Random Thoughts on Chinese New Year
Press Action
Saturday, February 01, 2003
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By Mickey Z.
I was born in the Year of the Rat. I’m reminded of this because Feb. 1 is Chinese New Year (ushering in the Year of the Goat). For most Americans, other than ordering take-out, watching images of the colorful and loud parades in the nation’s various “Chinatowns” is probably the extent of their contact with anything remotely Chinese.
I’ve never been ashamed of having a much-maligned rodent represent my year of birth. Contrary to public opinion, the rat is a remarkable creature. Here’s a little something I dug up on the web:
“The Norway rat is the only animal other than man which has been scientifically proven to both laugh and dream. No doubt many other animals do laugh, or dream, but only the Norway rat has been proven to. Norway rats’ cries are mainly ultrasonic, too high for most humans to hear, but with suitable electronic equipment young rats can be heard giggling as they wrestle and play — a sort of staccato, clicking ‘Eh eh eh.’ And in a study published in January 2001, researchers at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology reported that they had monitored the brainwaves of rats while solving a maze, and while sleeping afterwards, and found that the rats seemed to be running the maze again in their sleep.”
The rat isn’t the only one suffering from a bum rap. The Chinese provided much of the labor behind America’s brutal westward expansion and were rewarded with the 1882 Chinese Exclusion Act, which read in part:
“Be it enacted by the Senate and House of Representatives of the United States of America in Congress assembled, That from and after the expiration of ninety days next after the passage of this act, and until the expiration of ten years next after the passage of this act, the coming of Chinese laborers to the United States be, and the same is hereby, suspended; and during such suspension it shall not be lawful for any Chinese laborer to come, or, having so come after the expiration of said ninety days, to remain within the United States.”
There’s so much about rats to learn and appreciate:
Can there be a new, more agreeable image of China? According to Xi Kiaohe, a reporter for the China Sports Weekly, there already is, thanks to Yao Ming, the 7’ 5” Chinese basketball player now playing for the Houston Rockets. “People thought of Chinese people as short and skinny, not fierce, unable to play competitive sports. Yao has shown that it is wrong.” Being a long-time martial artist, these words felt like déjà vu all over again. When Bruce Lee, in the 1972 film Chinese Connection, waded through a Japanese karate school in an orgy of revenge, he made certain to remind his vanquished foes: “We are not sick men.” The film set box office records in Hong Kong. Fierce enough for ya?
Somehow, the word “rat” has become synonymous with betrayal. Maybe human disdain for this animal is envy-based. They can do so many things we can’t:
Actually, there’s another way we Americans encounter Chinese life and that’s the ubiquitous “Made in China” label. Practically everything we buy these days is produced by sweatshop labor, prison labor, child labor, or slave labor provided by the People’s Republic of China. In a telling illustration of American capitalist evolution, the largest U.S. employer was once General Motors (GM is now the largest employer in Mexico). Then it was Manpower Inc., a temp agency. Today, it’s Wal-Mart, a company owned by one of America’s richest families ... a company where 50% of its employees are eligible for food stamps ... a company with over 900 factories in the People’s Republic of China. Despite (or because of) all those sweatshops in China, many in America’s working class opposed China’s entry into the World Trade Organization. The AFL-CIO declared: “No blank check for China.” Mike Dolan of Public Citizen’s Global Trade Watch told the Wall St. Journal: “China, we’re coming atcha. There is no question about it. The next issue is China.” Workers were pitted against one another while transnational corporations profited.
It’s fascinating to behold how particular animals never seem to be accepted. Like the dog, the rat has taken the first step toward domestication: initiating contact with humans. Unlike the dog, rats are despised and exterminated.
Good luck, Goat…
Mickey Z. is the author of The Murdering of My Years: Artists and Activists Making Ends Meet and an editor at Wide Angle. He can be reached at: .