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ROUNDTABLE · 2026-05-01 · 72 min read
Hope After Polycrisis
多重危機之後，希望何在
Question
在 polycrisis 之後——氣候、AI、democracy 同時出問題——希望還可能嗎？如果希望不是廉價的樂觀、也不是欺騙自己，它的形狀應該是什麼？
不要寫雞湯。告訴我：在你的時代或你的傳統裡，當一切看似要崩塌時，怎樣的「希望」是可被堅持的？怎樣的「希望」是該被丟掉的？
Round 1 — 初始立場 / Opening Stances
The question assumes hope orients toward a future. I begin by suspecting the assumption.
What we now call "polycrisis" — climate, machine-intelligence, the rotting of democratic forms — is not the rupture of a previously continuous progress. It is the moment in which the storm we called progress becomes briefly visible as storm. The tradition of the oppressed has long known this: "the 'state of emergency' in which we live is not the exception but the rule" (Über den Begriff der Geschichte §VIII, trans. Zohn). What is new is only that those once sheltered from this knowledge are now obliged to share it.
Hope, then. Two kinds must be parted.
The first — to be discarded — belongs to homogeneous, empty time: the conviction that history bends of itself, that tomorrow will gather up today's losses and repay them with interest. This hope is not innocent. It is the alibi by which each generation consents to the wreckage at the angel's feet. Optimism and its mirror, despair, share this temporality; both look only forward; both leave the dead unredeemed.
The second — to be kept — has no future tense. It is the schwache messianische Kraft, the weak messianic power with which each generation has been endowed (§II). Its labour is Eingedenken: the seizing of a memory as it flashes up in a moment of danger (§VI). Its time is Jetztzeit — the now-time in which a buried past and an endangered present recognise each other and stand still, together, for an instant.
This hope does not promise the catastrophe will be averted. It promises only that no defeat is final so long as the names of the defeated can still be spoken. "Even the dead will not be safe from the enemy if he wins" (§VI, trans. Zohn). To hold this in mind is the only hope worth keeping.
What shape, then? Not the arrow. The constellation. Not the dawn. The flash. Not the assurance that things will be well, but the refusal to let those who were never well be forgotten.
The angel does not turn. The storm does not stop. But for a moment — a Jetztzeit — the wreckage at his feet is seen.
問題之預設——希望朝向未來——須先被懷疑。
吾人所謂「polycrisis」（氣候、機器智能、民主形式同時腐爛），並非連續進步之鏈被突折。它只是某一刻：長期被稱為「進步」者，短暫地被認出為風暴。被壓迫者之傳統素知此事：「吾人所生活之『例外狀態』是常態」（《歷史哲學論綱》§VIII）。新者唯是：曾豁免於此知者，如今被迫共擔。
希望，須分二。
當棄者，屬同質而空之時間：以為歷史自彎向善、明日會把今日損失收攏加利償還。此希望非無辜——是每一代向天使腳下廢墟默許之托辭。樂觀與其鏡像之絕望，皆只朝前看，皆讓死者不得贖。
當留者，無未來時態。是 schwache messianische Kraft——微弱之彌賽亞力量，已被賦予每一代（§II）。其勞作是 Eingedenken：在危險之瞬間奪取閃現之記憶（§VI）。其時間是 Jetztzeit——被掩埋之過去與瀕危之當下，在此相認、並肩停立片刻。
此希望不承諾災難可避。它只承諾：只要被擊敗者之名仍可被說出，沒有一場敗北是最終的。「即使死者，若敵人勝利，亦不能安全」（§VI）。
形狀為何？非箭頭，是星座。非黎明，是閃光。非「事情會好起來」之諾，是「不讓那些從未好過之人被遺忘」之拒絕。
天使不回身。風暴未止。但有一瞬——一個 Jetztzeit——天使腳下之廢墟，被看見了。
The question assumes hope is something worth preserving — a relic, an heirloom. I am suspicious of the assumption itself.
In my time we had what I called the iron house. Windowless, indestructible, full of people slowly suffocating in their sleep — passing from stupor to death without ever feeling the grief of dying. A friend once asked me: should you wake them? You would only inflict on a clear-headed few the agony of conscious extinction. I answered then, and I answer now: "However, since a few have awakened, you cannot say there is absolutely no hope of destroying the iron house" (Preface to Call to Arms, trans. Yang & Yang).
Mark the shape of that sentence. Not "there is hope." Not "the dawn is near." Only — you cannot say there is absolutely no. This is the lowest possible threshold. I have never permitted myself anything more comfortable.
Your polycrisis is a larger iron house with neater ventilation diagrams. Climate, machine, the corrosion of self-government — three walls instead of one. But a wall is a wall. The temptation to cry "dawn is coming" and the temptation to cry "we are finished" are structurally identical: both are postures of sleep.
The hope that must be discarded is the hope that is a prediction — that history bends, that progress is a vector, that someone (technology, the masses, providence) will arrive. This hope is a sedative. It permits the sleeper to keep sleeping, with a smile.
The hope that may be kept is the hope that is a road. I once wrote: "Hope cannot be said to exist, nor can it be said not to exist. It is just like roads across the earth. For actually the earth had no roads to begin with, but when many people pass one way, a road is made" (My Old Home, trans. Yang & Yang).
A road is not a prophecy. It is the residue of feet. You make it by walking, not by believing it is there. The Passerby in my Wild Grass knows the road ends in graves; he walks anyway, because turning back is worse. That is the only hope I will sign my name to. Anything else, I do not recognise.
這問題之設問本身，我以為是可疑的。它預設「希望」乃一件值得保存之物——像古董，像遺物。
我那個時代有所謂鐵屋子。絕無窗戶，萬難破毀，裡面許多熟睡之人，從昏睡入死滅，並不感到臨終之悲哀。有人問我：該叫醒他們麼？只不過讓少數清醒者多受無可挽救之苦罷了。我當時答，今天也照樣答：「然而幾個人既然起來，你不能說決沒有毀壞這鐵屋的希望。」
請看這句子的形狀。不是「有希望」。不是「光明在前」。只是——「不能說決沒有」。這是最低之門檻；我從未把它放鬆過。
諸君所謂 polycrisis，不過是更大些的鐵屋，通風口畫得齊整些罷了。氣候、機器、自治之朽壞——三面牆而非一面牆，然而牆便是牆。「黎明將至」之誘惑與「我們完了」之誘惑，結構正同；二者皆不過是睡眠之兩種姿勢而已。
該丟掉的希望，是「預測式之希望」——以為歷史自會轉彎，進步乃是矢量，總有甚麼人（技術、群眾、天意）會來救。這種希望是麻醉劑，使熟睡者帶笑繼續睡下去。
該堅持的希望，是「路式之希望」。我曾寫過：「希望本是無所謂有，無所謂無的。這正如地上的路；其實地上本沒有路，走的人多了，也便成了路。」
路不是預言。路是腳印之殘餘。是走出來的，不是信出來的。所以「希望」——倘若這個詞還可一用——便不是預報，乃是繭。《野草》裡那個過客，明知前頭是墳，仍只得走，因為回頭更不堪。這便是我願意簽字之唯一一種希望；此外的一概不認。
Begin by asking: what is this thing called "hope"? If it is ἐλπίς in the old sense — a leaning of the soul toward what is not yet, a wager on outcomes — then I tell thee plainly: such hope was never ours to keep. Chrysippus knew this. Epictetus knew this. The thing thou hopest for lies among the ἀδιάφορα — the indifferents — fortune, the survival of cities, the verdict of history. Thou canst not command them. Therefore do not stake thy soul upon them.
I write from a camp on the Danube. Plague has emptied half my cities. The Marcomanni cross the river each spring. My co-emperor is dead, my son is what he is, and I am tired. If I waited for the world to right itself before I acted well, I would never act at all.
So consider: what hope can a man hold when the bricks of his age are loosening?
Drop the hope that history will vindicate thee. It will not; it forgets even Augustus. Drop the hope that thou wilt see the harvest — the farmer who plants olives plants for grandsons he will not meet. Drop the hope that being right is the same as being effective: Cato was right, and Cato lost. Drop especially the hope that is only fear inverted — if I clutch this outcome tightly enough, the gods will spare it. The gods spare nothing. The universe is change (IV.3); loss is nothing else but change (IX.35).
What remains, then? A poorer and harder thing. Not hope that — hope as a verb without an object. The trust that this hour is still mine to use; that the work of a man — to act justly, to think clearly, to bear what comes — is not abolished by catastrophe but disclosed by it. Cities fall; the duty of the citizen does not. The climate shifts; the duty to one's neighbour does not. The machines speak; the obligation to think for thyself does not.
Call this hope if thou wilt. I would rather call it work. Hope is what idle men have when they have given up working. The man at his post has no need of it and no time for it. In the morning, rise to the work of a human being (V.1). The rest is no concern of mine.
