Two things bother me recently.
One is the 2022 Beijing Winter Olympics, the other is the woman in Xuzhou.
Eileen Gu, the excellent American-born athlete, won a gold medal for China in the Winter Olympics and soon became a hit. Despite the ignorant comments Gu has made, she could be a real inspiration for some Chinese girls. But the privileges she holds are so self-explanatory that even her fans cannot deny them.
The woman, whatever her name is, gave birth to at least 8 children in 20 years and was locked in a shabby house with thin clothes and only one tooth left in her mouth.
Happening at the same time, the two things made me feel the tremendous humor and irony. The local government pretended not to see the pain the woman was suffering and tried to cover the scandal up while the majority of our society was celebrating the Winter Olympics. I could almost laugh about it but with tears.
Yes, this scandal might be covered really well just like Hongmao Medicinal Liquor and Sanlu Milk Powder. People are so forgettable and easy to forgive. But why do I still keep the angry feeling I had years ago. Why am I still angry? What can I do or should I even keep reading shit about these things? Maybe not, let other meaningful things take my heart would be much better.
Honestly, I don’t know what I can do to help. The girl from Peking University can tell us what it would be like when you try to help ppl with no power.
Peace. No love. I just want to find inner peace if I could ever live like that. Like Snowden sat on the flight to Russia.