Hu-u-u-u Are You? Hu, Hu, Hu, Hu?
Writing by treason on Friday, 21 of April , 2006 at 12:54 pm
“As you all know, China has, since the late 1970s, gone through major transformations in the process of reform and opening up. In the years to come, China will continue to make economic development a top priority, press ahead with the reform and the opening up program, promote its modernization drive, and endeavor to make life better for its 1.3 billion people.”
– Hu Jintao, 4/20/06
And then Hu quoted Du Fu, the Chinese poet: “Climb up to the summit and see the mountains around and below are we.” But it was probably difficult to hear anything he was saying because of the screaming protester. What a pair of lungs! Well, that’s democracy for you.
A few awkward moments. First, the White House didn’t exactly roll out the big red - no pun intended - carpet. No state dinner - just lunch. Then the Falun Gong protesters. And the little matter of the playing of the national anthems. Before the anthems, a White House announcer referred to China as the “Republic of China.” Uh, actually that would be Taiwan. But a nice reminder that we shouldn’t forget our friends there. (Is it true we played the anthem of the Republic of China, and not the People’s Republic? Nah, can’t be.) A faux pas here, a faux pas there - it doesn’t matter because no one in the People’s Republic got to see them. And it’s not like they can go online for info after the TV signal goes blooey. Well, that’s Communism for you.
Anyway, I think it’s all well and good to have a relationship with China, but I urge a review of the Cultural Revolution. If it’s been a while since you’ve studied it, go back a read a little bit as a refresher.
Spiders and snakes don’t scare me. Wild animals and earthquakes don’t scare me. Horror films and roller coasters don’t scare me. The Cultural Revolution scares the crap out of me.
Jiang Ching, Lin Biao, the Gang of Four…great oogily googily boogily boo!!! I see a picture of Madame Mao and my blood runs cold. Tiny hairs stand up all over my body. My heart pounds. It’s hard to breathe. It’s kinda like…well, it’s kinda like when I see Hillary.
There is a slight resemblance. And I’m not just talkin’ physical.
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