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Cracking the Safe Translation from the Chinese of Chuang Tzu, by Thomas Merton
Cracking the Safe For security against robbers who snatch purses, rifle luggage, and crack safes, One must fasten all property with ropes, lock it up with locks, bolt it with bolts. This (for property owners) is elementary good sense. But when a strong thief comes along he picks up the whole lot, Puts it on his back, and goes away with only one fear: That ropes, locks, and bolts may give way. Thus what the world calls good business is only a way To gather up the loot, pack it, make it secure In one convenient load for the more enterprising thieves. Who is there, among those called smart, Who does not spend his time amassing loot For a bigger robber than himself?
In the land of Khi, from village to village, You could hear cocks crowing, dogs barking. Fishermen cast their nets, Ploughmen ploughed their wide fields, Everything was neatly marked out By boundary lines. For five hundred square miles There were temples for ancestors, altars For field-gods and corn-spirits. Every canton, county, and district Was run according to the laws and statutes— Until one morning the Attorney General, Tien Khang Tzu, Did away with the King and took over the whole state. Was he content to steal the land? No, He also took over the laws and statutes at the same time, And all the lawyers with them, not to mention the police. They all formed part of the same package.
Of course, people called Khang Tzu a robber, But they left him alone To live as happy as the Patriarchs. No small state would say a word against him, No large state would make a move in his direction, So for twelve generations the state of Khi Belonged to his family. No one interfered With his inalienable rights.
The invention Of weights and measures Makes robbery easier. Signing contracts, setting seals, Makes robbery more sure. Teaching love and duty Provides a fitting language With which to prove that robbery Is really for the general good. A poor man must swing For stealing a belt buckle But if a rich man steals a whole state He is acclaimed As statesman of the year.
Hence if you want to hear the very best speeches On love, duty, justice, etc., Listen to statesmen.
But when the creek dries up Nothing grows in the valley. When the mound is leveled The hollow next to it is filled. And when the statesmen and lawyers And preachers of duty disappear There are no more robberies either And the world is at peace.
Moral: the more you pile up ethical principles And duties and obligations To bring everyone in line The more you gather loot For a thief like Khang. By ethical argument And moral principle The greatest crimes are eventually shown To have been necessary, and, in fact, A signal benefit To mankind.
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