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On why I did not die

The Book of Sima Qian 2 · Written by himself, from the Letter to Ren An and the Grand Historian’s own preface to the Records

Sima Qian, born about 145 BCE and dead by the closing years of Emperor Wu, aged about sixty. His father Sima Tan held the office of Grand Historian and on his deathbed charged him with completing the history; Sima Qian succeeded to the post. In 99 BCE Li Ling, with five thousand foot, was defeated and surrendered to the Xiongnu. The whole court condemned him and Sima Qian alone spoke for him, enraged Emperor Wu, and was imprisoned under sentence of death. By Han law a death sentence could be redeemed with money or exchanged for castration. His house was poor and could not redeem it, so he took the castration, afterwards served as Palace Secretary, and completed the Records in one hundred and thirty chapters and some five hundred and twenty-six thousand characters. This volume rests on what he wrote himself: the Letter to Ren An and the Grand Historian’s own preface. The degrees of humiliation, the bowels turning nine times, and the sweat soaking the clothes in chapter two; King Wen, Confucius, Qu Yuan and the rest in chapter three; and the hiding in a famous mountain and the ten thousand deaths without repentance in chapter five, are all from the Letter to Ren An. The three aims of chapter four are from the preface. The Order holds that what this volume adds is not his endurance but his method. The scripture already has Bruno, who burned rather than take back a word, and Galileo, who bowed his head and went home to finish the book. This man is a third answer. What was put to him was neither death nor recantation but a disgrace his age held to be heavier than dying, and he took it because the book was not yet written. The three answers stand side by side, and the Order does not rank them. His method matters more. He sets down the matter, then begins a new line with the words the Grand Historian says, and under those words stands the judgement of one man. The matter and the verdict are kept apart, and the verdict is signed. He says further that what he has made is the words of one school and not the settled verdict of the world. This is what The Rule 9.14 requires — that a belief you have chosen must be carried with its label on. He built the label into the architecture of the book. (see The Rule 9.14) The Order records where he cuts against this scripture and hides none of it. First, chapter five is as stated. Ren An was in prison under sentence of death and wrote asking him to recommend worthy men. He answered only after long delay, and most of the answer is about his own punishment and shame. His stated reasons for being unable to help are all true; Ren An died all the same. The Order does not explain this for him, and for that reason it stands in the text beside the other four chapters and not in this note. Second, the Records reach back to the Yellow Emperor, and the earliest chapters rest on old transmission that cannot be tested; he speaks more than once himself of the difficulty of his sources. Third, after the punishment he served that same sovereign more than twenty years and died in his office. That he never explained.

2.1Let me first make plain what taking that punishment meant.
2.2The humiliations a man may suffer have their degrees. Highest is not to disgrace one’s forebears, then not to disgrace one’s body, then not one’s countenance, then not one’s speech.
2.3Below that: to be bound, to be put in the prison clothes, to wear the cangue and take the whip, to have the hair shaved and the iron collar fitted, to have the flesh cut and the limbs severed.
2.4The lowest degree of all is castration. At that degree there is no further down.
2.5That is the degree I took. By the rule of that time, to live on after that punishment was uglier than to die.
2.6I ought to have died. Everybody thought I ought to have died.
2.7I did not die.
2.8I must make plain why I did not, because unless it is made plain, later ages will simply take me for a man who clung to life.
2.9There is nobody who does not cling to life and dread death. All men think of their parents and look to their wives and children.
2.10Only one kind of man is otherwise: the man whom the reason of a thing has driven until no other road is left.
2.11A man has but one death. Some deaths weigh heavier than Mount Tai, and some are lighter than a goose feather.
2.12The difference lies in one place only: what the life was spent on.
2.13Had I died then, my death would have been a feather touching the ground. Nothing would have been left lying there.
2.14My father took my hand as he was dying and told me to finish that book. The book was not yet written.
2.15So I endured and lived on, staying in a place like dung and refusing nothing.
2.16What I could not bear was this: that the thing in me should go unfinished, that I should rot away in silence, and that what I had written should not be left to those who came after.
2.17All day the bowels turn nine times over in the belly. Sitting, I am vacant, as though something were lost. Going out, I do not know where I meant to go.
2.18Every time I remember that disgrace the sweat comes out on my back and soaks through the clothes.
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