random question
Posted by wangbo in ranting, tilting at windmills on March 6, 2008
Well, not entirely random, but…
Why is blogspot so insanely popular with Kiwi bloggers?
No, really. The overwhelming majority of Kiwis- at least, those in New Zealand- blogging seem to be on blogspot. Alright, I know, it’s free, and we’re a nation of cheap bastards (my Scottish heritage is my excuse, what’s yours?), but blogtown is also free and 100% pure New Zealand and infinitely better (being based on wordpress ‘n all. Blogspot is adequate, but it never impressed me). And there are plenty of other free blog service providers out there.
So come on people, what’s with the blogspot obssession?
And no, this does not stop me checking Kiwi blogs, although it does discourage me. I mean, having to use some kind of proxy or other work around is an extra layer of hassle. But still, lately I have been looking around the Kiwi blogosphere a bit more, and I have to say that the biggest discouragement to reading Kiwi blogs is not the blogspot obssession and the resulting need for some way around the Great Firewall, but the almost complete lack of relevance to my life.
That feels like it should be a bizarre thing to say, but reading posts about grumpy Wellingtonian bus drivers is like, well, reading posts about grumpy Gaborone (what is the adjective?) bus drivers. And yet, Wellington is my hometown, and I know perfectly well every street and location referred to in that post.
And, well, Kiwi politics… Yeah, that’s a bit more relevant, but so much of the discussion is so utterly pathetic.
But still, I do like to keep up to date with goings on in Aotearoa, and blogs are one way of doing that- an increasingly important way, considering the rapid downhill slide of New Zealand’s mainstream media.
But come on New Zealand, tell me: Why the blogspot obssession?
odd inflation
Posted by wangbo in life in Beijing on March 6, 2008
Why, in this time of stupid inflation, are big, brand-name companies able to cut the price of fruit juice drink?
And a related question: Why is it so damn near impossible to buy actual fruit juice in China? You know, the stuff that is simply 100% fruit juice, not a tiny bit of fruit juice mixed in a lot of water, sugar, artificial flavours, preservatives and other additives- and yes, I know that all the big companies make their “100% pure” fruit juice from reconstituted concentrate, and I can’t figure out why, I mean, surely it’s far more efficient to put the juice straight from the fruit into the bottles? Isn’t concentrating it then adding water again before you bottle it adding two unnecessary steps to the production process?
Anyway, twice in two weeks, at two separate supermarkets, I’ve bought large bottles of fruit drink bearing two big brands (I mean, they were of different brands, but both big ones) at prices much lower than I would’ve expected. The first was a 汇源/Huiyuan 2.5 litre bottle of kiwifruit “nectar” for about 11 kuai from the local Jingkelong. That’s only a couple of kuai more than a one litre carton of the same brand. And today, 乐天/Lotte, 3.75 litres, peach “juice drink”, 11.80 kuai, from the local Shouhang, and with similar price comparisons to one litre cartons…
And now, if only those supermarkets would sell something that could legally be labelled “juice”…. I’m not much of a fruit eater, but I do like to have fruit juice around.
Oh, and one thing that really annoys me about this inflation is that the necessary things, like food (apart from fruit drink, obviously) and housing, are getting more expensive, but the completely unnecessary luxuries, cars being the obvious example, are getting cheaper.
And prices are still being kept artificially low on things that really should be much more expensive- water and petrol being the two obvious examples.
further
Posted by wangbo in tilting at windmills on March 5, 2008
Further to yesterday’s little rant and some discussion it sparked: check out this piece. I’m not commenting in any way, just referring you to it, and quoting this little bit I found interesting:
One big theme in this Pentagon report is a continuing “large” increase in Chinese military spending. Large “compared with what?” is the obvious question here — compared with U.S. spending and capability? (Explicitly not the subject of the study, “a Defense official” said.) Compared with their GDP? Compared with their limited previous levels? Compared with what it would take to invade Taiwan? With the concerns, interests, and capabilities of Russia — or Japan? And so on.
2 things
Posted by wangbo in ranting, tilting at windmills on March 4, 2008
- Why does every Al Jazeera article about China- or at least those connected in some way or another with ‘security’ (be it “public security” or “defence” or whatever)- have to accompanied by a photo of People’s Armed Police in or near Tiananmen Square? Serious question. I mean, what message are they trying to subtly insinuate into our consciousness of China?
