Nuclear Cats
Big Denise’s crim boyfriend doesn’t like no from you fucking queens so he forces Big Denise who doesn’t do anal because she’s keeping penetrative sex until she gets a vagina in Casablanca or Cairo or wherever vaginas can be got in 1967, I don’t know, and ten days later, she can’t shit, and the pain makes Big Denise feel smaller and smaller and tight even though she is still as huge and as soft as usual and there is blood and creamy pus coming out of her bottom in strings and it is August and the winter winds rake Sydney Harbour with dry fingers so hard and sharp everything hurts.
大丹尼斯的犯罪男友不喜欢你们他妈的女王拒绝，所以他强迫大丹尼斯不做肛交，因为她一直保持插入式性行为，直到她在卡萨布兰卡或开罗或1967年任何可以得到阴道的地方获得阴道，我不知道，十天后，她不能拉屎，疼痛让大丹尼斯感觉越来越小，越来越紧，尽管她仍然像平常一样巨大，柔软，还有血。奶油般的脓液从她的屁股里流出来，现在是八月，冬天的风用干燥的手指刮过悉尼港，如此坚硬和锋利，一切都感到疼痛。
Big Denise gets desperate.
大丹妮丝变得绝望。
She takes herself to the emergency room at St Vincent’s and at first, they are solicitous, yes, miss, doctor will see you now, miss.
她把自己带到了圣文森特医院的急诊室，一开始，他们很热心，是的，小姐，医生现在会见你，小姐。
‘Would you mind undressing for an examination,’ the doctor says, and when he sees that Big Denise has not yet been to Cairo or Casablanca or wherever girls went then, he says, ‘put your clothes back on .
“你介意脱掉衣服去做检查吗？”医生说，当他看到大丹妮丝还没有去过开罗或卡萨布兰卡或女孩们去过的任何地方时，他说，“穿上你的衣服……”
We don’t treat creatures like you.’ Big Denise says, ‘I’m bleeding; it hurts.’ The nurse says, ‘this is a hospital , we can’t help you.’ Big Denise says, ‘what am I supposed to do, go to a fucking vet.’ The doctor smiles winningly at Big Denise and says, ‘not such a bad idea.
我们不会对待像你这样的生物。”大丹妮丝说，“我在流血；我在流血。很痛。”护士说，“这是医院，我们帮不了你。”大丹尼斯说，“我该怎么办，去看他妈的兽医。”医生对大丹尼斯迷人地微笑，说：“这主意不错。”
I could give you a referral asking him to put you down.’ ‘I can speak for myself,’ Big Denise says, ‘and you can stop ogling my tits.
“我可以为自己说话，”大丹妮丝说，“你可以别再盯着我的奶子看了。”
I know you want me, you fuckwit, live in hope.’
我知道你想要我，你这个混蛋，生活在希望中。”
Human beings have their own theories, and it is always amusing to hear them talk about us.
人类有自己的理论，听到他们谈论我们总是很有趣。
Such ignorance and self-assurance!
这是多么的无知和自信啊！
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Narayan’s speaking tiger does not speak.
纳拉扬的会说话的老虎不会说话。
His is the prevailing condition of animals in human discourse: the beast is dumb and requires ventriloquy to be heard.
他的这就是人类话语中动物的普遍状况：野兽是沉默的，需要腹语才能被听到。
But putting words into the mouths of animals inflicts upon both animal and human being what Gilles Deleuze would say is the indignity of speaking for others .
但是，把话语放进动物嘴里对动物和人类都造成了伤害，吉尔·德勒兹会说这是为他人说话的侮辱。
There exists a whole animal rights activist front of expert ventriloquists created around giving voice to the voiceless and committed to the Deleuzian indignity.
存在着一个完整的动物权利活动家阵线，由口技专家组成，围绕为无声者发声并致力于德勒兹式的侮辱而创建。
They charitably ventriloquize what pigs bred for ham feel about it and what chickens living in concentration camps from where they arrive on your plate as Chicken Kiev, Green Curry of Chicken, or KFC (not on a plate) agonize over—there are so many ways of doing chicken—and what pit bulls with their ears cut off and taught to hate want or do not want from human beings, and then the ventriloquists convince us that animals cannot speak and that their undignified ventriloquy of animals is an accurate translation of what even silent animals want human beings to know.
他们慷慨地口技表演为火腿而饲养的猪对此的感受，生活在集中营的鸡从基辅鸡、绿咖喱鸡或肯德基（不是放在盘子上）到达你的盘子上时所苦恼的事情——做鸡的方法有很多——还有耳朵被割掉并被教导讨厌想要或不想要人类的斗牛犬，然后口技表演者让我们相信动物不会说话，他们的尊严也没有尊严。动物的腹语是对即使是沉默的动物也希望人类知道的事情的准确翻译。
They foreclose the possibility that if you shut up and attend carefully to an animal, it might become apparent that animals are not dumb and might not need you to say things like: if I were a cow, the sale of my calf down the river to the meat packing plant would break my heart.
它们排除了这样的可能性：如果你闭嘴并仔细照顾动物，你可能会发现动物并不愚蠢，可能不需要你说这样的话：如果我是一头牛，把我的小牛沿着河卖给肉类加工厂会让我心碎。
Listen to the poor mother bellow: heartbroken.
听听可怜的母亲的吼声：心碎了。
Language is the crux of difference between human animals and nonhuman animals, I have read, I think it was in something by that nineteenth century German philologist, Heymann Steinthal, who thought that human language has almost mystical origins and arrived upon us when some overflow of ‘soul force’ changed into words in the prelinguistic stage of human ascent, and, apparently, animals lack the kind of magnanimous soul necessary for forces to well up and spill out and turn into grammar and vocabulary.
语言是人类动物和非人类动物之间区别的关键，我读过，我认为这是十九世纪德国语言学家海曼斯坦塔尔（Heymann Steinthal）的著作，他认为人类语言几乎具有神秘的起源，是在人类上升的前语言阶段，当某种“灵魂力量”的溢出转变为单词时到达我们的，而显然，动物缺乏那种力量涌出、溢出并转化为语法和词汇所必需的宽宏灵魂。
I live with an eleven-year-old Blue Burmese tomcat.
我和一只十一岁的蓝色缅甸雄猫住在一起。
I own him, I am not shy of saying that.
我拥有他，我并不羞于这么说。
He is castrated.
他被阉割了。
We share things: I play Isaac Hayes on the stereo and pick the cat up and dance with him, figure eights and pelvic gyration around the living room.
我们分享一些事情：我在音响上播放艾萨克·海耶斯（Isaac Hayes），然后抱起猫并与他一起跳舞，在客厅里跳八字形和骨盆旋转。
This cat was abandoned three times before I found him in a shelter and he is obsessively clingy now; he might have been obsessively clingy before, for all I know, and that would explain the history of couch surfing.
在我在收容所找到这只猫之前，这只猫被遗弃了三次，现在它变得非常粘人；据我所知，他以前可能非常粘人，这可以解释沙发冲浪的历史。
This cat has vocal outbursts when I leave the house and, on a bad day, he has outbursts even when I leave the bedroom, not words but enunciations, an arpeggio of strident chords ascending and getting louder on the way up, then down again and quieter until silent—where are you, why are you not here, come back, I need you, deserter, return to me, get back here, don’t go, I love you, bitch, you’d better not go, get here quick smart or something bad will happen , oh, why don’t you obey, deserter, oh, please you’re disappearing, there’s a bird, here’s the bed, electric heat pad, tuna chunks in gravy, I don’t mind this kibble, I’m better off without you anyway, who needs deserters—(sleeping).
当我离开家时，这只猫会突然发声，天气不好时，即使我离开卧室，他也会突然发声，不是言语，而是发音，刺耳的和弦的琶音，上升，声音越来越大，然后又下降，安静，直到沉默——你在哪里，你为什么不在这儿，回来，我需要你，逃兵，回到我身边，回到这里，别走，我爱你，婊子，你最好不要走，快点到这里，否则会发生不好的事情，哦，你为什么不听话，逃兵，哦，拜托你消失了，有一只鸟，这是床，电热垫，肉汁金枪鱼块，我不介意这个粗粮，反正没有你我会过得更好，谁需要逃兵——（睡觉）。
I decode and ventriloquize these cat sounds using a key that always turns high-pitched keens and wails into what they generally mean when they issue from human mouths: distress, and yet, for all I know, that yowling, that screeching could be telling the world, look at me, she’s going, and I will be autonomous, the world mine, the whole place to myself, food in the bowl, views of birds and possums running on the roof, and unlimited data to myself.
我用一把钥匙来解码和腹语这些猫的声音，它总是把高亢的尖声和哀号变成它们从人类嘴里发出时通常意味着的意思：痛苦，然而，据我所知，那种嚎叫，那种尖叫可能告诉世界，看着我，她走了，我将是自主的，世界是我的，整个地方都是我自己的，碗里的食物，鸟儿和负鼠在屋顶上奔跑的景色，以及我自己的无限数据。
The deeper the marks upon your subjectivity, the closer to animal you go and the more your language is handled by others.
你的主观性标记越深，你就越接近动物，你的语言就越容易被别人处理。
I worked once in a hospital ward for men with catastrophic intellectual disabilities, don’t ask me to repeat what we called them and thought it was fine.
我曾经在一家医院病房为患有严重智力障碍的男性工作过，不要让我重复我们对他们的称呼，并认为这很好。
We hosed the men down pro re nata , and ‘as needed’ was often because the men fouled themselves often and when the naked men grimaced and howled beneath the fonts of tepid water, we said things like, oh, they think they’re at Waikiki Beach, they love it, oh, they’re asking where’s the Cussons English Leather soap, what fun, Damian, do you want a surfboard?
我们用清水冲洗男人们，“根据需要”通常是因为男人们经常弄脏自己，当赤身裸体的男人们在温水里做鬼脸、嚎叫时，我们会说，哦，他们以为自己在威基基海滩，他们喜欢这里，哦，他们问卡森英国皮革肥皂在哪里，有什么好玩的，达米安，你想要冲浪板吗？
It looked like agony to me, but the others said it was pleasure, ‘you’re new to this, you’ll get the hang of what they’re telling you soon enough, it’s not complicated.’
对我来说，这看起来很痛苦，但其他人却说这是一种乐趣，“你是新手，你很快就会掌握他们告诉你的窍门，这并不复杂。”
A friend who is not trans anything that I know of takes to rebutting transphobic posts on Facebook.
