When I’m 64
Once again, China demonstrates its endless capacity for doublethink by celebrating its 64th birthday while simultaneously reminding everyone that it is at least 6,000 years old. Frankly I’m getting bored with their national day celebrations.
For the government it’s an unconvincing propaganda exercise, but for most people it is quite simply a greed feast, as everyone goes on a shopping frenzy. Today, I stayed at home most of the time, just popping out in the early evening to grab a bottle or four of beer.
At the same time, Liuzhou opens its annual ‘rich kids playing with their expensive toys festival‘ aka International Water Festival. This kicks off, yet again, with what the local government fondly imagines to be a carnival to rival Rio or Notting Hill. In their dreams.
Few of the locals attend any of these events. They are too busy shopping or working in the shops. And anyway, all the tickets have been shared out amongst the deserving middle class communists and their contacts.
Anyway, here are a few pictures which look exactly like the pictures I didn’t post last year.