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      • 家园 很佩服,深合兵法

        原来不知是何方神圣出手,还心下不安,不知道得罪了哪个大佬。现在知道不过是败军之将的困兽犹斗,何足道哉!

        此真为知已知彼,百战不殆。当年先生教我:为人不可不读孙子,与人打交道,有各种关系要处理,最极端的就是争执,而学习孙子兵法就知道解决争执的关键,最极端的事儿解决了,怎样与人相处就明确了。

        可惜农狗驽钝,老不明白先生的深意,看了此文觉得很佩服。小鱼游刃于商海,早把兵法原理实用得炉火纯青了

      • 家园 老大,快点填坑!看西西河3,4年来,第一次回帖
      • 家园 终于追上进度了

        我可是从你的文集第一页开始往后翻,一直到57页。

        好奇事情会如何发展,也对楼主的感情颇有同情。

        同时对你所述的商场交锋非常感兴趣。

        楼主努力,多谢!

      • 家园 坚决要求填坑

        这坑也太久了,再不填水填满了就要出事故了!

      • 家园 有没有看过 Eason

        和孙楠现场飙歌儿?嘎

        其实俺出国前老不待见孙楠了 -- 长得跟个... 算了,当着女孩儿的面儿,不说了。长相也就罢了,那个不男不女的调调,我吐!可出国后又听了他和韩红的两首,觉得这厮颇有长进,开始刮目相看

        可真让孙楠去跟陈奕迅飙歌,他还是差了点儿

        陈奕迅翻唱Paul McCartney的 Hey Jude 也挺是那么回事儿的,尤其是后面的高潮部分,也还凑合

        陈奕迅的声线其实初听并不给人印象深刻,只会模模糊糊感觉有种沧桑而已。但听多了觉得还是挺难得的,因为他的声线整体上既有成熟沧桑,也有年轻人才有的那种激情和动感。什么叫sophisticated? 就是这种彼此互斥的东西能在同一个人的声音中存在

      • 家园 Keep your friends close

        keep your enemies closer.

        小鱼是前者还是后者?

        你的生活真是这样的么? 会不会累.

      • 家园 心虚了哇!

        “三人再说些闲话。我见她们全然不提之前所说的要问我的事情,心下实在按耐不住,开口问道,哎,对了,刚才不是说澜姐有事问我么?”

      • 家园 女人好头脑

        BLUE STOCKING

        • 家园 此话怎解?
          • 家园 BLUE STOCKING
            • 家园 bluestocking 双关 女人有学问,还是女人装有

              维基的解释

              A bluestocking is an educated, intellectual woman. Such women are stereotyped as being frumpy and the reference to blue stockings refers to the time when woolen worsted stockings were informal dress, as compared with formal, fashionable black silk stockings.

              The term originated with the Blue Stockings Society - a literary society founded by Elizabeth Montagu in the 1750s. This provoked derogatory usage in the late 18th century, specifically in reference to women — previously the term had referred to learned people of both sexes.[1]

              Women are still under pressure to dress fashionably and an old saying is "women don't become bluestockings until men have tired of looking at their legs". Successful intellectual women such as Susan Greenfield and Noreena Hertz dress attractively for publicity photoshoots. Successful politician Margaret Thatcher was approvingly described by the BBC as "very pretty, and dresses most attractively. Very feminine ... her main charm was that she does not look like a career woman."

              Women who fail to do this may become the subject of hostile comment corresponding to older prejudices such as that of William Hazlitt who said, "The bluestocking is the most odious character in society ... she sinks wherever she is placed, like the yolk of an egg, to the bottom, and carries the filth with her."

              更详细的解释

              The Cambridge History of English and American Literature in 18 Volumes (1907–21).

              Volume XI. The Period of the French Revolution.

              XV. The Bluestockings.

              § 2. Conversation parties; Mrs. Vesey.