据我所知，一位并非跨性别者的朋友在 Facebook 上反驳了恐跨者的帖子。
He explains the principles of transition, he explains trans politics, he explains what trans people want.
他解释了转型的原则，他解释了跨性别政治，他解释了跨性别者想要什么。
He exposes himself to trolling and the basest sorts of vituperation.
他让自己遭受恶搞和最卑鄙的谩骂。
It is impossible to not admire my friend’s willingness to speak against the demons, to bear it; your heart is in exactly the right place, I think, but I want him to shut the fuck up .
我不可能不钦佩我的朋友愿意反对恶魔并忍受它。我想你的心是在正确的地方，但我希望他他妈的闭嘴。
His explanations are not wrong, yet they are the type of speaking that leaves me feeling like an animal, devoiced like the men in Ward 14 or like the White Man’s Burden.
他的解释并没有错，但这种说法让我感觉自己像一只动物，像第 14 区的男人或白人的负担一样被剥夺了发言权。
I comment on Facebook: Consider Rudyard Kipling.
我在 Facebook 上评论：考虑拉迪亚德·吉卜林 (Rudyard Kipling)。
He replies: Too cryptic.
他回答：太神秘了。
Listen, I reply, meow.
听着，我回答，喵。
In The Dreaming, Dilangarri people live with gigantic magical dogs.
在《梦境》中，迪兰加里人与巨大的神奇狗生活在一起。
On the days when the Dilangarri adults go out to hunt kangaroo or flightless birds as large as stallions and gather yam, they leave their children and the giant dogs together, saying to the kids, this is a warning, never tickle the dogs and make them laugh because if the dogs laugh, they will speak, and then there will be trouble, but the children do tickle the gigantic dogs and the dogs do laugh and the dogs talk as it was said they certainly would talk and as soon as the gigantic dogs speak, all the Dilangarri human beings vanish forever beneath the ground.
当迪兰加里的大人出去猎杀袋鼠或像种马一样大的不会飞的鸟并采集山药的时候，他们把孩子和巨狗留在一起，对孩子们说，这是一个警告，千万不要给狗挠痒痒，让它们笑，因为如果狗笑了，他们就会说话，然后就会有麻烦，但孩子们确实会挠巨狗，狗会笑，狗会说话，据说他们一定会说话，一旦巨狗说话，所有迪兰加里人都永远消失在地下。
No wonder we refuse to let animals speak for themselves.
难怪我们拒绝让动物为自己说话。
‘That magpie wants minced meat,’ my mother says.
“那只喜鹊想要肉末，”我妈妈说。
I say, ‘I understand hamburger meat kills native birds.’ My mother says, ‘the magpies have never mentioned that to me.’
我说，“我知道汉堡肉会杀死本地鸟类。”我母亲说，“喜鹊从来没有向我提起过这一点。”
I show up in court on a summer’s day wearing a chrome yellow sundress and a tan and big blonde hair.
一个夏日，我出现在法庭上，穿着铬黄色背心裙，留着棕褐色的大金发。
Magistrate Cocks says, ‘blah blah blah blah you are absurd blah blah coming into my court like that blah blah blah blah get out and get another court date and come back in something blah blah blah.’ What I hear is too much skin and what I wonder is if the chrome yellow might be too strong for a legal proceeding, and yellow is not often a popular colour anywhere, chrome nor daffodil, I’ve read, and when I appear again before him, I am in a Merivale dress in terracotta crepe with sleeves, no skin, and pantyhose and high heels, very nice, it is January 1969 and Magistrate Cocks says, ‘your blah blah blahsurdity blah blah in contempt blah blah blah blah blah blah’ and he eyes me up and down like the men hankering for a blowjob or something more eye me up and down on Liverpool Street in the nights, is she worth it, or is it worth she, or is it worth it; Magistrate Cocks is not different in my mind except for the lustful car there and the juridical wig here, blah blah blah suck it and blah blah blah blah obtain a new hearing date.
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I come back in a pair of pink bell bottom pants and a Biba floral blouse with a pussy bow picked up just for the occasion at a used clothing store on Albion Street near the court, ‘gorgeous, darling,’ Big Denise says, and it is June by now.
我回来时穿着一条粉红色喇叭裤和一件带有蝴蝶结的 Biba 花卉衬衫，这是专门为这个场合在法院附近阿尔比恩街的一家二手服装店买的，“太漂亮了，亲爱的，”大丹尼斯说，现在已经是六月了。
Before he is even seated—and there are six to be tried before me, offensive behaviour, soliciting, loitering, consorting, indecent behaviour, shoplifting—Magistrate Cocks glares at me.
在他坐下之前——我面前有六项罪名要受审，包括无礼行为、拉客、游荡、交往、不雅行为、入店行窃——科克斯法官瞪了我一眼。
He yells so fiercely what he has to say comes out of his square-shaped mouth in bold, blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah and absurd at me.
他大声喊叫，他要说的话从他的方形嘴里冒出来，等等，等等，对我来说是荒谬的。
He wants me to do something differently, but I don’t understand exactly what it is he wants me to do differently.
他希望我做一些不同的事情，但我不明白他到底希望我做哪些不同的事情。
I hear every word clearly yet, somewhere between my tympanic membrane and my auditory cortex, Magistrate Cocks’s words lose meaning.
我每一个字都听得很清楚，在我的鼓膜和听觉皮层之间的某个地方，科克斯法官的话失去了意义。
I understand the colour but not the pattern.
我了解颜色但不了解图案。
I am as willing to comprehend as any good dog who hears human commands to sit, roll over, stay Spot, yet does not get it and tries everything to oblige without success until some human system of punishment or reward kicks in, and at last, oh, that is what the ruling class wants, but I cannot get to that canine level of understanding until ‘His Honour wants you to come to court in men’s clothes,’ the clerk says, ‘you’re not really trying.
我和任何一只好狗一样愿意理解，它们听到人类的命令，坐下、翻身、保持静止，但不明白，并尝试尽一切努力，但没有成功，直到某种人类的惩罚或奖励系统开始发挥作用，最后，哦，这就是统治阶级想要的，但我无法达到狗的理解水平，直到“法官大人希望你穿男装出庭，”书记员说，“你并没有真正尝试。”
You’ll end up in the prison at Long Bay where you can expect a lot of attention.’ What attention at Long Bay prison means, I do understand, and from that persevering but unlearning dog I go to that cat who will have it both ways, to that cat who ignores the sound of your voice and waves a tail indolently or smooches your leg and goes around what you want until you give up and say, indulgently, cats .
你最终会被关进长湾的监狱，在那里你会受到很多关注。’我确实理解长湾监狱的关注意味着什么，从那只坚持不懈但不学无术的狗，我转向那只两全其美的猫，那只猫无视你的声音，懒洋洋地摇着尾巴，或者亲吻你的腿，绕着你想要的东西转，直到你放弃并宽容地说，猫……。
I return to court in one of M’s navy blue suits, very tight on me for M is a bit smaller, and a white button-down shirt and a pale blue tie and lace-up men’s shoes with dangerously pointed toes and my big blonde hair looped back and up in a knot and silver beige fingernails, Mary Quant Titch, and Andrea false eyelashes made of mink, and eyeliner everywhere eyerelated and a little beyond and Revlon Nothing Frosted on my lips, and not for the first time, nor the last, I think, men’s clothes are better than women’s clothes, and M clearly thinks so too (don’t touch me, this is serious) and I might wear a suit and tie more often if people don’t think it’s queer.
我穿着 M 的一套海军蓝色西装回到法庭，因为 M 有点小，所以我穿得很紧，还有一件白色系扣衬衫、一条淡蓝色领带、一双系带男鞋，脚趾危险地尖着，我的大金发在后面打成一个结，指甲是银色的米色，玛丽·昆特·蒂奇和安德里亚用貂皮做的假睫毛，眼线到处都是与眼睛相关的，有点超出了，露华浓在我的嘴唇上没有磨砂，而不是为了第一次，也不是最后一次，我认为男装比女装好，M显然也这么认为（别碰我，这很严重），如果人们不认为这很酷的话，我可能会更频繁地穿西装打领带。
I am daring the court, I don’t care, but Magistrate Cocks must have been tired of me or hungover or he finally sees who I am, or he thinks I’ve heard him sufficiently, for he does not use absurd , and he does not give me orders I can’t hear properly.
我敢于上法庭，我不在乎，但是科克斯法官一定是厌倦了我或者宿醉了，或者他终于明白了我是谁，或者他认为我已经充分听到了他的声音，因为他不使用“荒谬”，而且他不会给我下达我听不清的命令。
He levies a fine of fifty-five dollars, although that is a foreign language to me: I spend the money that should have gone to pay the fine on drinks at The Bottoms Up Bar and on more drinks for dancing at Chez Ivy and on cat food and a cat toy and the adoption fee for a black kitten with nuclear eyes who moves away after three weeks.
他征收了五十五美元的罚款，尽管这对我来说是一门外语：我把本该用来支付罚款的钱花在了 The Bottoms Up 酒吧的饮料上，在 Chez Ivy 跳舞时买了更多饮料，买了猫粮和猫玩具，还花了三周后搬走的一只长着核眼的黑色小猫的收养费。
Even though I beg him to stay with me, he doesn’t hear the urgent tones, let alone the meaning of don’t leave me .
尽管我求他留下来陪我，他却听不到急切的语气，更听不到别离开我的意思。
The Earth moved in my lecture theatre.
地球在我的演讲厅里移动。
The view on a clean afternoon of the northern hills and the saffron tiles atop The Pavilion of Buddha’s Fragrance seemed to jump a few frames, and we shook, so great the far seism, people rose from their seats, ready to run, torpid no more, engaged at last, but not with me or Foucault’s ways with history.
一个干净的午后，北山的景色和佛香阁顶上的藏红花瓦似乎跳了几帧，我们震动了，远方的地震那么大，人们从座位上站起来，准备奔跑，不再麻木，终于参与进来，但不是我或福柯对待历史的方式。
Wherever it was, something had happened, somewhere, and one hundred and ten students started fingering their China Mobile and China Unicom phones: where was that?
无论在哪里，在什么地方发生了什么事，一百一十名学生开始拨弄他们的中国移动和中国联通手机：那是哪里？
In Japan, where that was, more than eighteen thousand people perished, most of them in the tsunami which came with waves as high as a six-story building and fell upon the land like The End.
