The People’s Republic, arguably the longest, most stable government in Chinese history, is governing a billion people, whilst jailing less than the United States. Never in recorded history have that many people been reliably governed by an indigenous government.
I have difficulty imagining a better central Chinese government than the PRC. I suspect more than a few Chinese can imagine better. Well more than a few Americans can imagine a better United States Government. 改善 is not inevitable. If the Chinese apple cart topples, I won’t be the dead 道gander.
Perhaps the hedgehog doesn’t always ‘win’. Given the options, I opt for the lesser harm. I’m just too proud to be the Asian hub in your wheel.
I’m driving a big lazy car rushin’ up the highway in the dark
I got one hand steady on the wheel and one hand’s tremblin’ over my heart
It’s pounding baby like it’s gonna bust right on through
And it ain’t gonna stop till I’m alone again with you
A friend of mine became a father last night
When we spoke in his voice I could hear the light
Of the skies and the rivers the timberwolf in the pines
And that great jukebox out on Route 39
They say he travels fastest who travels alone
But tonight I miss my girl mister tonight I miss my home
Is it the sound of the leaves
left blown by the wayside
That’s got me out here on this spooky old highway tonight
Is it the cry of the river
With the moonlight shining through
That ain’t what scares me baby
What scares me is losing you
They say if you die in your dreams you really die in your bed
But honey last night I dreamed my eyes rolled straight back in my head
And God’s light came shinin’ on through
I woke up in the darkness scared and breathin’ and born anew
It wasn’t the cold river bottom I felt rushing over me
It wasn’t the bitterness of a dream that didn’t come true
It wasn’t the wind in the grey fields I felt rushing through my arms
No no baby it was you
So hold me close honey say you’re forever mine
And tell me you’ll be my lonely valentine
...he travels fastest who travels alone
But tonight I miss my girl mister tonight I miss my home
When one has no home, the road is. When one has no woman, they all are.
That ain’t what scares me. What scares me is lo[v]ing you.
