姜是老的辣。

所谓老姜，就是有一定社会经验，或者在所在领域有一定成就的。要想成为老姜，几年，十几年，甚至几十年的经验是少不了的。有一个例外：你姓“姜”。那你就有先天优势了，可能过了二十岁，朋友就开始称呼你“老姜”了。

不过话说回来，决定做哪一种新姜就很重要了。如果在每一个你喜欢的行当，兴趣爱好都是浅尝辄止，那是决成不了老姜的。否则，时间长了，你也只是一块无味的老姜，并无建树的。

输，就输在起跑线上

还有一种情况。就是做了一段时间新姜，觉得不适合，或者做不到最好，就果断地离开，在其他领域做出了成就。所以一定要择自己所长，不要跟风。

这里附上Steve Jobs 2005年在Stanford Commencement的演讲，也就是李开复常挂在嘴边的“追随我心”。    

     Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

人的道路有千万种，做好选择很重要。

如果等我们老去，看着天上划过的流星，能说一句：“我的人生轨迹，大抵如此吧”，这就足够了。

一直天真地以为，有的节日，我们长大了，就自动把它跳过去了，比如：儿童年。

还天真地以为，有的节日，我们长大了，他就像我们扑面而来了，比如：情人节。

可是有一个节日，我跳不过去，直接导致有的节日不能扑面而来。怎么办？坐视不管又不是我的风格。于是，屡次地，我悄悄向它靠近，近了，更近了，不能再近了，再近就撞上了。看准时机，正要跨越，不料它早有准备，一个华丽地转身，消失不见了。再寻是寻不来了，不如就由它去吧。

这个节日，就是“第一次世界大战停战日”，所谓的“光棍节”。居然上了维基百科，上面是这么说的：一般男的光棍被称为“光光”，女的则称为“明明”，而成了对的就叫做“双双”。

去年第一次为光棍节写文章《1111》，没想到今年还有续集的，《11111》。为什么多1个1。不得已，我将之归罪于我的生日：1月22日。不得了，22一拆开，1111，再加上1月的1，那可是五个一：11111.

又是一个“光棍节”！

祝我的朋友们幸福，不管是单身的，暧昧的，恋爱的，还是结婚的。

要想健，美，酷，就要穿“健美裤”。

(都是官方视频，由于版权保护，禁止嵌入，麻烦大家自己点击查看)

Singal Ladies - Beyoncé

       http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8mVEGfH4s5g

Loba - Shakira

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gx5839kaxzs

Love Game – Lady Gaga

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6fDwRRZ7eUo 

七十二变

    中国的孙悟空有七十二变，

    法国的巴巴爸爸有，有，反正很多变，没有官方说法。

    记得当时死活就搞不清“巴巴妈妈”到底是爸爸还是妈妈？如果是妈妈，为什么又叫爸爸，而且是黑色的？

    不要忘了，巴巴爸爸的主题曲也是相当经典，十分动人。

    还有那段经典开场白：这就是巴巴爸爸、巴巴妈妈、巴巴祖、巴巴拉拉、巴巴丽博、巴巴波、巴巴蓓尔、巴巴布莱特、巴巴布拉伯!记住了吗?巴巴爸爸、巴巴妈妈、巴巴祖、巴巴拉拉、巴巴丽博、巴巴波、巴巴蓓儿、巴巴布莱特、巴巴布拉伯!

优酷上有巴巴爸爸的频道，怀旧的可以去看一下。

    我想说的是：世事都是有其文化渊源的。法语有“动词变位”这一说，所以利用了“棉花糖”这一形象，产出了这一无限变形的卡通形象。

问题是：我们汉语不带变位的，怎么会有孙悟空的七十二变呢？(哈哈，没有科学考究，纯属玩笑话)。 

车轮战

象棋大师胡荣华曾说过这么一段话(大意)：车轮大战的时候，如果有10个对手，我的脑子里就好像有10个不同的电视频道。跟不同对手对上了，就转到他的频道，之前的棋就出来了。

在我们惊讶于其惊人的记忆力市，不要忘了，他是用不同的方法来对付不同的对手。

云弄影

    可能是因为纬度的关系，经常看见窗外的云彩走得快，不断变形。

    我们也要不断调整自己，快速前进。 

跑马灯

都说人死之前，脑子里都会有“跑马灯”，把这一生回味一遍。近来总是梦见以前的同学，且都是小学同学，颇有点这个意思了。

真的是老了，开始回忆往事了。美好的慢慢模糊了，其实本来也就没有多少。痛苦的却挥之不去，发起一次又一次的攻势，似乎想把我彻底击垮。

人之将死，其言也善

前几天，难受的厉害，整天卧床，没有力气。突然想到了这句话，发现有道理的很。当你就要失去一样很珍贵，甚至是最珍贵的东西，其它一切的一切，在生命中某一时期曾显得那么珍贵的东西，不过是过眼云烟，带不走，留不住，不如就放了吧。

