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Thursday, February 03, 2005

 

i went through the trouble of propositioning and robbing a prostitute, and all i got was this stupid t-shirt

I stumbled upon some sort of online Chinese news source. I've only read two articles, but neither of them make much sense to me. I really hope it's bad translation and not actually the kind of "news" people are subjected to in China.

In this piece, entitled Treacherous Love Online, Xu Feng solicits prositution on the internet, drugs the prostitute with sleeping pills, steals her purse, and leaves her at the hotel to wake up the next morning. According to the article, Xu did this because his mother started rationing his paycheck after he got involved in a long-distance (internet) relationship. She had him down to less than $40 a month, so he needed to steal some money for...who knows. He didn't think what he did was wrong. (Amusingly, the bag he stole from the hooker only had $6 in it.)

It's also interesting to note that the article makes it very clear that Xu was a smart guy, graduated from university and everything, and apparently in the eyes of many Chinese this makes him above doing stupid things like stealing from a prostitute. In America, where any idiot can go to college and become president, this isn't much of a surprise occurrance--and certainly not enough to warrant anything but a tiny mention in the community section of the paper.

Mostly I just have a lot of pretty bizarre questions about Chinese culture now, such as: is this considered a normal mother-son relationship? If he's graduated from university, he's at least 20, and his mother still has the power to "ration" his money? Is prostitution legal in China? Are they ahead or behind us that they think online relationships are so goofy? Do they really believe that getting a good education will make you a better person? Was the woman raped? Would this news source be censored in a way to not say so if she was?

And why don't they hire a better translator?





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