- Take a look at the little box divvying up countries’ defence expenditure as a percentage of total global defence spending (figures attributed to Stockholm International Peace Research Institute). America wins with a whopping 47.77%, UK comes a very, very, very distant second with 4.83%, France third with 4.61%, then 4.2% followed by China on 4.1%. Of course, these figures are not presented in numerical order, and there could be other countries that should be inserted in the gaps, but still: Do you see why I don’t take any American complaints about China’s defence spending even remotely seriously? Do you see why such complaints send my hypocrisy detector way off the scale and into rehab?
quite a statement
I don’t really have time to go into this, I’m busy sitting in the office thinking maybe I should do something productive, but I was struck by one paragraph in this article:
Climate change has been one of the major sources of violence and instability during most of human history. From the fourth century BC until the battle of Ayn Jalut in 1260, which ended the Mongol Invasion of the middle east, world history was dominated by climate-change wars. For 1,700 years, the drying out of central Asia sent wave after wave of nomads to topple the Roman Empire, unseat Chinese dynasty after dynasty, expel the Byzantine Empire from Asia Minor and finally topple the Arab Caliphate by sacking Baghdad. Attila the Hun and Genghis Khan were propelled onto the world scene by climate change.
Oh, really? This is the first time I’ve ever read anything blaming all those migrations and wars on climate change. I dunno, maybe it’s right, but I suspect that perhaps if climate change did play a role, it was one of many factors.
fair’s fair
Well, I suppose now that some of my students know about this blog and may even be reading it, and especially considering I asked them if they wrote their own blogs in English, I should probably get back into the habit of writing regularly in Chinese.
Oh, and there’s that small matter of the HSK, for which I will need to be able to write- like write properly, with a pen, and not constantly checking half-forgotten characters in a dictionary or on a cellphone or computer.
Fair’s fair.
So, welcome, my students, assuming any of you did actually bother to check that address I gave you yesterday.
oh dear
It seems some people in New Zealand dial 111, the emergency number, for the weirdest or stupidest of reasons. I mean, apart from hoax calls and other childish pranks. I mean, really, you need help threading a needle, and fast, because you’re already running late for your garden party, so who do you call? The police? Probably not the best option… But it’s the last entry on this list that really takes the cake:
* A man rang to say there was a cow at his letterbox – and he was scared.
Ah, yes, those Kiwi cows can be terrifying, especially when they’re standing beside a letterbox. Nothing worse than a Kiwi cow going postal.
wanderings, subway ramblings and a dangerous market
Posted by wangbo in life in Beijing on March 2, 2008
So yesterday afternoon, while lzh was still out somewhere, probably feeding her brother before making sure he could find his way to Deshengmen and get the right bus back to Yanqing, I suddenly decided what I needed most was fresh air and exercise. So I turned the computer off, grabbed shoes, wallet, cellphone, keys and a jacket, and walked out.
I wandered down the lane- 磨房中街/Mofang Zhongjie (Mill Middle Street), I think it’s called- that runs westwards from Xidawang Lu to Wusheng Lu just north of our estate, and was reminded once again that whoever’s in charge of the free shuttle buses at the nearest Walmart seems to have a couple of screws loose. Either that or they drew up their shuttle bus routes while sitting down to dinner and getting stuck into the baijiu in the staff cafeteria with only a map- and all maps of Beijing have a little bit of vagueness built into them- to base their bus routes on, and never went out to actually have a look at the streets they would be sending their drivers down. Or both.
Well, sure, it’s possible, indeed not even difficult, to drive a bus down that lane. In fact, there is often a tour coach parked halfway down. But considering the antics that the drivers of even very small cars have to go through to work their way round the masses of pedestrians, cyclists, tricycles and various similar contraptions, parked vehicles of every kind, and oncoming traffic, it just doesn’t make sense to schedule a bus service down that lane. Especially considering that there are other, more suitable roads serving the exact same communities- Songyu Beilu, for example, runs parallel to Mofang Zhongjie, is only 500 metres to the south (and the locals are not averse to walking, and in any case, even from the deepest, darkest depths of that labyrinth of alleys, markets, shops, restaurants and apartment blocks, it’s never far to either Xidawang Lu or Wusheng Lu), and now extends all the way to Xidawang Lu. That would be a much more suitable street to use, especially considering that it is actually wide enough to allow traffic to flow normally and accomodate buses.
