我曾用「提辭呈」來比喻胰臟的罷工，那種被老闆苦苦挽留卻頭也不回的絕情場面，職場中我早已見過數回。

最近，我又經歷了一場類似的人性演出：一位曾對我畢恭畢敬的房仲，在確定我房子被別人賣出後，便再也不讀我的訊息。

勞資關係，本質上就是一場利益的對價。你若想知道這段關係有多虛假，看它破裂時的場景就明白了。

所謂的「拿錢辦事」，是最底層、最冰冷的人際互動。我們時常聽見有人歌頌企業「提供就業機會」，但實際上，多數只是無需感情的僱傭關係。

那是一種大範圍的結構性現象，並非每個雇主都不真誠。只是，那些願打與願挨的劇本如果成為一生的主旋律，那麼對健康的認知與實踐，終將落入一場崩塌。

 

你明知在那裡工作並不快樂，卻仍強迫自己每天踏上那段路，只因心中默唸：「走吧，為了錢。」

我常懷疑，這樣的心情，是不是此刻大多數人的寫照？

我的工作體悟很簡單：工作中要有朋友，有成長，有快樂，有尊嚴，當然也要有合理報酬。

如果那個工作場域充斥著負面磁場，我第一時間就會拒絕。我拒絕在醫院工作，也拒絕為傲慢的雇主效力。

而「傲慢的雇主」不知是多少人的職場惡夢，他們不只是脾氣壞，更經常將羞辱當作管理；性騷擾或許只是職場結構裡最表層的問題。

那些毫無人性尊嚴的工作場域，正是典型的負磁場所在：比如醫院，比如法院。

若為了金錢而長期委身於這樣的環境，在我看來，實在是因小失大。

越是高獲利的產業，越容易滋生人性的角力。尤其在階級意識濃厚的商業領域，那些靠掌聲營造氣氛的「業績大會」，對我而言，只能敬謝不敏。

 

除了「被聘僱」，另一種階級化的關係，是「被治療」。

多數人在接受治療的當下，只在乎「接下來怎麼辦」，但我總想問：「你怎麼會走到這一步？」

當事人為何甘願低聲下氣？因為他有所求。而當你有所求，兩造之間就不可能平等。這時，專業的態度將決定雙方的距離，也決定現場的氣場。

我們為什麼會甘心居於「低階」？為什麼要向「高階」懇求救援？當這樣的關係結構長期存在，是否也在默默助長所謂「高階」的傲慢？

願意長期待在「低階」的人，更該自問：這真是唯一的選擇嗎？

或許有人不認同我所說的「高低階」，但這就是現實環境的演繹。為什麼製藥產業能成為全球獲利最高的行業？因為他們掌握了這段「高低階鴻溝」所隱含的恐懼、依賴與權力。

透過學習與實踐斷食，我們發現真正關鍵的健康主體是自己的身體，而我們卻曾忽略了它。

我們寧可先毀壞它，再去懇求醫生幫忙「修復」，這不是無知，而是習慣的錯誤路徑。

人不是故意傲慢，那只是一種修養的闕如；人也不是刻意鄙視他人，那往往只是權力與財富姿態的自然流露。不論出於什麼原因，都是一場教養的展現。

 

由於我工作的關係，我特別常思考這些問題：

是什麼讓一個人甘於淺薄？

是誰讓他充滿恐懼？

是誰讓他對生命灰心？

是什麼讓他變成社會裡的「低層人口」？

尤其當我看到那些極度依賴醫院的人，他們其實並未被醫生下蠱，卻將醫生的每一句話當作聖旨。

你說，這樣的醫病關係，真的沒有階級意識嗎？我很難相信。

這齣戲我看了幾十年，看得夠多，也夠痛心。劇本大同小異：害怕、依賴、放棄自我。

願意跳出來、勇敢換個視窗的人，始終是少數。

傲慢的主場，演不出好戲；沉淪的劇本，只會一再複製。

只要階級意識依然存在，人與人之間，就不可能真正和諧。

你若曾走進法院，看到那些爭奪遺產的兄弟姊妹們，他們說自己是為了「公平」，但他們的出發點，是貪婪。從貪婪出發，何來公平可言？

 

回到主題：這一切的紛爭與階級意識，與健康有何關聯？

很有關，人，正是這樣生病的。

身體裡長出病變，不只來自飲食，更來自長期累積的「不甘心」與「不平衡」。

突然倒下的人，往往查得出他曾在眾人面前飆罵、羞辱他人。

那種來自自我膨脹的傲慢，最終會反撲自己。

當你總覺得自己最重要，別人都不重要；當你認為自己高人一等，旁人都不如你。

這樣的心態，最後毀掉的，不會是別人，而是你自己。

 

（認為某些生命比較不重要的這個觀念，是這個世界所有問題的根源。）

 

Class Consciousness

I once used the metaphor of “submitting a resignation letter” to describe the pancreas going on strike—a scene of heartless finality, like an employee turning away despite the boss’s desperate pleas. I’ve witnessed that kind of drama in the workplace more than once.