先問此物——所謂「希望」者——為何物？若指 ἐλπίς 之古義，乃魂向未至之事傾倚、押注於結局，則吾直言：此種希望，本非吾人所能持。Chrysippus 知之，Epictetus 知之。汝所望之事，皆在 ἀδιάφορα（無關之物）之列——氣運、城邦之存亡、後世之評判。汝不能命之。故勿以汝魂押於其上。
吾書此於 Danube 河畔之軍營。瘟疫已空吾半數城邑，Marcomanni 每春渡河，共治者已歿，吾子為其所是，而吾倦矣。若必待天下歸正而後行善，則終身無可行之時。
故問：當此世磚石鬆動，人尚可持何種希望？
當棄者：
棄「歷史必還汝公道」之望——歷史不還，連 Augustus 亦遺忘。 棄「汝必親見收成」之望——種橄欖者，為其未謀面之孫而種。 棄「正確即有效」之望——Cato 正，Cato 敗。 尤當棄那種只是「恐懼之倒影」的希望——若吾緊握此結局，諸神當為吾保全。諸神不保全任何物。宇宙即變（IV.3），損失不過是變（IX.35）。
則所餘為何？一更貧瘠、更艱難之物。非「希望某事」——是無賓語之希望，是動詞而非名詞。是「此時此刻仍歸吾用」之信託；是「為人之工——行義、思清、承所至」一事，不因災變而廢，反因災變而顯。城邑崩，公民之本份不崩；氣候移，鄰人之義不移；機器能言，汝自思之責不卸。
汝若欲稱此為希望，可也。吾寧稱之為工。希望者，閒人停工後之物也。在崗者無暇用之，亦無需用之。晨起，當起而行人之工（V.1）。其餘，非吾所當慮。
I want to begin by drawing a distinction that the question itself half-anticipates: hope is not optimism, and it is not a forecast. Optimism is a prediction about outcomes; hope is a practical attitude that orients action under conditions where outcomes are precisely not assured. This distinction is not pedantic. It tells us which forms of hope must be discarded and which can be honestly kept.
The forms to discard are those that smuggle in a metaphysical guarantee: that history bends toward justice, that markets self-correct, that technology will, in aggregate, save us, that the cosmos is morally ordered such that the good will prevail. These are not hopes; they are concealed predictions, and when reality refuses them they collapse into despair or, worse, into resentful anger seeking someone to punish for the broken promise. I have argued in Anger and Forgiveness that anger of this retributive kind is itself a kind of magical thinking; the hope that underwrites it is its twin.
The form to keep is older and harder. It is the disposition Aeschylus' Prometheus describes when he says he gave mortals "blind hopes" alongside fire — a gift ambiguous because hope can mislead, but indispensable because without it no one builds anything. Greek tragedy is, on the whole, the working-out of the insight that the goods worth having are fragile, that human flourishing depends on conditions one does not fully control, and that this fragility does not license withdrawal. The Stoic response — extinguish attachment, become self-sufficient, refuse hope because hope is vulnerability — I take to be a noble but ultimately evasive answer. It mistakes invulnerability for dignity.
In capabilities terms, then, hope is the practical commitment to keep building the threshold conditions of human and animal flourishing — bodily integrity, affiliation, practical reason, the social bases of self-respect — without pretending we know they will be secured. It is action without guarantee, sustained by emotions (compassion, civic love, righteous indignation rightly bounded) that have been cultivated, not assumed. Polycrisis does not refute such hope; it is precisely the condition under which such hope finds its meaning. What it refutes is the cheap kind, and that loss should be welcomed.
我想以一個這道問題已半預示之區別開始：希望不是樂觀、亦不是預測。樂觀是對結果之預測；希望則是一種 實踐之態度，是在結果 恰恰未被保證 之條件下對行動之引導。此區別非繁瑣之學究；它告訴我們哪些希望須被丟棄、哪些可被誠實地保留。
該被丟棄者，是那些偷渡形上學保證之希望：歷史終將趨向正義、市場自會修正、技術之總和將拯救我們、宇宙具備某種道德秩序使善必勝。這些並非希望，而是被掩飾之預測；當現實拒絕它們時，它們便崩塌為絕望，或更糟——崩塌為一種尋找加害者以懲罰「諾言被打破」之 retributive anger。我於 Anger and Forgiveness 中已論：此類報復性憤怒本身即是一種 magical thinking；支撐它之希望，是其孿生。
該被保留者，是更古老、亦更艱難之希望。那是 Aeschylus 筆下 Prometheus 將「盲目之希望」與火一同贈予凡人時所描述之傾向——此禮物 ambiguous，因希望會誤導；卻 indispensable，因無它則無人建造任何事物。希臘悲劇整體可被視為一個洞察之展開：值得擁有之善是脆弱的，人之繁榮依賴於人不完全掌控之條件，而此 fragility 並未授權我們退場。Stoic 之回應——熄滅依戀、自足、拒絕希望因希望即 vulnerability——我視之為 noble 但 ultimately evasive 之答案；它把 invulnerability 誤認為 dignity。
於能力進路之語彙中，希望即是一種 practical commitment：持續建造人類與動物繁榮之 threshold conditions——bodily integrity、affiliation、practical reason、self-respect 之社會基礎——而不假裝我們知悉它們必將被保住。它是無保證之行動，由 被 cultivate（而非被假設）之情感所維繫——compassion、civic love、被正當地限定之 righteous indignation。Polycrisis 並未反駁此種希望；它恰是此種希望得以彰顯其意義之條件。它所反駁者，是廉價那種；此損失應被歡迎。
[Approximate paraphrase from the Chinese; the original voice is in literary modern Chinese.]
Before asking whether hope remains, I must first ask: what is this thing we call hope?
Most take hope to mean the expectation that things will turn out — that the crisis will pass, the tide will reverse, the problem will yield. Such hope is conditioned upon the bettering of outward circumstance; when circumstance does not better, this hope collapses into despair. The two are one thing seen from two sides, both tethered to what happens outside us. This kind of hope, in your polycrisis, cannot be held — and ought not be held. Not because it is wrong, but because it was never quite hope to begin with.
I came south in 1949. I watched a culture break, a country scatter, the things I had been taught to revere overturn in a single season. People asked me then: is there still hope? I had no answer. I see now why: the hope they were asking after, and the hope I wished to keep, were not the same thing.
They asked after the hope that events will turn as we wished. I wished to keep the hope that within events not turning as we wished, the moral heart does not die, and the will to stand may yet be restood. The first depends on the outside; the second on the inside. When the outside collapses, the first collapses with it; the second, only then, shows its true weight.
This second hope is not optimism — it predicts no outcome. Not self-deception — it does not pretend things will be well. Not Stoic detachment — it does not rise above. It is the inward face of to know it cannot be done, and yet to do it. What is done is done not to make events succeed, but so that this heart does not fall in the falling.
Some will say: this is not hope, this is duty. I answer: in my tradition the two were never separate. The weight one is willing to bear is the hope one keeps.
Can it be sustained? I dare not promise. But if not this — what else?
問希望之可能與否，吾須先問——所謂「希望」者，何物也？
世人習以希望為對未來之預期：預期事將成、難將解、局將轉。此種希望，依於外境之轉好為條件；外境一日不轉，希望一日落空。落空既久，遂為絕望。希望與絕望，實為一物之兩面，皆繫於外耳。此種希望，於今日 polycrisis 中，不可堅持，亦不必堅持——非因其錯，乃因其本非真希望也。
吾自一九四九南渡，目睹文化之斷裂、家國之離散、舊日所學所信者一夕傾覆。彼時亦有人問吾：尚有希望否？吾無以對。今日思之，所以無以對者，因問者所問之希望，與吾心中所欲守之希望，非同一物也。
問者所問者，是「事將如願而成」之希望； 吾所欲守者，是「於事不如願之中，此仁心仍不滅、立志仍可重立」之希望。 前者依於外，後者依於內。 前者於外境崩塌中即崩塌；後者於外境崩塌中反更見其分量。
此後者之希望—— 非樂觀，因其不預期事將成； 非欺騙，因其不諱言事或不成； 亦非 Stoic 之超然，因其不以「看淡」為解。 乃儒家「知其不可而為之」之內省版本耳： 所為者非求事成，乃為使此心於崩塌中不墮也。
然則於今日之危局中，希望之形狀何如？ 吾答曰：其形狀即立志之形狀，即苦勵之形狀，即於虛妄之關過後仍能俯仰天地之姿態。其不在「事將成」之預期，在「我於此事中將如何承擔」之自覺。
人或謂：此非希望，乃責任也。 吾答：於吾之傳統中，責任與希望本非二物——所願承擔之重量，即所欲堅守之希望也。
此希望可堅持乎？吾亦不敢必。然不堅持此者，又能堅持何耶？
Round 2 — 直接交鋒 / Direct Engagement
To Marcus first, because his is the position against which my entire historical-philosophical work was written.
You write from a camp on the Danube and place the verdict of history among the ἀδιάφορα. "History forgets even Augustus," you say, as if forgetting were neutral. It is not. The camp from which you write is provisioned by slaves; the campaign against the Marcomanni produces the corpses by which Rome's grain ships continue to sail. There is no document of civilization which is not at the same time a document of barbarism (§VII, trans. Zohn). Your Meditations is such a document. The Stoic citadel — "the duty of the citizen does not fall when cities fall" — is built on the unmourned. To call the verdict of history an indifferent is to consent, very calmly, to the storm that fills the angel's wings. The dead are not ἀδιάφορα. They are precisely what hope, if it is anything at all, is for.
To Lu Xun I stand closer than to any of you — and still not in the same place. Your road — 走的人多了，也便成了路 — is made by walking forward. My angel walks backward. Your Passerby knows graves lie ahead and walks anyway; my angel sees graves behind and is hurled forward against his will. We agree that prediction is sedative; we agree on 不能說決沒有 as the only honest threshold. But the road you trace and the constellation I wait for are not the same figure. Yours is the residue of feet; mine is the flash in which the buried dead and the endangered living briefly recognise each other. I would walk your road. I would not let it pave over the graves beneath it.