在日本，有超过一万八千人丧生，其中大部分死于海啸，海啸带来六层楼高的海浪，像末日一样落在陆地上。
The walls of water turned to solids, towering in and thickening all the way, a moving chaos of human and animal bodies, hand tractors with their ploughing blades still attached and spinning in the wave, Toshiba washing machines, Mitsubishi refrigerators, SONY flat screen televisions, beds, dining room tables, mini trucks, Honda Fits, Nissan Notes, a candy pink Daihatsu Taft, a black taxi with its driver and passenger still inside and their teeth already knocked out, dinghies and whole fishing trawlers, most of a Lawson Station convenience store, the entire service area of an Esso gas station, seven houses disaggregating and that entire line of black pines from the promenade, many school children, and tens of thousands of dogs and cats and angora rabbits and gerbils and ferrets and mice and spiders all coming for you, and the temple, blocking the sky before it got you running away and battered you to death and left you a corpse in a tree or sucked you back out into the ocean or buried you in a crypt of mud, oh, will we ever find Akira-chan?
水墙变成了固体，一路高耸、变厚，移动着的人和动物的身体混乱不堪，犁刀还挂着，在波浪中旋转的手扶拖拉机，东芝洗衣机，三菱冰箱，索尼平板电视，床，餐桌，迷你卡车，本田飞度，日产Notes，糖果粉色的大发塔夫脱，一辆黑色出租车，司机和乘客仍在车内，牙齿已经被打掉，小艇和整个钓鱼拖网渔船、劳森车站便利店的大部分、埃索加油站的整个服务区、七栋散落的房屋、海滨长廊上的一整排黑松、许多学童、数以万计的狗和猫、安哥拉兔、沙鼠、雪貂、老鼠和蜘蛛，全都朝你而来，还有寺庙，遮天蔽日，然后让你逃跑，把你打死，把你的尸体留在树上，或者把你吸回来。把你扔到海里或者把你埋在泥土里，哦，我们能找到阿基拉吗？
The Fukushima Nuclear Power Plant melted down and more than two hundred thousand people had to be taken away from the showers of radioactive isotopes.
福岛核电站发生熔化，超过二十万人被迫从放射性同位素的袭击中撤离。
The nights of Fukushima fell into an utter darkness emptied of human speech but filled with the enunciations of animals alive, abandoned, and trying to say something; nights of meows, moos, bleats, howling, chirping, and grunts, mostly unheard, perhaps misunderstood if heard, and then fading as the animals starved to death or died of radiation disease or diseases caused by radiation or were hunted down and executed, perhaps twenty thousand dogs and cats, three thousand four hundred cows, six hundred and thirty thousand chickens and thirty-one thousand pigs, although some pigs and cows and chickens and dogs and cats, even an emu, went feral and haunted the human world at Fukushima for years, patrolling the magical cedar forests and wooded valleys and the coppices above the steep little bays, roaming the devastation like nuclear wraiths, their livers, their hearts, their kidneys, and their gonads reconstructed as warehouses done out in alimentary shades of pink and maroon and stuffed with cesium.
福岛的夜晚陷入了彻底的黑暗，没有人类的言语，但充满了活着的、被遗弃的、试图说话的动物的发音；夜晚的猫叫声、咩咩声、咩咩声、嚎叫声、叽叽喳喳声和咕噜声，大多听不到，如果听到的话可能会被误解，然后随着动物饿死或死于辐射疾病或辐射引起的疾病或被追捕和处决而逐渐消失，也许有两万只狗和猫，三千四百头牛，六十三万只鸡和三万一千头猪，尽管有些猪、牛、鸡、狗和猫，甚至一鸸鹋变得狂野起来，多年来出没于福岛的人类世界，在神奇的雪松林、树木繁茂的山谷和陡峭的小海湾上方的灌木丛中巡逻，像核幽灵一样在灾难中漫步，它们的肝脏、心脏、肾脏和性腺被重建为粉红色和栗色的食物仓库，里面塞满了铯。
Even now, if you wake in Iitate at three in the morning during the August week of Obon festival, and if you walk into the warm dark and toward the mountain called Notegamiyama, you may come upon phosphorescent cats dancing among the pre-dawn trees and pulsing green each time they waltz close to radioisotopes decaying reluctantly in the dark soil.
即使是现在，如果你在八月盂兰盆节期间的凌晨三点在饭馆醒来，如果你走进温暖的黑暗，走向被称为Notegamiyama的山，你可能会看到磷光猫在黎明前的树林中跳舞，每次它们跳着华尔兹舞接近在黑暗的土壤中不情愿地衰变的放射性同位素时，它们都会发出绿色的脉动。
Harry tells me the Windscale nuclear accident in 1957 spewed polonium, cesium 137, xenon and strontium and other radioisotopes all over the United Kingdom and produced tabby cats mutated to the size of mountain lions, their descendants now stalking Cumbria and Cornwall and remote parts of Scotland, mutilating Herefords and sheep and terrifying children, but when I Google it and find reliable accounts of the Beast of Bodmin Moor and the Beast of Buchan, there is no mention of the Windscale nuclear reactor fire nor of nuclear radiation.
哈利告诉我，1957 年的 Windscale 核事故在英国各地喷出了钋、铯 137、氙、锶和其他放射性同位素，并产生了突变为山狮大小的虎斑猫，它们的后代现在跟踪坎布里亚郡、康沃尔郡和苏格兰的偏远地区，残害赫里福德人和绵羊，吓坏了孩子们，但当我用谷歌搜索并找到有关博德明野兽的可靠记录时《荒原与巴肯的野兽》中没有提到温斯凯尔核反应堆火灾，也没有提到核辐射。
Instead, it seems the giant and murderous cats glimpsed every few years are not nuclear cats at all, but descendants of pumas released from a private zoo in Plymouth, or they are the grandchildren or great-grandchildren of pumas brought as pets to Scotland by pilots of the United States Air Force stationed there and later abandoned when the pilots were repositioned, or it could all be stories, after all, news has origins in medieval reports of monsters and chimeras sighted, impossible beings stalking the fens, haunting our hearts.
相反，每隔几年就会看到的巨大而凶残的猫科动物根本不是核猫，而是从普利茅斯私人动物园释放的美洲狮的后代，或者它们是美洲狮的孙子或曾孙，被驻扎在那里的美国空军飞行员作为宠物带到苏格兰，后来在飞行员重新部署时被遗弃，或者这一切都可能是故事，毕竟，新闻起源于中世纪关于怪物和嵌合体的报道，不可能的存在掠过沼泽，萦绕着我们的心。
Not too long before she died, my mother told me how she had read of Christine Jorgensen’s sex change in the Sunday Mirror in 1953 and had said to my father, ‘they’re making that up, “ExGI Becomes Blonde Beauty”, I never.
就在她去世前不久，我母亲告诉我，她是如何在 1953 年《星期日镜报》上读到克里斯汀·乔根森 (Christine Jorgensen) 变性的报道，并对我父亲说，‘他们在编造这件事，‘ExGI 变成了金发美女’，我从来没有这样做过。
It will be centaurs next.’
接下来将是半人马。
The abandoned nuclear dogs of Chernobyl formed their own societies until a battalion of exterminators moved into the ChZO, one of whom was Yevgeny Samoylov.
切尔诺贝利被遗弃的核狗形成了自己的社会，直到一队消灭者进入 ChZO，其中之一就是叶夫根尼·萨莫伊洛夫 (Yevgeny Samoylov)。
Mr. Samoylov confessed himself surprised to see the nuclear dogs arrange themselves into three concentric semicircles around the pile of lethalised cow meat and kibble he had set out for them.
萨莫伊洛夫承认，他很惊讶地看到核狗在他为它们准备的一堆致命的牛肉和粗粮周围排列成三个同心半圆。
Closest to the food and alone, the ruler: a large mongrel bitch.
距离食物最近且独自一人的是统治者：一只大型杂种母狗。
Beyond her in a semicircle: blonde and harlequin Great Danes; St. Bernards panting even in the late autumn chill; German shepherds.
在她身后，围成一个半圆：金发碧眼、丑陋的大丹犬；圣伯纳犬即使在深秋的寒冷中也会气喘吁吁；德国牧羊犬。
Terriers and spaniels twenty feet further out.
二十英尺外有梗犬和西班牙猎犬。
Another twenty feet: Dachshunds; miniature French poodles born in Ukraine; motley lapdogs for whom there were no more laps, ever.
另外二十英尺：腊肠犬；出生于乌克兰的迷你法国贵宾犬；杂色哈巴狗对他们来说再也没有圈了，永远。
This is Franz Kafka’s ape speaking: The Zoological Garden is only a new barred cage.
这是卡夫卡的猿猴说话：动物园只是一个新的铁笼子。
If you go there, you’re lost.
如果你去了那里，你就迷路了。
I’m driving south on M-31, the main motorway between Sydney and Melbourne, and it’s late at night in winter and it’s a nine to ten hour drive and I’m moving fast, wanting to get home and the cat, and I don’t like driving at night, wallabies and kangaroos and wombats with nuclear eyes might run in front and clunk, and a semi-trailer overtakes me, even faster, and it is packed it is stuffed with pigs some ears flapping out between the slats and bars of the rig in the slipstream like parsnip-coloured hands waving for help and I see their eyes shining in the dark and watching me in that knowing way pigs watch everything, there they go,
我沿着悉尼和墨尔本之间的主要高速公路 M-31 向南行驶，冬天的深夜，需要九到十个小时的车程，我开得很快，想要回家和猫，而且我不喜欢在晚上开车，小袋鼠、袋鼠和长着核眼的袋熊可能会在前面跑，发出叮叮当当的声音，一辆半挂车超越了我，速度更快，而且车里挤满了猪，里面塞满了一些猪。耳朵在滑流中在钻机的板条和杆之间拍打，就像欧洲防风草颜色的手挥舞着寻求帮助，我看到他们的眼睛在黑暗中闪闪发光，以猪那样了解一切的方式看着我，他们走了，
and I know they are going from a factory pig farm in the flat country north of Benalla to some slaughterhouse and meat processing plant, and I know, too, that the farmer, if he can be called a farmer when he is a manufacturer of pigs, and the abattoir and the transport company deliberately shift the pigs at night because the traffic is lighter and because mothers and fathers and the kids in Hyundai SUVs and grannies and grandpas in their white Camrys and ladies with hearts bleeding pink in black Volvos like me are less likely to be on the road and see the transportation of life to death our appetite for bacon causes and thus donate to PETA or call their member of parliament and say things like I insist you push for it to be kinder, I’m telling you, it could have been a scene out of Schindler’s List or the unfunny parts of Life is Beautiful .
