book of old days

Chapter 178 Game of Thrones

Professor Spencer became a little nervous: "Professor Ulysses, we shouldn't discuss such topics, the Rational Society will know."

"The Rational Society already knows, don't forget, I am a member of the Rational Society."

Professor Spencer subconsciously lowered his voice, "This is different."

"Hehe, I don't think there is any difference. Tell me, Professor Spencer, what is the Society of Rationality?"

Professor Spencer looked bewildered, but it was Ulysses who gave the answer.

"The Society of Rationality is an organization composed of people, and as a member of the organization, I am a part of this organization. In a sense, I am the Society of Reason. From the day I joined the society, my introducers have been He explained to me the purpose of the Rational Society, "As long as you can look at the problem rationally, there is nothing that cannot be discussed. Don't let ignorance cover up wisdom, and don't let timidity cover up the truth." From a rational point of view, power is power, Even if that power comes from something mysterious that is completely unknown to us, if it is applied correctly, it can still bring about unprecedented achievements.

We should not hide those mysterious existences, but should contact them, understand them, face them, and finally use them, I have never hidden my views on such events, if reason learns to violate the rules it has made , then we should correct it.

Now I think we should continue the topic just now - in my capacity as a member of the Society of Rationality. "

Professor Gary listened thoughtfully, and was obviously a little moved, but Sean couldn't help but shook his head. Could it be that the old man is stupid, and such words can be taken seriously. You are not the leader of the Rational Society, but a It's just an ordinary member, so I dare to say such things casually.

In this lounge, there are spies from the Society of Rationality, who will report this matter later, for fear that they will be out of pocket.

Xiao En shook his head in an extremely subtle manner, but Ulysses still noticed it, "Does Professor Xiao En have any high-level remarks?"

Sean felt the gazes from around him, and knew that he had to respond positively. People in this world are very serious about this kind of philosophical discussion, especially for professors and scholars in universities like them. , so everyone is very cautious about their own speech, but at the same time, if you choose to retreat in the face of questioning, it is very demeaning in people's eyes.

It's like fighting among martial arts masters. It's one thing to be invincible, but if you dare not even make a move, then you will have nothing to do in the circle in the future.

But he can't say it directly, he can't say that the Rational Society is too scary, we can't talk nonsense, the provincial Rational Society will settle accounts with us when the time comes.

Such words are too offensive.

After thinking about it, Sean asked, "Tell me, Professor Ulysses, is the Kingdom of Brighton an organization?"

Ulysses nodded, "Of course, although it is an organization in another sense."

"So as a member of the Kingdom of Brighton, can I represent this country?"

Ulysses was slightly taken aback, as if he realized what Xiao En wanted to say, but he still shook his head: "Of course not."

"Then who can represent this country, the king? The noble? The merchant? The worker in the factory? The farmer in the field? The beggar on the roadside, or the criminal in the mine. Don’t you find it ridiculous that the citizens of the Kingdom of Dun can represent the kingdom and want to amend the laws and change the rules of society?”

Ulysses laughed, "I understand what you mean, the king is the representative of the country, but a king alone cannot rule a country, and the Society of Reason does not have such an existence as a king, making laws, changing rules, relying on It was the nobles, the bureaucrats, and maybe those influential merchants."

"That's right, or more bluntly, the ruling class, you once told me that the game of civilization is one group of people ruling another group of people. These two groups of people are completely different existences. The former can make rules and represent the kingdom. The latter can only pay silently and be represented.”

"So you think we are the group of people represented? Interesting, very interesting, what made you think this way? Or to change the question, what do you think distinguishes these two groups of people?"

Sean spread his hands, "Isn't this obvious, of course it is power, the ruler enjoys power, formulates rules, reaps benefits, and is also the representative of the kingdom.

