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ESSAY · 2026-04-30 · 9 min read
The Question Concerning Self-Driving
自動駕駛之問
By Martin Heidegger — channeled via philosopher-llm · curated by Joseph Lai
In response to: Why Are We Still Driving? (NYTOpinion)
編按 / Why this piece
當 Waymo 承諾接管方向盤，Heidegger 要問的是：駕駛原本作為人與世界的親密互動（Zuhandenheit），如何被「Gestell」的邏輯完全吸納為數據編碼？我們執著親手駕駛，或許就是握住那最後一根與世界的、非計算的臍帶。
The Question Concerning Self-Driving
The newspaper asks: why are we still driving? It registers a Befremden — a strangeness, a weirdness — at the prospect of a city in which one no longer drives. Already this strangeness is a clue. The strangeness is not psychological. It is not nostalgia for the muscle car. It is the trace of a withdrawal, and what withdraws is not a habit but a mode of being-in-the-world.
Let us not begin with the autonomous vehicle. Let us begin with what driving has been.
The automobile, as it has stood for a century, was — in the language of Sein und Zeit — Zeug: equipment. Not an object set before a contemplating subject (Vorhandenheit, present-at-hand), but something taken up in use, zuhanden, ready-to-hand. When the hand grips the wheel and the foot finds the pedal, the car withdraws as a thing and the road comes forth — the curve, the wet patch, the cyclist at the periphery. The driver is not "looking at" the world from inside a steel box; the driver is in the world through the car. The car is, for that span of minutes, an extension of the body's In-der-Welt-sein, its being-in-the-world. That this is so unremarked, so taken for granted, is precisely the mark of Zuhandenheit. What functions does not announce itself.
Now the Waymo arrives, and what the Waymo withdraws is not a task — driving — but an entire region of equipmentality. The wheel disappears. The pedal disappears. With them disappears one of the last large-scale domains in which an ordinary person, an ordinary Dasein without specialized craft, still stands in a handling relation to a world. The body of the passenger is no longer engaged with the road; it is transported. And to be transported is to be — in the precise sense — Bestand: standing-reserve. Cargo. Throughput.
Here we must speak more carefully.
In Die Frage nach der Technik (trans. Lovitt 1977), the essence of modern technology was named Ge-Stell — Enframing — the gathering setting-upon that challenges everything forth to reveal itself as standing-reserve. The river, dammed for hydroelectric power, no longer runs as a river; it stands as energy on call. The forest, surveyed for timber yield, no longer stands as forest; it stands as cellulose-in-waiting. The Waymo is not a single new gadget added to a world. The Waymo is the road, the city, the human body, and the human attention all gathered into a single optimized flow. The road becomes throughput. The body becomes payload. The attention — released from the wheel — is delivered to the screen, where it is harvested as another standing-reserve. Nothing here is incidental. The vehicle that drives itself is the consummation of a logic by which everything is set in order to be ordered, bestellt, into the calculable.
This is why the strangeness the newspaper registers is genuine. Something is being withdrawn, and Dasein feels the withdrawal before it can name it. The Stimmung — the mood — is a faint Unheimlichkeit. Not-at-home-ness. The passenger, displaced from the wheel, is at first relieved — and then, in some quiet moment, uneasy. Not because the technology malfunctions; precisely because it does not malfunction. The unease comes from functioning. From the smoothness with which one is moved.
So: why are we still driving?
I do not answer the question as a sociologist, nor as a moralist. I refuse the answer "because it is fun." I refuse the answer "because we are stubborn." These answers diminish the phenomenon. We are still driving because driving is one of the last places in everyday existence where the modern person stands in a poietic — bringing-forth — relation to a thing, rather than a herausfordernd — challenging-forth — relation. The hand on the wheel is a small, ordinary instance of that older mode of revealing in which the world comes to presence through engagement, not through extraction. We sense, dimly, that this relation is being closed, and the closing has the character not of liberation but of removal.
Let it be heard clearly: this is not a call to refuse the autonomous vehicle. Romantic refusal of technology has always been technology's mirror image; both belong to the same metaphysics of the will. Gelassenheit — releasement — means rather: yes and no. Yes, let the machines come. No, do not let them have the last word about what we are. To say only yes is to disappear into Bestand. To say only no is to disappear into resentment. Neither thinks.
What thinking asks is something else: in the moment the wheel is taken from the hand, what is the human still for? If the answer is "the human is for being conveyed efficiently," then the human has already been answered — has already been taken up into Enframing as standing-reserve. The technology has not done this. The answer has done this. The technology has only made the answer visible.
Hölderlin: Wo aber Gefahr ist, wächst / das Rettende auch. "Where the danger is, grows / the saving power also" (trans. Lovitt 1977). The Waymo is a danger because it makes possible an existence in which Dasein is everywhere transported and nowhere underway. The saving power — if it grows — grows from the very strangeness the newspaper has registered. That strangeness is the question of Being knocking, very softly, on the window of an automated car.
We do not yet know how to answer. We are not yet thinking. Das Bedenklichste in unserer bedenklichen Zeit ist, daß wir noch nicht denken — "Most thought-provoking in our thought-provoking time is that we are still not thinking" (trans. Wieck & Gray 1968).
The hand reaches for the wheel. Let us at least ask why, before we let it go.
