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quinta-feira, 10 de dezembro de 2009

Tradição e modernidade

Apesar de ter já perdido a conta ao número de vezes que estive em Banguecoque, a mistura que ali se verifica entre tradição e modernidade nunca pára de me despertar a atenção. Lado a lado, encontram-se, com a maior das facilidades, os edifícios mais modernos e pequenos oratórios a céu aberto, onde a população continua a prestar culto às divindades por entre o barulho e a poluição do interminável trânsito.

Os contrastes arquitectónicos também ficam claros em imagens como esta abaixo, onde um santuário surge quase emparedado pela descomunal volumetria dos complexos Siam Paragon e Central World.

A imagem do monarca, símbolo e garante da unidade nacional, também é omnipresente, seja nas ruas da cidade ou até no interior dos centros comerciais. Sinceramente, dispensava era aquele vídeo a idolatrá-lo antes do início das sessões de cinema (a que temos que assistir de pé - e já houve turistas condenados a pena de prisão por não o fazerem). Cada coisa no seu lugar...

Para quem gosta da melhor seda tailandesa, é obrigatória uma visita ao armazém Jim Thompson, no início da Thanon Surawong (perto da famosa Phat Pong). Só não é muito bom para a carteira...

segunda-feira, 12 de outubro de 2009

Dança do leão

Na passada sexta-feira, dia 9 de Outubro, foi inaugurada a nova estação de correios do Terminal Marítimo do Porto Exterior (mais conhecido, simplesmente, por terminal de jetfoil), coincidindo com as celebrações do Dia Mundial dos Correios. Como é habitual nestas ocasiões, houve dança do leão:

quarta-feira, 1 de abril de 2009

As mentiras do Primeiro de Abril

Rádio Macau: Real Madrid e outros grandes clubes vêm disputar um torneio a Macau.

JTM: "coeficiente de remates" leva Portugal ao Mundial de 2010.

Ponto Final: Coutinho não entra em Hong Kong.

Hoje Macau: Fórmula Geely quer ter corrida no Grande Prémio.

Bem, a notícia do Hoje Macau ainda me suscita dúvidas (alternativas?). As outras parecem-me óbvias. Desculpem-me a (quase) desfeita...

Adenda em 2 de Abril: fonte do Hoje Macau acaba de me confirmar que o diário, afinal, não publicou nenhuma mentira. Ao que parece, esqueceram-se! Bolas, nem uma mentirinha?

terça-feira, 24 de março de 2009

China's last eunuch spills sex secrets

Emma Graham-Harrison (*)
Reuters
March 16, 2009

BEIJING - Only two memories brought tears to Sun Yaoting's eyes in old age -- the day his father cut off his genitals, and the day his family threw away the pickled remains that should have made him a whole man again at death.

China's last eunuch was tormented and impoverished in youth, punished in revolutionary China for his role as the "Emperor's slave" but finally feted and valued, largely for outlasting his peers to become a unique relic, a piece of "living history."

He had stories of the tortuous rituals of the Forbidden City, Emperor Pu Yi's last moments there and the troubled puppet court run by the Japanese during the 1930s. He escaped back to the heart of a civil war, became a Communist official and then a target of radical leftists before being finally left in peace.

This turbulent life has been recorded in the "The Last Eunuch of China" by amateur historian Jia Yinghua, who over years of friendship drew out of Sun the secrets that were too painful or intimate to spill to prying journalists or state archivists.

He died in 1996, in an old temple that had become his home, and his biography was finally published in English this year.

It unveils formerly taboo subjects like the sex life of eunuchs and the emperor they served, the agonizing castrations often done at home and also often lethal, and the incontinence and shame that came with the promise of great power.

"He was conflicted over whether to tell the secrets of the emperor," said Jia, adding that Sun preserved a loyalty to the old system because he had dedicated so much of his life to it.

"I was the only person he trusted. He did not even confide in his family, after they threw away his 'treasure,'" Jia added, using traditional eunuchs' slang for their preserved genitals.

