Yesterday, while perusing the bookstore at the 五道口华莲 with the girlfriend, I came across a book called Romeo and Zhu Yingtai. Now, for those of you who don't know (most likely all of you, as I just became privy to this information myself not long ago), there is a famous Chinese story that also deals with two young, star-crossed lovers called "Liang Sanbo and Zhu Yingtai." At the end of the story, both lovers (spoiler) die, much like their Western counterparts.
So, as one might guess, this book essentially teaches foreign men how to pick up on Chinese girls. Although the book was shrink-wrapped, the gender/racial specificity can be inferred from the title: White emo cracker and useless Chinese chick.
As some of you may know, I've long harbored a strong resentment towards White male foreigners who carry the White-God cock-swinging-from-opening-in-pants when in China. It's not so much jealousy, as Zoe kicks so much butt, she kicks ass. During my first time here, I came to realize that my resentment is somewhat misdirected; White God-Cock-jocking foreign males were, I decided, simply the most obvious choice for my antagonism. Rather, my resentment is reserved more for Chinese women who see dating a White male as "dating up" on the ladder of eligible bachelors.
Now, I understand there is such thing as personal preference. I have a friend, for example, who will only watch pornos involving hung Black dudes banging petite Blonde barely-legals. When his taste was called into question, he defended himself by saying, "so I'm the only one here interested in watching the best porn ever?"
So yeah, there is taste. I understand that. My issue is not with Chinese chicks who love blue eyes, but with the chicks who make it a point of pride to be seen with a White guy, no matter how frumpy and pear-shaped this dude might be. Somehow, having a White boyfriend means they've "made it" like The Jeffersons. And there's the issue with how the Chinese view themselves as a people, which in my mind, isn't very high. There's a huge stink about nationalism here that just reeks of inadequacy, overcompensation, and general wariness in dealing with all things. There's also the whole thing with Asian girls having no problem finding White boyfriends in the States, but never vice versa. That these Chinese chicks actively throw themselves at all things White makes me feel, for lack of better expression, offended, to some degree, as both an American and as a person of Chinese heritage.
In summation, I guess this all leads back to the book I mentioned at the beginning of this post. I'm fielding a guess here, as I haven't been to every single bookstore in the United States, but I think it's safe to say that you'll never find a book like that in America that teaches foreigners how to pick up on White girls. Multiple languages is not a good enough reason for the lack of these books either; If Shonen Jump will cut down dozens of forests to publish thirty different manga series all dealing with emo pre-teens piloting giant mechs, logic dictates there's most likely a book for anything and everything somewhere out there. But I know there ain't no book like the one I just imagined.
Then again, I probably shouldn't be talking. Yesterday, I threatened to leave Zoe should the day I was ever propositioned by Johnny Depp or Robert Downey, Jr come. I guess I'm no better than any of these chicks.
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