Olympic Police Says: No Tricks!

So how exactly is the Beijing police force supposed to tackle those thousands of (potentially criminal) foreigners expected to invade the city for the Beijing Olympics? Easy, teach them English! According to the Insider’s Guide to Beijing, these are genuine excerpts from the police handbook Olympics Security English. Read, enjoy, and don’t say that the guys aren’t trying their best.

Dialogue: Stopping a Stolen Car

Policeman: I’m afraid we can’t let you go until we clear up this matter.

Foreigner: You’re violating my human right. I protest!

Policeman: No tricks! Don’t move!

Foreigner: What lousy luck!

Policeman: We’ve determined that there is no such man as Jiangwei in Qianmen Hotel. The owner of this car is a man from Beijing, who’s just found his car stolen and reported the case to the police.

Foreigner: How absurd! This is not a stolen car!

Policeman: Come along with us to the Administration Division of Aliens for further questioning.

 

Pattern Drills:

Police: Are you carrying any (dangerous articles / weapons / contraband / illegal drugs) ?

Foreigner: Of course not.

Police: But this (looks like a bomb / looks like an explosive / looks like cocaine / smells like marijuana).

 

Dialogue: At the Lost and Found Office

Police: Here is your wallet. Please sign your name of the Report on Lost Article.

Foreigner: All right. It’s really incredible! A lost wallet can be recovered. Only in Beijing can this be possible! 

 

So foreigners, beware! One dirty trick and you’ll end up at the Administration Division of Aliens.

 

 

 

 

Office Pet: Dead or Alive?

The Office Pet is still there. I was getting some tea and I stared at the poor thing for five minutes. It didn’t move.

This explains why I didn’t spot it any of the other zillion times I went in and out of the kitchen - it is just floating around completely motionless, probably bored into its coma-like state.
Mentioned the poor bastard to a colleague who suddenly got a worried look on her face, saying that she too had thought about fixing a nicer place for it. So maybe I’m not alone.

In fact, perhaps the entire office is genuinely concerned about this turtle in a jar on top of the office fridge.

More disturbing is a new breed of office pets, announcing its presence this morning. Stepping out of the elevator the first thing I see is a cockroach the size of a bloody banana. Lying on its back, I’m not sure if it was dead or just having a rest. I swear, this thing was so huge that I’d not be surprised if it would come to my desk, borrow my phone and order some take away.

He’s probably playing Mahjong with the drivers during lunch breaks. 

China: The Best Solution for Africa?

Had the pleasure of listening to Dr. Jeffrey D. Sachs, considered to be one of the leading economic advisors of his generation, as he gave a short talk on the modest subject "China and the World".

Quite refreshing to hear his thoughts on China’s involvment in Africa, arguing that it’s probably the best thing that happened to Africa in years. Why? Dr Sachs listed three challenges for Africa, where they can learn from China’s experience as a developing country.

Green revolution         

Health revolution

Connectivity revolution

All these three fields are based on public investment. China’s development was based on the same three pillars. They turned the agriculture around, provided healthcare and have spent enormous amount of energy to connect all the regions in China.  But for China, private investment and globalization was the final boost. Perhaps, Sachs argues, can China now provide this investment in Africa.

Dr. Sachs also welcomed China’s involvement in Africa as healthy competition to Europe and the States, who both spent so much time in Africa without really achieving anything. Don’t shoot the messenger, that’s what the man said.

And you gotta listen to a guy who managed to turn a book entitled "The End of Poverty" into a major bestseller.

Battle Between Giants

Reporting in Chinese media reminds me of an eternally optimistic mum, commenting every failure, hardship or disappointment of her children with a cheerful ‘Well! I’m sure it’s all for the best and wasn’t the weather lovely after all?’

Amused myself by comparing the headlines in International Herald Tribune and China Daily after the US-China economic talks. ‘Limited Steps on Opening Chinese’ market vs. ‘Strategic Talks a Complete Success’. Guess which is which

The Americans are still frustrated over the slow appreciation of the Yuan, claiming that its value is kept artificially low to stimulate Chinese exports and hinder imports to China from the US and Europe. Then again, the Economist argues in its latest issue that a faster appreciation of the Yuan would do more harm than good to the US economy.

For even if Hollywood could sell their DVDs at full price in China, who would be able to afford them? And who would it hit the hardest if WalMart has to raise their prices as the Yuan goes up?

Blog News

China apparently backs away from a previous proposal to make it obligatory for bloggers to use their real names.
Instead they will promote a "self discipline code" (sic!) to encourage bloggers to register under their real names.

