Leaving Shenzhen, I took a taxi to the ferry terminal. On the way, we drove alongside this: an open truck full of half butchered pigs, uncovered, unwrapped.
Their tails flapped in the breeze. It reminded me, as I left, that the Shenzhen project is a thin veneer of modernity and cosmopolitanism laid over much older ways of doing things. And in the long run, I and the other westerners, the scientists and managers and vice presidents, don't belong here. The Chinese government is modernizing China not for us but for the Chinese. Don't let the door hit you in the ass on your way out.