Serving the People

Today was a strange day. I woke up early to find it snowing heavily outside my window, and then it stopped shortly after I finished breakfast. The weather in Hangzhou is so unpredictable; since January, there have been fewer sunny days than a woman's menstrual cycle, and it's been damp, cold, and snowless. I really wanted to see the West Lake in the snow before going out, but it looks like I won't have the chance.

The biggest takeaway from today was a sense of fulfillment. I was busy from morning till afternoon and into the evening, constantly switching roles between different offices. I wonder if it's been a long time since I've had such a busy and fulfilling day. I realized I still really enjoy this pace of life. I originally planned to study driving theory all day, but with various things piling up, I had to compress my study time until after 11 pm. Perhaps it's more accurate to say I started learning rather than reviewing. The greatest joy of being busy is the sense of urgency and accomplishment. The pressure of time during the process creates tension, while completing tasks brings a sense of accomplishment from accomplishing multiple tasks in a short time. Today I discovered I'm quite self-torturing.
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Tomorrow's schedule is still busy. I'll get up early to take my driver's license theory test at Hefang Street, then rush to Xiasha for my thesis proposal defense in the afternoon, and finally head back to the city to prepare for the theory test the next day. I quite like this rhythm. I don't know why, but everyone says the theory test is easy, and I don't think it's easy at all. How did I manage to prepare for it in just two hours? I just barely passed it. I wonder what score I'll get tomorrow.

I've been following the case of that brain-dead rich kid who ruined people's lives closely lately. From initial outrage to now being afraid to confront it, I've noticed that even when we're angry, the police are always the most composed. Perhaps this is a uniquely Chinese phenomenon: those who are supposed to serve the people are always calm and collected, lacking any sense of justice, and always doing the right thing. I've also noticed an interesting phenomenon: while online public opinion is overwhelmingly negative, in reality, things are calm. Putting aside other issues, similar situations happen all around us. Why are we angry but afraid to speak out in real life? Is it because we're too insignificant to change anything, and speaking out would only make it harder to protect ourselves?

To conclude with a textbook quote: "The people take up their hoes and become masters of their own destiny, while the CCP serves the people!"