Canadian, Geo-political

Why do we not like the Chinese?

Why do we not like the Chinese?

A while ago, I posted on face book what I thought was a good news story about China developing the means to control the weather. Getting no feedback, I enquired with people as to what they thought of the Chinese being able to control the weather. The responses displayed indifference, distrust, fears and a visceral dislike of China. Frankly, I was disappointed but not surprised.  This conforms to studies conducted finding over 80 % of Canadians held an unfavourable view of China.

Why do we feel this way about China? This was not so in 1967 when our then Prime minister Pierre Trudeau and the Canadian government were one of the first governments to recognize the Peoples Republic of China. Canadians generally thought positively towards China. We felt good about being the wheat basket for China.

There is nothing that China has done that can explain this recent turn-about except some form of brainwashing.

China, in the past 3 or 4 years, has come under a concerted media attack, in the west by, all our mainstream and even modestly progressive media. They have been portrayed as unfair competitors, a serious offender of human rights, as a growing military threat with aggressive designs around the world. And all these misdeeds performed in the name of the Communist Party. The very word Communist, of course, for many engenders a feeling of everything that is bad.

This is the message repeatedly drilled into us by our Western media and as said by Marshall McLuhan “The Medium is the Message” and in our case the only message. And our media does not voice both sides.

Better understanding only comes about by hearing both sides of an issue. Let us hear the Chinese side of the Meng abduction question; the rights and wrongs of the Hongkong story. Let’s hear their side repeated over and over and then form an opinion. Let us hear the Chinese Ambassador just as we do the American ambassador in these disagreements.


Author: Ron Brydges

Born on Vancouver Island and raised as a child in Prince Rupert and as a teenager in Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan. Graduated, not without struggle, from Central Collegiate High School. Got my first post graduate job at a steel and pipe mill in Regina, Returned to B.C. and worked in a fabrication shop, a consulting firm, a northern mine and then went east and lived and worked in Toronto for a machinery manufacturer. Moved to St. Catharines where i worked on contract for GM. Was discharged at 62 and took up writing. Now divorced with two daughters and four grandchildren. There was a life between these lines and some of it will come out in my blogs.