              The first “conversation,” however, had been given in the early fifties, many years before Boswell wrote this. It was held at the house of Mrs. Vesey, wife of Agmondesham Vesey, a member of the Irish parliament, and daughter of Sir Thomas Vesey, bishop of Ossory. She was a witty Irishwoman with a taste for literature, who determined to unite the literary and the fashionable society of her acquaintance—worlds that had hitherto been kept apart. 5

              Much perverse ingenuity was wasted by the writers of the first quarter of the nineteenth century in trying to account for the term “bluestocking.” Abraham Hayward, de Quincey, Mrs. Opie, all sought for an obscure origin in France, in Italy, anywhere, in fact, save where it lay embedded in the writings of the bluestocking circle. The point is still disputed, but critical authorities lean to the Stillingfleet origin, supported by Boswell, and corroborated by Madame d’Arblay. During the annual migration of the great world to Bath, Mrs. Vesey, meeting Benjamin Stillingfleet, invited him to one of her “conversations.” Stillingfleet, the disinherited grandson of the bishop of Worcester, was a botanist and a poet, a philosopher and a failure. He had given up society and was obliged to decline the invitation on the score of not having clothes suitable for an evening assembly. The Irishwoman, a singularly inconsequent person, giving a swift glance at his everyday attire, which included small-clothes and worsted stockings, exclaimed gaily: “Don’t mind dress. Come in your blue stockings.” Stillingfleet obeyed her to the letter; and, when he entered the brilliant assembly where ladies in “night gowns” of brocade and lutestring were scarcely more splendid in plumage than men in garments of satin and paduasoy, the shabby recluse claimed permission to join them by whimsically murmuring: “Don’t mind dress. Come in your blue stockings.”

              Stillingfleet was so popular at these conversation parties, that “blew stockings,” as he was called, was in great request.

              “Such was the excellence of his conversation,” wrote Boswell, “that it came to be said, we can do nothing without the blue stockings, and thus, by degrees, the title was established.”

              7

              By one of the ironic subtleties of nomenclature, a term originally applied to a man was gradually transferred in deepened tint to the women of these assemblies. It was a name, “fixed in playful stigma,” as one of the circle happily phrased it. For, though bluestockings were estimable women, individually held in high honour, the epithet “blue,” if not a designation of scorn like les femmes savantes, held at least a grain of goodhumoured malice; possibly, because few of them were free from what their “queen,” with frank self-criticism, called, “the female frailty of displaying more learning than is necessary or graceful.”

              But it is only just to say that Mrs. Vesey, 2 “the first queen” of the bluestockings, was free from this particular female frailty. Though she delighted in literary conversation, she had neither literary ambition, nor desire to pose as a learned woman. She was ethereal and imaginative, and, said her friends, even in old age, combined the simplicity of a child with the eager vivacity of eighteen. Her intimates called her the sylph, and, of the bluestocking hostesses, without question, she was the bestbeloved. By nature unconventional, Mrs. Vesey was noted for her amusing horror of the paralysing effect of the conventional circle. Her large reception rooms in Bolton row—and, later, in Clarges street—appropriately upholstered in blue, were crowded with guests, who, by her deft arrangement of chairs and sofas “naturally broke up into little groups” that were “perpetually varying and changing.” There was “no ceremony, no cards, and no supper,” and Mrs. Vesey, we are told, had the almost magic art of putting all her company at their ease without the least appearance of design. And, what was possibly even more conducive to the success of her assemblies, “it was not absolutely necessary to talk sense.”

              Vesey, though not a model husband, was an excellent host, with sufficient interest in literature to help Lord Lyttelton with his Life of Henry II, and to be delighted when he was elected a member of Johnson’s Literary club. Husbands were not much in evidence in the bluestocking circle—by a curious coincidence, they were rarely seen in Parisian salons—but Vesey, undoubtedly, contributed to the success of his wife’s literary parties. To the Veseys belongs the credit of being among the first to welcome authors and people with an interest in literature to social intercourse with the great. Even of Johnson, Croker remarks in a footnote that, “except by a few visits in his latter years at the basbleux assemblies of Mrs. Montagu, Mrs. Vesey, and Mrs. Ord, we do not trace him in anything like fashionable society.” In the bluestocking coteries, however, he was regarded as a literary lion of the first rank, “whose roar was deeper in its tone when he meant to be civil.” We get a bluestocking picture of the literary autocrat from Bennet Langton, one of the best talkers among the “blues,” who, knowing Boswell’s amiable hero-worship, sent him an account of an evening at Vesey’s. Here, surrounded by duchesses, lords, knights, and ladies, “four if not five deep,” Johnson held converse with Barnard, provost of Eton, while the company listened with respectful attention. The evenings were probably pleasanter, however, when there was less monopoly, and the various groups conversed among themselves. Hannah More, whose critical judgment was equal to that of any of the bluestockings, not only gave precedence to “Vesey, of verse the judge and friend” in her poem Bas Bleu, but she also wrote “I know of no house where there is such good rational society, and a conversation so general, so easy and so pleasant.”

