Since liberation, I have read carefully the works of Marx and some theoretical articles written by the leaders of the Chinese Communist Party. It seems to me that socialism in China is only a trial stage and has not yet formed a fixed format. I think perhaps the Communist Party’s policy is constantly changing, so that it is like a weight on a scale that keeps moving from side to side, and when things go to extremes and problems occur, Beijing implements some adjustment measures, but sometimes it overdoes it and makes adjustments. But the key is that the economic system of eating a big pot of rice hinders the development of productive forces, while the economic plans of the central government do not take into account the actual situation of the grassroots, thus affecting the enthusiasm of the masses.
When the policy from above changes, the value standard also changes, and what was considered right yesterday may not be right today, so wavering. Therefore, the instructions and measures of the grassroots leaders are only effective for a period of time. So I don’t think this meeting is very important. The person who gave the report is just a middle-level leadership cadre who was sent to lead the cultural revolution among the former workers of Asean. In my eyes, this movement is nothing but a left-leaning movement, after a short time, when it is excessively intense, the measures of adjustment from above will come down, and the people will have months or years of stability until the next movement. There are people in Beijing who are convinced that political movements are what drives human beings forward. So I thought that the Great Proletarian Cultural Revolution was just one of the successive political movements.
As I listened to the long speeches full of gunpowder, I looked around the conference hall and saw a banner on the wall saying “Down with the imperialist dog Tao Fang”, with two red crosses over his name, which indicated that he was already an enemy. But I did not notice this banner when I first entered the meeting. Because the walls were full of slogans and slogans. Propaganda, in the life of the Chinese people, is extremely important. They glorify Mao Zedong, the Communist Party, socialism, and propagate the people’s duty. They encourage the people to work hard, to study Mao Zedong’s thought, and to listen to the Communist Party. As soon as each political movement began, these slogans were used to combat the enemy. Since the Cultural Revolution began, tens of thousands of slogans have been posted everywhere, and it is impossible for people to see them all, or for some people to ignore them.
The speaker mentioned that Tao Fang’s rotten life was caused by his long time living with capitalism. It seems that his crimes were his lifestyle: excessive drinking, preoccupation with food and drink, and all kinds of loose manifestations that the leaders did not see eye to eye. I am not surprised by these names of crimes. Because I know that once someone is exposed, he will be useless, and any wrongdoing is counted on the account of being influenced by capitalism.
The speaker fully and deeply criticized Tao Fang’s private life and emphasized that it was corrupted by capitalism. After that, his tone was rather more severe. His target, he began to turn to imperialism and its history of aggression against China. For him, Tao Fang’s mistakes were not due to his lack of self-control, but to the fact that he had worked for a company that belonged to a country that had invaded China a century ago with so many crimes. He refers to the Opium Wars of 1840 in a tone as if they had just happened last year.
Although his phrasing was forceful and forceful, occasionally raising the volume to the point of hoarseness, his speech, however, was long and slow-paced. From time to time he stopped to take a drink of water or to read the text of his speech. He knew there was a forced audience here, no one dared to leave without permission before the end, his speech was even longer, the audience had to listen to it. The room was hot and stuffy, and the audience was getting impatient. I looked at my watch, it was almost twelve o’clock. Perhaps the person who made the high-sounding speech was tired and hungry, so he abruptly ended his speech and announced that the meeting would be adjourned at 1:30 pm. As soon as the words left his mouth, everyone got up and rushed to the exit.
Outside, the scorching sun at noon, hot sun on the road. There was a tricycle parked in the shade, and I ran over to ask him to take me home quickly, and I would pay him twice as much.
The man who had taken me there in the morning suddenly rushed out of the building and barked at me to stop. He wanted me to eat lunch in the school cafeteria so I wouldn’t be late in the afternoon. He was so eager to hold me that he held on to the handle of the tricycle and wouldn’t let go. I repeatedly promised that I would be back on time, so he let go unhappily.
My lovely little building, with canvas awnings over the windows and green bamboo curtains draped over the lanai, became my refuge compared to the heat and airlessness of the venue. My shirt was drenched in sweat and clinging to my back. I immediately took a shower, drank a cup of iced tea, and enjoyed a delicious lunch prepared by the chef, then rested my eyes in bed for about half an hour before taking the tricycle that he had parked for me in advance and returning to the venue.
When I arrived at the venue, I was a little early, but I was the last one to report. I sat down in the second row on a seat against the pillar, such as I was tired of sitting there can be a place to lean. I also brought a large satchel with me, which contains a bottle of water, and tea cups, in addition to two pieces of chocolate. With all this preparation, my heart seemed to be solid, quietly waiting for the man to continue his speech.
The room gradually filled up. By two o’clock, the same people, again on the podium, sat down in turn. Suddenly, the speaker suddenly made a gesture to the back of the people, unexpectedly, Tao Fang was brought into the meeting, wearing a tall hat made of white paper, which reads “cattle, ghosts, snakes and gods”, if not for his sad expression, it was like a clown.
In Chinese myths and legends, the “Ox, Ghosts, Snakes and Gods” refers to those devils who are specially disguised to make mischief, and once they are recognized, they will be revealed in their original form. In the Cultural Revolution, it was used to represent the so-called black nine categories: those classified as landlords in the 1950-952 land reform, those classified as rich peasants in the 1955 cooperative reform, those exposed as counter-revolutionaries in the 1950 crackdown and the 1955 purge, the bad elements arrested in various periods after the Communist Party came to power, the rightists and traitors exposed in the 1957 anti-rightist campaign (i.e., those who had been arrested by the (i.e., members of the Communist Party who had been arrested by the Kuomintang and were suspected of defecting to the enemy or leaking organizational secrets), agents (men and women who had ties with foreign spy agencies), those in power who took the capitalist road (i.e., members of the Communist Party who did not resolutely implement the ultra-leftist line policy in their work and took the capitalist road), and intellectuals from bourgeois families.
“The nine categories of people who were eliminated during the Cultural Revolution were concentrated and imprisoned in what was called the “cowshed”. The inhumane treatment, coupled with the cruel forced confessions and letters, made the life of many “cattle” worse than that of the prisoners in ordinary prisons.
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