还要感谢那次电脑资料全部丢失，极度痛苦了一个小时之后，发现地球还在转，生活还要继续，没有什么丢不下的。如果真的要走，舍不得的，还是爸妈吧。

虚弱到连骂人的力气都没有，于是对革命先烈愈发崇拜起来。为了事业而奋斗，不论成败，单是那股子生命中涌出的热情本身，该是多么令人兴奋的事啊。

躺在床上，不断吟诵《道德经》里的词句，体味生命的意义，原来一切都要归于无的。“生而弗有，为而弗恃，长而弗宰”，试问几人能做到呢？

飞行人生

人生就像飞机，一旦起飞，降落就不是你说了算的。要选择合适的时间，合适的地点，合适的天气，等等。这一点和火车，汽车不同，更不用说自行车了，说停就停的。 

       2008年9月24日，到法国的第一天。现在已经一整年了，生活日趋平淡。还记得三个月时，写过一篇文章《留学生不可怕，就怕留学生讲外国话》，猛烈抨击一些人，现在早已没有那种心境了。

按理说，这样特别的日子，本该丢出长篇大论的，可突然发现这一天和任何一天一样，并不因为跟我的一整年扯上关系而显得特别有意义。的确，经历了，才能释怀。在每一个平淡的日子里，有两件事贯穿始终：对父母亲人的爱不断加深，对内心世界平静的不断追求。

还发现人越大，胆子越小。拥有得越多(特别是构成生命的时间所描绘出的人生轨迹)，就越害怕失去。

昨天，隔壁俩口去了安特卫普，他给她买了一个2000多欧的订婚戒指。

昨天，威尼斯，Burano岛，看见一对新人，穿着婚纱，步行走遍全岛，接受大家的祝福。

浪漫，原来是这么简单。

只有昨天这么精彩吗？

不。生活的每一天，都在平淡中精彩着。

还有一年，坚持，是唯一的出路。回头想想当初的目标，还剩下一个实习，一个论文，一门外语，一个对象，大概一定是不难实现的吧。

明年此刻，回家的第一件事，我想抱着老爸老妈，放声大哭，然后把眼泪擦干，说一声：我很好。

多年来对自己性格的不断审视和修正还是有效的，尤其是大学期间开始接触《道德经》，现在居然可以在某个程度上通视自己，并对这过去的24年按主题做一个整合了。

事情的起因是：前几天，申请了淘宝的一个职位，发现要做一个在线测试。处于谨慎，还是先看了网友的机经，然后就崩溃了。别说一个小时，三个小时我也做不完。

我想说的，是崩溃，是绝望，或者说，是做一件明知不可能，还不得不完成的工作。一生中，出现过两次这样的大绝望。

第一次，        高考前。2002年末，实在是对数理化失去了兴趣，每天晚上回家对着200多页的大册子，欲哭无泪。

绝望，因为高考是不能错过的。后来就转了文科。

第二次，        大学毕业前。天杀的学校居然对英语专业开设数学课，我至今还耿耿于怀。不仅因此，我从大一开始挂科，失去了奖学金，后来更是破罐子破摔，挂科数量荣登专业第一。更不要说考研那一学期还要重修五门课。

绝望，因为毕业证是一定要拿的，而从大一挂到大四的数学这一门过不了就别想了。(突然发现，这次跟第一次是有关联的。我可以不学数学吗？可以吗？)

第三次，        也就是现在，主要是工作问题( 好不容易跟数学脱离了关系)。专业，语言都没有问题，就是找不到实习。这几天投国内的2010年校园招聘，又没法回去面试。

绝望，因为是一定要工作的，但是6个月找实习，20次面试被拒的经历实在是没办法说服自己。

7月5号，缠头闹事，和老爸老妈失去联系，到今天已经整整15天了。幸运的是，通过家人和朋友，得知克拉玛依没受影响，家里人一切安好，心情莫名地好起来。

之前这段时间，实在是有点颓废。

7月3号，结课，散伙饭，同学各自度假去了。只有我默默地回家，继续发简历找实习。在十几个面试皆未果之后，实在是找不出任何理由来安慰自己。明知道不能浪费时间，可是坐在电脑前面，愣是不知道做什么好。因为之前的努力得不到企业的认可，对自己产生了怀疑。失去了方向是最可怕的。