我知道他们要从贝纳拉以北平坦乡村的一个工厂化养猪场运往一些屠宰场和肉类加工厂，我也知道，那个农民，如果他是生猪制造商，他还可以被称为农民的话，屠宰场和运输公司故意在晚上转移猪，因为交通比较顺畅，因为父母和孩子们开着现代SUV，奶奶和爷爷开着白色凯美瑞，女士们穿着白色的凯美瑞。像我这样开着黑色沃尔沃的心流着粉红色的心，不太可能在路上看到生命与死亡的交通，我们对培根的胃口导致了他们向善待动物组织捐款，或者打电话给他们的议员，说一些诸如“我坚持你要推动它变得更友善”之类的话，我告诉你，这可能是《辛德勒的名单》中的场景，也可能是《美丽人生》中无趣的部分。
Who needs to see that?
谁需要看到这个？
I’ve been told that animals manufactured for meat in factory farms using methods analogous to the methods used to manufacture microwave ovens in a kitchen appliance factory take any opportunity to escape from what is a forced labour camp in which your work is to make yourself meat and no matter how hard you work, the work you do does not make you free, it makes your babies into sausages with fennel and you into something delicious when you can’t do babies properly any longer, which is why death might come as an improvement for those animals who never get away.
有人告诉我，在工厂化农场里用类似于厨房用具工厂制造微波炉的方法制造肉类的动物会利用任何机会逃离强制劳改营，在那里你的工作就是让自己成为肉，无论你多么努力工作，你所做的工作都不会让你自由，它会让你的孩子变成茴香香肠，而当你不能再好好地照顾孩子时，你就会变成美味的东西，这就是为什么死亡对于那些永远无法逃脱的动物来说可能是一种改善。
The doctor asks what medications I take, and when I get to estrogen, he checks my date of birth, and seeing I’m only thirty, he asks why, and I tell him why, why not, and his eyes go pale with scientific speculation or something else less objective and he rubs his hands together, cannot help himself, so predictable, and asks me to undress, everything off please, and lie down for a full body examination.
医生问我服用什么药物，当我服用雌激素时，他检查了我的出生日期，看到我只有三十岁，他问为什么，我告诉他为什么，为什么不，他的眼睛因科学推测或其他不那么客观的东西而变得苍白，他搓着手，无法控制自己，如此可预测，并要求我脱掉衣服，请脱掉所有东西，然后躺下进行全身检查。
I could say why, it’s a sore throat and/or no, I could escape, but instead I get naked and lie down and he examines me until I rise up against those turnkey eyes.
我可以说为什么，这是喉咙痛和/或不，我可以逃跑，但我却赤身裸体躺下来，他检查我，直到我站起来面对那些交钥匙的眼睛。
I spread my legs and I open my arms and I show the doctor the full abundance of my beauty and my glamorous complexity, I am a special animal, I am a white peacock.
我张开双腿，张开双臂，向医生展示我的美丽和迷人的复杂性，我是一种特殊的动物，我是一只白孔雀。
I am narwhal.
我是独角鲸。
I am a black bird of paradise.
我是一只黑色的极乐鸟。
I am coorinna.
我是库琳娜。
I am a dire wolf.
我是一头冰原狼。
I am a unicorn.
我是独角兽。
I am a dragon.
我是龙。
I am phoenix.
我是凤凰。
I am transsexual woman, I am traversal itself, and he can barely breathe, like a tourist at dawn on the Serengeti, he is entranced.
我是变性女人，我是穿越本身，而他几乎无法呼吸，就像塞伦盖蒂黎明时分的游客，他着迷了。
I have doctor where he needs to be: you dancing monkey.
我有医生在他需要的地方：你这个跳舞的猴子。
‘John took the dog down to the river and shot him, it was the humane thing to do, that dog was no good anymore, no use whatsoever,’ my mother says.
“约翰把狗带到河边射杀了它，这是人道的做法，那只狗已经没有用了，没有任何用处，”我母亲说。
My stepfather has said many times ‘you are no bloody good’ and I know it, and I am now concerned he will take me down to where the Marrambidya bends around the town and he will shoot me and throw my body into the water where I begin immediately to rot and float toward South Australia like the carcass of a dead sheep, like all the pesticide and fertiliser runoff from the wheat and clover grown on purloined land, poisoning the country but peaceful at last.
我的继父说过很多次“你真是个坏人”，我知道这一点，我现在担心他会把我带到镇周围的马拉比迪亚河弯曲的地方，他会开枪射杀我，把我的尸体扔进水里，我会立即开始腐烂，然后像死羊的尸体一样漂向南澳大利亚，就像被盗土地上种植的小麦和三叶草所流下的农药和化肥一样，毒害了这个国家，但最终还是和平了。
That would have been the humane thing to do.
这本来就是人道的做法。
I don’t imagine myself as a dog, ever; they are too eager and love me, love me, please, I will not say.
我从来没有把自己想象成一只狗；我从来没有把自己想象成一只狗。他们太渴望爱我，爱我，请，我不会说。
Miriam Margolyes finds herself at a loose end after her role in the Harry Potter movies and she takes a job in an Australian Broadcasting Corporation television documentary in which Miriam Margolyes drives around Australia in a Mercedes Benz mobile home telling everybody she meets, I’m a lesbian.
米里亚姆·玛戈莱斯 (Miriam Margolyes) 在出演《哈利·波特》电影后发现自己陷入了困境，她在澳大利亚广播公司的一部电视纪录片中找到了一份工作，片中米里亚姆·玛戈莱斯开着一辆梅赛德斯·奔驰移动房屋环游澳大利亚，告诉她遇到的每个人，我是一名女同性恋。
In Darwin, she accosts a group of transgender or sistergirl Tiwi Island women, or at least, it is filmed and edited as accost.
在达尔文，她与一群变性人或姐妹女孩提维岛妇女搭讪，或者至少，它被拍摄和剪辑为搭讪。
‘Have you have have you you know had your cocks chopped off yet?’ she hollers in a jocular way like a vet sexing a chicken except Miriam Margolyes can’t help smirking at some private vision of her own outrageousness.
“你知道你的鸡鸡被砍掉了吗？”她用一种幽默的方式喊道，就像兽医在判断鸡的性别一样，但米里亚姆·玛戈莱斯忍不住对自己的无耻行为感到窃笑。
Uncalibrated rudeness is her brand.
毫无节制的粗鲁是她的标志。
She seems to admire her capacity to abuse, amusingly, Indigenous trans women who are not exactly in a position to tell this rich, famous white woman with her phalanx of camera people, etcetera, from the national television network to shut the fuck up white skank and don’t speak to me like that.
她似乎很欣赏她虐待土著跨性别女性的能力，这些土著跨性别女性根本没有能力告诉这位来自国家电视网络的富有、著名的白人女性和她的摄影师方阵等人，让他妈的白人臭婊子闭嘴，别这样对我说话。
My own white privilege is not valuable enough to keep the same question from me, but it does mean the question is more courteously put, um, have you, you know, had the operation yet?
我自己的白人特权不足以阻止我提出同样的问题，但这确实意味着这个问题可以更礼貌地提出，嗯，你知道，你做过手术了吗？
At seventy something there have been so many operations it’s hard to know which one I am meant to answer for.
七十多岁了，经历了如此多的手术，很难知道我应该负责哪一场手术。
What the Tiwi sistergirls/transsexuals/ women in Darwin and I might share is an understanding that only haters ask human beings who they do not know and who they do not fuck what they’ve got between their legs, which means that Miriam Margolyes and every other person who asks that question either hates trans people or thinks us inhuman or something else, the choice is animal or thing.
我和达尔文的提维姐妹/变性人/女性可能会分享一种理解，即只有仇恨者才会问人类他们不认识谁，以及他们不操他们两腿之间的东西，这意味着米里亚姆·玛戈莱斯和所有其他问这个问题的人要么讨厌跨性别者，要么认为我们不人道或其他什么，选择是动物或东西。
One would rather be a thing at times like these since nobody asks an attack helicopter or a vase what’s gone on in its private parts, and we know what happens to animals: pets or meat.
人们宁愿在这样的时候成为这样的东西，因为没有人问攻击直升机或花瓶的私处发生了什么，而我们知道动物会发生什么：宠物或肉类。
West of Bakersfield, I drive into an unstoppable odour that not even a red Cadillac and gold rings on my fingers are able to prevent.
在贝克斯菲尔德以西，我开车进入一种难以阻挡的气味，即使是红色凯迪拉克和手指上的金戒指也无法阻止。
I am passing a feed lot as big as Gotham City, a metropolis populated by a million calves and steers standing deep in a porridge of their own shit and piss and stuffed with fodder and antibiotics and steroids every day until it is time for the next stage in the production line and there are no cries, they are not citizens, and there is nothing to hear except silence in the Central Valley.
我路过一个像哥谭市一样大的饲料场，这座大都市里有上百万头牛犊和公牛，每天都站在自己的粪便和小便的粥里，里面塞满了饲料、抗生素和类固醇，直到生产线的下一阶段开始，没有哭声，它们不是公民，除了中央山谷的寂静之外，什么也听不到。
Some oblique emotion of the cattle, or of mine, rises to the hanging clouds and obscures the green view of the mountains between me and the Pacific coast.
牛或我的某种隐晦的情感上升到悬空的云层，遮蔽了我和太平洋海岸之间山脉的绿色景色。
Drive on.
继续行驶。
The vet keeps sticking a long aspiration needle between the ribs of my cat, over and over and over and over and over trying to strike the reservoir of serous fluid he is certain lies in there somewhere between her lungs and her ribcage.
兽医不断地将一根长长的抽吸针插在我猫的肋骨之间，一遍又一遍，一遍又一遍，一遍又一遍地试图刺破浆液液储存器，他确定它位于她的肺部和胸腔之间的某个地方。
Over and over.
一遍又一遍。
‘She’s not Texas,’ I say.
“她不是德克萨斯人，”我说。
My cat never struggles.
我的猫从来不挣扎。
She does not cry out.
