Tuesday in Chengdu. At first, we have no idea what's happening in the above video. Why is a foreigner pushing cars backwards? Is he angry? Why is he darting around with crazy hands, seemingly directing traffic? Why are so many people just watching him? We're momentarily reminded of the Chengdu laowai who spit on a Chinese person last month.
Does anyone have more information about this?
This email was sent by the US Embassy in Beijing 10 minutes ago, with the subject, "Message for U.S. Citizens: Precautions Advised in Beijing Nightclubs":
The Beijinger just posted 24 pictures of Louis CK at work on Sunday night. Go check it out (we sample a few after the jump). In the above, we can only assume he was delivering his Chinese potbelly joke, which RFH described thusly in yesterday's review:
Of course, though, China is changing, as Louis kept remarking: “We [Americans] think you’re all peddling bicycles, wearing little hats… it’s nothing like what we think.” But “I keep seeing this guy: [flips up shirt to reveal proud potbelly].”
I guess Louis CK's Beijing show, which we told you about last Tuesday (and un-told you about after exorbitant ticket demand made organizers skittery), went off without a hitch. Jacob, who operates the excellent YouTube channel BeijingShenghuo, wrote in about his experience:
I was at the Louis CK show tonight, as per your blog request I'll tell you a little about it. Kro's Nest and Slow Boat where there providing pizza and beer (not for free, of course, or even discounted)
When I was younger and had hope, “The Cask of Amontillado” was my favorite story, mainly because readers are never given a clue as to the offense committed by Fortunato to warrant such hatred.
Similarly, I shall not mention the offense committed by Jonathan Kos-Read to merit the proceeding onslaught. However, I will endeavor to be as professional as possible.
Now, here is a doctored photo of him at the entrance to Birkenau, taken from a folder on my desktop entitled DIE JONATHAN DIE.
Ed’s note: Our community is a little poorer today for the absence of Charles Hwa; below, one of his friends offers some words. On Saturday 27 May 2012, Charles Hwa, Class President of the current graduating Tsinghua International MBA class, respected member of the Beijing start-up community, and dear friend to so many of us in... Read more »
Mark Zuckerberg and Priscilla Chan, yet unmarried, were going for a stroll in Shanghai on March 27 when they accidentally walked in front of China Central Television cameras filming the fourth episode of a documentary called Chinese Police, according to a post on Sina Weibo translated on chinaSMACK. “By coincidence the subtitle that followed said ‘Many... Read more »
While the Beijinger‘s bloated and brassy PR machine pumps its little steam-piston legs to spread the gospel of the Beijing Expat’s Preference of Place to Get Shitfaced, here’s Grandpa City Weekend shuffling onto the front porch with a tin walker missing a wheel, his hoarse voice rasping into the desolate cockcrow, unaware that it’s 5... Read more »
Why thank you, Sina. Wait, are you referring to me? Do I pass the decency test? God, now I am unsure. Let us bounce this to the masses. Sometimes I drink too much, but I’m never violent unless it involves executing a professional wrestling move such as the spear onto a friend into bushes or... Read more »
Holding the party in the open air of Sanlitun Soho and suggesting “beachwear” as a dress code was clearly pivotal: the signal for Beijing’s really quite impressively large douchebag population to give full vent to their oeuvre of tics and mores. “Dress code? Dude… I was wearing this Hawaiian shirt with oversized aviators, four days’ beard growth and a jaunty pork-pie hat when I woke up!”
We arrive just after four. Upon entering the “gate,” there was a kind, red reminder for all foreigners that there is a crackdown going on for the next 100 years, that undercover police would be among the crowd and that the magazine would not be held responsible for any problems that ensued. Always the best way to get the party started.
