Tuesday, December 9, 2008
I saw a Maserati in town today
Guess what I saw in downtown Mianyang ? Well of course you know if you read the title a Maserati, that's right a freaking Maserati. I cant tell you the make or model but it certainly makes a Jaguar look like a golf cart and a Mercedes look like a bread van (in China that would be a noodle van). It's a local too, the first 2 symbols of the plate shows it's Sichuan B the Mianyang area.
One doesn't want to engage in baseless stereotyping or unfounded speculation but I believe that I can say that the owner of this car is most certainly a wanker. It's the totally wrong car for the city like this teeming with people trucks bicycles tricycles and scooters. The only purpose of a car like this in a city like Mianyang Sichuan China is to show everybody what a great big rich wanker you are. Nice car though.
I was wondering when I will be seeing any Maseratis in my hometown, Masterton Wairarapa New Zealand ? Unless Peter Jackson decides to buy a few the most likely time for a Maseratis to appear in the Wairarapa will be sometime in the 27th century. This is when (according to my calculations) New Zealand wins World War IX. After which the the savage Bogan warriors and their brutal Gearhead Warlords will return to their ancestral homelands with the booty they sacked from the devastated capitals of Eurasia. Their ox carts will laden with Maseratis Lamborghinis and Ducattis. The Picassos, Rembrants and Van Goghs having long since moldered to dust or burnt for warmth.
It will be a sort of Genghis Khan and Mad Max meet Harley Davidson and Smith&Wesson sort of a deal. Delightful no ?
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Nightlife in Mianyang
So Jack what is there to do in Mianyang city after hours ?
Well actually not a lot considering the size of the city, exactly how big the city is is difficult to say with any degree of accuracy as it is both an urban zone and an administrative region but its certainly the fat end of 1.5 million.
An important thing to keep in mind when talking about or thinking about China is the sheer size of it. Mianyang is a big city but it's not even in the front rank of Chinese cities, it maybe in the second rank but more likely the third. Chengdu the regional capital of Sichuan would be in the first rank at 7 million odd but anywhere else that would be a National capital, but its a weak cousin of Beijing or Shanghai. It's also worth noting that if Sichaun somehow became an independent nation it would be bigger than either Britain or France (and armed with nuclear weapons).
So here I am sitting in Mianyang city which is big enough for a country boy like me. There are a few places to go out get down get funky and/or groovy if that is your desire but it is difficult not economically but culturally, the Chinese have their nightclubs but I generally hate nightclubs even at the best of times they are so loud all the girls cant hear the hilariously witty things I am saying but here there is the added problem that they wouldn't understand them even if they did hear them so its of little use.
The other big deal for the Chinese nightlife is Karaoke ( known here as KTV, karaoke television) which the Chinese lifted from the Japanese via the Koreans and which I also hate. Its not the drunken singing in public like we had back home these Asian Karaoke joints are segregated so each group of drunken fools gets their own little room a with Celine Dions' "My Heart Will Go On" and The Eagles "Hotel California " as the only English options on the play list my chances for drunken tom foolery are drastically reduced.
There is a single foreign bar in town an international bar if you will called "Flags" run by a genuine Englishman and I certainly recommend it if you are in town but as it is a special sort of place I think it deserves its' own blog post so I will pass over it now but will certainly get back to it another time.
So a few weeks ago I finally get to the bar that I have heard about from the other ex-pats and have been eager to see , just to know if the rumours are true and they are.
Mianyangs' 1944 bar.
Now I like themed bars generally its good to see designers getting imaginative and I like World War II, well I don't Like it like it if you get what I am saying, I don't agree with it but I am rather in to it. I read a lot of books and comics watched a lot of movies. I am the guy who can not only tell the difference between the Soviets' T-34/76 tank and the Germans' Panther but which one was better and why.
So I should like 1944, a WWII themed bar. and yet I just can't it's just too creepy, I mean, I love the Irish (my grandma God rest her sweet Catholic soul was of Irish ancestry) and I think I understand the I.R.A. but I'm not going to drink Guiness in an I.R.A. themed pub Saint Patricks' day or not.
How exactly you do a World War themed drinking hole anyway?
Do you come in get a shot of cheap vodka, then get the barman to punch you in the face and burns down you house ?
Actually what you do in China is make half the place look like a movie set bunker and cover the rest with blackand white photos, But get ready for the creepiest bit.....
That's right kiddies "Arbeit Mach Frei" now I don't speak German but I sure as hell knew this phrase it was hanging over the gate of Auchwitz the most infamous of all the Nazi death camps. And here it is above a board of photos of wartime atrocities, (too nasty to show) delightful ! Everytime you think you know something about the Chinese psyche the do something to surprise you. I mean, What the hell were they thinking ?
So I should like 1944, a WWII themed bar. and yet I just can't it's just too creepy, I mean, I love the Irish (my grandma God rest her sweet Catholic soul was of Irish ancestry) and I think I understand the I.R.A. but I'm not going to drink Guiness in an I.R.A. themed pub Saint Patricks' day or not.
How exactly you do a World War themed drinking hole anyway?
Do you come in get a shot of cheap vodka, then get the barman to punch you in the face and burns down you house ?
Actually what you do in China is make half the place look like a movie set bunker and cover the rest with blackand white photos, But get ready for the creepiest bit.....
