Just Got Back from One of Beijing's Famous Quick-Blade Joints

2007/9/14 23:44:02

Beijing — a place of boundless vanity. Even a rough man like Jiang Wen gets anointed as a "genius" here. The rot of Beijing's circles is plain to see. Honestly, this ID has drifted through all manner of circles in Beijing for years, and aside from bodies, I've never once encountered a single person worth a second glance. China's talent, if it truly exists, is certainly not in Beijing.

What exactly is Chinese civilization? After May Fourth, the likes of Lu Xun were already nauseating enough. Now even those who gnaw on Lu Xun's corpse can manage to pose as "cultured." The depravity of this world absolutely exceeds human goodwill. This garbage dump called Beijing — what kind of creatures does it grow?

This ID truly doesn't know what place in China is still worth lingering in with any Chinese sense of pride. Shanghai? Guangzhou? Chengdu? And please don't tell this ID that Shenzhen qualifies as a city. Has Chinese culture truly degraded to this point? Tragic! Has Chinese culture really sunk to the level of er ren zhuan comedy, fake foreign devils, Beijing hooligan culture, the Lecture Room on CCTV, mahjong, street hawking, and petty scoundrels?

Today while drinking, N people suggested N brands. This ID countered each one: "Do you all hold their stocks?" The answer was no, not all of them. So this ID said: let's just drink Xiao Er, and for heaven's sake don't bring Niulanshan — is that even er guo tou? Why can't we drink Xiao Er at a few yuan per bottle at the sharpest knife joint? If they don't have it, go outside and buy some. For the rest, charge whatever you want — today we're drinking Xiao Er, period.

Now, this ID increasingly feels that the best liquor in the world is Xiao Er — Lao Bai Gan is not bad either. That force that cuts through all pretense — I like it. Whatever rubbish Moutai, Wuliangye — go die.

Beijing remains Beijing. In the late hours, rotting Beijing remains Beijing. Amid the neon lights and wine glasses, the left convulses about inequality, the right convulses about market economy. Bullshit! Go die!

Today's Beijing — autumn wind sweeps up autumn rain across the ground. The kept gigolos at the hostess bars strike poses that are ever so cultured.