There’s a Lot of Bad Blood in This Strait

“He’ll choke you until you submit.”

Recently, the United States announced it would deliver an arms package to Taiwan. Simple, right? Not really;  there are layers, and we all know how dangerous those can be.


America leaned back against the polished wooden chair and drummed his fingers against his knees. “This is weird. We’ve never done this before, have we?”

“Why would we? You only hold secret meetings with other countries, isn’t that right?” Taiwan’s voice was like coffee with just cream; you didn’t realize that it was bitter until you thought about it enough.

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One China two China Red China blue China

In light of recent events, here’s a quick revisit to the story I wrote that briefly explores the China-Taiwan issue.

Prejudice & Politics

Header image for One China Two China Red China Blue ChinaSmoke filtered through the gaps in the beaded curtain that hid their booth. Between both of their cigarettes, the air around them matched a Beijing skyline.

Long nails clicked against porcelain as Taiwan fixed her tea. China smoked quietly and every so often resisted the urge to check his buzzing cellphone. Should have silenced it.

“Have you been well?” She asked after a long lull of silence. It was a safe question.

China kept his eyes off of her. “Yes, I think so.”

Taiwan leaned down and breathed in.”What a nice scent.  You said this was chun mee, didn’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Maybe I could make us tung-ting next time.”

“I don’t like oolong.”

Taiwan’s lips pursed. “You are being impossible.”

He sat up suddenly. “Excuse me? Green tea is healthy. You ought to drink it more. It lowers blood pressure and cholesterol. You could benefit–”

“Oh, shut up. I’ll drink your tea.”

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One China two China Red China blue China

Smoke filtered through the gaps in the beaded curtain that hid their booth. Between both of their cigarettes, the air around them matched the Beijing skyline.

Long, red nails clicked against porcelain as Taiwan fixed her tea. China smoked quietly and, every so often, resisted the urge to check his buzzing cellphone. Should have silenced it.

Header image for One China Two China Red China Blue China

Smoke filtered through the gaps in the beaded curtain that hid their booth. Between both of their cigarettes, the air around them matched a Beijing skyline.

Long nails clicked against porcelain as Taiwan fixed her tea. China smoked quietly and every so often resisted the urge to check his buzzing cellphone. Should have silenced it.

“Have you been well?” She asked after a long lull of silence. It was a safe question.

China kept his eyes off of her. “Yes, I think so.”

Taiwan leaned down and breathed in.”What a nice scent.  You said this was chun mee, didn’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Maybe I could make us tung-ting next time.”

“I don’t like oolong.”

Taiwan’s lips pursed. “You are being impossible.”

He sat up suddenly. “Excuse me? Green tea is healthy. You ought to drink it more. It lowers blood pressure and cholesterol. You could benefit–”

“Oh, shut up. I’ll drink your tea.”

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