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Short blog posts, journal entries, and random thoughts. Topics include a mix of personal and the world at large. 

Eyes up, buttercup

As I walk the not so mean streets of Guangzhou back home in China, I noticed many a building - public and private - being guarded by security. Not sure why that is actually needed because due to the massive video surveillance apparatus in China, nobody is stupid enough to commit physical crimes. But hey, who am I to get in the way of job creation, even if said jobs are kind of meaningless.

What does look wrong is that most of these security guards are staring at their phones! A clear indication that their jobs are of zero consequence. Any worthy criminal would easily pass on by without them noticing.

If I were leadership walking by I would immediately take these building security guards to task. Even if the whole charade is just for show, you still got to make it look convincing. The person responsible for safeguarding an area should absolutely be barred from doing anything but have constant awareness of their surroundings. You’d better know immediately if so much as bird lands on a second story window sill. Perhaps more importantly: you’re not getting paid to watch Douyin videos.

Imagine if the guards at Buckingham Palace - surely purely for ceremony, were staring at the phones, instead of standing at absolute attention. Right to the Australian penal colony, right away.

I would say the same for hired security at American malls. I’ve seen too many guards at our local Target store busy with their phones, rather than paying attention. This is not and should not be acceptable in any country on this planet.

Coming through.

Taking my air

Just a mere decade ago, I wouldn’t have imagined spending multiple weeks in Guangzhou, China. The air pollution back then was off the charts. Us San Franciscans damn sure take our clean air for granted. I can remember getting off the train at Guangzhou East Station in 2015 and immediately regretted coming back home. It was the dead of winter, too, so you can’t exactly pin it on the high humidity of summer. It’s as if the city was enclosed in constant second-hand smoke.

Fast forward a few years, and the air quality has completely changed for the better. Primarily this is due to switching from gas-powered transportation to fully electric. Seemingly overnight, the city’s buses were fully electric. Most passenger cars were electric, and so were the motorbikes and scooters. Word on the street is they’ve also built a new nuclear power plant at the outskirts of Guangzhou, too.

If a tourist like me can feel the difference, imagine what it’s doing for the local populace. Cleaning up the air can only have positive effect on the health span of citizens. Such radical transformation in such little time can only be done under benevolent dictatorial direction. The infrastructure spending to support a complete flip-over from petrol to electricity is no small feat for a city the size of Guangzhou. If this were any city in America, such grand designs would still be mired under constant committee review. Or outright rejected because of “my freedoms”.

Imagine how much cleaner our air can get if all of our motive transportation is electrically powered. It will happen someday, but definitely not as quickly as Chinese megacities have done.

I think sometimes westerners get stuck on viewing other forms of government with our own specific lens. The application of democracy is unfortunately not democratic. How many coups have there been in countries with democratically elected Presidents?

It’s easy to criticize the one-party system of China when viewed with a western lens. Our rugged individualism cannot stand to see agency stripped away from the singular common man. However, the reality on the ground in China reveals the government in power is doing the best it can for as much people as possible. Its methods can be argued for or against, but the results are evidently beneficial. Clean streets, great air quality, public amenities aplenty, and zero crime. Who wouldn’t want to live under such conditions?

Super density.

Too many Chinas

In my many yearly travels back home to China, I’ve taken the route through Hong Kong. An arduous 15 hour plane ride from SFO to HKG, followed by another two hour train ride into mainland China back to Guangzhou. Factoring in commuting and wait times, it’s an easy 24 hours from closing the door to my home, to opening the door to the hotel. Why put myself through such pilgrimage year after year? The food. Cantonese cuisine is undefeated.

A slight pain-point when taking the transfer through Hong Kong is that you’re essentially crossing two borders. Hong Kong customs welcomes you in HKG, while China customs checks you again before you’re allowed to board the train. This is a logistical inconsistency that undermines the whole “One China” attitude. If it’s truly One China, then why the heck am I subjected to two sets of immigration checks? The Hong Kong one at the airport should more than suffice.