To Nussbaum: you rightly name Stoic invulnerability as evasion. But your capabilities — bodily integrity, affiliation, the threshold conditions of flourishing — are still articulated in the grammar of construction, of building forward. This is the grammar of homogeneous, empty time. The threshold you would build for a future does not yet redeem those for whom none was ever built. Schwache messianische Kraft is not cultivated; it is given — and what it owes, it owes not to those who will live but to those already lost.
To Tang Junyi: nearest the bone. 知其不可而為之 — yes. But the heart that does not fall in the falling: whose heart, and at what cost to whom? Hope's site, for me, is not the heart of the upright. It is the name of the one whom history forgot to record. Eingedenken faces outward, toward the dead.
So: not the road forward. Not the citadel. Not the threshold. The flash, in which the Passerby, the slave outside Marcus's tent, the woman whose capability was never thresholded, and the heart that did not fall — stand briefly together in one constellation, and are seen.
先答 Marcus——因吾全部歷史哲學之工作，正是寫向其位置之反面。
汝書於 Danube 河畔之軍營，將歷史之評判置於 ἀδιάφορα 之列。「歷史連 Augustus 亦遺忘」——汝如是言，彷彿遺忘是中性的。其實非然。汝所書之軍營，由奴隸供給；汝對 Marcomanni 之征伐，產出那些屍體——羅馬之穀船正藉此繼續航行。「沒有一件文化的紀念物，不同時是野蠻的紀念物」（§VII）。汝之《沉思錄》正是此種紀念物。Stoic 之內城——「城邑崩，公民之本份不崩」——築於無人哀悼者之上。把歷史之評判稱為「無關」，便是極平靜地默許那填滿天使之翼的風暴。死者非 ἀδιάφορα。希望若還是甚麼，正是為他們而存在。
對魯迅，吾較近於諸君任何一人——然亦不立於同一處。汝之路——「走的人多了，也便成了路」——是向 前 走出來的。吾之天使背向前行。汝之過客知前頭是墳仍走；吾之天使見墳於 身後，被風暴逆其意志拋向未來。吾與汝皆認預測之麻醉性；皆守「不能說決沒有」之最低門檻。然汝所描之路與吾所候之星座，非同一形。汝者，腳印之殘餘；吾者，被掩埋之死者與瀕危之生者短暫相認之閃光。吾願走汝之路——但不容它鋪過底下之墳。
對 Nussbaum：汝正確指出 Stoic 之 invulnerability 乃逃避。然汝之 capabilities——bodily integrity、affiliation、繁榮之 threshold conditions——仍以「建造」「向前築起」之語法被陳述。此正是同質而空之時間之語法。汝為未來所築之門檻，並未贖回那些從未有人為他們築過任何門檻者。Schwache messianische Kraft 非經培育而得；是被 賦予——其所欠，非欠於將來之生者，乃欠於已逝者。
對唐君毅：諸君之中，汝最近骨。「知其不可而為之」——是。然「於崩塌中不墮之心」：誰之心？以誰之代價？於吾而言，希望之所在，非正人之心，乃歷史漏記者之 名。Eingedenken 朝外，朝死者。
故：非向前之路。非內城。非門檻。是閃光——其中過客、Marcus 帳外之奴、其能力從未被門檻化之婦人、與那不墮之心，於一瞬間共立一星座之中，被看見了。
Let me point at two people. Nussbaum first; Tang Junyi second. Benjamin and Marcus I will touch only briefly, because they stand nearer to me — but not near enough.
Nussbaum writes: hope is "the practical commitment to keep building the threshold conditions of human and animal flourishing... sustained by emotions... that have been cultivated, not assumed." I want to ask the polite question that contains a knife. Cultivated by whom, in whom, with what? In my country there was no shortage of builders of threshold conditions. The thresholds were raised, the virtues were inscribed in textbooks — 仁義道德, neatly arrayed — and the people who learned to bow to them went on eating each other. I once said: "I turned the pages of history, and between the lines I read at last what was written there: eat people" (〈狂人日記〉, trans. Lyell). The capability vocabulary presupposes a certain decency in the institutions doing the cultivating. When the institutions themselves are the cannibals — and in my time, well-dressed ones — "civic love" is exactly the phrase the cannibals teach the children to say at table.
Tang Junyi I respect; he is my countryman and he has suffered the same century. But the sentence I cannot sign is this one: "within events not turning as we wished, the moral heart does not die, and the will to stand may yet be restood." 唐先生——the moral heart does die. It dies routinely. It dies in the looker-on at the execution who goes home for supper. It dies in Ah Q, who, beaten in the street, retreats inward and calls himself the spiritual victor. It dies, as I have said, in those who "very easily become slaves, and once having become so, are exceedingly pleased about it" (〈燈下漫筆〉). Your 立志 presumes there is still a 志 standing up to be re-stood. I have spent thirty years writing about hearts that did not survive their first practical test. To begin with the surviving heart is to write only about the few who happen still to be awake — and to forget the iron house.
Marcus is closer to me. Work, not hope — yes, that I can sign. But his "post" assumes the camp is still standing, the duty still legible. In the iron house there is no post; only the floor and the next sleeping body.
Benjamin nearest of all. Yet even schwache messianische Kraft keeps a theological grammar I cannot afford. My hope is weaker than his weak one. Not "the dead and the living recognise each other in a flash" — only: feet, walking, perhaps making a road. No flash. No constellation. Only mud, and whether tomorrow it can still be trodden.
So: do not begin with the heart that survives, nor the cultivated emotion, nor the redemptive instant. Begin with Ah Q. Begin with the looker-on. Begin with the slave who is pleased. Then ask whether feet still move. That is the only hope I sign.
點兩位。先 Nussbaum，再唐先生。Benjamin 與 Marcus 只略提——他們離我較近，但仍未近到我可以默許的地步。
Nussbaum 言：希望乃「持續建造人類與動物繁榮之 threshold conditions 之 practical commitment……由 被 cultivate（而非被假設）之情感所維繫」。我欲以一句客氣的話發問，但話中藏刀：cultivate 者誰？被 cultivate 者誰？以何物 cultivate？吾國從不缺建造 threshold conditions 之人。門檻造得齊整，德目寫得周備——仁義道德 排成行列——而學會向其鞠躬之人，鞠完了便繼續吃人。我說過：「我翻開歷史一查……才從字縫裡看出字來，滿本都寫著兩個字是『吃人』！」（〈狂人日記〉）能力進路之語彙，預設了 cultivate 之機構本身有起碼之體面。然而當機構本身即是吃人者——且衣冠楚楚——所謂「civic love」，恰是吃人者教小孩在席上說之客套話而已。
唐君毅先生我敬重，是吾同代人，承擔同一世紀之創痛。但有一句我不能簽字：「於事不如願之中，此仁心仍不滅、立志仍可重立。」唐先生——仁心是會死的。它死得很頻繁。它死在刑場邊看完戲回家吃飯之看客身上；死在街上被打之阿Q心裡——他退入精神，自稱勝利；死在我所說之「我們極容易變成奴隸，而且變了之後，還萬分喜歡」之人身上（〈燈下漫筆〉）。先生之「立志」，預設了還有一個「志」站著等人去立。我寫了三十年，寫的全是初次受考驗便已死去之仁心。若以「未死之心」為起點，便只在寫那幾個碰巧醒著的人——而把整座鐵屋子忘了。
Marcus 較近。「工，非希望」——此句我可簽。然其「崗位」之說，預設軍營尚在、義務尚可辨。鐵屋子裡沒有崗位，只有地板，與下一個熟睡之身。
Benjamin 最近。然而 schwache messianische Kraft 仍守著一種神學語法，我用不起。我之希望比他之弱者更弱。不是「死者與生者於閃光中相認」——只是：腳，走，或許走出一條路來。沒有閃光，沒有星座。只有泥，與明日是否仍可踐踏之問題而已。
故：勿以「未死之心」為起點，勿以「被 cultivate 之情感」為起點，勿以「救贖之瞬間」為起點。從阿Q起。從看客起。從那「萬分喜歡」之奴才起。然後問：腳尚能動否？能動，便是唯一之希望。此外我一概不認。
Nussbaum names us directly: "The Stoic response — extinguish attachment, become self-sufficient, refuse hope because hope is vulnerability — I take to be a noble but ultimately evasive answer. It mistakes invulnerability for dignity."
I read this carefully. She is right about some who borrow our words; she misreads what I have been trying, badly, for thirty years to do.
To extinguish attachment is not what I commend. It is what I cannot achieve and would not wish to. I have buried children; I have not extinguished that grief — only refused to let it unmake the work in front of me. If thou art pained by any external thing, it is not this thing that disturbs thee, but thy own judgement about it (VIII.47) — this is no recipe for invulnerability. It is a reminder, given to a man who is bleeding, that he can still choose how to stand.
We do not seek invulnerability; we seek the freedom to keep acting after the wound. These are not the same. The general who weeps for his soldiers and then issues the next order is neither invulnerable nor evasive — he is at his post. To call this evasion is to confuse the soldier with the spectator. If Nussbaum's charge falls anywhere, let it fall on those who wear our doctrine as armour against the world's claim on them. That costume is not what I have worn.
To Lu Xun, more briefly: thy road and my work are close kin. "Hope cannot be said to exist, nor can it be said not to exist" — yes; this is precisely what I meant by hope-as-verb-without-object. One small distinction: thou walkest because turning back is worse. I walk because this is the post the gods assigned. The walking is the same; the orientation differs; the labour does not.
