Well, I won’t get into how black people are treated in China. But 1950s America wouldn’t be too far off. China even has special universities for their own minorities. Hell, there is a coffee shop in downtown Chengdu with a sign on the door that says “No Japanese allowed.” China is currently a culture that is not afraid to classify people and rank them. It’s really, really, really not America and you can’t expect them to act like Americans.
But we still send black and Japanese-American Peace Corps volunteers here, because there is something for everyone to gain out of it. Sometimes you have to take the good parts and shrug off the bad parts.
As for me, I went to school in a wrong-side-of-the-tracks California suburb. No, I don’t have any empirical proof that my guidance councilor gently pushed women towards lower achievement activities. But it seemed kind of obvious to me, given that he kept telling me, an A student, that I should take keyboarding because one day I was going to need a job and being a typist is good steady work. He didn’t seem impressed when I said that I planned to do a bit better than “typist.”
Atypical? Maybe. But remember huge chunks of America do not grow up in the middle-class. Millions of American girls still live in a world where they are expected to get married, pop out a kid, and make down payment on a trailer. Since I was pretty much one of these, I’m really not about to write off their problems.