the fact of the matter is事实是

Everybody's running around here wondering when the bombs are gonna fall, and the fact of the matter is that the bombs have already fallen. People are running around here dwelling in the 11 th-hour concept... and it's well afternoon. I mean, our thought processes have been totally subverted... by the concepts these people lay before us. By the church, the schools and the media right now. I mean, it's almost impossible to find someone out here... that can think outside of their own caste system right now. I mean, look at this man across the street in a tie. This is a ruling-class man... and he's actually suffering from oxygen deprivation. He's brain-dead. Can I sell you a shirt? You know? And it's like, look at this magazine. Buy this magazine. You might be able to stimulate some thought in yourself... you know, switch your gestalt so that you might have some perception... and be able to see our way out of this. Alleviate suffering, make us enjoy it or something, you know. I mean, we're walking around here right now, and it's really time for us to take action. All right? We're being taxed out of our asses... to pay for a monopoly on guns by people to oppress us already. I'm saying if I'm gonna pay taxes on guns and weapons... that I at least wanna possess them, because I have work for them right now. I have some very serious work for them. Something very permanent about death.

这儿的人都在跑来跑去，琢磨炸弹什么时候落下来，可事实是，炸弹早就落下来了。 人们在这儿跑来跑去，还停留在那个「最后关头」的念头里…… 可这会儿都到下午了。 我是说，我们的思路已经被彻底颠覆了…… 被这些人摆到我们面前的那些概念。 被教会、学校，还有眼下的媒体。 我是说，在这儿几乎找不到一个人…… 找不到一个现在能跳出自己那套等级观念去想事的人。 我是说，看看街对面那个打领带的男人。 这是个统治阶级的人…… 他其实正缺氧呢。他脑子已经死了。 我能卖你件衬衫吗？你懂吧？ 就那样，看看这本杂志。买这本杂志。 你说不定能给自己激发出一点思考…… 你知道，换一种看事情的框架，好让你有点觉察…… 好能看清我们怎么从这局面里走出去。 减轻痛苦，让我们享受它什么的，你懂吧。 我是说，我们现在就在这儿走来走去，真该采取行动了。 行不行？我们被税抽得屁滚尿流…… 去替那些早就压迫我们的人，养一个枪支垄断。 我是说，既然我要为枪支武器交税…… 那我至少想拥有它们，因为我现在就有活儿要用它们。 我有很要紧的活儿要用它们。和死亡有关，很永久的那种。

I've traveled. And all it is is bad water, bad food, you get sick. You gotta deal with strange people. And when you get back, you can't tell whether it really happened to you... or you just saw it on TV. We finally got out of the terrific heat of the Red Sea into the Indian Ocean. It was just a few degrees cooler. And then as we got toward Bombay, a wonderful thing happened. There was a breeze blowing out to sea. And it brought the scent of spices out to us three miles out from shore. A great wall of incense and spices. And it was as if we were being wafted into shore on a magic carpet. The next person who passes us... will be dead within a fortnight.

我出门走走过。 结果全是脏水、烂饭，你还生病。 你还得应付那些怪人。 等你回来，也说不清那些事到底是不是真发生在你身上…… 还是你只是在电视上看到的。 我们总算从红海那片要命的酷热里出来，进了印度洋。 也就凉了几度而已。 等我们快开到孟买的时候，一件奇妙的事发生了。 有阵风朝海上吹。 把香料的气味送到离岸三英里的我们这儿。 像一堵香火和香料砌成的墙。 就好像我们坐着魔毯，被一路托向岸边。 接下来从我们身边经过的那个人…… 不出两周就会死。