Still in East Asia and before returning to Europe I have decided to throw in a “flow of consciousness” post and, even if it might be tempered by a background and plan of sorts, there will be no real thesis and no attempt to influence the reader’s conclusion. Of course, it is difficult to imagine that he, or she, will perservere with this to the end. However, be that as it may, some guidance will still be offered by way of the writer’s observations and, yes, opionions which, although purely speculative and subjective, are to some extent informed.
Deng Xiao Peng’s road to socialism, or “Socialism with Chinese Characteristics”, is, of course, incongrous at best and, watching it in action, it is a downright affront on marxist theory. Do these idiots really believe that aping an economic model that is based on infinite demand on the planet’s finite resources can lead to anything other than the end of the planet itself, or, in a best-case scenario, to a dystopia which will make 1984 look like a garden party? Of course, it might be better to answer that with two other related questions. Firstly, do they actually have an inkling of marxist theory and secondly, if they have, do they really give a fuck?
The silly bugger, Donald Trump, withdraws from the Paris Accords on climate change and the EU and China have got each other’s backs, or at least that’s what Angela “were selling our cars, emissions and all, in China” would like you to believe. Scepticism should be the order of the day and on scanning an ariticle in yesterday’s ‘South China Morning Post’, under the headline “Mainland Aims to Turn Waste into Fuel”, it is easy to see why with it being pointed out that experts believe the plan “might not be as environmentally friendly as it seems.”
Yes, the huff and puff merchants down ‘Beijing Lu’ are at it again and there was me on the train from Nanjing to Shanghai last year and the little spots of blue sky that interrupted the same 301 kilometre journey in 2008 have all but disappeared. No real questions are being asked and most definitely not in the land of the three wee monkeys, where, zombie-like, the addicted masses unconsciously avoid any cognitive processing of their being in society, as “no news”, wechat messages, and banal games are bombared onto the screens of their phones. With the end of the planet just around the corner, a dystopic brave new world has already arrived.
Still, the “Mao 70% good, 30% bad” crowd have done their job well on the mainland and in Hong Kong the people are being told to celebrate the 68th anniversary of the PRC, even although they, their parents, or grandparents might have actually ran away from there in the first place. Of course, while being swamped by rude mainland tourists might be difficult to ignore, the 68th anniversary of the PRC will be given no, or little, attention by most of the erstwhile British colony’s population. The soundbites and newspeak from Beijing must all seem like a funny joke for many of them.
Indeed, for many of them there are more pressing problems than “Wùwàngguóchǐ“ (“never forget national humiliation”) and, when walking from Whampao MTR station through one of the city’s poorer areas, lots of bent and fragile older people collecting cardboard can be observed as they sink into their own very real humiliation. Neither here, nor in many other areas can it be expected that Carrie Lam’s government will be indulging any experiments that involve a real redistribution of wealth. Then, apart from anything else, that would displease the SAR’s masters in Beijing and might result in the tanks being sent in to clamp down on socialism. Yes, neither Orwell, nor Huxley could’ve written that script.