Still, the worst I’ve seen is tour coaches driving down West Street in Yangshuo so the tour groups can get a look at the crazy bloody Westerners without putting themselves at risk of catching foreigner cooties. That is dumb. For the coaches to squeeze through, everybody and everything in their path has to dive into the nearest shop or cafe. But they banned bicycles from that narrowest section of West Street.
Anyway, I got to the Wusheng Lu end of the lane and crossed over, looking for my favourite local DVD shop- actually, the only local DVD shop I know of, but fortunately it’s very good.
Was very good. It was closed, and it looked to be permanently closed. Oh well, DVDs were just an excuse to go for a walk, and yet it wasn’t really DVDs that got me out of the house. It was more like an easy way of choosing a direction to wander in. So I wandered up north, then down a lane heading west, found myself (predictably enough) on the Third Ring Road, so turned north again, heading up to Jinsong Qiao.
And seeing the construction sites- or are they entrances to the underground construction site?- of the Line 10 terminus, I thought, there’s no sign of any change here, and yet Line 10 is supposed to be opening soon, and even doing test runs or something like that, so what’s going on? And then I turned the corner and saw that there is actually an entrance to Line 10 all built and apparently finished and looking brand-spanking new. So new it’s still shiny despite its location at a big, busy intersection. But they seem- and yet it’s too early to say for sure- to be making the same mistake as the Line 5 at Tiantan Dongmen- only two entrances. Well, I don’t know about on the western side of Jinsong Qiao, but on the eastern side where I was, I could only see the one entrance, and that was on the northern side of the road. Maybe, and I hope this is the case, they’re building an entrance on the southern side, I mean, that’s a busy, busy intersection and it makes no sense to force half the commuters living to the east of Jinsong Qiao to cross that intersection to get into the subway. But they did that with the Line 5 stop at Tiantong Dongmen, and it took them forever to open up the in-Soho entrance to Line 1 Dawanglu (as opposed to the entrance stupidly placed in a traffic island outside Soho), so who knows.
And, well, I have to say that my experience with Line 5 is extremely limited. The one time I took the 34 round to Tiantong Dongmen to hook up with the Line 5 (a route to the subway that is odd but just as convenient as going straight up Xidawang Lu to Bawangfen/Dawanglu- provided the bus driver can actually find the accelerator, which was not the case on that day) I could only see two entrances to the subway- one on the southeast corner of the T-junction there, the other on the western side of the road, meaning one way or another I had to cross the road. I would’ve thought it an obvious choice to put an entrance on the northeast corner of the T-junction to grab all the traffic to and from the Hongqiao market, but I couldn’t see one. So such an entrance may exist, but carefully hidden from people getting off the bus at the northeast corner of that intersection.
And then I came across one of the banks mentioned in that notice about the change in the gas-buying system. At the moment, we can only buy gas (or recharge our gas IC cards, I should say) from one particular branch of the Agricultural Bank. From March 5, we’ll be able to buy gas from any branch of the Bank of Beijing. A notice was put up explaining the change, and it included the addresses of two nearby branches of the Bank of Beijing.
Of course, the notice was posted in Chinese only, and nobody thought that the foreign teachers, most of whom don’t read Chinese (and most of whom speak no more Chinese than is absolutely necessary for their survival- some because they’ve only recently arrived in China, others…), might need to be told of the change, lest they make a fruitless and frustrating trip to the old bank to try and buy gas sometime after March 5, and so I translated it myself and posted it up where the foreign teachers would see.
Anyway, one of the two branches mentioned on the notice was the ‘Jiulongshan Branch’, and even though the address given was Nongguangli, lzh and I assumed it was the branch on Xidawang Lu she passes every day on her way to and from work. That, after all, is Jiulongshan. The address didn’t seem to match, but still…
Well, so there I was on the southeastern corner of the Jinsong Qiao intersection, and I looked up and saw “北京银行九龙山支行”. Ah, right, of course. Bank of Beijing, like so many other banks and similar such institutions, follows the same policy of taking pretty big liberties with the geographical namings of its branches. The Jiulongshan Branch, naturally, is on the northwestern corner of Nongguangli, the southeastern corner of the Jinsong Qiao intersection, a good one and a half kilometres from Jiulongshan.