              For more than thirty years, Mrs. Vesey’s house was a notable centre of the most cultivated society in London. After her husband’s death, however, her mind became clouded, and, for a few years before she died in 1791, she was unable to recognise her friends, who, nevertheless, visited her with a loyal devotion, lest at any time she should regain her faculties, and miss their society. In 1787, Hannah More wrote:

              Mr. Walpole seldomer presents himself to my mind as the man of wit, than as the tender-hearted and humane friend of my dear infirm, broken-spirited Mrs. Vesey.

    • 家园 【原创】原来你什么都不敢要(50)

      'No Way'---Sonic Youth

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      好不容易飞机落地,我顾不得空姐的提示,第一时间打开了手机。M发的短信跳了出来:事有蹊跷,速到现场。一下子印证了我在飞机上所想,我急匆匆的冲出机舱门,拖着箱子一路小跑,惹来白眼无数也顾不得了,直到上了来接机的车,已经是上气不接下气了。司机知道我着急,不用多话的飞奔而出,我坐定后就拨通了M的手机,劈头就问,怎么样?什么蹊跷?

      M说,这事情确实古怪!还好我来得及时,第一时间拿到了监控录像。录像里确实有人动了防火墙,而且这个人戴了一顶我们公司的帽子,根本看不清脸。机房的出入登记里没有记录,保安说没见这个人进去,也没见这个人出来!我脱口而出,这不是见鬼了吗!M压低了声音说,不是见鬼,是有人捣鬼!你快来,我们见面再说。

      到了现场,M把我领到一间会议室,把录像带放给我看。果然,只见一排排机柜间晃出来一个身影,头戴一顶棒球帽,这帽子正是我们公司去年给员工发的,上面有个很大的Logo。因为戴着帽子,加上摄像头的位置比较高,这人的脸全被挡住,无法辨认。只见这人晃到某个机柜前停下来,从旁边拖过来一个移动终端,操作了一会,又把机柜关好,继续往前走出了监控视角。我立刻问M,走廊的监控带呢?M苦笑了一下,这帮官僚,走廊里的机器根本没带子,纯摆设!

      我皱眉想了一会,说,这事有很多不合理的地方。其一,这人为什么要到机房去干这个,如果真的搞破坏,机房外面也能做;其二,这人有意用我们公司的帽子挡脸,摆明了是嫁祸;其三,为什么他操作防火墙后几乎是马上就发生了攻击,时间点配合太巧了吧;其四,他一定知道走廊监控没有录像带,不然怎么如此肆无忌惮?其五,没有出入记录太不寻常,这个人一定就在这栋楼里!

      M赞同的点头,跟我想的差不多。说着,他丢给我一张名片,这个人很可疑。我拾起名片一看,老A单位IT部门一个中层经理。M继续说,这人一口咬定就是我们的人干的,情绪出乎寻常的激动,老嚷嚷着要上报集团总部。而且,他就是在这栋楼里上班,是这个机房的负责人之一。

      我凝神想了一下,建议道,我看,咱们可以诈一诈他。M问,哦,怎么诈?我说,呵呵,你附耳过来,如此如此的说了我的想法。M一听,思考了片刻,说,好,就这么办!接下来,M立刻打电话,把大忽悠招来,让他把老A单位的项目经理和刚才提到的这位一起请过来。过了一会,我听到外面有人高声说话,还有什么好说的?你们公司管理失职,造成的后果都要你们承担!说话间,三个人推门进来,正是大忽悠和他请来的两位。

      对方的俩人进来一看,M和我都在,微微怔了一下。M立刻抓住这个时机,马上让大忽悠出去,把门看好,不要让任何人打扰我们。然后眉头紧锁的对这两位说,我们刚刚有重大的发现,现在我怀疑有人故意陷害、故意破坏,我建议由你们出面,立刻报警,请警方介入调查。我这里有一些证据,等警方来了要当面提交。这话一出,那两人一下子都不知说什么好了,你看我我看你,似乎都有难言之隐。其实,对方的项目经理是老A的人,一直对我们关照有加,刚才也多亏他一直在跟那个机房负责人争辩,把事情压住没有上报。现在忽然听M说要报警,一时转不过弯,不知道为什么我们要把事情闹大,所以不知该如何进退,僵在了当场。

