Chapter 63 The art of losing and forgetting

The Duluke people have no teeth to forget all kinds of old hatreds, and it turns out to be an unbearable psychological burden. Time is the best medicine to dissolve all pain, but for the aborigines on Duruk Atoll in the Pacific Ocean, time cannot heal the pain. After the end of World War II, the Americans stationed in this atoll area.One day, a villager ran to the military administrative headquarters angrily and reported that a murder had occurred in the village, and the murderer was at large. Upon hearing that it was a murder, the American officials pricked up their ears and prepared to dispatch the military police immediately to arrest him. The suspect was brought to justice.After investigation, it was found that there was indeed such a murder case, but it did not happen a few hours or a few days ago as most people expected, but it happened seventeen years ago, but the murderer was still living in the village , with impunity.

What happened seventeen years ago, when the person involved described it, it was as if it had just happened, and he still vividly remembered it.Time cannot heal the wounds of the Duruk people. According to the description of anthropologist Hall, before the arrival of the Westerners, the Duruk people have been living in the shadow of brutality and blood, and everyone is in danger.Because if someone steals a coconut from someone else's tree, or molested a woman from another family on the road, years later, when these memories are recalled, the victim will immediately be filled with righteous indignation, and may launch a retaliatory attack in the middle of the night.

After the Germans, Japanese and Americans arrived one after another, the Duruk people still insisted on their concept of time. When the tribesmen complained about the absence of the chief, all the mistakes that the chief had made in the past were exposed, as if it was just yesterday. Happened, not forgotten. Forgetting is an art of life, and all kinds of old grudges accumulated in the hearts of the Duruk people, never to be forgotten, have become an unbearable psychological burden. Some things are best forgotten, even if we can't forget it for a while, time will help us dilute it.To lose the ability to forget is to lose the ability to regenerate.