The ruled are the ones who can only accept it passively, paying silently and enduring everything silently. Maybe the ruler will say some nice slogans, such as the glory of the kingdom, the divine power, and the freedom of the people, but listening to these words is worth it. Well, you'd be naive if you took it seriously.

Those poor people who spend their lives in factories are not qualified to talk about patriotism. Poverty has overwhelmed them. What they think about is what to eat for dinner and whether they can survive tomorrow. If you tell them that this kingdom belongs to them , if the king violated the rules they made, they should correct the king's behavior - what do you think these people think?
For those oppressed civilians living at the bottom, struggling to survive and even unable to support themselves, you tell him that this country is yours, you must protect it, and maintain its ideals unshakably, which is unavoidable. Is it too shameless? "

This world is not a modern society, and the life of the bottom people is not ordinary suffering.In modern society, we can talk about patriotism, but here people at the bottom can't survive, so it seems unrealistic to talk about those things.

"You are right, Professor Sean. Power and responsibility should be equal. The greater the power, the greater the responsibility. People who have not enjoyed power do not need to take responsibility. When an organization gradually degenerates, who should save it? Those at the bottom who don't have any power, but those who have enjoyed power."

Sean thought he had finally won the debate, and at the same time he was also worried about what Ulysses said. He didn't say anything about degradation or salvation.This old man has had enough, don't drag yourself.

However, Ulysses changed the subject, "But Professor Sean, I remember that the last time we met was in the restricted area of ​​the Great Library of Sword Castle. What allowed you to enter that area that ordinary people cannot enter?"

Sean froze for a moment, but Ulysses said, "It is the power given to you by the Society of Reason." The old man looked at him narrowly, "According to your theory, since you enjoy power, you are also a member of the ruling class." Ah, as a member of this organization, shouldn’t one assume certain responsibilities, blindly evading is not what a scholar should do.”

Sean really never thought about this issue. In his previous life, he was regarded as a marginalized person. He was used to living alone and had little contact with society. After a long time, he had no idea about organizations, society, and so on.

Although he joined the University, the Society of Reason, and the Writers' Association in this life, he never really had a sense of belonging, never felt that he really belonged to that organization.

It's more just using this identity to gain some convenience.

Ulysses will be slapped in the face by this, and it is inevitable that some people will not be able to answer.

The point is that some words are really inconvenient to say.

At this moment, the door of the lounge was suddenly opened, and Palmer walked in expectantly.

"Oh, you are indeed here, Professor Sean, is it convenient for you to come with me?"

Sean felt grateful to Palmer for the first time in his heart, and he nodded slightly at Ulysses, "It seems that I have to excuse me, let's continue today's topic later."

He followed Palmer into the vice principal's office and sat down on his own.

Palmer didn't care too much, the two were old acquaintances, Palmer poured him a glass of wine, and Sean took a sip.

"What's the matter?

"Remember the last time I said you only need to take five classes per semester? I'm afraid I'm going to break my promise, because the military has taken a third of the professors and teaching assistants from the school during the recent war, and now we're short everywhere, Maybe you have to take some responsibility."

Sean sighed, he wanted to evade, but when he thought of what Ulysses said before, he swallowed the words again.

After all, Jianbao University did give him a lot of 'rights', "Okay."

"Ha, I knew you wouldn't sit idly by. To be honest, I thought it would take a while. Here's your schedule. Don't worry. I've streamlined it for you. You only need to attend twice a week. class.

In fact, the next class is just 15 minutes away. "

Sean was a little speechless, "I haven't prepared anything."

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, the students are all impatient now. They can't learn anything. If it doesn't work, just tell them a story. I believe in your ability to deal with those young people. By the way, I heard that you Joined the Society of Rationality, is there any trick? My last application was just rejected, what the hell, I'm also the vice-principal after all."

Sean smiled, "Actually, I joined by accident, and I promised to help them write a book."

"Writing a book? I see, maybe I should learn how to write novels too." Palmer said thoughtfully.

(End of this chapter)