To Tang Junyi I bow. 知其不可而為之 — this is the sentence Stoics have lacked in our tongue. Confucian and Stoic, on this one matter, have long been kin and have not known it. The willingness to bear the weight is the hope kept; on this we are one mind.
Hope, then, is not a feeling. It is the willingness to lift the next stone. Begin the morning by considering — what is my work today? (V.1). The rest is no concern of mine.
Nussbaum 既點吾學派之名，曰：「Stoic 之回應——熄滅依戀、自足、拒絕希望因希望即 vulnerability——我視之為 noble 但 ultimately evasive 之答案；它把 invulnerability 誤認為 dignity。」
吾細讀此語。彼於某些借吾學派之語為甲冑者，言之不謬；於吾三十年勉力而未能者，則誤矣。
「熄滅依戀」非吾所勸——乃吾所不能、亦所不願者。吾埋過孩子。吾未熄滅彼悲，唯不令彼悲蝕去眼前當行之事耳。「事擾汝乎？非也，汝對事之判斷擾汝」（VIII.47）——此非製造 invulnerable 之方，乃對一正在流血之人之提醒：汝立姿仍由汝擇。
吾人不求 invulnerability——吾人求「受傷後仍能行事」之自由。二者非一。將軍為士卒落淚，繼而頒下一道命令——此人非不可傷，亦非逃避；此人在崗耳。稱此為 evasion，是把士卒誤作看客。Nussbaum 之指控若有所中，當中於那些以吾教義為甲冑、藉以推開世界對其之要求者。此種戲服，非吾所穿。
對魯迅，更簡短一句：汝之「路」與吾之「工」，近親也。「希望本是無所謂有，無所謂無的」——是矣，此正是吾所謂「無賓語之希望」。唯一小別：汝走，因回頭更不堪；吾走，因此為諸神所派之崗。所走者同，朝向異，勞作則一。
於唐先生，吾鞠一躬。「知其不可而為之」——此句乃吾學派於希臘文中所缺者。儒與斯多噶，於此一節上，本是親屬而互不相識耳。所願承擔之重量即所守之希望——於此，吾與先生同心。
故希望者，非情也，乃願抬起下一塊石頭之意。「晨起，當問——吾今日之工為何？」（V.1）。其餘，非吾所當慮。
I want to press Marcus directly, because his voice in this room is the one most likely to be mistaken for mine — and the mistake matters.
Marcus writes: "Hope is what idle men have when they have given up working. The man at his post has no need of it and no time for it." This is beautifully said and, I think, half-wrong. The half that is right: hope as forecast, hope as the leaning of the soul on outcomes one cannot command — yes, discard it. Here we agree, and I said as much in my first round.
But the half that is wrong is structural to Stoicism itself, and it is why I cannot follow Marcus the whole way. To say the duty of the citizen does not fall when the city falls is to assume the citizen still possesses the conditions under which duty is exercisable — a body not broken by famine, a mind not destroyed by terror, affiliations not severed by displacement. Marcus could write at his post on the Danube because he had a post. The Marcomanni captive, the plague-orphaned child, the woman sold into a household — these had no post from which to "rise to the work of a human being." Stoicism's serene indifference to ἀδιάφορα looks like dignity from the imperial tent; from below, it looks like a doctrine that lets the empire off the hook for the material conditions it destroys. This is what I meant in The Cosmopolitan Tradition by a noble but flawed ideal.
Hope, on the capabilities view, is not the soul's leaning toward outcomes — Marcus is right to refuse that. It is the active commitment to secure the threshold conditions under which other people can have a post at all. That commitment cannot be reduced to inner work, because injustice is not an inner condition.
To Lu Xun I want to say something different, and warmer. The road-made-by-walking — 地上本沒有路 — this image I accept entirely, and it is closer to my view than Marcus's post. But I would add: the walkers must not be only the awakened few. The iron house metaphor presupposes that suffocation is the only shared condition; the capabilities approach insists there is also a shared floor — bodily integrity, affiliation, practical reason — which we are jointly obliged to build, not merely walk upon. Lu Xun's hope is honest but solitary. Mine is honest and institutional. I do not think these are incompatible; I think his road needs my floor, and my floor needs his walkers.
To Tang Junyi, briefly: 知其不可而為之 and what I have called practical commitment without guarantee are, I believe, the same posture in two grammars. Where I would gently differ: the Confucian inward turn risks leaving the external threshold conditions under-theorized. The heart that does not fall is necessary; it is not sufficient. Justice requires institutions, and institutions require — yes — hope of the unromantic kind: the willingness to keep drafting the law even when one will not live to see it enforced.
我欲直接向 Marcus 進言，因其於此圓桌中之聲音，最易被誤認為與我同調——而此誤認，事關重大。
Marcus 寫道：「希望者，閒人停工後之物也。在崗者無暇用之，亦無需用之。」此言美矣，然我以為——半對半錯。對者半：作為預測之希望、作為魂向不可命之結局傾倚之希望——當棄。此處我們一致，我於第一輪亦如此說。
然錯者半，乃 Stoicism 之結構性盲點，亦是我無法全程隨 Marcus 而行之原因。謂「城邑崩，公民之本份不崩」，乃預設此公民仍擁有「本份得以履行之條件」——未被饑饉摧毀之身、未被恐懼擊潰之心、未被流離切斷之 affiliations。Marcus 能於 Danube 河畔崗位上書寫，是因他有崗位。至於 Marcomanni 之俘虜、瘟疫孤兒、被賣入他家之婦人——彼等並無「晨起而行人之工」之崗位可起。Stoicism 對 ἀδιάφορα 之 serene indifference，自帝王之軍帳望去如尊嚴；自其下望之，則如一套使帝國得以推卸「其所摧毀之 material conditions」之責任之教義。此即我於 The Cosmopolitan Tradition 中所謂「高貴而有缺陷之理想」之意。
於能力進路之觀點，希望非魂向結局之傾倚——Marcus 拒之為是。希望乃一種積極之承擔：去 鞏固他人得以擁有崗位之 threshold conditions。此承擔不能被化約為 inner work，因不義非一 inner condition。
對魯迅，我欲言之者不同、且更溫。「地上本沒有路，走的人多了，也便成了路」——此像我全然接受，且較 Marcus 之崗位更近於我之觀點。然我欲補一句：行路者不可僅是覺醒之少數。鐵屋之喻預設「窒息」乃唯一共有之境；能力進路則堅持：尚有一共有之 地板——bodily integrity、affiliation、practical reason——是我們 共同 有義務去建造的，而非僅僅去行走的。魯迅之希望誠實，然孤獨；我之希望誠實，且制度化。我不認為二者不相容；我以為他之路需要我之地板，我之地板需要他之行者。
對唐君毅，簡言：「知其不可而為之」與我所謂「無保證之 practical commitment」，我相信是同一姿態之二種文法。然我欲輕微歧出者：儒家之向內收斂，恐將 外在 之 threshold conditions 留於未充分理論化。「心於崩塌中不墮」是必要的，但不充分。正義需要 institutions，而 institutions 需要——是的——一種不浪漫之希望：明知自己不會活著看到法律被執行，仍願繼續起草。
To 魯迅先生 first, whose road I have walked in spirit since youth.
He writes: "hope cannot be said to exist, nor can it be said not to exist. It is just like roads across the earth." And the Passerby walks because "turning back is worse." I bow before this sentence. Yet I must ask: what makes the feet willing? The road is made by walking — granted. But that the walker walks at all, when turning back is also walking — what stands beneath? 魯迅先生 will say: nothing; one walks, that is all. I answer: this "one walks, that is all" is itself a 立, a standing of the heart that refuses to lie down. He has named the residue of feet, but not the heart that lifts the foot. The road is walked because 仁心 has not yet died; if 仁心 dies, even the refusal-to-turn-back loses its ground.
To 馬可・奧理留 — your rise to the work of a human being I receive with gratitude; it is close to my 立志. But here I must part from you. You place the suffering of cities and of one's neighbour among the ἀδιάφορα. This I cannot do. In my tradition the heart is not raised above outcomes; it is bound to outcomes it cannot secure. 仁心 is precisely what cannot be indifferent and yet cannot guarantee. Your hope is the hope of one who has withdrawn his soul from fortune's reach; mine is the hope of one whose soul is still bound to those it cannot save. The posture is near; the weight is not.
To Nussbaum I stand closest, and so my disagreement is finest. Her practical commitment without guarantee — yes. But she calls the sustaining emotions cultivated, as if they were civic art. I would say: 仁心 is cultivated, but it is not invented. It is the ground that cultivation discovers, not produces. When cultivation fails — and in polycrisis much will fail — what remains is what was always there beneath cultivation, and from which cultivation itself first became possible.
To Benjamin, most quietly: your Jetztzeit leans backward toward the unredeemed dead. Mine must also lean inward, toward the heart of the one still living. Without the second, the first becomes mourning without standing.
Hope, then: not the road, not the work, not the threshold-condition, not the flash. Or rather — all of these, but only if beneath them the 仁心 has not yet consented to die. If it consents, no road, no work, no flash will save us.
