Monday, 24 November 2008

Being fat in HK

To my utter shock, I am considered fat in HK. I'm not even depressed. I'm keeping the body. Makes me special. And plus, I'm becoming fond of the curves. It's who I am. And of course, you can't make me stop eating. That would make me depressed.

Plus, I don't have to be pretty. It's not necessary for me to have enough resources to live the life I need. I don't have a comparative advantage in that department anyway. I'm smarter than I am pretty.  On the normal distribution.

But I have found out that apparently 80-85% of all girls in HK all plan to marry a rich guy. Or hopes to. Or is trying to look prettier so they can do so. Isn't that sick? And no offense, but the guys fuel it! I mean, it's my own problem if I'm. . . bigger than the average HKie girl right? How is it their business to tell me to lose weight to improve my chances? Ok, that is very western way of thinking. It's not just the HKies, my parents and family do it to me as well. They are just trying to be nice so that I can have it all. Rich boy. Tick. Good job. Tick. Life perfect. Tick.  Bullshit way of living. Tick. 

Money is not an object. It's a medium of exchange, medium of account and store of value (good one these days, deflation la). What does it really matter how much money one has? Actually, I saw a documentary today off the internet. Called "Young and Restless in China". Link:(http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/pages/frontline/youngchina/)
A theme in the doco is that there is a spiritual hole in China. One that is currently filled on materialism. I think that we are seeing that come apart right before our eyes. The Chinese will start turning to find more meaning in life very soon. And that can be dangerous. I think the CCP have the maturity and are pragmatic enough to know that they cannot fight this, and must work with it to give the people more human rights and freedom, at the cost of growth. I really don't think it would get ugly, but there is a great potential. If it was any other country than the one that I primarily identify with, I would say that there is definitely going to be violence and unrest, but I have faith in the CCP. Naive? Perhaps. Blind? Admittedly probably. But that's my view. 

On a smaller level, the rapper guy commented that girls in China don't believe in love anymore. Only money. So sad. I for one still believe in love. Didn't use to actually. This is a more recent belief. 

Money is after all, a recent thing. It's evil. I finally said it. Wouldn't be bad to just live on the land. OK, I would never survive, both physically and mentally, but at least I can empathise more now. There is something in us right? Some primal thing. We haven't quite evolved to city life. 

All of a sudden, I miss NZ more. I wish they sky wasn't grey. I wish I could see Milford Sound again. I wish I could go to a beach and see no people, with pristine sands, fruits of the sea, and a waterfall behind me that I can drink out of. Actually, just being in a bush with the sound of no human. Still and calm. I've tried to decrease the amount of information that I come in contact with every day as a result of this. Everything is just getting too cluttered. I need to somehow distill the important things out. There are not many important things.

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