Can’t wait to read that one…

Peanuts

Sometimes China has an undeserved reputation for bad service.
Sometimes not.

Recently dad went to a bar with a friend and ordered a beer. The waitress showed up with two beers and a small bowl of peanuts. They explained that no, they just wanted one beer, please, watching in surprise as she then took off with not only the second beer, but also the peanuts.

Just when they were about to ask if they please could have the peanuts back, the waitress returned with the tiny bowl and placed it on the table.

Looking at it they realized that she had carefully removed exactly half the amount of peanuts, leaving a total of seven for the two friends to fiest upon.

No freebies for cheapskates, obviously.

Family Planning

China’s one child policy is having a hard time, recieving protests from both the highest and the lowest ends of society. 

The Family Planning Agency (yes, there is one) is getting worried that rich families are ignoring the one child policy and raising families with so many as three kids. The wealthy people can easily afford to pay the horrendous fines that comes with having extra babies, plus they can pay for private schooling, private insurance and generally just buy themselves out of the 25-year old one-kid-and-that’s-it system.

More disturbing is that the New York Times reports serious clashes in Guanxi province last week between locals residents and the police after harsh attempts to enforce the birth control policy. Witnesses have posted stories on the internet of families forced to pay "social child-raising fees", their valuables confiscated if they refused, or pregnant women forced to abortion.

Go forth, but do not multiply… 

 


On Beijing Beauty

A leader in China Daily last week protested against that a couple of courtyard houses are about to be torn down in a protected area. Can’t begin to express how heartbreaking it is to see some of the old quarters in Beijing being demolished. Not only are century-old buildings with original architectural features being crushed to grovel. Over-sized roads, skyscrapers, and pompous fake Greek pillars are being built in their stead, keeping nothing of the fantastic small-scale environment that is so lovable and typical of the Beijing hutongs.


On a short visit to Beijing last year I was looking for one of my favourite restaurants and ended up staring at a pile of bricks.
Another guy turned up at the same pile and after a while I asked:’ A restaurant. Used to be right here, right?’
He said: ‘Right. Was looking for that one too. Swear to God, it was here just three months ago’.

We fell silent, gave the pile of bricks a nostalgic look and loomed away.

Believe me, I’m a fan of both modern and historical architecture, but for the past fifteen years the city planners of Beijing seem to have had very little going for them. Looking out the window this very moment this is what I see:

Skyscraper looking like toilet roll with brown lid on top, skyscraper looking like huge parking house with two cranes on top, four East-block style skyscrapers in grayish beige, a brown-and-beige skyscraper with seventies air traffic control tower (or so it seems) on top. And yes, this is a posh part of town.


After a while your vision of what is beautiful and exciting architecture tends to get a bit distorted. Walking home from a couple of friends’ house late last night I stopped to admire a very geometrical framing of an entrance. I found it overwhelmingly appealing, when it hit me that in Berlin or Rome I would discard it as typical neo-fascist style, obsessed with order, deprived of any charm. So now it seems like being in constant chaos is turning me into a fan of nazi-neat symmetry.

Spent the cab ride home worrying about it.

The Office Pets

  Looking for some space in the fridge, I suddenly noticed something moving in a jar, balancing on top of the fridge. For a split second I thought that someone’s old take-away lunch had decided to leave the kitchen by its own force, but giving the thing a second look I noticed that what I was actually looking at was a turtle. A real, living turtle.

Not larger than an egg, the turtle was floating around in its tiny pool, biding its time in the shadow of an abandoned plant, both of  them sharing the same forgotten destiny on the top of the office fridge.

Who left it there? Is it being fed? Why didn’t I see it before? My head made a quick calculation of possible turtle-owners in the office, but thinking of my middle-aged Chinese colleagues, not one of them seem like the kind of person to house a little pet in the office kitchen. This will need some investigation.  

Beijingers in general love their pets, but also seem to have a predisposition to treat them more like room accessories than actual living creatures. If not achiveing anything else in this country, at least I could get a proper aquarium for this guy, and even get him some company just by rounding up some of the goldfishes scattered around the office desks.

Usually, I just avoid looking at them. Bright orange, isolated one by one in their tiny tanks, they are like miniature Guantanamo prisoners of the sea, doomed to a life in isolation in this depressing office landscape.

 

Bon Appetit

My Chinese teacher on strange Western habits.

Teacher: In the West, you just eat one dish, right? One plate each? That’s not much.

Me:  Yes, but on that plate you can have several different sorts of food, like meat, vegetables, potatoes maybe.

Teacher: Ooooh. I see. But just one plate?

Me: Just one plate.

Teacher:Ha ha ha! Yeah, that’s very funny!