So it was like this.
I'm not much of a party freak but had only recently moved to Beijing and felt like what the hell, I should probably at the very least check out the scene, right? I dressed up to kill because if you're going to party, I mean you may as well play the part, and I hit the scene solo - perhaps a bad idea in retrospect, but at the time my friends were still few and I'm a firm believer that heading out on your own is the greatest way to meet new people. In the meantime, I had no idea what I was getting into, and that all started with the fact that this was the first (and last) evening that I filled my flask with baijiu. While I'm really not sure whether the fact that I'm a 5'11" redhead played into the outcome, I'm absolutely certain that my position in Beijing - as a Fellow engaged in Academic Research - most certainly did not, and on the contrary, that the flask full of baijiu indubitably did. And while I'm not sure how it started really, I can sure as hell tell you how it ended: There's me, dancing on the table with one of the women who I presume was actually getting paid to do so, surrounded by so many and probably having the time of my life; there's of that moment of instability that inevitably arrives, what with such a small space to dance within and the baijiu/miscellaneous cocktail combination; and then, simply falling.
I fell off of the table. And I fell hard - perhaps inflicting a certain Russian man with a something of a blackeye/sore tooth combo (to whom I am forever grateful <3 because, oddly enough, he was still the one who drove me to the hospital - a trip I still cringe to consider because I can only barely remember the ride. I mean, I know it happened, but . . .).
And as if that weren't a rough enough way to end the evening, try explaining that broken wrist to your Fellowship funded health insurance provider.

I went there when I lost my lover and drank a lot and was drunk and slept in a friend's apartment nearby. Just crazy that night!

My friend was in town from HK, went down to Chocolate with a bunch of friends. At midnight the dancers started come to the tables and I had a couple Red Maos in my hands, wanted the girls to dance for my friend. But I guess the girls didn't understand English and kept dancing in front of me, and my gf was right next to me. So my gf got jealous, pushed one of the girls away and started giving me a lap dance...what a night.

You've gotta watch the wording of this poll carefully. Sexual satisfaction does not necessarily equate with an active sex life. You could be satisfied with your sex life if you're not getting any at all.
Based on complains I get from Chinese women and from what my 30-something Chinese girlfriend tells me, Chinese being satisfied with their sex lives and actually having a sex life are indeed two different things. Younger women constantly complain that their boyfriends/husbands are more interested in computer games or playing cards, etc. with their buddies that spending time in the sack other than to sleep. Throw in the lack of privacy that many face in small apartments, and the results fly in the face of what one might assume from this poll.
On top of that, most Chinese tend to lose interest in sex after a couple of years of marriage or after having a child. By their mid-30's, many Chinese are down to having sex from just once a month all the way down to once or twice a year.
Granted, the newest generation of sexually active Chinese, especially women, may be very different than previous generations, and young men anywhere are always horny, but as a nation, most Chinese people I know would scoff at the idea that the Chinese as a whole are among the world's leaders in sexual activity. While Western expats might 'grow' excited about the availability of young Chinese women to lay, many of them who marry Chinese women have to put in a bit of effort to keep their Chinese wives interested in continuing to have a reasonably (to us) active sex life after the first two or three years.
In truth, most Chinese do not regard sex as being very important in a relationship, certainly not like Westerners do. Western men here are generally regarded as being 'sex-mad' for good reason - to them, we are!
So, you interview 0.0000833 percent of a population and arrive at the conclusion that the Chinese are sex maniacs? The vast majority of Chinese are very uncomfortable talking about sex even to close family or friends, let alone to some damn pollster. I don't think so!

Hey Shizo,

It's part of a larger Chinese work entitled, amusingly, "Trilogy of the Toilet." One of the other stories concerns a member of a symphony orchestra who is laid off and is forced to manufacture toilets for a living...

Dan

Damn, sounds like a fun little book. I'll try to find it in Chinese next time I'm at Wangfujing (anyone know its Chinese name?).
Another great book I've read in China was "American Born Chinese" by Gene Yang. It's hilarious.

Hi Supercadet,

You are quite right - Eileen's list is in fact by alphabetical order, as opposed to order of merit. Apologies - that's what happens when you do a post in a rush!

The post has been re-worded accordingly.

Cheers,

Dan Edwards

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