THE IDEAL WORKER
在工作中，我就像一具死尸，等着被吞噬。我喜欢这种感觉。我希望有人占据我的身体。我希望他们能利用我。否则，我的时间就毫无意义了。当我被赋予一项特定任务时，我不会受到我所鄙视的思想惩罚。我需要我的上司，因为他们能让我摆脱自我。我唯一的愿望就是变得更柔韧，更迟钝。我希望我的思想能够向我的上司敞开。我希望他们能随时读懂我的心声。这样他们就会惩罚我那些不由自主的仇恨。如果他们惩罚得当，他们就会把我的思想抹去。那感觉真好。
(1984)
原文
At work, I’m dead flesh, waiting to be eaten. I enjoy feeling that way. I want someone else to inhabit my body. I want them to use me. My time, otherwise, is useless. When I’m given a specific task, I’m not punished with my mind, which I despise. I need my superiors because they save me from myself. My only ambition is to become more pliable, more inert. I want my mind to be open to my superiors. I want them to be able to read it at all times. Then they’ll punish me for my involuntary hatreds. If they punish me correctly, they’ll wipe my mind clean. That will feel good.
(1984)