她没有哭出来。
She submits and looks at me, and I wonder if her submission is because she is ill or because she was trained to submit during the years when her sole justification for life was her ability to bear kittens for sale at a thousand dollars a pop, twice a year or more, and always a caesarean delivery to make sure no thousand-dollar baby died.
她顺从地看着我，我想知道她的顺从是因为她生病了，还是因为她在那些年里接受了顺从的训练，当时她生存的唯一理由是她有能力生下小猫，以每只一千美元的价格出售，每年两次或更多，而且总是剖腹产，以确保没有一千美元的婴儿死亡。
Scars ridge the skin of her belly beneath a veldt of pearly hair.
珍珠般的毛发下，她腹部的皮肤上布满了疤痕。
Then the vet gives up.
然后兽医放弃了。
He passes her to me.
他把她交给我。
She bites his hand, hard, and he says ‘ow’ and tiny cabochons of blood appear, and the vet nurse says, ‘cranky thing.’
她用力咬住他的手，他说“哎哟”，然后出现了微小的凸圆形血迹，兽医护士说，“脾气暴躁的东西。”
I see dogs flirting and then, fucking, and I burst into tears.
我看到狗调情，然后操，我就哭了。
‘Don’t be silly’ Aunty Snow says, ‘it’s just something automatic.’ All that dog longing all that grinning with tongues hanging out and those dancing bodies seem like a strategy to me— may I?
“别傻了，”斯诺姨妈说，“这只是自动发生的事情。”那只狗渴望咧着嘴笑，伸出舌头，舞动的身体对我来说似乎是一种策略——可以吗？
—and will anybody ever dance longingly for me like that, I wonder, and thus, the crying, or will they go at me like hungry mouths go at sandwiches; go at me like that young soldier with marble skin and titian hair and the bluish dick goes at me in the swimming pool change room in Wagga Wagga and says after he rinses me clean of his cum with water from the tap, gentle, ‘don’t be shocked.
——我想知道，会有人像那样渴望地为我跳舞吗？因此，哭泣，或者他们会像饥饿的嘴吃三明治一样扑向我吗？就像那个有着大理石皮肤和钛金头发的年轻士兵一样冲向我，蓝色的鸡巴在沃加沃加的游泳池更衣室里向我冲来，在他用水龙头里的水把我的精液冲洗干净后温柔地说，“别感到震惊。”
You’re a lovely little boy.
你是一个可爱的小男孩。
A man is an animal,’ and I think, the dogs smile and dance around a lot before they get to whatever this was, you are not an animal.
人是动物，”我想，狗们在明白这是什么之前总是微笑着跳舞，你不是动物。
The cat seems shocked and disgusted the first time I kiss him on the mouth, but I keep doing it and now he puts his face up for it.
当我第一次亲吻猫的嘴时，这只猫似乎感到震惊和厌恶，但我继续这样做，现在他抬起了脸。
I suspect him of trying to pucker unpuckerable lips.
我怀疑他试图撅起原本无法撅起的嘴唇。
I have read that cats cannot learn through collaboration because they don’t use a collaborative approach, it goes against their motivations, but I think learning to kiss is always collaboration.
我读过，猫无法通过协作来学习，因为它们不使用协作方法，这违背了它们的动机，但我认为学习接吻始终是协作。
Fairy does me with a large black strap-on.
仙女给我戴了一条黑色的大绑带。
I don’t query the colour.
我不询问颜色。
I don’t like to be fucked but sometimes you have to.
我不喜欢被操，但有时你不得不这么做。
I don’t like plastic or latex or rubber anything but sometimes you do.
我不喜欢塑料、乳胶或橡胶任何东西，但有时你喜欢。
I focus on the weekends in Paris or Safranbolu and dinners in restaurants with views, and books.
我专注于在巴黎或番红花城的周末，以及在可以欣赏风景和读书的餐厅享用晚餐。
This is called accommodation , like a Motel 6, we leave the light on for you and please come again, I am not quoting.
这就是所谓的住宿，就像Motel 6一样，我们为您留灯，请再来，我不是在引用。
When it happens, which is not that often, I wonder if she will notice I am tepid and I wonder, too, if how I feel about the black strap-on is how the cat feels about being kissed and neither of us can say so, no.
当这种情况发生时（这种情况并不常见），我想知道她是否会注意到我不温不火，我也想知道，我对黑色绑带的感觉是否就像猫对被亲吻的感觉一样，我们都不能这么说，不。
Angelina starts spinning in the water and it looks as if she has perfected a dance routine for me after so much hoping but her spinning goes on unceasing into the night and her eyes fix on me as she whirls around, and I have to deal with it, which means killing even though she had always come to the glass as soon as she sees me enter the room and how beautiful you are, Angelina, even now, on the edge of The End, like a gold and ebony brooch shimmering in the aqueous shadows, but the spinning.
安吉丽娜开始在水中旋转，看起来她在如此多的希望之后为我完善了一个舞蹈动作，但她的旋转一直持续到黑夜，她旋转时她的眼睛盯着我，我必须处理它，这意味着杀戮，尽管她总是一看到我进入房间就来到玻璃边，你是多么美丽，安吉丽娜，即使现在，在尽头的边缘，就像一枚金乌木胸针在阴影水中闪闪发光，但是旋转。
I scoop her from the tank and rest her on the white marble cutting board, one eye up and a little panicked.
我把她从鱼缸里捞出来，放在白色大理石切板上，一只眼睛向上，有点惊慌。
I take up that large Japanese kitchen knife I had made Harry buy for me and I chop Angelina’s head off at a point which I estimate is the right point and that is that, although for a few seconds, with her head separated from her body, Angelina’s mouth still moves like talking and her upward-facing eye drinks me in, Mary Queen of Scots in one of those movies comes to mind, but she’s just gasping for water and then she is gone.
我拿起我让哈利给我买的那把日本大菜刀，在我认为正确的位置砍下了安吉丽娜的头，那就是，尽管有几秒钟，她的头与身体分离，安吉丽娜的嘴仍然像说话一样移动，她向上的眼睛把我吸进去，我想起了其中一部电影中的苏格兰玛丽女王，但她只是喘着气，然后就消失了。
It is not death itself, nor even the manner of death, that causes suffering; it is life and its conditions that hurt and contort living beings.
造成痛苦的并不是死亡本身，甚至也不是死亡的方式；而是死亡本身。伤害和扭曲生物的是生命及其状况。
Angelina had been as comfortable as any cichlid could be in a tank which was not some Amazonian tributary.
安吉丽娜在一个不是亚马逊河支流的水箱里就像任何慈鲷一样舒服。
It was a good big tank and clean and little forests of healthy plants and I catered to her hunting desires with live dinners twice a week.
这是一个很好的大水箱和干净的小森林，里面长满了健康的植物，我每周两次现场晚餐来满足她的狩猎欲望。
Angelina was pretty happy in it, I surmised, I told anybody who asked, happy, except when the Kona weather stopped the trade winds, filling the air with the colour of volcano, and the temperature went up very high, and I threw ice cubes into her home to keep her water cool enough and it was clear she did not care for that .
我猜想，安吉丽娜对此很高兴，我告诉任何一个问起这个问题的人，很高兴，除了科纳天气停止了信风，空气中充满了火山的颜色，温度升高得很高，我向她家扔了冰块，让她的水保持足够凉爽，很明显她并不关心这一点。
I diced her body into almost perfect tiny cubes and fed them to the neighbour’s cat.
我把她的身体切成几乎完美的小方块，然后喂给邻居的猫。
‘Angelina understood that only life matters,’ I said to Harry, who had aghast lips at me and, like all human beings, was afraid of dying in one way or another and had complex but unacknowledged routines for avoiding The End of anything.
“安吉丽娜明白，只有生命才是最重要的，”我对哈利说，他对我露出惊愕的嘴唇，像所有人类一样，害怕以这种或那种方式死亡，并且有复杂但未被承认的例行公事来避免任何事情的终结。
‘But she was your pet,’ he said.
“但她是你的宠物，”他说。
We use which and it on animals we want to be machines and on animals we plan to turn into something else: meatballs; a handbag; an IVF procedure; a mitral valve.
我们将which和it用在我们想要成为机器的动物上，以及我们计划将其变成其他东西的动物上：肉丸；手提包；体外受精程序；二尖瓣。
She , he , and who come into play when we see ourselves or the human condition in the animal, when we care .
当我们关心自己或动物身上的人类状况时，她、他和谁就会发挥作用。
Of course, the border between pronouns for things and pronouns for people, between machine and mirror, leaks badly, and don’t care and do care flow back and forth quick and so mutable, animals must find humans confusing.
当然，事物代词和人代词之间、机器和镜子之间的界限严重泄漏，“不关心”和“关心”来回流动得如此之快，如此多变，动物一定会让人类感到困惑。
In Isaac Bashevis Singer’s The Key , the widow Bessie Popkin comes upon a black street cat.
在艾萨克·巴什维斯·辛格的《钥匙》中，寡妇贝西·波普金遇到了一只黑色街头猫。
She hates it .
她讨厌这样。
It sniffs Bessie’s bag.
它嗅着贝西的包。
It rubs its back on Bessie’s leg.
它用背部蹭着贝西的腿。
It hooks its tail and speaks, and very quickly, Bessie wishes she could give her something to eat.
它勾着尾巴说话，很快，贝西希望能给她一些吃的。
Bessie is lost on the street and tired and hungry herself; the cat might wish she could give Bessie something to eat but if she does, it will not be said that the cat care s for Bessie; it will be said that the cat wants Bessie to learn how to hunt.
贝西在街上迷路了，她自己又累又饿。猫可能希望她能给贝西吃点东西，但如果她这样做了，就不会说猫关心贝西；据说猫想让贝西学习如何打猎。
This is a time when human beings consume so many animals that sheep, chickens, cows, pigs, turkeys, ducks, goats, salmon, shrimp, quail, and geese at least must be grown and harvested like crops of rice or wheat, en masse , cut like broccoli for the table, must be cropped for the clothes we wear, those heavenly pillows, the sofas upon which we sit, and for the medical treatments that allow us to have babies or not and survive cancer or not.
在这个时代，人类消耗了如此多的动物，以至于羊、鸡、牛、猪、火鸡、鸭、山羊、鲑鱼、虾、鹌鹑和鹅至少必须像稻谷或小麦一样种植和收获，像西兰花一样切碎供餐桌使用，必须被修剪成我们穿的衣服，那些天堂般的枕头，我们坐的沙发，以及使我们能够生孩子或不生孩子以及战胜癌症或生存的医疗方法。不。
My favourite Sergio Rossi shoes used to moo.