Then there’s restrictions on how frequent Chinese nationals can visit the Special Administrative Regions like Hong Kong and Macau. Restrictions that logically should not exist if it is truly one China. That would be like if I’m only allowed to visit Florida - as a Californian - for only a few weeks out of the year. Though that would be just fine because I’ve zero desire to visit Florida. Everybody knows the best Disney theme park is the one in Tokyo, Japan.

The One China policy is a mere political bluster; a power-play by the reigning communist regime. The party’s legitimacy is predicated on being recognized by the outside world as the de facto China. Anything that can threaten that legitimacy - however small - must be censored immediately. You think the Taiwanese national team really wants to compete in world sports under the “Chinese Taipei” banner?

Come to think of it, why allow athletes from Hong Kong and Macau compete under anything but China? One China, one national team, right? If anything, Taiwanese athletes, you guys come on over as well!

Hand-pulled salty chicken is worth the 15 hour flight.

WeChat pay the proper way

It’s well known that digital currency is super common in China. The foreigner trying to pay in paper cash money is the extreme outlier. Everybody else just tap-tap with their phones for absolutely everything. It’s like paying for everything with credit cards, but with no fees - you add money from your bank account, and with way more surveillance. As someone who has used WeChat Pay And AliPay extensively for many weeks over the years, the system is fabulously convenient.

Unless you are a foreign tourist. The two main payment platforms cannot be bound to foreign bank accounts. Nor can foreigners open local bank accounts without some sort of residency proof. Tourists’ only option is to bind their foreign credit cards, which works just fine with official merchant accounts. However, the small mom and pop shops typically carry personal WeChat Pay and AliPay accounts. Even some taxi drivers carry personal accounts. Those accounts cannot accept payment from foreign credit cards. It’s paper currency for you.

And while official law is merchants must accept cash, in practice it’s hugely inconvenient for the cash user. At pay-before-you-eat restaurants, you might be served after people who are paying with mobile. Not because of overt discrimination per se, but because the cashier has to dig up the tiller from the back. Because you might be the only cash transaction for the store for that entire day. Paying for taxi with cash? Don’t expect change in return. There’s a solid chance the driver won’t carry enough amount and variety of bills.

The ultimate flex as a foreigner is to have a local person transfer money to your account. Word on the street is many a hotel front desk person has done this. Foreigners give them cash, they transfer digital money from their WeChat or AliPay account. No restrictions, no messing around with foreign credit cards. This is how I’ve done it when I do my yearly travel to China, and it’s fantastic. A truly cash-less society is one I can get behind, because it’s cleaner, too. Currency bills are notoriously dirty. No thank you.

Boaty McBoatFace.

Pure security theatre

I like to complain about the security theatre here in the States, but practically speaking it’s a necessary evil. When the founding contract of the country stipulates the right to own firearms, you must and can only do the best to mitigate the downsides. Unless the second amendment goes away - never, at least not in our lifetime, security screenings before being allowed into venues is just part of life in America.

Surprisingly there’s even more stringent security theatre in China. Can you imagine needing to pass a detector and bag search before getting into a subway station? That’s normal everyday life in China. Perhaps there was a time when this was necessary. But the modern Chinese cities are so heavily surveilled that no one would be stupid enough to commit any physical crimes. (Word on the street is online scams are where the crime is concentrated.)

Never mind the fact civilian gun ownership is absolutely verboten.

With crime practically non existent, why then remain the security theatre? Even if the government is worried about explosive devices, money is so thoroughly digital in China - WeChat pay and AliPay is ubiquitous - that it should be laughably easy to find exactly who purchased the bomb-making ingredients. The citizenry cannot throw away a piece of trash without the government being able to tell exactly which trashcan it is.

