you know, my trolly was here early and left in front of my eyes. I had to stand in the rain for 20 minutes as the wind whipped me. This is my first time late for school since September.
Incident #2 I was at school, going to my second class, and suddently realized that I forgot my UMBRELLA on the bus. This is my first time forgetting my umbrella in public since I was five years old (my mum and I left the cab without our umbrellas).
Incident #3 I was sitting in my third class, Scan Lit, when I had this terrible stomach ache. It was PAINFUL, as if things were running around in there, must have been the milk I added to my coffee this morning. This isn't the first time I have stomach ache due to milk in coffee..... but STILL.
Incident #4 I went out to walk to the hair studio when I realized that I forgot my MITTONS. And YES, first time I've forgotten something so important in such humid and freezing day.
Incident #5 My hair stylist gave me an inconvenient style.
It's the collection of these little unfortunance that pisses me off! GAH
Imma stay home for the rest of the day, which is also partly why I shouldn't to go to the film festival (in case Lu is wondering l.o.l). I will just have dinner.. read my novel.. have some red & cheese.. movie channels.. and that ends my unfortunate day of friday the 13th.
Wednesday, 11 November 2009
Paper #1 - OVER
這個禮拜將會是開心的7天
星期一把一篇大paper交出去了
前一天超緊張的, 限字1800, 我偏偏又廢話一堆, 原本寫了3000多字
刪的我好苦啊.. 好心痛啊.. 最後刪到2300我真的沒辦法了, 於是就走到也剛好在埋頭寫paper的懶散的哥哥旁邊:
"哥, 你寫paper寫多了, 告訴我, 寫破表會不會被扣分?"
"寫過一百字應該不會怎樣吧..."
"五百字呢?"
".....我不知道......."
".....沒用的傢伙... 怎麼辦啦....... 我刪不下去了..."
"哼..." 他冷冷的對我笑 "我的情況才慘呢.. 我是寫不出來了"
視線轉到他那裡, 無助凝視著他的電腦銀幕, Word開著, 除了最上面的title, 其他完全是空白的
我爸看到我們兩個的情況已經笑到失控
沒辦法了.. 隔天帶到學校在刪個幾十個, 直接交出去囉 (?)
當天法文presentation也弄好了, TA你愛怎麼改我就怎麼改, 我不管了啦...
在學校忙到5點鐘, 我抱了12本書回家, 最近要開始準備下一篇Paper
但馬上就要迎接這接下來的美好時光~ 我到星期五才有課哦!! 今天已經去Robson一個下午, 吃了拉麵, 去搜括了專櫃的試用品~ 看了電影~ woot woot 明天得好好的休息, 後天也好好的休息, 星期五下課後去Kits街逛&展現歌喉, 星期六好好休息, 星期天好好休息~ 而且這個禮拜不用工作, 老闆和老闆娘度假去了~ 天哪, 還有比這個星期更有意義嗎?! Nooo!
好了好了, 到此為止, 先去鑽被然後看偵探小說然後睡覺
晚安! OH! OH! OH!................................ OH!
星期一把一篇大paper交出去了
前一天超緊張的, 限字1800, 我偏偏又廢話一堆, 原本寫了3000多字
刪的我好苦啊.. 好心痛啊.. 最後刪到2300我真的沒辦法了, 於是就走到也剛好在埋頭寫paper的懶散的哥哥旁邊:
"哥, 你寫paper寫多了, 告訴我, 寫破表會不會被扣分?"
"寫過一百字應該不會怎樣吧..."
"五百字呢?"
".....我不知道......."
".....沒用的傢伙... 怎麼辦啦....... 我刪不下去了..."
"哼..." 他冷冷的對我笑 "我的情況才慘呢.. 我是寫不出來了"
視線轉到他那裡, 無助凝視著他的電腦銀幕, Word開著, 除了最上面的title, 其他完全是空白的
我爸看到我們兩個的情況已經笑到失控
沒辦法了.. 隔天帶到學校在刪個幾十個, 直接交出去囉 (?)
當天法文presentation也弄好了, TA你愛怎麼改我就怎麼改, 我不管了啦...
