Drunk officials, texting teens, and the decline of China’s creation myth
By Adam Century
The Atlantic - Jan 10 2014
BEIJING — At the Luding
 Bridge, the site of the single most celebrated event on China’s Long 
March, I was the lone foreigner in a group of boisterous, chain-smoking 
government officials. They reeked of baijiu, a fiery grain 
alcohol, and hollered to each other so loudly that I couldn’t hear the 
private tour guide. One of the cadres reached into a battle display to 
wrest a rifle out of the hands of an inanimate Red Army soldier. “It 
won’t budge!” he yelled. When I revealed that I was retracing the Long 
March by motorcycle, the men, who carried designer money pouches, 
shouted drunken reactions: “Are you sure you’re not Chinese?” cried a 
burly cadre in a sleek leather jacket. “You must really love Chairman 
Mao! We should make you a Party member!”
In 1934, an estimated 86,000 soldiers in the Communist Red Army 
decamped from their Soviet-style base in Jiangxi province in an attempt 
to escape from Chiang Kai-shek and his encircling Nationalist Army. The 
desperate retreat, which Mao Zedong later ingeniously labeled the “Long 
March,” lasted four trying seasons and crossed 11 provinces. Along the 
way, the marchers traversed snow-capped peaks in their bare feet and 
used dilapidated wooden rifles—if they were armed at all—to defend 
themselves against the Nationalists’ machine guns and foreign-supplied 
arsenal.
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