Pah
I'm way more impressed by the Jordanian show where one of the speakers pulled a gun out and started waving it around (not that it stopped his opponent who carried on regardless).
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-middle-east-18756726
Two prominent Chinese micro-bloggers decided to settle their differences offline on Friday, after a Sina Weibo spat between a female regional TV presenter and a pro-government academic ended up in fisticuffs in a Beijing park. The stand-off in Chaoyang Park, a transcript of which has been provided by Beijing Cream, pitted – …
I don't see this ending happily for Wu, despite her (from our point of view) occupying the moral high ground. (except, maybe, from the punching somebody in the head point of view)
I hope this retains enough publicity to ensure she is treated fairly.
I like the sound of the Chinese Fiddy Cent club.
It looks to me like an ambush of Mr Wu, complete with some salty oriental dialogue:
Zhou: There are lots of people who are cursing you…
Wu: I’m not talking about anyone else. It’s you who’s cursing me.
Crowd, various cries: Beat him! Beat him to death! Beat the running dog! Stupid cunt!
A lot of grown men feel uncomfortable about getting into fisticuffs with women; it feels ungentlemanly and wrong to even raise their fists.
I'm going to have a go at Mr. Wu for being an intellectual prostitute. Molybdenum and copper can be quite nasty for the environment, even in the first world. For example, there were floods in Queensland some years ago where some of the creeks ran blue with copper tailings. It was not a good look, even in the sparsely populated Outback. Sichuan has more people, and the Chinese government has a worse environmental record. Do I need to say more?
in «the scuffle in the park» and «[t]he assistant professor’s excuse for being beaten by a girl» than in the issue at hand, i e, whether the construction of yet another metallurgical plant in the Shifang area would, indeed, be damaging to the local environment (which is already very severely damaged) ? But given that he seems to find his intellectual mentors at «Beijing Cream», alles in Ordnung, as my German friends say....
Henri