It was a crisp, pollution-free, April morning and the clocks were striking thirteen.
Xiao Wang walked huddled down Sino-Japanese Friendship Road, above him on a huge billboard the words “Big Brother doesn’t care what you do, relax man” were emblazoned over a drawing of children from every nation holding hands. As he crossed the road, a man handing out flyers for the up-coming free elections approached, but Xiao Wang managed to escape his bourgeoise clutches. Today had been a hard day. Xiao Wang worked at the Ministry of Free Speech, and every soul-sapping day involved Xiao Wang going through dozens of newspaper articles, ensuring that every piece was fair and objective. A little piece of him died each day. Catching sight of a store filled with Japanese products and globally competitively priced goods, he was forced to control the sickly feeling of distaste before entering his three-bedroomed luxury apartment.
Where was the censorship? Where was the nationalism? Had things really sunk so low that a decent man couldn’t force his feelings of xenophobia and paranoia on his fellow citizen under the guise of “Chinese characteristics”? No. Most people were so lost in enjoying themselves and doing what they wanted that they had forgotten about those 5000 glorious years of tradition. Xiao Wang blamed it on the daily Two Minutes Free Thought.
He turned on the TV and shuddered to see well thought out opinions on the country’s economy. Pulling out a notebook he wrote ten times: “REPRESS IT ALL!”, secretly wishing all the time that someone would report him. To Xiao Wang, it was just another day in Hell…
NEXT WEEK ON CHINESE ORWELL:
Animal Farm: A group of animals collectivise to form a Socialist paradise, only to have it destroyed when a group of Mainland tourists pay a visit.
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