That's right kiddies "Arbeit Mach Frei" now I don't speak German but I sure as hell knew this phrase it was hanging over the gate of Auchwitz the most infamous of all the Nazi death camps. And here it is above a board of photos of wartime atrocities, (too nasty to show) delightful ! Everytime you think you know something about the Chinese psyche the do something to surprise you. I mean, What the hell were they thinking ?
Sunday, October 26, 2008
What is that you are doing in China anyway ?
Now that I am back in the swing of blogging I had better make up for lost time and cover some of the ground that I have neglected.
Firstly,
"What is it that you are doing in China anyway Jack ?" somebody who gave a damn might ask,
Teaching Chinese kids English, is my reply
"Why do that ?" is the follow up question
"Well they are learning it as an integral part of the Communists' devilishly cunning plan for world domination, and I'm doing it partly because it's a blast and partly because it's part of my fiendishly devilishly cunning plan for world domination, call it a Meta-Trojan horse, I'll infiltrate the infiltrators if you get me.
But officially for the record and as far as anyone down at the P.S.B. ( Public Security Bureau ) knows I am a Foreign Expert Engaged in the Fields of Culture and Education. Oh yes indeed I am the most cultured thing to come out of the Wairarapa since Kingsmeades' Tinui Blue Cheese. (Of course down our way we call it KULT-chaa).
Its strange how being far away from home surrounded by foreigners makes you nostalgic for the taste of home, such as a good Cheese. Checking out the Kingsmeade site made me almost homesick, especially when I saw "Wairarapa Jack" hey that's Me ! "Hard pressed, its' flavor deepens with maturity" that is most definitely me. I don't feel particularly hard pressed right now but those Chinese kids can be rather demanding.
I do 18 classes a week 9 juniors ( aged 10-11) and 9 seniors (aged 17-18) as each class only gets 1 period with me per week and there are about45 kids per class that's about 800 students a week. I feel that my flavor has deepened with maturity, part of that is age but part of that is also China. I feel more confident now about myself and my position in the world, I also seem to have gotten much taller since I came to China. I distinctly remember being of an average sort of height in New Zealand but now I am really quite tall.
My School is called Mianyang Wai Guo Yu Xue Xiao or Mianyang Foreign Language School if you talk foreign. It's new(it opened about 2001) and by New Zealands' standards it's huge about 5000 kids ages from infants to seniors. It's a private school with a lot of modern equipment. They have a swimming pool (I've never seen it used) and they are currently in the process of upgrading all the TVs in the class rooms to huge flat screen plasma types. There are currently 4 foreign teachers in the school, myself an American and two Africans we get on okay.
I have my meals and apartment taken care of by the school for a nominal fee. The wages aren't great by international standards but with the current international financial mess dropping the exchange rates they are actually getting better, I'm living quite comfortably thank you very much.
Just in case you cant read the English versions of the school mottos in the above picture they read;
"Master the culture of East and West" and "Develop Your Own Personality"
Very groovy no ? don't worry there's a lot more where that came from...
Jack is Back !
Yes that's right kids, Jack is back and in full effect.
I could spend a bit of time coming up with some dishonest excuses why in spite of my promises I haven't posted for more than a year. Such excuses would include shifting residences (both countries and several apartments) erratic broadband and the great firewall of China, not to mention a rather difficult 8.0 magnitude earthquake.
All of which are true but the as usual the simplest explanation is usually the best and I will have to put it down to good old laziness. There is another thing too which is a little more difficult to explain, I like the concept of blogs and I really enjoy reading everyone elses' but I have often have a certain reluctance writing them, maybe its a privacy thing but I am sometimes worried about what the people I know will think about what I say about who to whom. Or possibly what I say to whom about what, maybe even whom I say to what about who.
I'm an English teacher now I should know all of this grammar crap, if it wasn't for the spell checkers I wouldn't even be writing intelligible English. In response to this little problem I have come up with a solution that appeals to my somewhat bifurcated world view.
I will simply split my blog in two, posting some sort of content on one and certain styles of content on the other. Think of it as a tangible metaphor of the left brain right brain split, the physiological fact that lies at the center of so much of humanities brilliance and madness.
This blog "East is West" will be the left side, intelligent, insightful and analytic, my other blog "Spaceman Jack" will be the left side, imaginative, creative and holistic
well thats the idea anyway let's see which side will dominate !
I could spend a bit of time coming up with some dishonest excuses why in spite of my promises I haven't posted for more than a year. Such excuses would include shifting residences (both countries and several apartments) erratic broadband and the great firewall of China, not to mention a rather difficult 8.0 magnitude earthquake.
All of which are true but the as usual the simplest explanation is usually the best and I will have to put it down to good old laziness. There is another thing too which is a little more difficult to explain, I like the concept of blogs and I really enjoy reading everyone elses' but I have often have a certain reluctance writing them, maybe its a privacy thing but I am sometimes worried about what the people I know will think about what I say about who to whom. Or possibly what I say to whom about what, maybe even whom I say to what about who.
I'm an English teacher now I should know all of this grammar crap, if it wasn't for the spell checkers I wouldn't even be writing intelligible English. In response to this little problem I have come up with a solution that appeals to my somewhat bifurcated world view.
I will simply split my blog in two, posting some sort of content on one and certain styles of content on the other. Think of it as a tangible metaphor of the left brain right brain split, the physiological fact that lies at the center of so much of humanities brilliance and madness.
This blog "East is West" will be the left side, intelligent, insightful and analytic, my other blog "Spaceman Jack" will be the left side, imaginative, creative and holistic
well thats the idea anyway let's see which side will dominate !
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