这点迷茫不算什么，比当年迷路的红军好多了。好在咱有初生牛犊不怕虎，把牢底坐穿，不见棺材不掉泪的大无畏的革命乐观主义，拍拍屁股，用凉水洗把脸，又接着投简历了。

7 月 13号，买了烤箱，可以自己弄Pizza吃了。老爸，老妈，放心，我身体挺好的，一直坚持健身。在吃的方面，我从来不为难自己。

7月15号，电话面试。对方很爽快地跟我约了在公司总部的第二轮面试。心情大好，全身动员，准备材料。

7月17号，看见在克拉玛依的弟弟上线了，心情异常激动。得知家里一切都好，放心了。

7月19号，明天。Dunkerque. 和同学出去玩，放松一下心情。

7月20号，面试。这次专门做了一个PPT, 希望能把自己卖给公司。加油。

当绝望降临的时候，一定要再坚持一下。

老爸，老妈，想你们了。

记个流水帐，让你们知道，我一切都好。

祝家人平安。

祝所有朋友平安。 

几个礼拜之前，电脑中病毒了，然后我很愚昧地使用了一键还原。结果一切都没有了，不只是系统，硬盘上的全部资料都抹掉了。照片，文章，收集的资料……总的来说，就是过去的生活轨迹被抹掉了，没有东西能证明你在这个世上活过一样。难得的是，我居然很镇静。这么多年来，一直在对自己的性格作修正，现在遇到了这样的灾难，居然也能平静应对了。

What is Social Phobia?

A woman hates to stand in line in the grocery store because she's afraid that everyone is watching her. She knows that it's not really true, but she can't shake the feeling. While she is shopping, she is conscious of the fact that people might be staring at her from the big mirrors on the inside front of the ceiling. Now, she has to talk to the person who's checking out her groceries. She tries to smile, but her voice comes out weakly. She's sure she's making a fool of herself. Her self-consciousness and anxiety rise to the roof...

Another person sits in front of the telephone and agonizes because she's afraid to pick up the receiver and make a call. She's even afraid to call an unknown person in a business office about the electric bill because she's afraid she'll be "putting someone out" and they will be upset with her. It's very hard for her to take rejection, even over the phone, even from someone she doesn't know. She's especially afraid to call people she does know because she feels that she'll be calling at the wrong time -- the other person will be busy -- and they won't want to talk with her. She feels rejected even before she makes the call. Once the call is made and over, she sits, analyzes, and ruminates about what was said, what tone it was said in, and how she was perceived by the other person....her anxiety and racing thoughts concerning the call prove to her that she "goofed" this conversation up, too, just like she always does. Sometimes she gets embarrassed just thinking about the call.

A man finds it difficult to walk down the street because he's self-conscious and feels that people are watching him from their windows. Worse, he may run into a person on the sidewalk and be forced to say hello to them. He's not sure he can do that. His voice will catch, his "hello" will sound weak, and the other person will know he's frightened. More than anything else, he doesn't want anyone to know that he's afraid. He keeps his eyes safely away from anyone else's gaze and prays he can make it home without having to talk to anyone.

A man hates to go to work because a meeting is scheduled the next day. He knows that these meetings always involve co-workers talking with each other about their current projects. Just the thought of speaking in front of co-workers raises his anxiety. Sometimes he can't sleep the night before because of the anticipatory anxiety that builds up. Finally, the meeting is over. A big wave of relief spills over him as he begins to relax. But the memory of the meeting is still uppermost in his mind. He is convinced he made a fool of himself and that everyone in the room saw how afraid he was when he spoke, and how stupid he acted in their presence. At next week's meeting, the boss is going to be there. Even though this meeting is seven days away, his stomach turns raw with anxiety and fear floods over him again. He knows that in front of the boss he'll stammer, hesitate, his face will turn red, he won't remember what to say, and everyone will witness his embarrassment and humiliation. He has seven miserable days of anxiety ahead of him -- to think about it, ruminate over it, worry about it, over-exaggerate it in his mind.......again and again and again.....

A student won't attend her university classes on the first day because she knows that in some classes the professor will instruct them to go around the room and introduce themselves. Just thinking about sitting there, waiting to introduce herself to a roomful of strangers who will be staring at her makes her feel nauseous. She knows she won't be able to think clearly because her anxiety will be so high, and she is sure she will leave out important details. Her voice might even quiver and she will sound scared and tentative. The anxiety is just too much to bear---so she skips the first day of class to avoid the possibility of having to introduce herself in class.

