Where In The World Is Evan?

If there’s one global industry that’s screaming out for reform it’s drug dealing. Of the plethora of global consumer industries drug dealing is simultaneously the most profitable and the most unreliable. Dealers who can be consistently relied upon for quality, quantity, and promptness are incredibly hard to find. In China this is particularly so, as the penalty for drug dealing is execution by firing squad, whereas penalties for drug use are comparatively lenient. This creates unchecked demand from recreational uses, who don’t fear capture, but conversely drives up prices and drives down quality as dealers are exposed to an increased level of risk.

As such Sergio and I were unable to score any e for this weekend, and I had to make do with a mediocre pill left over from last week. Having settled into a routine of weeknight beer drinking, and weekend dance club revelry the last few weeks have been a lot of fun, but a little monotonous. Last night was no different in this regard, as Sergio and I headed down to Mix and Babi clubs for a night of dancing.

After dancing in Mix for a couple of hours we noticed that two beautiful girls sitting at a table across the room were looking at us. Motioning for them to come dance, they soon joined us on the dance floor. After some brief introductions they took us back to their table and plied us with free drinks. The girl I was talking to, Cathy, is your typical beautiful rich kid. Not too bright, but with so much money that getting into university wasn’t a problem and nor is staying there. Indeed going to university is just a formality, as she’ll probably never have to work a day in her life. Her only experience of working is a modeling shoot she did recently in preparation for her pending trip to Shanghai to complete a photo shoot for her portfolio.

Unbeknownst to Sergio and I, however, a good friend of mine, who was supposed to be joining us later that night, was getting mugged. On her way out of her apartment, in a crappy part of town, she was robbed at knife-point by two men. This is my first contact, albeit indirectly, with any form of violent crime in China. Pick-pocketing is common in major tourist areas, but I’ve never heard any reports of violent crime and certainly not against foreigners. Indeed China still maintains a dual sentencing legal system where crimes against foreigners are punished much more harshly than those against other Chinese. The police would later tell my friend that the muggers probably mistook her in the dark for one of the many prostitutes who live in her building, and targeted her because of an expectation that she was carrying cash that she wouldn’t readily report stolen.