Quiet meditation. A rare moment of quiet in China. Breathe in, breathe out. Circulate your internal energy, move your qi and maximize your vitality.

Crash. Honk. “Can I be friends with you?”

Who disturbs our meditation as a pebble disturbs the stillness of the pond?

Uhhh, us, the 1.3 billion denizens of the People’s Republic of China.

Boot to the head.

China has done plenty to piss me off this week, from paying me a day late to blocking access to this very blog (and every other BlogSpot site) to asking me for impossible favors. And yes, I’m blaming everyone and the country whole.

So I’m giving China a big boot to the head. Think of my one-pound Gortex hiking boots, in a whir of constant motion, landing on the skull of every pushy bus-rider, every English major sleeping in English class, every censor cutting off information from the outside world and every other Ed Gruberman.

While I’m doing that, watch this video and be entertained. And expect the leather to fly again in the future. I’m already stretching. Suggestions, anyone?

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