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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