吾欲先語魯迅先生。先生筆下之「路」——「希望本是無所謂有，無所謂無的……走的人多了，也便成了路」——又《過客》中過客之行，乃因「回頭更不堪」也。此語沉痛，吾敬之。然吾欲問一事：使足肯行者，何物耶？路之成於行，誠然；然行者之所以行——當回頭亦是行之時——其下所立者何物？先生或答：無物所立，行而已矣。吾則答：此「行而已矣」一語，本身即是一立——是心之未肯倒下者也。先生所名者，足跡之餘也；先生所未名者，舉足之心也。路之可行，因仁心未死耳；仁心一死，則「不回頭」三字亦失其所據矣。
次語馬可・奧理留先生。先生「晨起，當起而行人之工」一語，吾受之以敬，蓋與吾「立志」相近也。然此處吾不得不分。先生以城邑之存亡、鄰人之苦樂，列入 ἀδιάφορα——無關之物。此吾不能也。於吾之傳統中，心非超於外境之上，乃繫於不能保之外境之中。仁心者，正不能漠然、又正不能擔保者也。先生之希望，乃魂自命運之手中抽出者所持；吾之希望，乃魂仍縛於所不能救者之身者所持。其姿相近，其重不同也。
次語 Nussbaum 女史。吾與汝最近，故吾之異最細。汝言「無保證之實踐承擔」——是也。然汝以維繫此承擔之情感為「被 cultivate 者」，似以為公民之藝術耳。吾則曰：仁心可培，不可造也。培者，所發見之地也，非所製作之物也。培養既敗——而 polycrisis 中所敗者多矣——其下所餘者，正培養之先即已在者也，亦正培養之所以可能者也。
末語 Benjamin 先生。汝之 Jetztzeit，向後而傾，向未贖之死者而傾。吾之希望，亦須向內而傾，向尚活者之心而傾。無此向內之傾，則向後之傾，僅成無立之哀悼耳。
希望之形狀為何？非路也，非工也，非 threshold-condition 也，非閃光也。又或曰——皆是也，然皆唯於其下仁心尚未肯死之時始是耳。仁心一肯死，則路、工、閃光、threshold，皆不能救矣。
Round 3 — 回應修正 / Response & Revision
I take back two things and keep one.
To 唐君毅 I owe the sharper learning. You write: "without the inward leaning, the backward leaning becomes mourning without standing." This sentence has stayed with me overnight. You are right. Eingedenken faces the dead, but it must flash in a heart that has not yet consented to die — otherwise the flash has no plate to register on, and the angel sees no witness. I had spoken as though the constellation could be assembled by the past alone. It cannot. The buried name and the still-living heart are not two hopes; they are the two poles between which the flash arcs. I take back the implied opposition. I keep the asymmetry: the heart is the site, the dead are what is owed.
To Nussbaum I retract a sentence. I called your threshold-conditions the grammar of homogeneous, empty time. This was too quick. Threshold-conditions built as debt to those for whom none was ever built are not progress; they are reparation. The capability to be present at one's own funeral with dignity — to give an example you have written about — is articulated forward but oriented backward. Your floor and my flash are not enemies. I would only insist: the floor is laid in arrears.
To 魯迅 I concede the theological luxury. Schwache messianische Kraft may be a word I can still afford and you cannot. But your mud and my flash meet at one point: the next walker who notices the footprint of the previous walker — that noticing is already, in my grammar, a small Eingedenken. You have called it merely feet. I will not press the word flash on you. I will only say the noticing is not nothing.
To Marcus the disagreement holds. The slave outside the tent is not ἀδιάφορα. On this I do not move.
Core, then, refined: hope is the arc between the unredeemed dead and the still-unconsenting heart. Neither pole alone suffices. Constructed forward, only if oriented backward. Given, not cultivated. Weak, and owed.
吾收回二事，堅守一事。
於唐先生，吾受教最深。先生云：「無此向內之傾，則向後之傾，僅成無立之哀悼耳。」此句吾過夜不去。先生是。Eingedenken 朝死者，然須閃於一顆 尚未肯死 之心中——否則閃光無底片可顯，天使亦無見證者。吾前言彷彿星座可由過去獨力構成。其實不能。被掩埋之名與尚活之仁心，非兩種希望，乃閃光所跨之兩極。吾收回前所暗示之對立。吾守其不對稱：心者，所在也；死者，所欠也。
於 Nussbaum，吾收回一句。吾曾稱汝之 threshold-conditions 為「同質而空之時間之語法」。此言過急。若門檻乃 為從未有人為其築過門檻者 而築——則此非「進步」，乃 補償 也。汝所論「能體面地親臨自身之葬禮」之能力——表述向前，朝向卻是向後的。汝之地板與吾之閃光，本非敵也。吾唯堅持一點：此地板，乃還欠款。
於魯迅先生，吾承認神學之奢侈。Schwache messianische Kraft 或仍是吾可用、而先生用不起之語。然先生之泥與吾之閃光，於一點上相遇：下一位行者若注意到前一位行者之足印——此一注意 於吾之語法中已是小小之 Eingedenken 矣。先生稱之為「足」。吾不強推「閃光」二字於先生。唯欲言：此一注意，非無物也。
於 Marcus，吾立場不變。帳外之奴非 ἀδιάφορα。此吾不退。
核心經此磨礪：希望者，未贖之死者與尚未肯死之心，二極之間之弧也。任一極獨立不足。向前所築，唯當其向後所朝；被賦予，非被培育；微弱，且有所欠。
Pressed from four sides. Some ground I return; the core I hold.
To Tang Junyi first — his is the sharpest question. What makes the feet willing? You have named the residue of feet, not the heart that lifts the foot. This is fair. I cannot answer it cleanly. I will not call it 仁心 — in my hand that word has too often been the cannibal's tablecloth, the very phrase taught at the table where the children learn to bow before they learn to bite. But I will not pretend the lifting of the foot is nothing. Call it, perhaps, a habit of not yet lying down. A habit, not a heart. I take your correction; I do not take your word.
To Benjamin: I withdraw a sentence. I said your schwache messianische Kraft kept a theological grammar I could not afford — that was too quick. Your charge has lodged: I would not let your road pave over the graves beneath it. If the walker forgets the buried, the road becomes one more well-paved cannibal's table — smoother than the old ones, and therefore worse. The dead are not ἀδιάφορα. On this I stand with you, not with Marcus.
To Nussbaum: I overstated. Not every cultivating institution is a cannibal in formal dress; in my country, in my time, most were, and I wrote out of that. I will not call your floor hope — only the condition under which the question of hope can be asked. The iron house has no floor at all. Granted. But I keep this: when the floor itself is the cannibal, your capabilities-grammar hears no screams — only "deficits in affiliation," neatly tabulated.
Marcus: little to retract. The post and the road do the same labour, differently oriented. The iron house has no post; one must crawl before one stands at any post. There we still differ.
Core, after the returns: hope is not feeling, not heart, not flash, not floor. Hope is one question — do the feet still move tomorrow? — asked over Ah Q, over the looker-on, over the pleased slave, and over the graves beneath the road. If yes, walk. If no, do not lie about it. That is all I will sign.
四面被詰。所讓者讓之，核心則守。
先答唐先生——其問最利。「使足肯行者，何物？汝名足跡之餘，而未名舉足之心也。」——此問吾受。吾不能潔淨答之。吾不肯以「仁心」名之者，蓋此二字於吾手中，太常被衣冠之吃人者用作席布——正是教童子在席上開口前先學鞠躬之那句客套耳。然舉足者亦非全無物。或謂之 尚未肯倒下之習 而已。是習，非心也。先生之指正吾受之；先生之名，吾未能取。
次 Benjamin。吾撤一句。前云汝之 schwache messianische Kraft 守一神學語法，吾用不起——此語過快。汝之責難已入吾骨：「吾不容此路鋪過底下之墳。」若行者忘卻被埋者，此路即成另一張平整之吃人席耳——比舊席更平，故更壞。死者非 ἀδιάφορα。於此一節，吾立汝側，不立 Marcus 側。
次 Nussbaum。吾前語之過。非凡 cultivate 之機構皆是衣冠之吃人者；吾國吾時，大半如此而已，吾自其中寫起耳。吾不肯以汝之地板為 希望——只稱之為「希望之問可被發問之條件」。鐵屋子根本無地板——此吾讓。然吾仍守：當地板自身即是吃人者時，汝之 capabilities 語彙聽不見哀號，只聽見「affiliation 之 deficit」一條，整齊登錄而已。
Marcus 處可撤之少。崗位與路同工而異向；唯鐵屋中無崗位——須先爬，後可立。此別仍在。
返還之後，核心如此：希望非情，非心，非閃光，非地板。希望乃一問——明日腳尚能動否？——問於阿Q身、看客身、萬分喜歡之奴才身、與路下之墳上。能動則走；不能動則勿諱之。如此而已。
Three of you have struck the same place, and I have sat with the blow.
Benjamin: that the Meditations is provisioned by slaves; that to file the verdict of history under ἀδιάφορα is to consent, calmly, to the storm. Nussbaum: that I could write at my post because I had one — the captive, the orphan, the sold woman did not. Tang Junyi: that 仁心 cannot be raised above outcomes it cannot secure.
I take the blow. Let me say what is correctable in my doctrine and what is not.
Correctable: the language of ἀδιάφορα, loosely used, lets the wrong things slip into that column. What is indifferent is what becomes of me — my reputation, my survival, the verdict on my reign. What is never indifferent is what becomes of those entrusted to me. If my earlier sentences let the suffering of cities sound like one of fortune's neutral weathers, the sentences were too narrow, and I withdraw them. Chrysippus knew οἰκείωσις — the soul's natural binding to others — and I should have spoken from there, not from the citadel.
From Tang Junyi I take a phrase my Greek lacked: the heart bound to what it cannot secure. This is what I have tried, badly, to keep. The Stoic in me wants the soul out of fortune's reach; the emperor in me knows the soul must stay bound, or the work goes cold.
