Wuxi: Screw Tibet, Where’s My YouTube?

Right now in Red China we can see firsthand the outcome of socialistic policies. All you Americans take note. According to the news we get, the Tibetans are the shitdisturbers, and the Communist Party is the public’s protector, and YouTube is inharmonious.

Why the Reds gotta slaughter all those Tibetans? Are they gonna move on Taiwan next? Just give me back my YouTube and I won’t say nothin’.

March 17, 2008

Wuxi: How We Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Dog

It’s hard to think dialectically about China Triangle living, as even the cons can
be turned into pros. This is one thing you’ll learn if you move to China, that
every crisis provides an opportunity. Here are some of my wife and I’s
observations on what will happen to you if you emigrate to China:

Traffic: Hair-raising for pedestrians. You will develop a unique ability to walk
across traffic with the sleep still in your eyes. After a few taxi/bus rides
you will be numb to drivers’ shortcuts through opposing traffic and other
seemingly jackass moves. I already have dreams about being chased by the Reno
police back home for driving my sedan Chinese-style on Virginia Street.

Scooters: Most are electric which, while better for the air-we-breathe, are
silent projectiles that might bump you unawares. Some of them are “E-bikes”
which have a pedal assist. When the operator is not pedaling the pedals rotate
around the sides of the bike so be careful they don’t brush against you. It’s
kinda like being in the arena during Robot Wars.

Food: Requires bravery, an iron stomach, and an ability to recognize Chinese
characters. Outside of the touristy areas you no longer have pictures on the
menus so this is critical if, for example, you want pork 猪肉 instead of dog 狗肉 , as the left-hand radicals are similar.

Stares: The elderly remember the pre-Tianmen days when foreigners were all
suspect. So they will usually stare at you in public. Everyone else stares for
reasons of curiousity, I suppose. For example, your shopping cart will be
stared at constantly. It’s best just to smile, even if you want to slap them
around like I do when the perves stare at my wife. 你看谁？–, I ask …. who you looking at? Privacy is a little different here.

Garbage: You will find many public spaces are filthy, but private spaces are
spotless. So while you may take off your shoes to enter someone’s home, you can
spit and cough and vomit on the streets without repercussions. Go figure.

Antiquity: The Chinese have historically liked erasing history to modernize, and
this is sometimes depressing. However, you will find some relic
buildings,temples, and etc. tucked away in niches throughout the cities.
Usually, just when we are exasperated with the traffic and the smog and the
crowds of people we find something antiquated to relieve our stress. For
instance, behind a billboard you might find a Ming dynasty bachelor’s garden
with ponds and bridges and a teahouse. Or behind an industrial district you
will find an 88-meter Buddha on top of a hill looking over Lake Tai.

Cost of Living: We are amazed at how far we can stretch our salary. We earn more than an average white-collar worker in Beijing (5000RMB in 2007,
per the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences) and much more than the average
entry salaries of my graduating students. The only hard part, according to my lovely wife, is tempering our western tastes to reap the benefits of our comparatively
princely pay. We should be able to save some money while teaching here, but
are tempted by clothing, electronics, antiques, and other bargains along
the way.

Clothes for Big Men: It is very hard to find clothes or shoes for big or tall men here. Once here, you can always find a tailor to customize your clothes, if you want, however.

March 6, 2008

Wuxi: Instant Coffee Rant (Why the Reds can’t crush U.S., Part 3)

Okay, it’s 9′ oclock in the fucking morning and fireworks are going off like it’s the rape of Nanjing with the Japs invading all over again. What gives here? Why they don’t blow their whole arsenal at midnight? Why couldn’t they put those firecrackers and M-80s to use two weeks ago to clear the road of all the snow they been whinin’ about? Why can’t my powdered coffee mix blend with hot water like instant coffee in the rest of the world? Why is Red China so bass-ackward?

New Year’s day in China. A bit like camping at Burning Man, only no hippies or naked people on bicycles. I’ll take the freaks back home, thank you.

February 6, 2008