I get lost in a kind of fascination with China. It is a kind of foreign self for me.
And it is an emerging superpower. And it claims to be successfully maintaining a communist/capitalist hybrid. And it had the printing press and paper money hundreds of years before the west. And they make everything we use, every day.
I think I feel as though people in the old world must have felt about the U.S. during its emergence in the 19th and early 20th centuries… The sense that the global balance of power is shifting, and that these people, to whom I am in some way vaguely linked, are the next gravity center of humanity.
Language projects, which have been a part of my “gotta do it, somehow (but dammit probably won’t)” canon since way back in my undergrad anthropology days, are calling to me once again. I have to learn Chinese and Polish. Polish and Chinese.
Just over a week now. 😉