The China ThesisA Brief Treatise by Mr. Hank McCarthy and Mr. Eric D. Smith
On one fine day here in Charlottesville, Virginia my associate Mr.
Hank McCarthy and I were strolling down the sidewalk, reviewing
the wealth of knowledge we had absorbed in our last class, when
suddenly, in a burst of creative angst, Mr. McCarthy grabbed his
head and began rolling in the mud and dirt, tears of pained joy
rolling down his cheeks and whimpers of sadiomasicistic pleasure
emanating from his brusque lips. "I have it!" he cried,
his voice breaking like a little girl's "China. . .I finally
understand China!" Needless to say, I was overjoyed at this
revelation and hoped to partake of the incredible wisdom which
Hank was about to impart. "Yes," I said, "ante up!
Tell me that I too might understand!" Slowy, Mr. McCarthy
began to regain his senses, though he remained overcome with
emotion. Truly, I thought, here is another Galileo, another
Darwin or Newton, a single man about to change the way humanity
percieves both itself and the world around it. . .forever! Wiping
the dust from his green and orange golf pants, Hank began to
speak. I, as well as several passerbyers who had now joined us (how
rare it is to hear a veritable prophet in the throes of his art)
craned closer, the better to hear Hank's quivering voice. "China,"
said Hank, "is big. Very big." I cried.
Evidence for The China Thesis
Now, being the astute and
admittedly brillant social scientists we are (Mr. McCarthy is an
anthropologist by trade, whereas I am a political scientist), we
immediately set to finding inscrutiable proof to back up out
phenomenal discovery. Due to our desire to maintain clarity, we
have created this, shall we say, abbreviated version of the 328
page original document.
Proof I. China has many, many people.
Proof II. China has alot of land.
Proof III. There is alot of stuff in China.
Proof IV. There aren't any fat people in China because natural selection has caused them all to move to Greenland and change their name to Sven or Bjorn. (um, okay, we still need to do some research on this one.)
Proof V. It must be a pretty big damn place to make all of that Chinese food.
Proof VI. Two words: Jackie Chan.
Proof VII. We believe China to be derived from the same root word as "chunky," and as all of us who've seen Goonies know, Chunks was a pretty big guy.
Proof VIII. My butt is pretty huge, yet it is dwarfed in comparasion to China.
Proof IX. If you were to dig China out of the Earth, there would be an enormous hole. Therefore we may speculate that such an enormous hole would require and enormous amount of dirt and rock (what we social scientists refer to as a "country") to fill in this enormous hole. Thus if we note that China fills this enormous hole, we may speculate that China is itself enormous.
The University of Virginia East Asia Center: Working For You
In an effort to increase the University of Virginia's familiarity with the staff of the UVA East Asia Center, well, I have made this handy-dandy little chart, illustrating both the nature of the student staff of the centers' responsibilities and their photograph, in order to facilitate an increased community between those of us who get paid to study China and everybody else.
Eric Drummond Smith's Patented Damn Smooth China Links
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Okay kids, lets review our history. Who are the most
important people in the entirety of Chinese history? Okay,
Confucius (Kongfuzi), I can dig. Lao Tzu (Laozi)?
Sure. Qinchu Huangdi? No doubt in my mind. Mao Zedong? Threw the
best parties I ever been to. And old Deng Xiaoping? Well, lets
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Now, if you are any good with logic at
all, you'll quickly realize that damn, I don't have very much
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Otherwise, why the hell would I have so much time to waste on
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Quarterly.
Okay. Now, the net has a plethora of
websites about China, and somebody has been needin' to organize
'em for a hell of a long time. Of course, I am doing my
part, but you know, I have to admit, a couple of folks have had a
bit of an edge on me. For instance, the kids over at the
University of Heidelberg, Germany. Now you want to talk about
some folks who have been busy as a beaver. . . damn. So give 'em
a shout out, and help yourself to their China WWW Virtual Library. Trust me. The little Sinologist on
your shoulder who keeps whispering things in your ear. . . well,
this is the place he's been trying to get you to go for years.
Well, there and the dentist.
The South China Morning Post is a pretty nifty paper, but heck, it
talks so darn much about China. . .I mean who cares about that
place anyway (note for the dense: this is blatent sarcasm)?
So, I have no clue who the hell Stefan
Landsberger is, or what the hell he thinks he's doing with my
girlfriend, my car, and $24, 306 of my money, but I have to
admit, that guy, well, he can make one mean damn website. Check
out Stefan Landsberger's Chinese Propaganda
Poster Pages and you'll
know what I mean. . . I just want my dog back. . . and my
camcorder. . .
So, you like the Wall Street Journal,
but you don't want
to
have to deal with all that bullcrap they write about all those
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by gum, you need to just cut straight to the chase with the Wall Street Journal Asia Edition.
So, you study China, you love the
culture and the people, but you just aren't sure if you really
are 'gettin' it'? Well, if you don't have a Wu-Name, you can be pretty certain that yeah, you aren't
gettin' it. Mine is 10-Watt Warlock. Stick that in your pipe and
puff it. Okay, its not even remotely Chinese. But its cool.
Dammit, it is!
Yup. I take Chinese. Hell, had the
equivalent of three whole years of the stuff, did a year's worth
this summer at Beloit College, up there round Wisconsin parts. And
you know what the key to becoming a master of the Chinese
language is? Do ya'? No, of course you don't. That is because you
spent your whole weenified life studying wussie languages like
"French" or "Esperanto." Blither-blather and
horse droppings! Well, the key is dictionaries. Yup. Dictionaries.
I keep three with me, each oriented towards entirely different
strengths. And hell. . . the Net, provider of so much, has also
seen fit to provide me with other deliciously good dictionaries.
One of the finest is at Zhongwen.Com. Trust me. . . its worth checking out.
What? You want another one too? Okay, well then check out the
equally distinguished On-line Chinese Tools. You'll find the latter to be useful for all sorts of
tasks. . . worth browsin' over just to get an idea.
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