Not only was this keyboard made in China…
The Chinese at the time wanted to hear American soldiers say that they were involved with insidious plots against China. This could be used for propaganda purproses, showing just how terrible the Americans truly were. …
Comment on China: Is the West afraid of our patriotism? by Kai
In #52, seeinginsea asks why anyone would be afraid of China. I reply in #55 with the obvious answer that people fear China for the same reasons anyone fears those who have influence and power. It is natural and understandable, …
US for sanctions on Mugabe; Russia, China differ - Rediff
The United States has introduced a resolution in the UN Security Council seeking freezing of assets of Zimbabwean President Robert Mugabe and 11 of his aides following the last week’s much-criticised presidential run-off. The resolution also asked …
China Slowing
China’s manufacturing expanded in June at the slowest pace in almost three years as growth in export orders weakened for the third month, a survey of purchasing managers showed. The Purchasing Managers’ Index fell to 52 from 53.3 in May …
In nineteenth-century China, in a remote Hunan county, a girl named Lily, at the tender age of seven, is paired with a laotong, “old same,” in an emotional match that will last a lifetime. The laotong, Snow Flower, introduces herself by sending Lily a silk fan on which she’s painted a poem in nu shu, a unique language that Chinese women created in order to communicate in secret, away from the influence of men. As the years pass, Lily and Snow Flower send messages on fans, compose stories on handkerchiefs, reaching out of isolation to share their hopes, dreams, and accomplishments. Together, they endure the agony of foot-binding, and reflect upon their arranged marriages, shared loneliness, and the joys and tragedies of motherhood. The two find solace, developing a bond that keeps their spirits alive. But when a misunderstanding arises, their deep friendship suddenly threatens to tear apart.
“I finally understand what the poets have written. In spring, moved to passion; in autumn only regret.”
