Get out of jail free
Yesterday, on the streets of our neighborhood, I
saw and heard a live, roving advertisement for a girlie show.
I already knew about the show. In front of a
rundown theater around the corner from where we live, there was a 12-foot square
sign picturing rows of dancing girls in skimpy costumes. Now a bus full of
dancers was driving around in a vehicle that looked like it had been painted
(circa. 1967) by the Merry Pranksters. A loudspeaker was blaring out an
announcement that I couldn't translate, but I was pretty sure I
understood.
I happened to be walking with
Mr. Li, the head of the Foreign Affairs office and the man responsible for my
well being in China, when the bus passed by. He confirmed my suspicions about
the show and added that he expected the show would be very popular.
With more impishness than discretion I
announced, "Maybe I will go." Mr. Li thought for a moment before mentioning,
"You know, sometimes the shows are raided by the police." Still pushing him, I
suggested that "If I go to jail, then I'll have to call you to bail me
out."
He called my bluff, and ended the
discussion by pointing out, "That will not be a problem. First I will get you
out of jail, and then I will get you out of the country."
Posted: Sat
- October 25, 2003 at 04:31 AM