      而另外一位,我们心目中的嫌疑人,显然也没预料到这个局面,闷了一下之后,终于忍不住开口问,什么证据?我们先看看…再商量…

      我心里暗笑,终究还是沉不住气了吧?于是便也摆出一副严肃的表情,添油加醋的说,我觉得这事情太严重了,这是什么性质啊!咱们是什么性质的单位啊!往重了说,那就是关系国计民生啊!如此重要的机房,这个人进行破坏,这不是一般的行为,这是刑事犯罪啊,说的不客气,甚至是恐怖主义啊!我觉得一定不是我们的员工干的,这是有预谋有组织的犯罪行为,说不定真是恐怖分子哪!当然了,现在还不能百分之百确认这人不是我们的员工,但是我们保证,哪怕真是我们的员工,我们也绝不姑息,一定要配合司法机关把这个人揪出来!

      这番话出来,那位嫌疑人脸色一变再变,不自然的笑了,不至于吧?你们不要为了推卸责任,就把一起施工的事故说成是恐怖袭击好不好?要讲证据,你说的证据呢?到底在哪?

      M说,证据我们还是等警方来了再提交比较好,现在我建议立刻封锁这楼,我觉得这个人还在楼里,不能让他轻易出去。

      对方的项目经理大概感觉出点什么来了,把目光转向了那位机房负责人,你看M总的建议怎么样?

      那位嫌疑人显然有点慌了,连忙说,不妥不妥,我看你们太夸大这个事情的性质了,虽然有录像吧,虽然看到吧,有这么一个人,啊,但是吧,根本确认不了他是操作了防火墙还是别的设备啊。这么武断的说是破坏太不严谨了,太儿戏了!我觉得就是一起普通的安全事故,事故,那个,还扯到恐怖分子太夸张了,哈哈。他不自然的笑了两声。我们故意面露犹豫之色,沉吟不语。于是他继续又说,我看,这回不幸中的大幸是没造成什么损失,很快就控制了范围,咱们这次吸取教训,吸取教训,就不要闹大了,不然对公司的这个形象,这个公众的信心,都造成不必要的恐慌,那这个,就不好了。

      这时,对方的项目经理不失时机的插了一句,是啊,要说这个,还要感谢M总,立刻派出了专家,帮我们堵上漏洞,控制了事态。

      M也跟着说了一句,要说呢您的看法也有道理,我们提议报案呢,也是出于为咱们单位负责的出发点考虑吧,以防万一,担心真的有人破坏,那咱们还是有责任及时报案,对不?不过呢,照您这么说吧,我也觉得是不是有点把事情闹大了,到时候惊动集团领导,惊动新闻媒体,这事儿可能就不好收拾了,对您二位的前程恐怕也有影响,这确实是我们考虑不周。那好,二位,咱们也不是第一天打交道,你们也知道我是怎么样做事的,决不能让您二位吃亏呀!要不,这事情咱们就内部消化了?既不要报警,也不需要上报领导了。我们呢,也吸取这事的教训,正好公司几位安全方面的专家都在,就着这个机会评估一下,就给咱们出个安全分析报告和改进建议,二位看怎么样?

      项目经理不说话,大家的眼睛全看着那个机房负责人。他嘿嘿干笑几声,这回M总考虑挺周到,挺周到,我看就这么办吧,事故呢,也不要报了,免得领到查问起来麻烦,咱们不如…不如就写个报告,就说是安全评估和演习,这样最好,这样最好。项目经理点头,我看这样最好,免得大家都麻烦,只不过要你费心写报告了。

      M眼神中的大喜一闪即逝,接过话头说,不用辛苦你们二位,我们来写。而且,今天虚惊一场,我作个东,大家一起聚聚,放松一下。说着,就拉住了那位机房负责人不放。那人气焰早消,唯唯诺诺,无可无不可的跟着我们一起去会餐了。席间当然免不了给他高帽数顶,迷汤数盏,外加暗暗的塞上糖衣炮弹若干,这人也欣然领受,全无了白天气势汹汹的派头,最后跟大忽悠、M称兄道弟起来。

      好不容易,我们才回到了住处。我闭上眼长长的出了一口气,一场风波消弭于无形了,这一天的疲累困顿,加上神经紧张,现在才彻底轻松下来,紧紧的抱住了M,和他一起坠入了那温柔乡里。

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