As
in a lot of other countries of the world (not America), China relies on
the bicycle. Of the eclectic mix of wheeled vehicles I see on an
everyday basis, the bicycle dominates. Almost all seem to
be antiques, kept just roadworthy enough to avoid disintegration by
Nanjing's third most popular form of employment: the bicycle repairman.
(Maybe someday I'll write about number one, though it's pretty boring.)
These
repairmen (it's always a man) have a good life, I think, though they
don't earn much money. Each day they go to their repair shops (otherwise
known as a sidewalk) and sit and wait the day out with their collection
of grimy, bent tools, hand pump, and bowl of water (to find holes in
tire tubes, of course). They wait for someone to break down in front of
them, because if they break down ten feet further there will surely be
another repairman at that spot, waiting to snap up the business. And as
there is a great deal of people who rely on the bicycle for business
purposes, I'm convinced these men single handedly keep the economy of
China afloat.
The
bicycle as a business tool, you question? Certainly. For example, if
you combine the idea of bicycle with, say... cabbage, you have a
vegetable market. Add bicycle to propane burner and you have restaurant.
And if you combine all three - bicycle, cabbage, and propane burner -
you get laxative factory. You get the picture. Sometimes I think the
world has turned upside down when I see the variety of way in which
people put the bicycle to use. In previous emails I've made mention of
the things I've seen transported on bicycles. In no
particular order, here are a few more: ten blue water cooler bottles
(full), a chicken coop the size of a Kenmore refrigerator (also full),
five propane tanks full of propane (I assume full), pieces of PVC pipe
over five meters in length (about fifteen feet for the metric impaired),
towers of fruit boxes and newspapers, and two desktop computers
complete with mouse pads. But, the single greatest thing
I've seen yet is surely this (Westerners take note as you will no longer
need heavy moving equipment): a bed. It was mattress AND
boxspring, impossibly attached to a bicycle, going down the street. I
had to look twice to make sure Tom and Jerry weren't pedaling. It is
also worth noting that I've seen fourteen Chinese people riding one
bicycle. But it was in a circus. That doesn't quite count.
Along
with squealing brakes, wheels scraping rusty fenders, and even rustier
chains rolling over rusty gears, the standard Chinese bicycle also has a
wire basket in front and rack behind the seat (both rusty). If not
occupied by various and sundry paraphernalia, there will surely be
someone sitting on this rack - children, the elderly, men in business
suits, everybody rides. (Though I have never seen money exchanged, maybe
the combination of bicycle and rack equals taxi?) And if it is a girl
sitting there, she's guaranteed to be riding side-saddle like an
Elizabethan lady. Seeming romantic for boys and girls, I like this
passenger aspect of the bicycle.
There is another aspect of the Chinese bicycle that is also interesting. Not
so much based on its use, rather how it is ridden. No matter the need
or circumstance, the Chinese person simply refuses to stand while
riding. So, rather than standing to pedal to get that little extra bit
of power going up a hill, the Chinese instead hunch and strain. (Hunch
and Strain sounds like a good name for the laxative factory. SORRY!!!) And
as a result, I have seen old men shouting at people to get out of the
way as they stagger and weave backwards downhill trying to keep their
heavily loaded bicycle upright - a bicycle that would have made it over
the incline were they only willing to stand and pedal. Thinking there to
be a logical explanation, I asked my students about this. But I received only the echoing answer of "Chinese culture" in return. Any ideas?
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