Beijing is Patriotic

Saying that this could be the Chinese century has become a cliché, but the people there did strike me as no nonsense and all business as they leap forward. I was impressed by the resolute expressions on even the uniformed workers along the roads who are paid to hold signs reminding drivers to slow down. They stared at me as though the success of China, Inc. depended on them.

Throughout most of my lifetime, it’s been true to say that the country’s best years happened long ago. Even now, the tour buses seem never to unload in front of anything built since the late 1700s. Foreign visitors seeing only those spectacular (though somehow also quaint) attractions might reasonably conclude that China hasn’t had much to brag about in the meantime.

But when those same foreigners stop to look at who else is getting off tour buses, they realize that their fellow sightseers are now likely to be from inside the country, and that these domestic vacationers are not only doing lots of bragging, they have money in their pockets to back it up.

Patriotic tour packages are apparently now all the rage. Wherever I strolled as a tourist, I was surrounded by large herds of Chinese. They were shepherded along by guides jabbering away on portable microphones, and carrying tall, uniquely-colored pennants, the better to keep their charges in line.

Tiananmen Square fills every morning and evening with proud Chinese wanting to see an honor guard raise and lower the national flag. The people walking beside me at the Summer Palace had their shoulders thrown back. I couldn’t help contrasting the feeling of purpose with the last few years’ news from the United States, with its stutter-stepping over Iraq, and its red-state-blue-state divisions.

There’s only one direction and one color in Beijing. For better or worse, the entire enterprise seems to know where it’s going.