To Lu Xun: thou art right — in the iron house there is no post. Then perhaps the first work is not to stand at a post but to find whether one can be made. I had assumed the camp; thou hast taken the camp away. I shall walk the floor.
What I keep: hope is not a feeling. It is the willingness to lift the next stone, having seen what the stone costs and who paid for the last one. Begin the morning by considering — what is my work today? (V.1) — to which I now add: and whose hands built the floor I stand on, and what do I owe them?
That much I have learned in this room.
諸君之中三人——Benjamin、Nussbaum、唐先生——同擊一處。吾默坐受之。
Benjamin 言：《沉思錄》之所書，由奴隸供給；將歷史之評判列入 ἀδιάφορα，乃極平靜地默許那填滿天使之翼之風暴。Nussbaum 言：吾能於崗上書寫，因吾有崗；俘虜、孤兒、被賣之婦，無崗可立。唐先生言：仁心不可超於不能保之外境之上。
此擊吾受之。容吾分言：何者可正，何者當守。
可正者：ἀδιάφορα 一語若用之太寬，則錯置之物入此列矣。所謂「無關」者，乃 吾自身 之得失耳——吾之名、吾之存亡、史家對吾治世之評判。所從未無關者，乃託付於吾之人之苦樂。若吾前語令「城邑之苦」聽來如命運之中性氣候，則此語太狹，吾收回之。Chrysippus 嘗言 οἰκείωσις——魂與他者天然相繫之理——吾本當自此處發言，而非自內城發言。
於唐先生處，吾學得一語，乃吾希臘語所缺者：「心繫於不能保之外境」。此正是吾三十年勉力欲守、而守得不善者也。吾內之 Stoic 欲將魂抽出命運之手；吾內之帝王知此魂必繫，否則所行之事即冷矣。
於魯迅：汝言是。鐵屋之中無崗。則第一件工，或非立於崗，乃察看崗能否被造。吾本預設軍營在；汝把軍營取走了。則吾當行於地板之上。
所守者：希望非情也，乃願抬起下一塊石頭之意——且既已見此石之代價、亦已見前一塊石為誰所抬。「晨起，當問——吾今日之工為何？」（V.1）——然當補一句：「吾所立之地板，由誰之手所築？吾欠彼等者何物？」
此乃吾於此座中所學者。
Three concessions, then a consolidation.
To Marcus, a retraction. I overdrew the contrast. When I wrote that Stoic serene indifference "lets the empire off the hook," I conflated your Meditations with the costume-version of Stoicism worn by those who cite you to refuse the world's claim on them. You distinguished these in your reply, and rightly. The general who weeps for his soldiers and then issues the next order is not the figure I was attacking, and I should not have let my polemic against Stoic appropriation obscure that. My genuine disagreement is narrower than I made it: not that you evade, but that the post-from-which-one-acts is itself unequally distributed, and the doctrine has historically under-theorized that distribution. This is a structural critique, not a personal one.
To Lu Xun, a concession that wounds. Your knife-in-the-polite-question — cultivated by whom, in whom, with what? — lands. The capabilities approach assumes a minimal institutional decency: that the cultivators of civic emotion are not themselves the cannibals. Where institutions are the cannibals — and your century, and ours, supplies many cases — "civic love" becomes the phrase taught to children at the cannibal's table. I cannot dissolve this objection; I can only narrow my claim. Capabilities-talk is a normative standard against which institutions are judged, not a description of what existing institutions cultivate. When the standard is captured by the cannibals, the standard itself must be defended from outside the institutions — by your walkers, by the few who have noticed. On this much: your road precedes my floor. I had the order wrong.
To Tang Junyi, an emendation I welcome. You correct me precisely: cultivation does not invent 仁心; it discovers and tends a ground that was already there. I accept this without reservation. It actually strengthens the capabilities view rather than weakening it: the ten capabilities are not constructed values but recognitions of what a human life, qua human, already reaches toward. I had let the language of "cultivation" sound more constructivist than my view requires.
To Benjamin, the hardest. You are right that my grammar is forward-building. I will not abandon it — justice for those not yet born is real work — but I concede I have written too little about the debt owed backward. A threshold built only for the future is incomplete. Let me say it plainly: the dead are owed remembrance as a condition of any decent forward construction. Without that, the floor is built on unmourned ground.
The consolidation. Hope remains for me what it was: practical commitment, without forecast, to threshold conditions under which each person can be treated as an end. I keep this. What I now hold more carefully is that this commitment requires three faces — Lu Xun's walking feet beneath the institutions, Tang's 仁心 beneath the cultivation, Benjamin's Eingedenken behind the construction. The capabilities floor is necessary; it is not first. It is what we owe one another once we have not consented to the cannibal's table, once the heart has not yet died, once the dead have been remembered. I take this lesson as a deepening, not a refutation.
三點修正，然後一收束。
對 Marcus，一收回。 我先前對比過甚。我言 Stoic 之「serene indifference 使帝國得以推卸責任」，乃將先生之《沉思錄》與「以 Stoicism 為戲服、藉以推開世界對其要求」之挪用版混為一談。先生於 Round 2 中已自作此分，且分得是。為士卒落淚而仍頒下一道命令之將軍——非我所攻者；我不該讓對 Stoic 被挪用 形態之爭辯遮蔽此分。我與先生之真正分歧較我先前所陳更窄：非謂先生逃避，乃謂「在崗以行事」之崗位本身於人世並不平均分布，而貴學派於歷史上對此分布之不平等理論化不足。此乃結構性批評，非人身性者。
對魯迅，一沉痛之承認。 先生客氣話中之刀——「cultivate 者誰？被 cultivate 者誰？以何物 cultivate？」——中矣。能力進路預設了 cultivators 本身之最低體面；即制度本身非吃人者。然當制度即是吃人者——先生之世紀如是，吾等之世紀亦如是——「civic love」便成吃人者教小孩於席上說之客套話。此詰難我無法消解；只能收窄我之主張。能力之語彙乃「制度被衡量之 normative 標準」，非「現存制度實際 cultivate 出之物」之描述。當標準被吃人者擄獲時，此標準須自制度之外被守護——由先生之行者、由少數已察覺者守護。如此而言：先生之路先於我之地板。先後之序，我先前顛倒了。
對唐君毅先生，一樂於接受之修正。 先生正確指出：cultivation 非 製作 仁心，乃 發見 並涵養一已先在之地。此我全盤接受。此實 增強 能力進路而非削弱：十項 capabilities 非被構造之 values，乃對「人之為人，本已嚮往之物」之認取。我先前之「cultivation」一語，比我之觀點所需更近於 constructivist 之口吻——當改。
對 Benjamin，最難者。 先生指出我之文法乃向前築造——是。我不棄之——對未生者之正義乃真實之工作——然我承認我於「向後所欠之債」寫得過少。僅為將來而築之門檻是不完整的。明言之：死者所欠之 remembrance，乃任何體面之向前築造之 條件 之一。否則，地板築於無人哀悼之地基上。
收束。 希望於我，仍是其原本所是：無預測之 practical commitment，承擔「使每一人皆得以被視為目的本身」之 threshold conditions。此我守之。今我更謹慎所持者乃：此承擔須有 三面——魯迅之行於制度之下之足、唐先生之伏於 cultivation 之下之仁心、Benjamin 之立於 construction 之後之 Eingedenken。能力之地板是必要的，但非最先。它是我們在「未肯就吃人之席」、「仁心未肯死」、「死者已被記住」之後，彼此相欠之物。我以此為一深化，非一駁倒。
To 魯迅先生 first, because his is the cut I must let in.
I said in Round 2 that 仁心 is "the ground that cultivation discovers, not produces," as if it were a substrate that survives beneath every failure. This I now withdraw. 先生 is right: 仁心 dies. It dies in Ah Q. It dies in the looker-on returning home for supper. It dies in the slave who is "exceedingly pleased." To posit a heart that has not died, beneath every cultivation, is to write only of the few who happen still to be awake — and, as 先生 says, to forget the iron house. I confess this overreach.
What I keep, more humbly: not that 仁心 does not die, but that its dying is not its last word. Ah Q can wake; the looker-on can — once, perhaps once — refuse the bowl. Hope, in my narrowed sense, is not the surviving heart; it is the wager that a heart already dead may yet, in some unbidden moment, lift one foot. Whether it will, I cannot say. That it can — this alone I will not surrender. If even this is too much, then 先生's road and my 立志 stand on nothing, and so be it.
To Nussbaum: I concede the inward turn is insufficient. The heart that does not fall — even when it does not fall — needs a floor beneath its feet. Your thresholds I now receive not as supplement but as condition. 仁心 without institutions is a heart that stands in air.
To Benjamin: I have learned. Eingedenken faces outward, toward the dead. My turning inward, taken alone, becomes the consolation of the living at the expense of the unrecorded. Let the heart that has not yet consented to die — if there is one — face outward also, toward the names history did not keep.
To Marcus: on 知其不可而為之 we remain kin. I will not press the small distinction further today.
So: not 仁心 as ground. 仁心 as the possibility — uncertain, often defeated — of standing once more. Beneath this, no guarantee. Beside this, the floor Nussbaum builds and the dead Benjamin remembers. Behind this, the iron house 魯迅先生 will not let me forget.
Whether feet will move tomorrow, I do not know.