在學校忙到5點鐘, 我抱了12本書回家, 最近要開始準備下一篇Paper
但馬上就要迎接這接下來的美好時光~ 我到星期五才有課哦!! 今天已經去Robson一個下午, 吃了拉麵, 去搜括了專櫃的試用品~ 看了電影~ woot woot 明天得好好的休息, 後天也好好的休息, 星期五下課後去Kits街逛&展現歌喉, 星期六好好休息, 星期天好好休息~ 而且這個禮拜不用工作, 老闆和老闆娘度假去了~ 天哪, 還有比這個星期更有意義嗎?! Nooo!
好了好了, 到此為止, 先去鑽被然後看偵探小說然後睡覺
晚安! OH! OH! OH!................................ OH!
Thursday, 5 November 2009
嘔吐: personal reflection
小時候我特別討厭有關歷史的東西, 不管是歷史課, 歷史書, 歷史電影, 紀錄片, 老舊東西, 黑白照片, 總覺得歷史充滿太多傷心和可怕的事情, 特別是20世紀的歷史. 其實從小學就有這種想法了. 那時候覺得學歷史的人應該很勇敢. 誰曉得, 高中拿了歷史課, 大學也上了這麼多近代歷史課程, 一戰, 二戰, 太平洋戰, 越戰, 都不知道讀了多少次. 以為已經可以克服過去所有醜陋的歷史, 所有殘酷的畫面...
塞爾維亞的猶太小說家David Albahari曾經在小說 "Gotz and Meyer" 提到, 當他在蒐集納粹黨SS軍官的資料時, 一度感到噁心, 一度受不了快抓狂.. 我今天終於體會到這種感覺
最近在北歐文學開始讀一些納粹大屠殺的文學創作, 這幾天突然起了疑問, 為什麼每次說到納粹軍官時, 很少會提到女軍官. 看紀錄片, 訪問的時候全部都是男軍官出現而已, 但我很確定, 如果有女集中營, 一定就會有女軍官啊.. 今天用電腦的時候終於想起來, 乾脆順便查查看..
的確, 女軍官是有的, 但不多. 於是我就在google和wiki上看了幾個女SS的資料. 讓我意外的是, 其實女的不比男SS好到哪裡去, 他們殘忍度都不相上下. 一般我都以為男生的暴力傾向過多於女的. 可是這些女性SS, 一樣對婦女, 小孩趕盡殺絕, 有幾個會放狗把人人活活分屍, 有一個會喜歡蒐集別人的刺青, 看到喜歡的就會把她殺了, 把刺青剝下來去裝飾她的燈. 也有會把別人活活踩死, 鞭打至死, 拔槍亂射等等.. 各個都是有虐待傾向.. 甚至連性虐待也有. 更讓我無法接受的是, 大部分的女軍官特別是最殘忍的, 都是十幾二十歲的年輕女生. 有些是工廠來的, 有些是農夫的女兒, 有些是老師, 都是些蠻 "正常" 的人. 就算是接受命令吧, 就算是為了納粹德國吧, 就算是為了希特勒吧, 但我無法了解幾個跟我一樣大的女孩怎麼會做出這麼可怕冷血的事情 (?) 她們真的覺得對這些婦女小孩的大屠殺這很正常嗎?
有些女SS戰後被判處死刑, 有些關起來了, 有些逃走, 消失了, 去了美國, 去了加拿大, 過著平凡人的生活. 有一個和猶太人結婚, 過完了一生, 有一個去了紐約和美國人結婚生子, 鄰居都稱她為一個友善的家庭主婦. 殺了幾千人後, 還能這麼平凡的活著, 不, 她們在戰爭時候就很平凡了. 1945年的照片上的她們長相清秀, 笑容燦爛帶點英氣, 穿著平凡, 就是背景裡面的集中營圍牆錯了. 她們是怎麼做到的呢? 我真的懂, 一想到這裡, 我開始覺得噁心了, 開始覺得恐懼.. 平凡的她們是怎麼做到的? David Albahari在他的小說也有同樣的疑問, 兩個年輕的SS軍官, 在送猶太人去他們的墳墓時會給對方看自己皮夾裡面女兒的照片, 提到在家等自己的太太, 他們如何能夠這麼冷靜這麼平凡的去看待這一切呢?
