I love my hall!

Here's a good one for you sweet kids you.

I had an assignment to write a 1-page piece from the POV of an "other," ie, somebody who is not like me (female, American, 'hapa,' whatever.) So I thought, Oh-ho! I shall write from the POV of a Chinese skinhead! The closest I get to a skinhead, and I'm not making any claims here, as you'll see, is my lovely Merc jacket that Miss Caitlin keeps taking from me. I love it so. Vies with my Straight to Hell jacket as my favorite jacket, unless it's really really cold, and then my loyalties lie with my tragically no-longer waterproof, puffy North Face thing which only ethnic minorities seem to wear. . .

Half an hour later. I realize that this it isn't going to work, but I run into my neighbor in the hall, who moved into my friend's room after said friend went to study abroad in Glasgow (and it was said friend who actually first sent me the link to the band down there), and I say, "Hey, you've been to China, right?" He's one of those white kid Econ majors who speak Chinese.

"Yeah."

"When you were in Beijing, did you see any skinheads? Like is there a substantial-- relatively-- presence?"

Kid blinks a few times. "What's a skinhead? Are they, like, emo kids times two?"

Now I was pretty sure this was a subculture fairly embedded in the modern consciousness. Guess I was wrong.

Anyway, check out some crazy Chinese Oi! Lead singer Lei Jun is apparently one of the first working to spread the scene. Oh yeah, and PS? I think that picture is one of the cutest I've seen ever. I want my wedding pictures to look like that. Minus bleach splattered jeans. Just not into that.

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