Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第168/327页)

lwayslivingonthebrinkofstarvation.Hedidnotknowwhohisparentswere,havinglivedallhisyounglifeinvariousfosterhomesandinandoutofjuvenilehall.Laterwhenhecameofagehewasincarceratedquiteafewtimes.Thenhedecidedtoreformandgotapart-timejob.Heactuallyhadsomesavingsandawomanwaswillingtolivewithhimandmakeahome.Lifeseemedtobegoingonasmoother,upath.Butasthegoodlifewaslikethemdew,goneinafsh.Themiserlysunshutoffitsradianhislifeandtheskyabovehimwasoncemreyanddark.Therewasamortalweaknessinhischaracter,aninnateiia.Hehadneverhadanyformalschoolingbutdidknowhowtoreadandwriteafewwords.Hehadsomeslycleverhatheusedtogoafterpettygainsandbecameproopilfering.Thatinitselfwouldnothavedooogreataharmtohislife,buthebelievedthatallhisemployerswereagainsthimanddidtheirutmosttoexploithim,sugawayhislifeblood.Therefore,heworkedckadaisicallyathisjob,neveroverlookingacetofilchwhateverhecould.Whenitcametorealworkheshiftedittootherswhenhecould.Hewouldmakeexcusesanduseatogetoutofit.Whenhecouldn’t,hewoulddraghisfeetandmuddlethroughinaperfunctoryway.Soitwasnowohatnoonewouldhirehimandwhensomeoakehimon,thejobedmorethanamonth.Astimewentby,thewomanwholivedwithhimlefthim,hissavingsentandhegrewold.Theonlyroadlefttohimwastogobacktobeingahobo,beggingoreets.Hewasneverwillingtoexamiherealcauseofhisfailureibecamemoreandmoreical.Hewasindignaheinequalityofthesocialsystemandtheinjusticeofthews.Viewingtheworldwithsucheyes,hewasneverhappy,forinthisworldthereisnosystemthatcouldequallydistributethewealthoftheworld.

    Apopurpoliticaltheoryadvogtheuseofforcetoequallydistributethewealthofthisworldonceappearedanddominatedalmosthalfthepoputionaoryoftheworld.Afteratury’strial,itrovedthatthistheorywasadeadendandwasthrownintothegarbageofthehumanhistory.Thattheorywasunism.Thecurrentsystemoffreemarketinuseallovertheworldisafarsuperiorsystem,butittoohasmajorfwshardtoovere.Forinstahegapbetweentheridthepoorhasbeewiderandwider,givingrisetotheadversityandantagonismofthesetwocssesofpeople.Manyluckypeoplelivehappilyabovethepovertylimanymoreunfortunatepeoplelivinguhepovertylirugglefortheirveryexistenequalitybetweentheridthepoorwillbeeahardtosolveprobleminthedevelopmentofhumancivilization.David’ssadfacereflectedhisunprehendingquandary.Helightedupthestofhiscigarettebuttandsmokedsilently,thinkinghisownthoughts.

    “Isthedistributiohinthisworldsolelyinthehandsoffate?Isthescaleheholdsinhishaoolwithwhichhedealsoutwealth?Thenwhatmeasuredoeshegoby?Itiscertainlynotacctoone’sintelligenanyintelligentmenarepooraute,ofwhichIamaprimeexample.Oherhand,manyasimpleandignorantmanenjoygreatwealth.IsthatFate’syingatrianityoristhatasarcasticpracticaljoke?”LookingatDimitri’sdisappearingback,hethought,“DimitrioftentalksabouthisKingdomofDreams.Iwonderhowwealthisdistributedthere?”

    Suddenlylikelightninglightingupthedarkskies,David’smuddledandfusedbrainhadanintuitiveinspiration.Hiseyeslightedupasifhehaddiscoveredatreasuretrove.HerackedhisbrainsandrecalledDimitri’swordsabouthisKingdomofDreams.“Ifyougiveupyingaforthematerialthingsoftheexterna