Another young man wants to go to parties and other social events---indeed, he is very, very lonely---but he never goes anywhere because he's very nervous about meeting new people. Too many people will be there and crowds only make things worse for him. The thought of meeting new people scares him---will he know what to say? Will they stare at him and make him feel even more insignificant? Will they reject him outright? Even if they seem nice, they're sure to notice his frozen look and his inability to fully smile. They'll sense his discomfort and tenseness and they won't like him --- there's just no way to win --- "I'm always going to be an outcast," he predicts. And he spends the night alone, at home, watching television again. He feels comfortable at home. In fact, home is the only place he does feel completely comfortable. He hasn't gone anywhere else in twelve years.

In public places, such as work, meetings, or shopping, people with social anxiety feel that everyone is watching, staring, and judging them (even though rationally they know this isn't true). The socially anxious person can't relax, "take it easy", and enjoy themselves in public. In fact, they can never fully relax when other people are around. It always feels like others are evaluating them, being critical of them, or "judging" them in some way. The person with social anxiety knows that people don't do this openly, of course, but they still feel the self-consciousness and judgment while they are in the other person's presence. It's sometimes impossible to let go, relax, and focus on anything else except the anxiety and fear. Because the anxiety is so very painful, it's much easier just to stay away from social situations and avoid other people altogether.

Many times people with social anxiety simply must be alone---closeted---with the door closed behind them. Even when they're around familiar people, a person with social anxiety may feel overwhelmed and have the feeling that others are noticing their every movement and critiquing their every thought. They feel like they are being observed critically and that other people are making negative judgments about them.

One of the worst circumstances, though, is meeting people who are "authority figures". Especially people such as bosses and supervisors at work, but including almost anyone who is seen as being "better" than they are in some respect. People with social anxiety may get a lump in their throat and their facial muscles may freeze up when they meet this person. The anxiety level is very high and they're so focused on "not failing" and "giving themselves away" that they don't even remember what was said in the conversation. But later on, they're sure they must have said the wrong thing.....because they always do.

How is it ever possible to feel "comfortable" or "natural" under these circumstances?

To the person with social anxiety, going to a job interview is pure torture: you know your excessive anxiety will give you away. You'll look funny, you'll be hesitant, maybe you'll even blush, and you won't be able to find the right words to answer the questions coherently. Maybe this is the worst part of all: You know that you are going to say the wrong thing. You just know it. It is especially frustrating because you know you could do the job well if you could just get past this terrifying and intimidating interview.

本文转自http://www.socialphobia.org/

一点也不奇怪，以上症状我都有，程度轻重不同，所以我属于这个范畴。你呢？

接轨？还是接鬼？

说了这么多年“接轨”，到头来，不过是“接鬼”。

这个念头困扰我很久，终于在学到第三门(也将是最后一门)外语的时候，下决心睁开眼看世界了。

记得某天上课，我打开校内，然后旁边的同学问我这是什么，跟facebook很像来着。我只好解释说这是“中国的facebook”。然后他说“C’est pas international”。精辟。我等一句等了好久。当我们还天真地以为“民族的就是世界的”，残酷的事实告诉我们，《功夫熊猫》这样的电影只能由好莱坞出品。即便这样，有人还拿这个说事，沾沾自喜。

如果美国人说，“民族的就是世界的”，他们是有理由的。或许从国家的名字就注定了这一切，United States 和United Nations几乎没有差别。他们的产品，文化……无不影响着世界。反过来说，世界正在使用美国输出的一切。

