As a sophomore, an ignorant 21-year-old child, a Chinese studying in a foreign country, I have been overwhelmed by society’s pressure. I have more and more realized the social anxiety. Everyone wants to make a difference at the age of 30, get rich at the age of 40, accumulate certain assets at the age of 50, and live a carefree retirement life. I’ve crossed the adult timeline, and I’m at crossroads. When I drink my first drop of alcohol at 21, it means too much bitterness. I vaguely remember a scholar once said, “after this technological revolution, the surplus labor force of mankind is 98%”. This means that 98% of society’s people will be abandoned structurally, and everyone wants to be 2%.
What a ridiculous and real conclusion. Human beings are repeating the social purge again and again. The law of the jungle seems to be an excuse for big capital to control the people. I always say that art is perceptual, and my design at this stage is confused, anxious, ignorant, and bitter. I don’t know what will happen in my life. What I want to say, predecessors have said, what I want to do, rich people have done, what I want to be fair is not fair. These perceptual thoughts have been suppressed by my rationality because I know that these words are more useless and time-consuming. I know that what I need to do now is to learn. In this limited time, I can learn as much knowledge as possible to ease my anxiety. I have no choice but to do so. How sad it is. In my mind, I often hear Lou sing “Beginning To See the Light” and “Perfect Day” and New Order’s “Leave Me Alone.” It seems that life is not as bad as I think. After all, “On a thousand islands in the sea, I see a thousand people just like me.”