There’s got to be a point where the crime deterrence apparatus has been so pervasive for so long that the mere idea of it is enough. The government can then scale back the stuff that merely adds on inconvenience.

But hey, as a government employee myself, I can appreciate the amount of jobs the security theatre creates. It’s rather cushy to sit beneath an air conditioning vent looking at bags all day. Especially for those who did not pass the highly competitive Chinese university entrance exams.

A cup makes the problems disappear.

The Healy travel luck

I have what my friends jokingly refers to as the “Healy travel luck.” It seems that when I go on vacation, things go very smoothly for me. And I’m not the type to obsessively plan things out into a rigid schedule. Serendipity has been kind to me, it must be said. Weather seems to cooperate where ever I go. The restaurants I encounter are all fine and delicious. A local immediately appears whenever I get stuck in a quandary when I’m in foreign countries.

In 2025 I wanted to make the annual trip home to Guangzhou, China during the QingMing Festival. It’s a yearly event where Chinese people visit their family burial sites to pay respects. I’ve never done it for the family on my father’s side (all residing in China), so the excitement was considerable.

But there’s only one problem: early April in Guangzhou can be rainy. And it’s the sort of tropical rain that you’re hopeless to defend with an umbrella. Never mind performing the rites: the rain is so heavy that you’d never get out of the car. My attention was glued to the weather forecast in the weeks leading up to the trip, with the unfortunate prediction that it was going to rain on the day of the visit to the graves.

Enter the Healy travel luck. It did rain that day, but it started in the afternoon. By that time, we were completely finished with the ceremonies in the morning. Funny enough, the sky opened up like crazy soon as we got back into our vehicles for the trip back to the hotel. It cannot get any more fortuitous than that.

Of course, I’ve completely jinxed myself just by typing out the previous paragraphs. Farewell, good fortune!

For the grandparents.

Reward without the work

In conversations with my aunts and uncles back in my home country of China, I’ve come to understand the supposed ennui of Chinese millennials (and younger). The “lying flat” movement that’s been popular on social media (until it got taken away). Young adults of the country are dissatisfied with the high-pressure achievement culture, and therefore are instead opting out of contributing to society (and themselves) in any meaningful way. Let’s just work enough to sustain.

I now see where the dissatisfaction stems from. Retired folks like my aunts and uncle are really living the good life. Government pensions are relatively generous, and retirement age relatively low (60 for men, 50 for blue-collar women workers that my aunts belong to.) Back in the day, these people were also provided with government-sponsored housing, or were able to buy a flat when it was insanely cheap in comparison to the real estate bubble of this millennia.

Chinese retirees own there flats outright, and are drawing a healthy monthly income from the government. This legion of folks goes out to eat all the time, and travel domestically and abroad whenever they fancy. We’ve all heard of the “Chinese dama” phenomenon: middle-aged Chinese women going on a tours and wrecking havoc on the local citizenry.

The younger generation see this with great envy. Principally because the price of a home - as it is anywhere in the first world - is astronomically unaffordable in China. And honestly, who doesn’t want to eat out at restaurants all the time? Traveling is also best done when you still have some youth and vigor. (That’s why I don’t regret spending a ton of money on travel this past decade of my late 20s and early 30s.)

You can see the problem: Chinese millennials want to skip right to what their parents have - without putting in any of the (long) time and work. This is the same reason people gamble on the stock market by throwing it all in on GameStop. The slow and steady growth is too boring and not fast enough. Now is a good time, not tomorrow. Social media showing the highlight reels of everyone else certainly doesn’t help the situation.

But monetary physics doesn’t allow for instant, overnight wealth generation. So in the face of an immovable object, it’s the easy way out to instead hate what you want. Who needs to own a home? That’s stupid. Working long hours to climb a corporate ladder for wealth? That’s just some societal bullshit. Travel? The home is where it’s at. A smartphone with an unlimited cellular plan is all that’s needed.

That’s lying flat in a nutshell.

That’s a great place to study.