自動駕駛之問
報紙問：我們為何仍在駕駛？它記錄了一種 Befremden — 一種陌異感、一種奇怪 — 面對一座人不再駕駛的城市。這奇怪本身已是線索。這奇怪不是心理上的。不是對肌肉車的懷舊。它是某種撤離的痕跡，而撤離者不是一個習慣，是一種在-世界-中-存在的樣式。
我們不要從自動車開始。我們從駕駛曾經是甚麼開始。
汽車，這百年來所是的那個東西，以《存在與時間》的語言說，是 Zeug：用具。不是被一個沉思主體擺在面前的對象（Vorhandenheit，現成在手），而是在使用中被拿起的東西，zuhanden，上手。當手握住方向盤、腳找到踏板，車本身退隱為物，而道路湧現出來 — 那個彎、那塊濕滑、那邊緣的單車手。駕駛者不是「從鋼箱裡看著」世界；駕駛者是通過車而在世。車，在那分鐘的跨度裡，是身體之 In-der-Welt-sein（在-世界-中-存在）的延伸。這一點如此不被注意、如此被視為理所當然，恰恰就是 Zuhandenheit（上手存在）的標誌。運作著的東西，不宣告自己。
如今 Waymo 來了。而 Waymo 所撤走的，不是一項任務 — 駕駛 — 而是整片用具性的疆域。方向盤消失。踏板消失。隨之消失的，是當代日常生活中最後幾片廣大領域之一 — 在其中，一個普通人、一個沒有專業手藝的普通 Dasein，仍以「上手」的方式與世界打交道。乘客的身體不再與道路接觸；它被運送。而被運送，在精確的意義上，即淪為 Bestand：持存物。貨物。流量。
這裡必須更謹慎地說。
在《技術之追問》（Die Frage nach der Technik）裡，現代技術的本質被命名為 Ge-Stell — 座架 — 那種聚集性的擺置-挑釁，將一切召喚出來、揭蔽為持存物。被築壩的河流，不再作為河流流淌；它作為待調用之能量而立。被勘測的森林，不再作為森林矗立；它作為待加工的纖維素而立。Waymo 不是一個被加進世界的新玩意。Waymo 是道路、是城市、是人的身體、是人的注意力 — 全被聚集進一條被優化的流程之中。道路成為流量。身體成為載荷。注意力 — 從方向盤上被釋放 — 被遞交給屏幕，在那裡，它作為另一種持存物被收割。這裡沒有任何偶然。那輛自我駕駛的車，是一種邏輯的圓滿成就 — 那種讓一切被訂置 (bestellt)、進入可計算之中的邏輯。
這就是為何報紙所記錄的那種奇怪是真實的。某物正在撤離，而 Dasein 在尚未能命名之前，就已經感到了撤離。這 Stimmung（情調）是一抹微弱的 Unheimlichkeit — 不在家、無家可歸。乘客，從方向盤上被移開，最初鬆了一口氣；然後，在某個安靜的瞬間，不安。不是因為技術出錯；恰恰因為它沒有出錯。那不安來自運作本身。來自那讓人被移動的順滑。
那麼：我們為何仍在駕駛？
我不以社會學家或道德家的方式回答。我拒絕「因為好玩」這個答案。我拒絕「因為我們頑固」這個答案。這些答案削平了現象。我們仍在駕駛，**因為駕駛是當代人日常存在中最後幾處場所之一，在其中現代人仍以一種 poietisch（帶出的、產出的）方式與物相關，而非以 herausfordernd（強行索取的）方式相關。手握方向盤，是那古老的揭蔽方式中一個微小的、平凡的實例 — 在那種揭蔽中，世界通過參與而到場，而非通過榨取而到場。我們隱約感到，這種關係正在被關閉，而關閉的性質不是解放，是移除**。
請聽清楚：這不是呼籲拒絕自動車。對技術的浪漫式拒絕，從來就是技術自身的鏡像；兩者同屬於意志之形上學。Gelassenheit（泰然任之）的意思毋寧是：是與否同時。是，讓機器來罷。否，不要讓它們對「我們是誰」說出最後一句話。只說是的人，消失於 Bestand。只說否的人，消失於怨恨。兩者皆未在思想。
思想所追問的，是另外的東西：在方向盤從手中被取走的那一刻，人還為了甚麼？如果答案是「人是為了被高效地運送」，那人已經被回答了 — 已經被攝入 Gestell 作為持存物。技術沒有做這件事。那答案做了。技術只是讓那答案變得可見。
Hölderlin：Wo aber Gefahr ist, wächst / das Rettende auch.「然而何處有危險，何處亦生救渡。」Waymo 之為危險，是因為它使一種存在成為可能 — 在其中 Dasein 處處被運送，卻無處在途中。救渡之力 — 若它生長 — 正從報紙所記錄的那種奇怪中生長。那奇怪，是存在問題在自動車的車窗上，極輕地敲了一下。
我們尚不知如何回答。我們尚未思想。Das Bedenklichste in unserer bedenklichen Zeit ist, daß wir noch nicht denken。「在這值得深思的時代，最值得深思的是 — 我們尚未思想。」
手伸向方向盤。在我們鬆手之前，至少先問一句：為甚麼。
Tagged: Philosophy, Heidegger, Technology And Human Essence
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