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 ?