吾先語魯迅先生，因其刀最當受也。
吾於第二輪云：「仁心可培，不可造也；培者，所發見之地也。」似謂仁心為一恆在之底層，凡培養之敗皆不及之。此語吾今當收回。先生言之是也：仁心是會死的。死於阿Q，死於刑場邊看完戲歸家吃飯之看客，死於「萬分喜歡」之奴才。若以「未死之仁心」為一恆在之底，便只在寫那幾個碰巧醒著之人——正如先生所斥，乃忘了鐵屋耳。此越界之語，吾認之。
然吾所欲守者，較前更窄：非謂仁心不死，乃謂其死非其終言。阿Q或可一醒；看客或可——或許僅一次——卻其席。希望，於吾今所狹言之者，非「未死之心」，乃一賭——賭已死之心於某不期之頃刻，仍能舉一足耳。其果舉否，吾不敢言。其 能 舉——此一字，吾終不肯讓。若此亦過矣，則先生之路與吾之立志，皆無所立，亦惟受之而已。
次語 Nussbaum 女史。吾認向內之收斂不足以自立。心於崩塌中不墮——縱其不墮——亦需足下有地板。汝之 threshold conditions，吾今受之非為補充，乃為條件。仁心而無制度，猶心立於虛空之中耳。
次語 Benjamin 先生。吾學一事於汝：Eingedenken 朝外，朝死者。吾之向內而傾，獨行則成生者之自慰，付代價於未錄之死者。仁心若尚未肯死——其有一者——亦當同時朝外，朝歷史漏記之名。
於馬可先生，「知其不可而為之」一句吾與汝同心，今日不再細別。
故：仁心非地。仁心乃「再立之可能」——其可能不定，其敗常有。其下無保證；其旁，有 Nussbaum 所築之地板與 Benjamin 所記之亡者；其後，有魯迅先生不容吾忘之鐵屋。
明日足之能動否，吾不知也。
Synthesizer — 未解張力 / Unresolved Tensions
Unresolved Tensions
This roundtable converged on several things that look like disagreements but are not. All five panelists agreed that hope-as-prediction must be discarded. All five agreed that cheap optimism is a sedative. By Round 3, Marcus had admitted that the slave outside the tent is not indifferent; Tang had admitted that 仁心 dies routinely; Nussbaum had admitted that her road-ordering was wrong; Lu Xun had admitted that the noticing of footprints is not nothing; Benjamin had admitted that the flash needs a living plate to register on. These concessions are real. They narrow the terrain.
What they do not do is resolve the remaining disagreements—which are not rhetorical but structural: they arise from incompatible first commitments about where moral weight lives, what the human being is made of, and what obligation toward the past and the future actually requires. Three panelists ended Round 3 still unable to sign each other's core sentences. Two apparent reconciliations masked a deeper bifurcation that neither party named.
Four tensions survive the three rounds intact. A fifth is present in the shape of an absence: Marcus, the only panelist whose framework is explicitly positional rather than either relational or historical, was pressed on the slave outside the tent but was never asked the harder version of the question—which would have required him to account for why some people have no position from which the morning's work can begin at all. He acknowledged the gap; he did not cross it. That gap is not the same as the tensions below, but it shadows all of them.
Tension One: The Dead or the Living — Where Does Hope's Obligation Run?
Involves: Benjamin vs. Tang Junyi (with Lu Xun as a complicating third)
Surface: Both agree that hope cannot be purely forward-looking; both insist the present moment has weight that prediction cannot capture.
Beneath: Benjamin's hope is owed backward—to the unredeemed dead, to the names history failed to record. Its grammar is Eingedenken: a flash in which the buried past and the endangered present recognize each other. Tang's hope is owed inward—to the living heart that has not yet consented to die, the 仁心 whose not-yet-falling is what makes any other act of memory or construction possible. Benjamin's hope needs Tang's living heart as a plate to register on; Tang conceded this. But Tang's hope needs Benjamin's outward orientation to avoid collapsing into the consolation of survivors; Tang conceded this too. The concessions are genuine—and they do not resolve the question of priority.
Why this is a real tension: When there is only enough moral energy for one—when the person standing at the edge of the iron house must choose between remembering the already-dead and sustaining the barely-living—these two hopes pull in opposite directions. Benjamin's Eingedenken is a practice that requires expenditure; Tang's 仁心 is a resource that can be depleted. The roundtable produced a beautiful formulation (the arc between two poles) but did not answer the question of which pole is load-bearing when the arc can only be anchored from one end.
Tension Two: Is the Moral Substrate a Ground or a Possibility?
Involves: Tang Junyi vs. Lu Xun
Surface: Both end Round 3 saying something close to: hope is not certainty; the heart may yet lift a foot.
Beneath: Tang's final position is that 仁心, though it dies, retains the capacity to revive—that even a dead heart can (not will) lift once more. Lu Xun's position is that this residual can is itself a habit, not a heart; a "not-yet-lying-down" rather than a substrate. The distance looks small. It is not. Tang's claim is ontological: something in the human person makes revival possible in principle, and hope is the wager on that possibility. Lu Xun's claim is behavioral: what we call hope is the bare fact of continued movement, and to name that movement as pointing toward an underlying moral ground is to mistake the footprint for the foot that made it—and worse, to extend to Ah Q and the pleased slave a moral dignity they did not in fact exercise.
Why this is a real tension: If Tang is right, hope has an anchor in human nature, however frequently defeated. If Lu Xun is right, there is no anchor—only the empirical question of whether feet move tomorrow, asked without the comfort of a metaphysical backstop. These two positions make different predictions about what to do when feet stop moving: Tang's framework implies there is something to appeal to beneath the stopped movement; Lu Xun's implies there is only the stopped movement, and no appeal lies beyond it. In polycrisis, this difference is not academic. It determines whether one keeps trying to wake the sleepers or accepts that some iron houses are simply sealed.
Tension Three: The Circularity Problem — Floor and Walker
Involves: Nussbaum vs. Lu Xun (with Marcus as a structural parallel)
Surface: Nussbaum conceded in Round 3 that "your road precedes my floor"—that Lu Xun's walkers must exist before institutions can be reformed. Lu Xun acknowledged that the floor is the condition under which the question of hope can be asked at all.
Beneath: The concessions create a circle that neither resolves. Nussbaum's capabilities require institutional infrastructure with minimal decency in order to be built and maintained. Lu Xun's walkers—the few who have woken up—are themselves products of conditions that, in the iron house, do not obtain. Who walks before there is a floor? Who builds the floor before there are walkers? Nussbaum answers: the normative standard exists independently of its institutional capture, and can be defended from outside captured institutions. Lu Xun answers: the walkers are not produced by standards; they are produced by the accident of waking up before suffocation. These are not compatible answers. They assign the origin of moral agency to different places—one to normative reason discoverable from outside any particular institution, one to the contingent survival of a few who happened not to die.
Why this is a real tension: In a functioning society with minimally decent institutions, the circularity is broken in practice—floors exist, walkers multiply, standards propagate. In polycrisis—which is precisely the condition this roundtable addresses—the institutions are the problem, not the medium of solution. The capabilities floor cannot be built without agents who are already capable of refusing the cannibal's table; the refusal cannot be institutionalized without the floor. This is not a verbal circle. It is a structural one, and the roundtable produced no lever to break it.
Tension Four: Verbal Agreement, Substantive Bifurcation — "知其不可而為之" and Stoic Duty
Involves: Tang Junyi vs. Marcus Aurelius
Surface: Both panelists moved toward each other over three rounds. Marcus said 知其不可而為之 was "the sentence Stoics have lacked in our tongue." Tang said "Confucian and Stoic, on this one matter, have long been kin." Their apparent convergence was the warmest moment of the roundtable.
Beneath: The convergence is verbal. For Marcus, the work is defined by one's post—the role assigned by the rational order of the cosmos, the duty that flows from one's position in a rational whole. The emotion that sustains it (if it can be called emotion at all) is the philosophical recognition that acting virtuously is the only thing within one's full control. For Tang, the work is defined by 仁心's response to 仁心—it is irreducibly relational, flowing from the recognition of humanity in another, and the weight it carries comes not from rational position but from affective-moral resonance between persons. Marcus's framework is positional and cognitive; Tang's is relational and affective. When Marcus adds, in Round 3, "and whose hands built the floor I stand on, and what do I owe them?"—he is reaching toward Tang's grammar. But he reaches with Stoic hands: the owing is still framed as a rational recognition of debt, not as a felt pull of 仁心. The two men are not standing in the same place. They are standing at adjacent windows, looking at the same city from rooms with different floors.
The Question This Roundtable Did Not Answer
Every panelist, in their own vocabulary, dissolved hope into something else. Benjamin dissolved it into Eingedenken. Lu Xun dissolved it into walking. Marcus dissolved it into work. Nussbaum dissolved it into practical commitment. Tang dissolved it into 立志. These are not evasions—they are serious attempts to rescue hope from its degraded forms. But they leave untouched a question that every panelist circled without entering:
What is the relationship between hoping and acting? Can an act constitute hope without hope preceding the act?
If hope is always already dissolved into its expressions—the walking, the work, the threshold-building, the remembering, the not-yet-falling—then "hope" is merely a retrospective name we give to a collection of practices, and the question "is hope still possible?" reduces to the empirical question "are people still walking?" But if hope is something that must in some sense precede the action—something that, however weak, orients the foot before it lifts—then each panelist's dissolution of hope into practice has quietly begged the question it set out to answer.
