And America, too, is a delusion, the grandest one of all. The white race believes—believes with all its heart—that it is their right to take the land. To kill Indians. Make war. Enslave their brothers. This nation shouldn’t exist, if there is any justice in the world, for its foundations are murder, theft, and cruelty.

美国也是一个幻觉，是所有幻觉中最伟大的一个。白种人相信——全心全意地相信——他们有权夺取土地。杀死印第安人。发动战争。奴役他们的兄弟。如果世界上有任何正义，这个国家就不应该存在，因为它的基础是谋杀、盗窃和残忍。

Freedom was a thing that shifted as you looked at it, the way a forest is dense with trees up close but from outside, from the empty meadow, you see its true limits. Being free had nothing to do with chains or how wide your cage was.

自由是一种当你看着它时会变化的东西，就像森林近距离看时树木茂密，但从外面，从空旷的草地上看，你看到它的真正界限。自由与锁链或你的笼子有多宽无关。

The world may be mean, but people don’t have to be, not if they refuse.

世界可能是卑鄙的，但人们不必如此，如果他们拒绝的话。

If you want to see what this nation is all about, you have to ride the rails. Look outside as you speed through, and you’ll find the true face of America.

如果你想看看这个国家的本质，你必须乘坐铁路。当你快速穿过时，看看外面，你会发现美国的真实面貌。

The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes.

世界上充满了显而易见的事物，却没有人注意到。