They were discarded during the chaotic 1966-76 Cultural Revolution, when having anything from the "old society" could put lives at risk.

"He only cried about two things; when telling me about the castration and about the loss of his 'treasure'," said Jia, who works as an energy bureaucrat, but devotes all his spare time to chronicling the dying days of Imperial China after a childhood enthralled by the eunuchs and princes who were his neighbors.

STERILITY AND POWER

Over years of painstaking research, he has gleaned arcane details about every aspect of palace life, along with secrets about the emperor's sexuality and cruelty that would look at home on the front page of tabloid newspapers.

For centuries in China, the only men from outside the imperial family who were allowed into the Forbidden City's private quarters were castrated ones. They effectively swapped their reproductive organs for a hope of exclusive access to the emperor that made some into rich and influential politicians.

Sun's impoverished family set him on this painful, risky path in hopes that he might one day be able to crush a bullying village landlord who stole their fields and burned their house.

His desperate father performed the castration on the bed of their mud-walled home, with no anesthetic and only oil-soaked paper as a bandage. A goose quill was inserted in Sun's urethra to prevent it getting blocked as the wound healed.

He was unconscious for three days and could barely move for two months. When he finally rose from his bed, history played the first of a series of cruel tricks on him -- he discovered the emperor he hoped to serve had abdicated several weeks earlier.

"He had a very tragic life. He had thought it was worthwhile for his father, but the sacrifice was in vain," Jia said, in a house stacked with old books, newspapers and photos.

"He was very smart and shrewd. If the empire had not fallen there is a high chance he would have become powerful," Jia added.

The young ex-emperor was eventually allowed to stay in the palace and Sun had risen to become an attendant to the empress when the imperial family were unceremoniously booted out of the Forbidden City, ending centuries of tradition and Sun's dreams.

"He was castrated, then the emperor abdicated. He made it into the Forbidden City then Pu Yi was evicted. He followed him north and then the puppet regime collapsed. He felt life had played a joke at his expense," Jia said.

Many eunuchs fled with palace treasures, but Sun took a crop of memories and a nose for political survival that turned out to be better tools for surviving years of civil war and ideological turbulence that followed.

"He never became rich, he never became powerful, but he became very rich in experience and secrets," Jia said.

(*) Editing by Nick Macfie and Bill Tarrant.

segunda-feira, 9 de março de 2009

Ementa típica de um casamento chinês

Um bom exemplo da ementa típica do jantar de um casamento chinês (este foi ontem à noite, no MGM de Macau - altamente recomendável, diga-se!).

terça-feira, 3 de março de 2009

Vendilhões

Os vendilhões junto ao Largo do Senado e ao Mercado de São Domingos (fotografia de Rafael Lam).

sexta-feira, 6 de fevereiro de 2009

terça-feira, 16 de dezembro de 2008

O maior presépio de Macau?

No pequeno jardim em frente ao New Yaohan, foi montado o que julgo ser o maior presépio de Macau. Simples, mas com figuras em tamanho real e uma iluminação que lhe dá uma aura muito agradável à noite. Ao lado, o padrão dos descobrimentos. Ali bem perto, a estátua de Jorge Álvares, o primeiro navegador português que aqui aportou. Tudo a contrastar com a selva de cimento e vidro em que se tornou aquela zona dos Lagos Nam Van.

sábado, 13 de dezembro de 2008

Cenas tradicionais de Macau

Quem circulava ontem pela Rua de São Domingos terá, provavelmente, reparado neste idoso a vender mel. Disseram-me que anda nisto há muitos anos, mas não aparecia no centro da cidade há algum tempo. Ontem, era o centro das atenções de muitos transeuntes, locais e forasteiros, que ora lhe compravam a iguaria, ora o fotografavam, ora simplesmente observavam a sua actividade. Até ficou mais intenso o ambiente de Natal que já se sente pela cidade!