Wednesday, July 25, 2012

YOUR PERFECT GIRL FRIEND: A LITTLE CHINESE FLOWER

Something I saw today brought sharply into focus what I find repulsive about many Chinese girls: the tendency to have such a complete and utter lack of expression on their face that one seriously doubts even the existence of a brain, let alone whether there might be cerebral activity.

A young lady and her Caucasian boyfriend were walking down the street while I was outside smoking, and he was holding forth earnestly while she nodded at necessary intervals. Other than mindlessly bobbing her head, she contributed nothing.
One cannot even call it a conversation, as there was just one brain engaged between the two of them.

This, unfortunately, is a very common failing of Chinese girls. Mostly it afflicts Mandarin speakers from the mainland and Taiwanese babes, but I've also observed it in Hong Kong women, especially when they're in a relationship with a white man.
But usually Cantonese can't do it as well.

She was far too 'fashionably' outfitted to be from the country districts beyond Guangzhou, and I'm fairly certain that this prize example was NOT a Cantonese girl born here.
So, more than likely a Mandarin-speaker.


Follows a 'sample' of their "dialogue":

Him: " in ancient Greek times, winches and pulleys replaced ramps as the primary means of vertical motion..."
She said nothing. Perhaps she was thinking: 'Dot. Dot. Dot'.
There was no expression on her face.

Him: " with wedges, the smaller the angle, the greater the ratio of lifting force is to the applied force..."
She said nothing. Perhaps she was thinking: 'Me itch'.
There was no expression on her face.

Him: " rotational moments must be counteracted by equal rotation in the other direction..."
She said nothing. Perhaps she was thinking: 'breath in, breath out'.
There was no expression on her face.

Him: " the Indians used wedges made out of moose antlers to split wood..."
She said nothing. Perhaps she was thinking: "HANDBAG!"
There was no expression on her face.


I'm just guessing what went on in her mind. It's an educated guess, but really for all I know it could have been as blank as a sheet of glass.
Thinking, after all, takes effort. And that builds unsightly muscle.
So I may be wrong. It could have just been static.
With little images of Hello Kitty.


PAN-FACED UBER-GOOBERTUDE

The effect was complete stultifying dullness, and the man she was with was probably thrilled to bits. He got to yatter on about something that he knew about, and later she would tell him "you so smart!" and make him feel fuzzy all over.
Good gracious, she listened to him!  Nobody EVER did that! What a doll!
Then he would probably buy her another handbag.
Or a piece of Hello Kitty tat.

Many men are like that. They are incredibly lucky that there is an inexhaustible supply of such girls just waiting for the opportunity to meet them.

If they liked white women they would date fashion models.
Or, in the Mid-West and South: cheerleaders.
Equally vain, vacuous, and shallow.

There's something about Chinese society that turns out such drone-like bimbos in mass quantities. Usually they speak Mandarin (with an accent twixt pouty whine and petulant mewl), have absolutely no intellectual curiosity whatsoever, and possess such malleable near-nonexistent personalities that they're scarcely better than furniture.
Perfect arm-candy for any dude who can support their consumerism.
Especially if he sponsors her parents as immigrants.
She's brain-dead, he's a techno-geek.
Made for each other.


ON THE OTHER HAND...

Anyone who has seen Anita Mui (梅艷芳) in movies knows that not all Chinese girls are like that. Ms. Mui was by no means what might be called a little Oriental cherry blossom. Even in her most maidenly roles, there was a level of intelligent bitchiness that showed immense character. In many movies she had more strength and brains than the rest of the cast combined.
As, from all accounts, she did in real life.

Another stellar screen-personality was Dodo Cheng (鄭裕玲), who in some films turned blaring vulgarity and conniving brilliance into the most desirable of feminine qualities.
Michelle Yeoh (楊紫瓊) rounds out this sample, being an actress considerably tougher than most men, both on-screen and off.

These three are NOT what Chinese parents want their daughters to emulate.

But they are types which ably compete with the sheeplings.

There are less of them; but they are strong.

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Years ago a Chinese woman I knew was a master of the quizzically cocked eye-brow and the face deliberately kept straight. What everyone who actually looked at her at such times realized was that she was thinking "you gonna say something really stupid now, boy?"
It was both educational and a pleasure to be around her. Her keen mind, snarky sense of humour, and conversational self-assurance, kept everyone on their toes, and provided priceless training.
I seriously doubt that she could ever have a blank look in her eyes.
Too darned intelligent and alive for that.

Watch out for women who 'try' to keep a straight face.
They're always the dangerous ones.

Worth knowing, too.



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