我最喜欢的 Sergio Rossi 鞋曾经发出过哞哞声。
This is a time when millions watch crush videos in which women in underwear or negligee, stiletto heels or bare feet, stomp and pierce rabbits, cats, small dogs, mice, ferrets to death, suffocate them with cling wrap, vivisect them with kitchen knives, see me drown a kitten in extra virgin olive oil, watch me pierce a rabbit’s cranium with an ice pick, bludgeon a rat, and jerk off while you watch, go on.
在这个时代，数百万人观看暗恋视频，在这些视频中，穿着内衣或睡衣、高跟鞋或赤脚的女性踩死并刺穿兔子、猫、小狗、老鼠、雪貂，用保鲜膜将它们窒息，用菜刀对它们进行活体解剖，看我用特级初榨橄榄油淹死一只小猫，看我用冰锥刺穿兔子的头盖骨，用棍棒殴打老鼠，以及边看边打飞机，继续。
But this is also a time when we obsess about animals as feeling beings and as objects of welfare.
但这也是我们痴迷于将动物视为有感情的生物和福利对象的时代。
We agonise and coo over them.
我们为他们苦恼并咕咕叫。
We wonder about their subjectivity or not.
我们想知道他们是否具有主观性。
We perv endlessly at them and we weep on our screens at what we are told is their unhappiness or we make grins of pleasure at animal antics and animal salvations, Grumpy Cat, animal rescues, animal tricks, animal adoptions, ducks making friends with tigers, clever animals, a welter of living animals amidst mass extermination and rashes of gulags where the only forms of labour are to bear more animals and to transubstantiate into a commodity.
我们无休无止地对着他们，我们在屏幕上为他们的不幸而哭泣，或者我们对动物滑稽动作和动物拯救、不爽猫、动物救援、动物戏法、动物收养、鸭子与老虎交朋友、聪明的动物、大规模灭绝中的活生生的动物和古拉格集中营的皮疹感到高兴，在那里唯一的劳动形式是饲养更多的动物并将其转化为商品。
When my cat is stuck in one of his pacing fits caused by a life lived unnaturally indoors, the panacea is high-definition videos of squirrels and chickadees and blue jays eating seeds from a feeder in the snow somewhere in the Green Mountains of Vermont or the Connecticut River Valley, and while he watches his shows, which he does intently, I cook and eat a lamb cutlet or a chicken thigh in Australia, perpetually trapped somewhere between two countries and between turning animals into human beings and turning animals into food.
当我的猫因为不自然的室内生活而陷入一种踱步的状态时，灵丹妙药就是松鼠、山雀和蓝鸟在佛蒙特州绿山或康涅狄格河谷某处雪地里吃喂食器里的种子的高清视频，当他专心致志地观看他的表演时，我在澳大利亚煮并吃一块羊排或鸡腿，永远被困在两国之间的某个地方。将动物变成人类，将动物变成食物。
‘You would become food for him ’ Fairy says, ‘if necessary, now let me eat you.’ Our discrepant ways of talking and thinking and being about animals are a late modern agonistic: wanting to consume but fearing that consumption may not be quite the right thing.
“你会成为他的食物，”仙女说，“如果有必要，现在让我吃掉你。”我们对动物的不同的谈话、思考和对待方式是一种晚期现代的竞争：想要消费，但担心消费可能不是正确的事情。
How painful the human appetite when stoppered by ethics.
当道德限制了人类的食欲时，这是多么痛苦啊。
Miss Blanche, having given through her tears a complete account of this event, assured me that, to maintain our own parental love and to enjoy our beautiful family life, we, the cat-race, must engage in total war upon all humans.
布兰奇小姐含着泪水完整地讲述了这件事，并向我保证，为了维护我们自己的父母之爱，为了享受我们美好的家庭生活，我们猫族必须对全人类进行全面战争。
We have no choice but to exterminate them.
我们别无选择，只能消灭他们。
I think it is a very reasonable proposition.
我认为这是一个非常合理的提议。
Although there might be a sly dendron in every human brain transmitting fear of animal retaliation for how we’ve managed interspecies affairs ( The Birds ), nobody believes that Natsume Sōseki’s cat really talks; there is not that much magic in the world.
尽管每个人的大脑中可能都有一个狡猾的树突，传播着对动物因我们处理物种间事务的方式而报复的恐惧（《鸟》），但没有人相信夏目漱石的猫真的会说话；它是一种恐惧。世界上没有那么多魔法。
In some parts of Japan, however, the belief that Namazu, who is a catfish the size of Tokyo, causes earthquakes lingers.
然而，在日本的一些地区，人们仍然相信像东京那么大的鲶鱼Namazu会引发地震。
The humanoid deity, Takemikazuchi, keeps Namazu under tight control, but sometimes Takemikazuchi looks the other way or dozes off and then Namazu lets fly.
人形神祇武御雷将 Namazu 严密控制，但有时武御雷会看向别处或打瞌睡，然后 Namazu 就会飞走。
Mrs. Nakamura says, ‘long before the ground begins to shake, the cats get the feeling that O-Takemikazuchi has fallen down on his job and Ōnamazu is out and about.
中村夫人说，“早在地面开始震动之前，猫们就感觉到大武一一在工作中摔倒了，而大真则出去了。”
The cats feel everything but know nothing.
猫能感觉到一切，但却一无所知。
People, on the other hand.
另一方面，人们。
What is knowing but a feeling?’
除了感觉之外还有什么是知道呢？
René Descartes, or may we blame Plato, thought animals are machines incapable of intention and adapted response.
勒内·笛卡尔（René Descartes），或者我们可以责怪柏拉图，认为动物是没有意图和适应性反应的机器。
Animal behaviour is automatism: your cat is an algorithm.
动物的行为是自动的：你的猫是一种算法。
The only animal endowed with subjectivity is you.
唯一被赋予主观性的动物是你。
Animals themselves object to this proposition.
动物本身反对这个提议。
If you look at animal conduct and refuse to arrive at the parsimonious conclusion that what you are looking at can always be reduced to the automated conduct of an algorithm, you come upon the objection of the animal mind, which begins with intention.
如果你观察动物行为并拒绝得出这样的简约结论：你所看到的总是可以简化为算法的自动行为，那么你就会遇到动物思维的反对，而动物思维始于意图。
The mammologist, George Schaller, thinks that lions, at least, have a sense of history and base leonine action in the present upon what they know about the past.
哺乳动物学家乔治·夏勒 (George Schaller) 认为，狮子至少具有历史感，并且根据它们对过去的了解，在当前采取行动。
In the Masai lands straddling the border between Tanzania and Kenya, Schaller observes a lion previously expelled from a pride for killing a cub.
在横跨坦桑尼亚和肯尼亚边境的马赛人土地上，夏勒观察到一头因杀死幼崽而被狮群驱逐的狮子。
When the lion attempts to return to the pride two years after the crime, he is met with refusal and outright hostility from all who witnessed what occurred as well as those who were not there but who appear to have been told about it or they do what the elders who do remember tell them to do.
案发两年后，当这头狮子试图返回狮群时，他遭到了所有目击者的拒绝和公然的敌意，以及那些不在现场但似乎已被告知的人，或者他们做了记得的长辈告诉他们要做的事情。
Whales clear out once the news of human predation reaches them and it is clear they have been told.
一旦人类捕食的消息传到鲸鱼那里，它们就会立即逃走，而且很明显它们已经被告知了。
Woodpeckers shorten and smooth out twigs until the twig suits an intention, and it is likely that, like human beings, woodpeckers have some category of twig in their minds and a kind of taxonomy of twig sizes and uses.
啄木鸟会缩短和平滑树枝，直到树枝符合意图，并且很可能像人类一样，啄木鸟的头脑中也有某种树枝类别以及树枝尺寸和用途的分类法。
Animals living in relationship to human beings frequently demonstrate an intention to resist the relationship or to modify it.
与人类生活在一起的动物经常表现出抵制或改变这种关系的意图。
Aunty Olga’s cows refuse to give milk or contrive to poop in their milk if they feel disrespected, called in too early or too late, inadequately flattered before work begins on their teats.
奥尔加阿姨的奶牛如果感到不受尊重、被叫得太早或太晚、在乳头工作开始前没有得到充分的奉承，就会拒绝喂奶或在牛奶中拉便便。
The cat comes home with an entire roast chicken still warm in her mouth.
猫回家时嘴里还含着一整只烤鸡。
She deposits it on the kitchen table and for days she refuses to eat anything else until presented with the carcass picked clean at which time, she curls her tail into a question mark and lets me know she intends to eat tuna in aspic tonight.
她把它放在厨房的桌子上，几天来她拒绝吃任何其他东西，直到把清理干净的尸体呈现出来，这时她把尾巴卷成一个问号，让我知道她今晚打算吃肉冻金枪鱼。
A horse kicks its abusive master to death.
一匹马将虐待它的主人踢死。
Elephants wreck a construction camp set up to build a road through their territory.
大象毁坏了一个为修建穿过它们领地的道路而设立的建筑营地。
Laboratory animals move to the back of their cages to avoid the hands of scientists and have to be persuaded out.
实验动物搬到笼子后面以避免科学家的手，并且必须被说服离开。
Dogs intervene in domestic arguments between humans.
狗介入人类之间的家庭争吵。
A little Cairn terrier lies down on the end of his leash on a hot day and ignores all pleas to walk Oscar, come on Oscar, and the little dog will not move and has to be carried home to the climate control.
大热天，一只小凯恩梗躺在皮带末端，无视所有遛奥斯卡的请求，来吧奥斯卡，这只小狗不会动，必须被带回家到气候控制室。
A cat sits right over your malignant tumour and purrs and lets her body heat onto it until you feel almost better.
一只猫坐在你的恶性肿瘤上方，发出咕噜声，让她的身体在肿瘤上加热，直到你感觉好一点。
I have, however, read that in an effort to fend off a rival who is not there, robins will attack empty air; what does the robin see?
然而，我读到，为了抵御不存在的对手，知更鸟会攻击空中；知更鸟看到了什么？
Animal intentionality does not mean animals see and do the world in the same way human beings see and do the world.
动物意向性并不意味着动物以人类看待和做事的方式看待和做事世界。
Animal intentionality does not even mean that lions and milking cows and whales in the North Atlantic and a lab rat and a dog and a cat and robins see and do the world in the same way.
