The brutal childhood that shaped Xi Jinping

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The brutal childhood that shaped Xi Jinping

Xi Jinping endured an astonishingly grim childhood, says The Economist. His father, Xi Zhongxun, insisted on total deference from his children. Every lunar new year, Xi would perform the traditional “kowtow ritual”, prostrating himself at his old man’s feet. “If his technique was off, his father would beat him.” Xi Zhongxun was a senior member of the Chinese Communist Party until he was purged in 1962 for supporting the publication of a subversive novel. Four years later, as part of Mao’s Cultural Revolution, he was kidnapped and tortured. Xi – still only around 13 years old – was branded a “capitalist roader” (a traitor) because of his father’s disgrace. One of his sisters killed herself. Xi was forced to wear a heavy steel cap and subjected to a ritual humiliation at the hands of a baying crowd. “His mother joined in the jeering.”

Xi was soon thrown in prison, where he had to sleep on an icy floor during winter. “My entire body was covered in lice,” he wrote. At one point he managed to escape and make his way home, where he begged his mother for some food. “Not only did she refuse, she also reported him to the authorities.” When he was 15, Xi was sent to the countryside along with millions of other young people exiled from the cities. He lived in a cave in a remote part of the country, “where girls were sold into marriage for a dowry calculated by their weight”. Xi, who spent seven years there before eventually securing a place at university, found it a formative experience. “Even if you do not understand, you are forced to understand,” he said later. “It forces you to mature earlier.”

🍖🤢 Xi’s deference to his father remained even when he was in his mid-30s and a rising star in the CCP. During one family meal, Xi Zhongxun – by now in his 70s – was struggling to chew through some garlic ribs, so he took the “half-masticated” meat out of his mouth and gave it to his son to finish. Xi “accepted the morsel without hesitation or complaint”.

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Heroes and villains

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Hero
Jacinda Ardern, says Tim Stanley in The Daily Telegraph, for managing to write a political memoir without a single interesting anecdote. “My whole short life,” she writes in A Different Kind of Power, “I had grappled with the idea that I was never quite good enough.” Regrettably, she persisted, “rising through the two or three ranks of New Zealand society” to become prime minister at 37. The Arderns were Mormons, a fact that “threatens to make the author remotely interesting” until she reveals she lost her faith after watching a romcom about a gay Mormon who gives up God for love. “Lucky Ardern didn’t watch Top Cat, or she might have embarked upon a life of crime.”

Villain
Professor David Nutt of Imperial College, who has declared that the only “safe” amount of alcohol is a single glass of wine a year. “Yes, you read that correctly,” says Carol Midgley in The Times: one a year. What a buzzkill. Just picture that annual scene, as you sit back in your “safety-railed armchair”, remove the padded boxing helmet you wear to protect you from open cupboards, adjust your anti-fall airbag vest even though you’re only 33, and “enjoy the one sanctioned glass” in your miserably risk-averse life. No thank you.

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Scottish MP Ash Regan, for fearlessly exposing the stupidity of the mainstream media. Asked about fears that a new bill could drive prostitution into an “unregulated and underground system”, the Alba Party MSP said the question didn’t make any sense. “If you even think for one second, you cannot possibly drive prostitution underground,” she said. “If you had a lot of women in underground cellars with a locked door, how would the punters get to them?”

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