Recently, I encountered another similar act of human nature: a real estate agent who used to treat me with utmost respect suddenly stopped reading my messages the moment my house was sold by someone else.

The employer-employee relationship is, at its core, a transaction of interests. If you want to know how hollow that relationship is, just watch what happens when it breaks.

“Getting paid to do a job” is the coldest and most basic form of human interaction. We often hear people praise companies for “creating job opportunities,” but in truth, most of these are impersonal employment arrangements.

This is a widespread structural phenomenon—not all employers are insincere. However, if the narrative of “willing to work, willing to be exploited” becomes the soundtrack of a lifetime, then our understanding and practice of health are bound to collapse.

You know very well that your job doesn’t bring you happiness, and yet you force yourself down that path each day, murmuring to yourself: “Go, it’s for the money.”
I often wonder—doesn’t this describe the inner state of most people today?

My understanding of work is simple: work should bring friendship, growth, joy, dignity—and of course, fair compensation.

If a workplace is filled with negative energy, I walk away immediately. I refuse to work in a hospital. I refuse to serve arrogant employers.

And those arrogant employers—they are the nightmares of so many. It’s not just about their bad tempers; more often, they wield humiliation as a form of control. Sexual harassment may only be the surface-level issue in these workplaces.

These environments devoid of human dignity are classic negative-energy zones—like hospitals, like courtrooms.

To submit yourself long-term to such environments for the sake of money, in my view, is a loss far greater than any gain.

The more profitable the industry, the more it tends to breed human power struggles. Especially in business sectors steeped in class consciousness, those “performance rallies” designed to drum up applause are, to me, a spectacle I want no part of.

Beyond “being employed,” there’s another class-based relationship: being treated.

Most people receiving treatment only care about one thing: “What’s next?” But I always want to ask: “How did you get here in the first place?”

Why are patients so willing to humble themselves? Because they need something. And once you need something, the relationship can never be equal. At that point, the professionalism of the other party will define the distance between you—and the energy of the encounter.

Why do we willingly stay in the “lower tier”? Why must we plead for rescue from the “upper tier”? When such relational structures persist, are we not, in silence, fueling the arrogance of those above?

Those willing to remain in “low positions” for extended periods should ask themselves: Is this truly the only option?

Some might reject my framing of “higher and lower,” but this is the reality playing out around us. Why is the pharmaceutical industry one of the most profitable in the world? Because it exploits the fear, dependency, and power imbalance implicit in that class divide.

Through learning and practicing fasting, we discover that the real protagonist in health is our own body—something we’ve long neglected.

We’d rather destroy it first, then beg the doctor to “repair” it. This isn’t just ignorance; it’s a misdirected habit.

People aren’t arrogant on purpose—it’s often due to a lack of cultivation. Nor do they belittle others intentionally—more often, it’s just the natural posture of power and wealth. Whatever the cause, it all reflects a kind of education.

Because of the nature of my work, I often ask myself:

– What makes someone content with mediocrity?
– Who planted fear in them?
– Who made them give up on life?
– What turned them into the “lower class” of society?

Especially when I see those deeply reliant on hospitals—not because they were brainwashed by doctors, but because they treat every word a doctor says as gospel.

Tell me, is there really no class consciousness in the doctor-patient relationship? I find that hard to believe.

I’ve watched this drama unfold for decades—seen it enough to feel heartbroken. The plot is always the same: fear, dependence, surrender of self.

The ones who dare to break out, to shift perspectives, are always the minority.

On the stage of arrogance, no good play can be performed. And a script of resignation will only be repeated again and again.

As long as class consciousness exists, genuine harmony between people will remain impossible.

If you’ve ever walked into a courtroom and seen siblings fighting over an inheritance, you’ll know—they claim it’s about “fairness,” but their motivation is greed. And from greed, no fairness can be born.

Back to the main question:
What does all this conflict and class awareness have to do with health?

Everything.
This is exactly how people fall ill.

Diseases don’t only grow from what we eat—they grow from long-term frustration and imbalance.

Those who collapse suddenly often have a history of berating or humiliating others in public.

That kind of arrogance, born from self-inflation, eventually turns inward and destroys.

When you always think you matter most, and others don’t matter at all—
When you believe yourself superior, and see others as beneath you—
This mindset won’t destroy others in the end. It will destroy you.