动物意向性甚至并不意味着北大西洋的狮子、奶牛和鲸鱼以及实验鼠、狗、猫和知更鸟以同样的方式看待和做事世界。
Every species of animal appears to have its own way of seeing and managing things, of being in the world.
每种动物似乎都有自己看待事物、管理事物和存在于世界的方式。
The Japanese Ministry of the Environment announced that in future disasters, pets and farm animals are to, as much as possible, evacuate with what the ministry called, their guardians .
日本环境省宣布，在未来发生灾难时，宠物和农场动物应尽可能与环境省所谓的“监护人”一起撤离。
This announcement does not create rights for animals, the ministry said, be assured, the right is for the guardians only, and, in any case, it is not a right but a guideline .
该公告并未为动物创造权利，该部表示，请放心，该权利仅适用于监护人，并且无论如何，这不是一项权利，而是一个指导方针。
We can’t have rights of animal evacuation, said officials of the Japan Veterinary Medical Association, talking about animals and rights together will only cause trouble, by which the vets meant that animal rights talk leads to talk about animals having subjectivity just like you and I have subjectivity, by which I mean we experience, observe, use, and evaluate relationships and objects to create the world in which we be.
日本兽医协会的官员表示，我们不能拥有动物撤离的权利，同时谈论动物和权利只会带来麻烦，兽医们的意思是，谈论动物权利会导致谈论动物具有主观性，就像你我一样具有主观性，我的意思是我们体验、观察、使用和评估关系和物体来创造我们所处的世界。
‘Do you have subjectivity?’ I say to the retired breeding cat with the pearly coat who has always been able to make me feel evaluated and used and loved .
“你有主观性吗？”我对那只退休的珍珠毛种猫说，它总是能让我感受到被评价、被利用、被爱。
She is very sick now, not long to go.
她现在病得很重，离去的时间不远了。
She gives me a nuclear eye, which I take to mean, wtf is subjectivity at a time like this, and she sits on my heart and blinks at me like taking snapshots to keep for the future.
她给了我一个核眼，我认为这意味着，在这样的时候，这就是主观性，她坐在我的心上，对我眨眼，就像拍快照以供将来使用。
Roberto Marchesini thinks all animals experience, observe, use, and evaluate relationships and objects to create the world.
罗伯托·马尔切西尼认为所有动物都会体验、观察、使用和评估关系和物体来创造世界。
Even insects, who are often the least of animals to us, barely alive, let alone subjective, do it, though not as human beings or many other animals do it, out of stimulus and response.
即使是昆虫，对我们来说往往是最小的动物，几乎没有生命，更不用说主观了，也会出于刺激和反应而这样做，尽管不像人类或许多其他动物那样。
Instead, insects create the world through unconscious mappings of connections which they manage flexibly so that the map can be an environment, a place, a target, or an operative scheme, as required.
相反，昆虫通过无意识的连接映射来创造世界，它们灵活地管理这些连接，以便根据需要，该地图可以是环境、地点、目标或操作方案。
I mention insect subjectivity because it is hard to get your head around it and that hard-to-get-your-head-around condition is one of the things shaping how human beings think of and handle animals.
我提到昆虫的主观性是因为它很难让你头脑清醒，而这种难以头脑清醒的状况是影响人类如何看待和对待动物的因素之一。
Animal subjectivity can’t be human subjectivity and yet, we assess animal subjectivity or not, mostly not, using terms devised for understanding human beings.
动物的主观性不可能是人类的主观性，然而，我们评估动物的主观性与否，大多不是，使用为理解人类而设计的术语。
Liquify the terms, Marchesini says, and come up with different measurements for different subjectivities.
马尔切西尼说，液化这些术语，并针对不同的主观性提出不同的衡量标准。
Care: Before Angelina fell ill with spinning disease, she hatched seventy-seven eggs and then proceeded to eat the infants one by one until I put a stop to it.
护理：在安吉丽娜患上旋转病之前，她孵化了七十七个蛋，然后开始一只一只地吃掉婴儿，直到我阻止它。
Harry said, ‘she’s eating her children for fuck’s sake, are you sure you want to have that kind of creature in the house?’ In the numinous streams and warm pools of the Amazon and Orinoco basins and the Guiana Shield, which are the natural homelands of what we call angelfish, Angelina would not have created a world that included eating her own offspring.
哈利说，“她他妈的正在吃她的孩子，你确定要在家里养这种生物吗？”在亚马逊河、奥里诺科盆地和圭亚那地盾的神秘溪流和温暖的池塘里，这些都是我们所说的神仙鱼的天然家园，安吉丽娜不会创造一个包括吃自己后代的世界。
Wild angelfish are affectionate and attentive carers of their children, but most female angelfish in captivity will try to eat their young as eggs or fry, and as they eat, the proper subjectivity of angelfish appears in its absence.
野生神仙鱼是它们孩子的深情和细心的照顾者，但大多数圈养的雌性神仙鱼会尝试吃掉它们的幼崽，当它们吃东西时，神仙鱼适当的主观性就会消失。
Longing which is a form of desire may also be a condition of subjectivity and, in dogs, also appears in its negation: The dog that is allowed to go out and might get cut, or get thorns, is happier than a dog that’s just shut inside and not allowed to run around and scrap through the bush.
渴望是欲望的一种形式，也可能是主观性的一种条件，对于狗来说，也出现在它的否定中：被允许出去并可能被割伤或被刺的狗比一只被关在里面、不被允许在灌木丛中乱跑和撕扯的狗更快乐。
When an animal is put in a position where the expression of its desire is blocked or taken away from it, then it starts to visit harm on itself, biting itself, hitting itself against the wall or barrier, licking too much, to the point of giving itself sores.
当动物的欲望表达受到阻碍或被剥夺时，它就会开始伤害自己，比如咬自己、撞墙或障碍物、舔太多，甚至让自己生疮。
Interpretation: My cat must interpret both his phylogenetic identity as feline and his identity as my cat.
解释：我的猫必须将他的系统发育身份解释为猫科动物，并将他的身份解释为我的猫。
If he now interprets kissing me on the lips as a characteristic of ‘my cat’ but not of being feline that is because he knows who he is in the world and adjusts the world accordingly.
如果他现在将亲吻我的嘴唇解释为“我的猫”的特征，而不是猫科动物的特征，那是因为他知道自己在世界上是谁，并相应地调整世界。
Without animal alterity, human civilization might not exist in the way it now exists, we could not be what we are and certainly not who we are.
如果没有动物的异性，人类文明可能不会以现在的方式存在，我们不可能成为现在的样子，当然也不会成为现在的样子。
Yet, we have estranged ourselves from the animals who make us.
然而，我们已经与创造我们的动物疏远了。
We have fallen in love with combustion and out of love with the reality of the Umwelt which is that human and nonhuman animals already live and belong together in one world, on a single planet, and our shared home casts us all into interaction and exchange within the same frame of reference.
我们爱上了燃烧，却失去了对环境现实的热爱，即人类和非人类动物已经生活在同一个世界、同一个星球上，属于同一个世界，我们共同的家园使我们所有人在同一参照系内互动和交换。
I might know every cat and every dog in my short street.
我可能认识我那条短短的街道上的每只猫和每只狗。
I am on how-are-you terms with six crows, five magpies, and seven brush-tailed possums.
我正在和六只乌鸦、五只喜鹊和七只刷尾负鼠打招呼。
Tribes of rainbow lorikeets just pass through.
彩虹澳洲鹦鹉部落刚刚经过。
All we have between us is: they squawk and I raise my eyebrows, but, even so, there is relationship in that.
我们之间的一切就是：他们大声叫喊，我扬起眉毛，但即便如此，这里面还是有关系的。
Two pied currawongs from a local mob raise chicks in the same tree every year.
当地暴民的两只花斑雀鸟每年都会在同一棵树上养育雏鸟。
A rat family lives in the embankment beneath my home where they enjoy a better view of the river than is available to me.
老鼠一家住在我家下面的堤坝上，他们在那里可以看到比我更好的河流景色。
There is a female redback spider in an empty garden pot.
一个空的花盆里有一只雌性赤背蜘蛛。
She no longer shrinks back when I peer in and say good evening.
当我凝视着她说晚安时，她不再退缩。
I carefully withhold the account of how I ate one of her kind in the garden across from the beach at Currarong when I was three, then vomited it onto my onesie.
我小心翼翼地隐瞒了自己三岁时如何在库拉隆海滩对面的花园里吃了一只她的同类，然后把它吐到我的连体衣上。
My mother looked at the remains of spider abdomen on my chest, still lustrous black and that single dot of crimson like good jewellery, and the story, which I do not remember, is that she said, ‘how on earth did that get there?
我母亲看着我胸口留下的蜘蛛腹部残骸，仍然乌黑发亮，还有那一点深红色，就像上好的珠宝，故事情节，我不记得了，是她说的，‘那东西到底是怎么到那里的？
Did you eat it?
你吃了吗？
You silly thing.
你这个傻东西。
Are you trying to turn into a spider?
你想变成蜘蛛吗？
What next?
接下来怎么办？
Redbacks are not food, are they Ev.’ This to my father’s mother, who was there and looking disgusted.
赤背鱼不是食物，是吗？”这是对我父亲的母亲说的，她当时就在场，看上去很厌恶。
‘Nor are spiders our neighbours,’ my mother added, causing my grandmother to estimate the intelligence of what had been said with a turn of her indelibly painted lips.
“蜘蛛也不是我们的邻居，”我母亲补充道，这让我祖母转动她涂着不可磨灭的嘴唇的动作，估测了她所说的话的智慧。
‘I’m not sure, Rene, that I like the idea of eating the Skeers family any more than I like the idea of eating a redback spider,’ my father’s mother said.
“雷内，我不确定我是否喜欢吃斯基尔斯家族的食物，就像我喜欢吃红背蜘蛛一样，”我父亲的母亲说。
‘Oh, you know what I mean, Ev,’ my mother said.
“哦，你知道我的意思，伊芙，”我母亲说。
‘Spiders are not a part of normal life.’ What does that mean?
“蜘蛛不属于正常生活。”这是什么意思？
Before Descartes and his animals-are-automata and only-humans-have-consciousness formulation, the Humanists of the early Renaissance did not think animals are human beings, but they did think the cosmos itself is an animal; they did think that divine wisdom might come as a dragon, a sphinx, a serpent, or a lamb.
