The Mad Men guide to 90 years of the Chinese Communist Party:

"I hate to break it to you, but there is no big lie, there is no system. The universe is indifferent."

For all the Marxist educational materials and classes foisted upon China's students plus forests of trees felled to supply the paper for endless government reports on socialist theory and scientific development, the real secret of the CCP is this: There is no plan and there never was. For the last 90 years, the Party has lurched from one big idea to another without really ever stopping to think about what might happen next: Join the KMT, work with the urban proletariat, get purged by the KMT, work with the peasants, work with the KMT again, fight the Japanese, carry out land reform sometimes but not if it pisses people off, take over the country, reform the land again only this time you mean it, then take the land back, ask for help from the Soviets, piss off Khrushchev and watch the Soviets leave, fight the US "invaders' in Korea, invite Nixon to China, 100 Flowers and Anti-Rightist movements, communes and SEZs. Four Modernizations, Two Whatevers, Three Represents and still no plan. Why do so many foreign pundits argue about the future of the CCP? Because the CCP itself has no clue where it's going to be in 10 years. It's going to continue to react to whatever is immediately threatening its hold on power and go from there.

[Via Blood & Treasure]

A little bit of black humour that was reportedly circulating in China on Monday:

Al Qaeda once sent five terrorists to China: One was sent to blow up a bus, but he wasn't able to squeeze onto it; one was sent to blow up a supermarket, but the bomb was stolen from his basket; one was sent to blow up a train, but tickets were sold-out; finally, one succeeded in bombing a coal mine, and hundreds of workers died. He returned to Al Qaeda's headquarters to await the headlines about his success, but it was never reported by the Chinese press. Al Qaeda executed him for lying.

[Via Blood & Treasure]

I wonder whether the term human-flesh search engine sounds as creepy in Mandarin as it does in English:

The short video made its way around China's Web in early 2006, passed on through file sharing and recommended in chat rooms. It opens with a middle-aged Asian woman dressed in a leopard-print blouse, knee-length black skirt, stockings and silver stilettos standing next to a riverbank. She smiles, holding a small brown and white kitten in her hands. She gently places the cat on the tiled pavement and proceeds to stomp it to death with the sharp point of her high heel.

"This is not a human," wrote BrokenGlasses, a user on Mop, a Chinese online forum. "I have no interest in spreading this video nor can I remain silent. I just hope justice can be done." That first post elicited thousands of responses. "Find her and kick her to death like she did to the kitten," one user wrote. Then the inquiries started to become more practical: "Is there a front-facing photo so we can see her more clearly?" The human-flesh search had begun. [...]

[Via Long Form]

Chinese photographer Lu Guang depicts the grimy side of the workshop of the world quite beautifully.

[Via MetaFilter]

In the run-up to the 60th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Chinese National Bureau of Statistics has invited staff to write pieces celebrating the anniversary. One statistician submitted this paean to the power of numbers:

Life

Some mock me for doing statistics
Some loathe me and statistics
Some don't understand what statistics are

Why is it that statistics
Put a calm smile on my face?

Because of statistics
I can solve the deepest mysteries

Because of statistics
I will not be lonely again, playing in the data

Because of statistics
I can rearrange the stars in the skies above

Because of statistics
My life is different, more meaningful

I love my life, my statistics

A little corner of my Excel¹ geek's soul stirred when I read that. Sad, but true.

1. Yes, I know: Excel is a horrible tool for statistical work. But sometimes it's the only tool you've got… ↩

Oops.

[Via Blood & Treasure]

I've never heard the term 'nail house' before, though as it turns out I have seen photographs of a couple of them.

The house in Changsha, China¹ looks especially surreal, not least because in one of the pictures it looks as if there's another remnant of the original street a couple of hundred yards down the road.

1. The fifth house pictured in the linked article. ↩

Militant vegetarians aren't what they used to be:

From the "Official Account of the Military Operations in China, 1900-1901" (PRO WO 33/284) compiled by Major E.W.M. Norie, Middlesex Regiment, page 113:

Between the 21st and 23rd July eleven English and American members of the China Inland Mission were murdered at Ch'u-chou by the local train-bands, which had been organized to defend the town against a rising of the secret society of Vegetarians.

Disappointingly, it turns out that the term 'vegetarian' was probably just a shorthand term for various Buddhist groups associated with the Boxer Rebellions.

Let nation speak clearly unto nation, for all our sakes:

At the height of the Cold War, American and Soviet scientists wrote handbooks for each other that attempted to bridge their language gap. Helping to explain some of the era's more arcane nuclear terminology, these handbooks were a crucial diplomatic tool that helped prevent potentially disastrous misunderstandings.

[...]

Take American nuclear expert Jeffrey Lewis's 2007 book, The Minimum Means of Reprisal  –  a title lifted from a Chinese official's description of his government's nuclear stance. When the book was translated into Chinese, its title became The Minimum Means of Revenge.

In a slightly different context, Atlantic journalist Jim Fallows, who has been living in China for the last few years, has written about the apparent inability of Chinese officialdom to communicate effectively in English:

My job is not to help Chinese organizations advance their intended causes. But it doesn't help anybody [...] if China's clumsy public diplomacy makes the country seem more menacing, opaque, hyper-controlled, and overall bad than it really is.

Coco Wang's series of Earthquake Strips tells stories of the reactions of ordinary Chinese people to the 12th May earthquake.

Panda Panda is my favourite of the ones I've read so far, closely followed by Getting A Refund.

[Via James Fallows]

James Fallows provides a useful corrective to the notion that the Chinese government's number one aim is world domination:

I had traveled in China in the mid-1980s, when virtually everyone was poor and the "rich" people were farmers with their own pigs. To be in the middle of the Chinese phenomenon now is to be respectful of and, yes, occasionally awe-struck by what China has achieved. But I think any visitor here has to notice how many, many challenges China has to deal with — and how preoccupying those internal challenges are to almost everyone in the country.

My impression is that outsiders think Chinese officials really are sitting around mainly thinking about their ever-improving place in the world. I'm sure they spend some time on such thoughts. But I am saying that, if you were here, you would probably feel as I do that China's officials and people spend 90 per cent of their time thinking about the next 99 problems the country faces, and how they can deal with them.