I adore Babel so much it makes me absolutely ill. there are a handful of lines that just live inside my very being and this part
it's everything!!! it's EVERYTHING
for a book that spends its entire length trying to understand and present all these different facets on the nature of translation, the final note that the book ends on about translation is so simple. we can translate between languages but we are also translating our thoughts and feelings to others in hopes of being understood. we debate about the imperfections of translations, but at the end of the day all we are just trying to do is just communicate. language is complex, communication is hard, and to be truly understood by another person you can debate is impossibility - but we try anyway. translation is an act of betrayal, but it can be an act of love and pure understanding.
the book spends so long on how translation is a tool of power can be a tool used for oppression, but it doesn't have to be that way. we listen and we speak to be understood and we translate. it is such a heartfelt and earnest thing that we do and it chokes me up inside every time I think about it
“Science fiction is a literature of possibilities. The universe we live in is also one of countless possibilities. For humanity, some universes are better than others, and Three-Body shows the worst of all possible universes, a universe in which existence is as dark and harsh as one can imagine.
Not long ago, Canadian writer Robert Sawyer came to China, and when he discussed Three-Body, he attributed my choice of the worst of all possible universes to the historical experience of China and the Chinese people. As a Canadian, he argued that he had an optimistic view of the future relationship between humans and extraterrestrials.
I don’t agree with this analysis. In the Chinese science fiction of the last century, the universe was a kind place, and most extraterrestrials appeared as friends or mentors, who, endowed with Godlike patience and forbearance, pointed out the correct path for us, a lost flock of sheep. In Jin Tao’s Moonlight Island, for example, the extraterrestrials soothed the spiritual trauma of the Chinese who experienced the Cultural Revolution. In Tong Enzheng’s Distant Love, the human-alien romance was portrayed as poignant and magnificent. In Zheng Wenguang’s Reflections of Earth, humanity was seen as so morally corrupt that gentle, morally refined aliens were terrified and had to run away, despite their possession of far superior technology.
But if one were to evaluate the place of Earth civilization in [Three-Body's] universe, humanity seems far closer to the indigenous peoples of the Canadian territories before the arrival of European colonists than the Canada of the present. More than five hundred years ago, hundreds of distinct peoples speaking languages representing more than ten language families populated the land from Newfoundland to Vancouver Island. Their experience with contact with an alien civilization seems far closer to the portrayal in Three-Body. The description of this history in the essay “Canadian History: An Aboriginal Perspective,” by Georges Erasmus and Joe Saunders, is unforgettable.
I wrote about the worst of all possible universes in Three-Body in the hope that we can strive for the best of all possible Earths.”
“The Worst of All Possible Universes and the Best of All Possible Earths: Three-Body and Chinese Science Fiction,” Liu Cixin, trans. Ken Liu
what i appreciated about the remembrance of earth's past trilogy was the desecration of humanity's place in the world, dimension, and universe. aspects of humanity are brought to the fore; resilience, weakness, cruelty, kindness, responsibility, wonder, and discarded like leaves into the vast river of time. the best part, however, was the fourth dimensional tomb that solemnly proclaimed "i am a tomb".
something i really enjoy in horror movies is when the victim(s) start to hunt the killer in return in order to kill them first, both because it's an interesting parallel that (if done well) asks the audience to consider the question of when violence and killing are a justifiable means to an end in order to survive and at what point it crosses the line from acceptable to abhorrent and condemns the perpetrator, and also because it's a little bit funny. like i can do that too bitch you're not special.