my favorite thing iâve learned in college is that way back in ancient china there was this poet/philosopher guy who wrote this whole pretentious poem about how enlightened he was that was like âthe eight winds cannot move meâ blahblahblah and he was really proud of it so he sent it to his friend who lived across the lake and then his friend sends it back and just writes âFARTâ (or the ancient Chinese equivalent) on it and he was SO MAD he travels across the lake to chew his friend out and when he gets there his friend says âwow. the eight winds cannot move you, but one fart sends you across the lakeâ
i googled this bc i desperately wanted this to be real, and guess whatâŚit is.
the dudeâs name was su dongpo (also known as su shi). his original poem went like this:
稽éŚĺ¤Šä¸ĺ¤Šďź
母ĺ ç §ĺ¤§ĺďź
ĺ Ťé˘¨ĺšä¸ĺďź
獯ĺç´ŤéčŽ
(Humbly bowed my head below all skies Minutest lights shine through my deepest bounds Immovable by strong winds from eight sides Upon purplish gold lotus I seated straightly by the low mound) (x)
on which his friend wrote âćžĺąâ (fart, literally), and you know the rest.
(hereâs a chinese source for the skeptics)
can you imagine having your brutal murder described in detail to future generations
