但是这一切在中国行不通。

Ebay风行全世界，可Ebay中国被淘宝击败，彻底退出C-to-C平台。

Yahoo buzz是新闻聚合网站的代表，可yahoo风向标在中国行不通。

这样的例子太多了。唯一让我不解的是，为什么好端端的东西，一定要有一个“中国特色”的“中国版本”。好像不这样，不足以彰显爱国之心似的。

世界有Facebook，中国有校内；

世界有Google，中国有百度；

世界有Youtube，中国有youku；

世界有Flickr，中国有网易相册；

世界有Wikipedia，中国有百度百科；

世界有MSN，中国有QQ；

世界有Firefox，中国有傲游；

世界有Ebay，中国有淘宝；

世界有Amazon，中国有卓越网(已被并购)；

世界有IMDB，中国有Mtime时光网；

世界有Craigslist，中国有口碑网；

世界有的，中国都有，而且是贴上中国标签的。世界没有的，中国也有，而且是山寨的。

最尴尬的是关于小日本的东西。

明明日语来自于汉语，现在日语的辨识度却更高。

明明书面日语我们能猜个大概，要谈论的时候，还真不如老外明白，因为他们是按发音来记的，而同一个字，在日语的发音是不同的。

你一定听过村上春樹 ，却不一定知道Aruki Murakami ；

你一定听过宮崎駿，却不一定知道Hayao Miyazaki ；

你一定听过武士，却不一定知道Samouraï。

汉语的桎梏

如果说有一句神秘的强大力量，一直顽强地阻止我们与世界接轨的话，他的名字叫“汉语”。一切的外来词，非得染上一层叫中国的颜色，才能生存下来。

你一定听过蓝精灵，却不一定知道Shtroumph；

你一定听过克鲁伊夫，却不一定知道Johan Cruyff；

你一定听过诺坎普球场，却不一定知道Camp Nou；

你一定听过大小仲马，却不一定知道Alexandre Dumas；

关于电影，小说，就更离谱了。你如果按照中文译名，回译成原语言，一定是行不通的。

比如《新娘百分百》，原名是”Notting Hill”;

比如《乱世佳人》，原名是”Gone with the wind”;

明星的名字也一样，硬生生找几个字类似的发音往上凑，这跟那种街头的《XX语速成》，用“3克油”标注”Thank you”的小册子，有什么不一样？

比如施瓦辛格，原名是Schwarzenegger;

再说说地名。

洛杉矶，Los Angeles, 天使的意思；

拉斯维加斯，Las Vegas, 肥沃的土地；

布宜诺斯艾利斯，Buenos Aires, 清新的空气。

不知道这些翻译过的地名，或者说汉字的堆积，看起来有意义吗？更甚者，有的地名按发音翻译，有的按原意翻译，真是随心所欲，让人无所适从啊。

再举一小例。你说“金边”，相信别人是听不懂的，应该是Phnom Penh，至少也得念成“扑no潘”才好交流，下面这一段资料应该解释的很清楚了。由此可见，现在的我们，既不懂“金边”的意思，又不知道“Phnom Penh”，真是两头不讨好啊。

柬埔寨首都金边（Phnom Penh）是全国最大的城市，有人口约110万（1998年）。

“金边”原为柬埔寨高棉语的“百囊奔”。“百囊”之意为“山”，“奔”是人的姓氏，“百囊”和“奔”合在一起，就是“奔夫人山”。据史书记载，公元１３７２年，柬埔寨发生大水灾。在柬埔寨首都河岸的一座山岗上，住着一位姓奔的夫人。一天清晨，她到河边提水时，发现滚滚的河中漂来一棵大树，树洞里露出金光闪闪的佛像。她立即叫来几个妇女，把树从河中打捞上来，发现树洞里有４尊铜像和１尊石佛像。奔夫人是虔诚的佛教徒，认为这是天赐之物，于是她和其他妇女便把佛像洗刷干净，隆重地将这些佛像迎回家中供奉起来。后来，她和邻居们在她房前堆起一座小山，并在山顶上修建了一座佛寺，将这５尊佛像供奉在里面。后人为纪念这位奔夫人，就将这座山命名为“百囊奔”，即奔夫人之山的意思。当时华侨称“金奔”。在广东话里，“奔”和“边”发音十分接近，久而久之，金奔在华语中演变成“金边”，一直沿用至今。

渺茫的希望

这些人为制造的混乱在法语和西语中不存在，因为人家只是按自己的发音念原来的英语或其他语的单词而已，在理解层面上并不存在偏差。

很多所谓成功的翻译，明明是想尽心思，最终修成正果，成为翻译的经典，却成了与世界阻隔的障碍，这又是何苦呢？

所以，我亲爱的所谓大师和语言专家，再也不要专门拨一批汉字来翻译外来人名地名了，并且为哪些字更合适而争论不休。因为这不是他们的本来面貌。我不由得产生一种怀疑：这一切，是不是为了培养爱国主义的社会主义陷阱？因为很多东西，我们一直天真地以为是中国的。很久以后，才发现事实不是这样。

我们从小就知道马克思是伟人，可是后来快20岁了，才知道“假A联赛”里也有个马克思。原来世界上是可以有2个以上的马克思的。一个普通的名字而已，大惊小怪。

就像热爱盗版一样，我们引用别人的作品从来不会注明出处的。从小就没这个习惯。再加上很多翻译家的精心翻译，连翻译腔都没有了。搞得后来才发现，很多伟大的作品，作家都是舶来品，跟中国完全不沾边的。

我的建议是：至少在翻译过的人名，地名及其他外来专有事情名称后面，用原文标注。否则，干脆不要翻译好了。

尽管说了这么多，与是否爱国无关，请有的无聊人士不要拿此说事，谢谢。