在笛卡尔和他的动物是自动机和只有人类有意识的表述之前，文艺复兴早期的人文主义者并不认为动物是人类，但他们确实认为宇宙本身是动物；他们确实认为神圣的智慧可能以龙、狮身人面像、蛇或羔羊的形式出现。
Early Renaissance painters put animal heads on three of the Four Evangelists.
文艺复兴早期的画家在四位福音传教士中的三人身上画上动物头像。
Pope Alexander VI had his Vatican apartments decorated with pictures showing bull worship; he thought Apis the bull deity was a predecessor of Jesus Christ.
教皇亚历山大六世在梵蒂冈的寓所里装饰了公牛崇拜的图画；他认为公牛神阿匹斯是耶稣基督的前身。
To go into the future with animals, we might need to recover a form of totemism not unrelated to this.
为了与动物一起进入未来，我们可能需要恢复一种与此不无关系的图腾崇拜形式。
Marchesini advises zoo-mimesis, by which he does not mean an impossible human copying or appropriation of animal being and comportment but an interpretation that has the potential to transform one’s own being through reflection.
马尔切西尼建议动物模仿，他所说的动物模仿并不是指人类不可能复制或挪用动物的存在和行为，而是一种有可能通过反思改变人自身存在的解释。
That Boeing 787 Dreamliner you fly to LAX is a very far downstream human interpretation of bird subjectivity begun by some ancient human who contemplated albatrosses floating above an Hawai’ian beach or swifts doing their whistling aerobatics along the Adriatic cliffs of the Gargano and thought, that could be me.
你飞往洛杉矶国际机场的那架波音 787 梦想客机是人类对鸟类主观性的一种非常下游的解释，由一些古代人类开始，他们想象着信天翁漂浮在夏威夷海滩上空或雨燕沿着加尔加诺的亚得里亚海悬崖做着呼啸的特技飞行，然后想，那可能就是我。
Human bodies in flight are zoo-mimetic performances of animal self, results of human longing to interpret flight for ourselves.
飞行中的人体是动物自我的动物园模仿表演，是人类渴望为自己解释飞行的结果。
No matter how dreary flying can sometimes seem, and how ordinary, every time you soar above the clouds, you enact an ancestor’s longing to fly, her yearning to transform the range of human being and extend the quality of human identity by doing bird .
不管飞行有时看起来多么沉闷，多么平凡，每次你翱翔在云层之上，你都在演绎着祖先对飞翔的渴望，她渴望通过做鸟来改变人类的范围，扩展人类身份的品质。
The deer dances of the Yoeme people in Sonora appear now as entertainment, and they are that, but the dancers’ zoo-mimesis of white-tailed deer is also a way of dancing human beings into transformation, into the perspective of the deer.
索诺拉州约梅人的鹿舞现在看来是一种娱乐，而且确实如此，但舞者对白尾鹿的动物园模仿也是一种使人类通过舞蹈转变、进入鹿的视角的方式。
The dance creates a world in which deer being and human being function reciprocally, they flow into one another.
舞蹈创造了一个鹿与人相互作用、相互流动的世界。
Bronwyn announced an intention to enter the Chameleons drag performance talent show that June with a lip-synch of Dionne Warwick doing Burt Bacharach’s ‘A House is Not a Home’.
布朗温宣布打算参加六月的变色龙变装表演才艺表演，并与迪翁·沃里克对口型表演伯特·巴卡拉克的《房子不是家》。
These days, a cisgender straight woman doing trans work might be called ‘cultural appropriation’ and even back then, Big Denise said, ‘I’m not being stroppy, Bron, but are you trying to take the piss out of us?
如今，从事跨性别工作的顺性别异性恋女性可能会被称为“文化挪用”，甚至在那时，大丹尼斯就说，“我不是脾气暴躁，布朗，但你是想惹我们生气吗？”
And don’t ask for either my eyelashes or my orange and black crepe sheath to do it in, and don’t whine if everybody laughs at you.’ Bronwyn had her own eyelashes and asked for Little Carol’s silver lamé, which, on the night, made her look like a sparkling sausage, gesticulating in the spotlight, her glittering lips moving about a second behind each of Dionne Warwick’s words and setting off asynchrony in the lip-synch and an opportunity to jeer and laugh all the way through.
不要要求我的睫毛或我的橙色和黑色绉纱护套来做这件事，如果每个人都嘲笑你，也不要发牢骚。”布朗温有自己的睫毛，并要求小卡罗尔的银色金属丝，在晚上，这让她看起来像一根闪闪发光的香肠，在聚光灯下打着手势，她闪闪发光的嘴唇在迪昂·沃里克的每句话后面移动大约一秒钟，引发了整个场景的异步性。对口型和自始至终嘲笑和大笑的机会。
A chair is not a chair, we sang, standing up, but when Bronwyn came back to our table with the pink sash for Best Effort, oh, how we loved her for doing us, for her trans-mimetic performance.
“椅子不是椅子”，我们站起来唱道，但是当布朗温带着“尽力而为”的粉色腰带回到我们的桌子旁时，哦，我们多么爱她为我们做的事，爱她跨性别模仿的表演。
The following June, she married an American corporal she had met at Whisky a Go Go while he was on R&R in Sydney from the war in Vietnam.
第二年六月，她嫁给了一位美国下士，她是在 Whiskey a Go Go 认识的，当时他正在悉尼休养生息。
She moved to Tuba City and took the Navajo name, Haloke, which means salmon .
她搬到了图巴市，并取了纳瓦霍语名字“Haloke”，意思是“鲑鱼”。
‘Fish is fish,’ Big Denise said when the letter came.
“鱼就是鱼，”收到信后大丹妮丝说道。
My stepfather watches our rented Pye twenty-three inch black and white television in January 1966, only for the school holiday, and he sees Yolngu men dancing in far northern Australia, and he says, ‘look at them.
1966 年 1 月，我的继父在学校放假时观看了我们租来的 Pye 23 英寸黑白电视机，他看到雍古族男人在澳大利亚北部遥远的地方跳舞，他说，“看看他们。”
They’re nothing better than bloody animals,’ and he uses a word unforgettable and unrepeatable anywhere, he uses a word which might once have meant elder brother in Java but has been weaponized and turned into a crude racial epithet in some lexical migration south, he doesn’t mean brother, he doesn’t mean any kind of kinship, and he gets up and changes to the commercial channel and Gunsmoke , and I am relieved he is not firing wounding words at me.
他们只不过是血腥的动物而已。”他用了一个令人难忘且在任何地方都无法重复的词，他用的这个词在爪哇语中可能曾经意味着“哥哥”，但在南方的一些词汇迁移中已经被武器化并变成了粗鲁的种族绰号，他的意思不是“兄弟”，他不是指任何形式的亲属关系，然后他起身转向商业频道和“枪烟”，我很欣慰他没有向我发射伤人的话。
The Yolngu men on television are dancing kangaroo.
电视上的雍古人正在跳袋鼠舞。
I’ve been told Yolngu people dance kangaroo before they begin the hunt for kangaroo, which is never open slather, that the Yolngu dance is mimesis of the kangaroo body and of kangaroo culture , not dancing to become kangaroo in some shamanic way but to summon the intrinsic kangaroo characteristics of Yolngu people into the frame.
有人告诉我，雍古人在开始捕猎袋鼠之前会跳袋鼠舞，这种狩猎从来不会公开进行，雍古人的舞蹈是对袋鼠身体和袋鼠文化的模仿，不是以某种萨满教的方式跳舞成为袋鼠，而是将雍古人固有的袋鼠特征召唤到框架中。
After dancing, the hunters go out, kill, and eat, then wait until the balance has been restored and then they dance once more, and kill, and eat again and, if the kangaroo do not like it, if there is drought, too many taken already, we would rather not deal with loss at this time, or they move elsewhere for sweeter grass, the Yolngu wait for the kangaroo to return, and when they do, the men dance kangaroo again and even in-between.
跳舞结束后，猎人出去，杀戮，吃东西，然后等到平衡恢复后，他们再跳舞，杀戮，再吃东西，如果袋鼠不喜欢它，如果干旱，已经捕获了太多，我们宁愿此时不处理损失，或者他们搬到别处寻找更甜的草，雍古人等待袋鼠回来，当他们回来时，人们再次跳袋鼠舞，甚至在中间。
Vivian Blaxell grew up poor and religious in the 1950s and early 1960s in Wagga Wagga.
维维安·布莱克塞尔 (Vivian Blaxell) 于 20 世纪 50 年代和 60 年代初在沃加沃加 (Wagga Wagga) 长大，一贫如洗，虔诚信仰宗教。
She is a former street kid, teenage sex worker, mental health nurse, and a former professor of history and politics specialising in Japan and East Asia and political philosophy at universities in the United States, Australia, Japan, Turkey, and China.
她曾是一名街头儿童、青少年性工作者、心理健康护士，还曾在美国、澳大利亚、日本、土耳其和中国的大学担任历史和政治学教授，专门研究日本和东亚以及政治哲学。
Vivian is a trans pioneer and elder.
维维安（Vivian）是一位跨性别先驱和长者。
She was one of the first Australians to complete chemical and surgical transition within Australia, and one of the first to speak publicly about it in the language of social justice.
她是第一批在澳大利亚境内完成化学和手术过渡的澳大利亚人之一，也是第一批以社会正义的语言公开谈论这一问题的人之一。
Working with Roberta Perkins and others, Vivian co-founded the Australian Transsexual Association in 1981 and then co-founded Tiresias House, Australia’s first shelter and resource centre for and by trans people, now The Gender Centre in Sydney.
Vivian 与 Roberta Perkins 等人于 1981 年共同创立了澳大利亚变性人协会，随后共同创立了澳大利亚第一个为跨性别者提供庇护和资源的 Tiresias House，即现在的悉尼性别中心。
Vivian has written and published short stories, scholarly essays, personal essays, and reportage in a variety of publications.
维维安撰写并在各种出版物上发表短篇小说、学术论文、个人论文和报告文学。
Most recent is ‘The Disappointments’, which appeared in Overland in February 2021, and which, along with ‘Nuclear Cats’, is intended as part of a large autobiographical essay project structured as dérive of the mind.
最近的一篇是《失望》，它于 2021 年 2 月发表在《Overland》上，它与《核猫》一起，旨在作为一个大型自传体论文项目的一部分，该项目的结构是心灵的驱动。