Well, anyway, I kept wandering, and reached the northern end of Wusheng Lu. I let the traffic lights make my decision, and so wound up wandering back down Wusheng Lu, stopping in at the market just north of that lane I’d wandered down on my way out, opposite the locked-up and closed-down shell of what was my favourite local DVD store. Two of my colleagues swear by this market for its DVDs, so I decided to give it a go. I wandered up the back, stopping at a couple of stalls selling DVDs but nothing even remotely attractive, past the food and furniture sections (this market is a lot bigger and far more comprehensive than I remember it being when we lived down at Songyu Xili towards the southern end of Wusheng Lu) and found the stalls they’d been raving about.
And this is where it gets dangerous:
Four kuai per DVD.
I kid you not.
And my colleagues swear by this place, they insist the quality is perfectly fine.
So I spent probably an hour or so sifting through the DVDs at the various stalls, well, several of the stalls but there were too many for a sustained, comprehensive sifting of them all- yeah, I’m a bit out of practice, having relied on one or two good stores for several years now. lzh desperately wants a new Disney film featuring cute golden retrievers and huskies. She’s a sucker for any movie featuring cute dogs, and through these movies she’s built up a huge list of dogs she wants from all these movies. Anyway, she’s seen bits of this film online and wants it on DVD, and I was planning on stopping at that store on my wanderings, so I went and sifted through their selection.
And this is dangerous. Four kuai per disc, and I’m assured the quality is fine…. I wound up taking quite a haul home, and there were plenty more I could’ve bought.
And so far, the quality has been fine, although I’ve noticed one is more obviously pirated than the others I’ve seen so far.
Still, the selection of movies there, although it is pretty good, can’t match the store that used to be across the road, and is very far behind that offered by Tiger’s DVDs up in Wanda Plaza. But good enough and cheap enough to be dangerous.
And then home again.
And that little walkabout just further confirmed why this is my favourite corner of downtown Beijing.
Here’s one facet of this part of town that I like: Walking around my neighbourhood, you can see all of Beijing’s development from the 1940s up to now. You can see it in place names like 磨房里- Mill District. The mill has since disappeared, of course, but obviously there was one here not so long ago. 农光里- Rural Light District? Well, there’s not much rural or agricultural left around here, but I think it’s fairly safe to bet that back in the 1950s when BeiGongDa was being built, this area was mostly rural- hence the mill.
And the buildings, too, of course. The BeiGongDa campus is one example, having teaching, office, dormitory, and sundry other buildings dating from the 1950s up till, um, about yesterday, and more under construction. But just over our back fence is a slum that I strongly suspect is the remnants of what was a rural village 50 years ago, and which has somehow managed to survive all the developments since. Right next to that is an apartment block probably about 15 years old. And walking down that lane, you can see apartment blocks built at every stage of Beijing’s development between those two points in time, and around the edges of our neighbourhood are all the latest developments, some already established, some just finished, some still under construction.
It’s a fascinating little area, and yet it’s perfectly, blandly ordinary, and yet it’s its ordinariness that makes it so good.
And there’s lots of good eats, too, but that’s pretty much a given in China….
random waughness
So somebody found their way to this blog by googling “The history of the last name Waugh“. Unfortunately, I know precious little about the family history, although I believe Grandma and Shushu have looked into our genealogy. But I was curious, and so opened up the google results in question and started sifting through, then changed the search terms to try and cut out all that North American rubbish and get straight to the point, and so far the most interesting thing I find is this. Yeah, apparently there’s a Waugh family crest.
Now, apart from sharing the same surname, and apart from those ancient crested Waughs coming from roughly the right part of the world, I have no idea just how much of a connection between me and them there may be. Same goes for the English writers and Aussie cricketers surnamed Waugh. Still, it’s not the most common name in the world, so maybe, just maybe….
more recommended reading
Posted by wangbo in tilting at windmills on February 28, 2008
If only the China Beat had its own address and not some silly blogspot one….
Anyway, more recommended reading, nameless rodented for your mainland viewing pleasure.
But reading that piece, I have to say: The revolution will not come from the middle classes. And certainly not from the upper classes. The best that the arrival of NIMBY in China will achieve is a slow modification of the system as it stands. And yes, that will lead to greater openness and transparency, and perhaps even to something resembling “democratisation”, but it presents absolutely no threat to the regime. See, those who are doing well right now owe their affluence to the regime. They may not be the most intelligent people on this planet, but they ain’t stupid enough to go killing that golden egg-laying goose.
Nah. The only question in my mind is: Can the regime get enough into the countryside fast enough to prevent the revolution.
The affluent, urban folks have everything to lose; the peasants have everything to gain.