Below the sulphurous haze
With 35 million blogs here in China, it feels appropriate to post something on Rawls & Me as I land in Beijing. That I need to use an encrypted network tunnel to get this post online, however, also says something about blogging from China.
Today, I visited the Faculty of Law at Tsinghua University, which will be our partner in the EU-funded exchange programme I am taking part in this summer.
After the conference euphoria in London last week (see previous post), I went up to Stockholm for Easter to see my sister and her boyfriend. As often, we drifted into long political debates about everything from labour-market mechanisms to cultural politics. I enjoy these conversations because they allow me to be wholeheartedly “Left”, whereas I otherwise often find myself defending more market-liberal views. The funny thing is that my sister’s boyfriend, in turn, is considered rather left-leaning by his colleagues at work. Talk about relative denominations. Apart from politics, we also went for a run in the forest and took a long walk around Söder.
All of that now feels very distant – not only after the endless hours spent flying over Russia, but also mentally. If anything, Beijing reminds me of a Warsaw on steroids, with its colossal scale, coal-infused inland air, and vast roads. And yet, beneath the sulphurous haze, one finds pockets of comfort: places with large sofas, green courtyards, and travel-planning expats. Walking down a trendy hútòng near the Lama Temple, I stumbled upon The Vineyard Café, a place I am certain I will return to over the summer. There is a strange kind of reassurance in this – that despite the recent wave of repression, post-modernity seems to be very much alive.