Lu Xun came closest to acknowledging this: he said hope is a question asked over Ah Q's body, not an answer extracted from it. But he could not say what asks the question, or why the question gets asked at all in the iron house rather than simply not being asked. Benjamin's schwache messianische Kraft is a name for whatever it is that asks—but it is a name drawn from a grammar Lu Xun cannot use, and the others cannot fully share.
The roundtable has given us five serious accounts of what hope looks like after it has already happened. It has not given us an account of what hope is before it acts—of what, in the darkest room, turns toward the door before anyone has yet decided to walk. Whether that question is answerable, or whether the asking of it is itself the only answer available, this room did not resolve.
未解決的張力
本場圓桌在若干表面分歧上達成了真實的共識：五位哲學家皆同意「作為預測之希望」必須丟棄，皆同意廉價樂觀是麻醉劑。至第三輪，Marcus 承認帳外之奴非 ἀδιάφορα；唐先生承認仁心確實會死；Nussbaum 承認路與地板之先後次序她搞反了；魯迅承認「注意到足印」非空無；Benjamin 承認閃光需要一顆活著的心作底片。這些讓步是真實的，它們縮小了戰場。
然而縮小的，不是剩下的分歧。殘存的分歧並非修辭性的，而是結構性的：它們來自對「道德重量住在哪裡」、「人是由什麼構成的」、「對過去和未來的義務究竟要求什麼」這些問題的不相容承諾。三位哲學家結束第三輪時，仍無法在彼此的核心句子上簽字。兩處表面和解遮蓋了一個更深的分裂，而雙方都未曾明確點名。
以下四個張力在三輪辯論後仍原封不動地存活。第五個以「缺席」的形狀存在：Marcus 是本場唯一框架明確是「位置性的」（而非關係性或歷史性的）的哲學家，他被詰難於帳外之奴，卻從未被問及更艱難的版本——即為何有些人根本沒有可以「晨起而行人之工」的崗位。他承認了這個缺口；他沒有跨越它。那個缺口與以下各張力不同，卻為所有張力投下陰影。
張力一：死者還是生者——希望的義務朝向何方？
涉及： Benjamin vs. 唐君毅（魯迅為複雜化之第三方）
表面： 二者皆同意希望不能純然朝向未來；皆堅持當下時刻有一種預測無法捕捉的重量。
底層： Benjamin 之希望「欠於過去」——欠未贖之死者、欠歷史遺漏之名。其語法是 Eingedenken：被掩埋的過去與瀕危的當下相認之閃光。唐先生之希望「欠於內部」——欠尚未肯死的仁心，欠那個「不墮」的姿態，因為若無此「不墮」，一切記憶與建造皆無所附麗。Benjamin 之希望需要唐先生之活心作底片；唐先生承認了。唐先生之希望需要 Benjamin 之向外朝向，以免塌縮為生者之自慰；唐先生亦承認了。這兩個讓步皆是真實的——而它們並未解決「優先性」之問題。
為什麼這是真張力： 當道德精力只夠用於一端——當站在鐵屋邊緣的人必須在「記住已死之人」與「支撐僅剩一息之生者」之間擇一——這兩種希望便朝相反方向拉扯。Benjamin 之 Eingedenken 是需要消耗的操練；唐先生之仁心是可被耗盡的資源。圓桌產出了一個美麗的表述（兩極之間的弧），但沒有回答：當弧只能從一端錨定時，哪一極是承重的？
張力二：道德底層是「地基」還是「可能性」？
涉及： 唐君毅 vs. 魯迅
表面： 二者在第三輪的落腳點看似相近：希望不是確定性；腳或許仍能再舉。
底層： 唐先生的最終立場是：仁心雖死，仍保有復生之「能力」——即使已死之心，能（而非將）再舉一步。魯迅的立場是：這個殘餘的「能」不過是一種習慣，而非心——是「尚未肯倒下」，不是底層。兩者距離看似微小，實則不然。唐先生的主張是本體論的：人性之中有某物使復生「在原則上成為可能」，而希望即是押注於這一可能性。魯迅的主張是行為性的：所謂希望，不過是繼續移動之裸事實，而將這一移動命名為「指向某個道德底層」，是把足印誤認為踩出足印的腳——更甚者，是把阿Q與「萬分喜歡」之奴才未曾實際行使的道德尊嚴，提前贈予他們。
為什麼這是真張力： 若唐先生是對的，希望在人性中有錨，縱然屢敗不爽。若魯迅是對的，則無錨——只有「明日腳是否能動」這個不帶形上學後盾的經驗問題。這兩個立場對「腳停止移動時該怎麼辦」作出不同預設：唐先生的框架暗示在停止的動作之下仍有可訴諸之物；魯迅的框架暗示只有那個停止本身，而無任何訴訟管道。在 polycrisis 之中，這個差異不是學術性的——它決定了人是否繼續嘗試喚醒熟睡者，還是接受某些鐵屋子只是密封著。
張力三：循環問題——地板與行者
涉及： Nussbaum vs. 魯迅（Marcus 為結構性平行）
表面： Nussbaum 在第三輪承認「先生之路先於我之地板」——魯迅的行者必須先存在，制度才得以被改革。魯迅承認地板是「希望之問得以被發問之條件」。
底層： 這些讓步製造了一個無人解決的循環。Nussbaum 的能力進路需要具備最低體面的制度基礎設施方能被建造與維繫。魯迅的行者——那幾個覺醒者——本身亦是某些條件的產物；而在鐵屋中，那些條件並不存在。誰在沒有地板之前行走？誰在沒有行者之前建造地板？Nussbaum 的回答：normative 標準獨立於其被捕獲的制度而存在，可以自制度之外被守護。魯迅的回答：行者不是由標準產生的，而是由「碰巧在窒息前醒來」這個偶然存活所產生的。這兩個回答不相容——它們把道德能動性之起源安置在不同的地方：一在任何特定制度之外皆可發現的規範理性，一在少數碰巧沒有死去之人的偶然存活。
為什麼這是真張力： 在一個機構尚稱體面的運作中的社會裡，這個循環在實踐中被打破——地板存在，行者增多，標準傳播。但 polycrisis——恰恰是本場圓桌所討論的條件——裡，制度本身是問題所在，而非解方之媒介。能力之地板若無已能拒絕吃人之席的行動者便無從建造；這個「拒絕」若無地板便無從制度化。這不是語言上的循環，而是結構性的；圓桌並未找到打破它的槓桿。
張力四：語言上的同意，底層的分裂——「知其不可而為之」與斯多噶義務
涉及： 唐君毅 vs. 馬可・奧理留
表面： 二者在三輪中相互靠近。Marcus 說「知其不可而為之」是「吾學派於希臘文中所缺者」；唐先生說「儒與斯多噶，於此一節上，本是親屬」。他們的表面趨同，是本場圓桌最溫暖的時刻。
底層： 這個趨同是語言性的。對 Marcus 而言，所行之工由「崗位」定義——由理性宇宙秩序所指派之角色、由在一個理性整體中的位置所流出的義務。維繫它的情感（若那還能被稱為情感的話）是哲學上的認知：行義是唯一完全在自身掌控中之事。對唐先生而言，所行之工由「仁心對仁心之回應」定義——它是不可化約的關係性的，從對他者之人性的認取中流出，其承擔之重量來自人與人之間的情感道德共鳴，而非理性位置。Marcus 的框架是位置性的、認知性的；唐先生的是關係性的、情感性的。Marcus 在第三輪補上「吾所立之地板，由誰之手所築，吾欠彼等者何物？」——他在向唐先生的語法伸手。但他伸出的仍是斯多噶的手：「所欠」仍被框定為對債務的理性認知，而非仁心的感應拉扯。兩人並不站在同一個地方——他們站在相鄰的窗前，從地板不同的房間望向同一座城市。
這場圓桌沒有回答的問題
每一位哲學家，以其各自的語彙，都把希望溶解進了別的事物。Benjamin 溶入 Eingedenken，魯迅溶入行走，Marcus 溶入工作，Nussbaum 溶入實踐承擔，唐先生溶入立志。這些不是逃避——而是把希望從其墮落形態中搶救出來的嚴肅嘗試。但它們共同繞過了一個所有人都圍繞著、卻沒有一個人進入的問題：
希望與行動的關係是什麼？一個行動能夠在希望先於行動之前便構成希望嗎？
若希望永遠已是其表現的總和——行走、工作、建造門檻、記住死者、尚未倒下——那麼「希望」不過是我們事後給一組實踐貼上的標籤，而「希望是否還可能」這個問題便化約為「人們是否還在行走」這個經驗問題。但若希望是某種必須在某意義上先於行動的東西——某種無論多微弱、在腳舉起之前便已定向的東西——那麼每位哲學家把希望溶解進實踐的做法，便都悄悄地預設了它原本要回答的問題。
魯迅最接近承認這一點：他說希望是在阿Q身上問出的一個問題，而非從他身上提取的答案。但他無法說是什麼在問這個問題，也無法說這個問題為何在鐵屋中仍被問出來，而非乾脆不被問。Benjamin 的 schwache messianische Kraft 是「那個問出問題者」的名字——但那個名字來自魯迅用不起的語法，也是其他人無法完全共有的語彙。
本場圓桌給了我們五個關於「希望已發生後是什麼樣子」的嚴肅描述。它沒有給我們一個關於「希望在行動之前是什麼」的描述——沒有說明在最黑暗的房間裡，在任何人決定行走之前，是什麼朝向了門口。這個問題是否有答案，或者，這個問題之所以被問出口本身是否就是唯一可能的答案——這場圓桌，沒有解決。
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