有人說這完全可以理解, 這就是戰爭, 是人都做得出來, 只要時間, 地點對的話
但我真的感覺快吐了, 無法了解, 無法專心寫報告.. 這個Banality of evil和問號不停的在我腦中徘徊
(話說一開始教授提到這個詞我還不太清楚是什麼: Banality of Evil: describes thesis that great evils in history generally, and the holocaust in particular, were not executed by fanatics or sociopaths but rather by ordinary people who accepted the premises of their state and therefore participated with the view that their actions were normal.)
或許她們一生都無法了解自己做了什麼, 但可能最後也和我一樣, 最後對歷史有所恐懼吧 (?)
塞爾維亞的猶太小說家David Albahari曾經在小說 "Gotz and Meyer" 提到, 當他在蒐集納粹黨SS軍官的資料時, 一度感到噁心, 一度受不了快抓狂.. 我今天終於體會到這種感覺
最近在北歐文學開始讀一些納粹大屠殺的文學創作, 這幾天突然起了疑問, 為什麼每次說到納粹軍官時, 很少會提到女軍官. 看紀錄片, 訪問的時候全部都是男軍官出現而已, 但我很確定, 如果有女集中營, 一定就會有女軍官啊.. 今天用電腦的時候終於想起來, 乾脆順便查查看..
的確, 女軍官是有的, 但不多. 於是我就在google和wiki上看了幾個女SS的資料. 讓我意外的是, 其實女的不比男SS好到哪裡去, 他們殘忍度都不相上下. 一般我都以為男生的暴力傾向過多於女的. 可是這些女性SS, 一樣對婦女, 小孩趕盡殺絕, 有幾個會放狗把人人活活分屍, 有一個會喜歡蒐集別人的刺青, 看到喜歡的就會把她殺了, 把刺青剝下來去裝飾她的燈. 也有會把別人活活踩死, 鞭打至死, 拔槍亂射等等.. 各個都是有虐待傾向.. 甚至連性虐待也有. 更讓我無法接受的是, 大部分的女軍官特別是最殘忍的, 都是十幾二十歲的年輕女生. 有些是工廠來的, 有些是農夫的女兒, 有些是老師, 都是些蠻 "正常" 的人. 就算是接受命令吧, 就算是為了納粹德國吧, 就算是為了希特勒吧, 但我無法了解幾個跟我一樣大的女孩怎麼會做出這麼可怕冷血的事情 (?) 她們真的覺得對這些婦女小孩的大屠殺這很正常嗎?
有些女SS戰後被判處死刑, 有些關起來了, 有些逃走, 消失了, 去了美國, 去了加拿大, 過著平凡人的生活. 有一個和猶太人結婚, 過完了一生, 有一個去了紐約和美國人結婚生子, 鄰居都稱她為一個友善的家庭主婦. 殺了幾千人後, 還能這麼平凡的活著, 不, 她們在戰爭時候就很平凡了. 1945年的照片上的她們長相清秀, 笑容燦爛帶點英氣, 穿著平凡, 就是背景裡面的集中營圍牆錯了. 她們是怎麼做到的呢? 我真的懂, 一想到這裡, 我開始覺得噁心了, 開始覺得恐懼.. 平凡的她們是怎麼做到的? David Albahari在他的小說也有同樣的疑問, 兩個年輕的SS軍官, 在送猶太人去他們的墳墓時會給對方看自己皮夾裡面女兒的照片, 提到在家等自己的太太, 他們如何能夠這麼冷靜這麼平凡的去看待這一切呢?
有人說這完全可以理解, 這就是戰爭, 是人都做得出來, 只要時間, 地點對的話
但我真的感覺快吐了, 無法了解, 無法專心寫報告.. 這個Banality of evil和問號不停的在我腦中徘徊
(話說一開始教授提到這個詞我還不太清楚是什麼: Banality of Evil: describes thesis that great evils in history generally, and the holocaust in particular, were not executed by fanatics or sociopaths but rather by ordinary people who accepted the premises of their state and therefore participated with the view that their actions were normal.)
或許她們一生都無法了解自己做了什麼, 但可能最後也和我一樣, 最後對歷史有所恐懼吧 (?)
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