關於 black boxes for cars ，我們在網路上蒐集到這些相關的討論、資訊與評價

**我的視障旅伴所教我的事 #4
**What I've learned from my blind travel mate #4
「對視障朋友來說，黑人跟白人都長得一樣」：原本我想讓信廷感受到美國是個族群相當多元的社會，結果發現當我刻意去帶信廷分辨不同族群、膚色、宗教信仰時，好像是我一廂情願的「視覺性遊戲」，因為對看不到黑人與白人有什麼差別的信廷，在紐約地鐵列車的密閉空間裡，反而更能夠發掘不同的語言、腔調與口氣，感受到美國的多元文化，我想也許明眼人太容易歸類別人，而視障朋友卻更能把每個人當作獨一無二的個體！3月28日（週二）晚上23:00，公視13台，跟 公視 勝利催落去 一起去美國！
"To a blind person, black and white are just colors.": When we began planning our journey to America, I decided I wanted to show Hsin-ting (my blind travel companion) as diverse picture of America as possible. But the more I highlighted different races, skin colors, religions, the more I realized this is a game that sighted people play. For Hsin-ting, who cannot see the difference between black and white, it was the close confines of the NYC subway cars that enabled him to HEAR the diversity of language and inflection, and to experience the diversity of America. Perhaps sighted people try too hard to put people in boxes? In many ways, if you can’t see, it’s easier to focus on the things we have in common, and to see every single person as unique. Join us for "From Hear to There" as we continue our American adventure, on Tuesday, March 28, at 11pm on PTS Channel 13!
#FromHearToThere
#BlindTravel
#NeverStopLearning

.... and we went outside and found them! Our TV was black and white.
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and we still continued the stunts.
We did not have birthdays parties till we were 21, that is when we started to take noticed of girls.
We have not heard of the word "Bumiputra". We only knew our friends by names. Their parents were Pak Cik and Mak Cik or Uncle and Aunty.
In badminton, we did not change the shuttle as long as it was in flight. Regardless of how many feathers were left in the shuttle, our game continued... but still Wong Peng Soon and Punch Gunalan made us proud in Badminton.
Match-boxes were always "chilly" or "king kong" brand...to own a box of matches from a hotel was something great.
Regardless of whether we could afford one, we always knew Maths tuition was $10.00 a month.
All parties were held in the Town hall.
We felt please to see a policeman and we were always edger to tell police everything we saw.
Morris Minor and Volkswagen beetle were on our roads...driven alongside Kingswood, Vauxhall, Opel and Chyrsler. Executives of companies drove Peugeot 504. Japanese cars were considered "inferior". There were no traffic lights only roundabouts.
The whole kampung came together during kenduris and all took turns to "kacau dodol". Chinese, Indians and Malays were all part of kenduris and all of us spoke Malay.
Our favourite local performer was Rose Chan and the Beatles were the most popular band. John Wayne's westerns on Sunday Cheap Matinees were 25 cent per show.
Malay weddings had joget sessions in the night, it was the only time to ask the Malay lady for a dance.
Ketupat were NEVER plastic wrapped.
Football was played barefooted in torn-filled "padangs", rain or shine... but still Santokh Singh, Soh Chin Ann and Mokhtar Dahari made us proud, we actually beat South Korea in football.
JPJ tests instill fear and were highly respected...
Susu lembu was delivered to our house by our big, friendly and strong "Bayi" on his bicycle. All "jagas" were "Bayi" and no place got robbed.
"Laksa" and "Putu Mayam" man came peddling. "Kacang Puteh" man walked balancing on his head top, 6 compartments of different type of murukus.