To Live and Let Burn....Or, never let Lord Elgin play with matches....
There it sits, not far from the Forbidden City itself. Originally built but for a boy. And of course expanded over time, from Emperor to Emperor, until the walls literally came tumbling down. And there it lies, to this day, as a symbol of China's humiliation, and weakness. The waft of "Victim Syndrome" fills the air. But very few Chinese were killed here, if any. There were no bombs, no radiation. But there was a mob, alright. The overweening narrative I've oft heard when young, from other young folk, is that the ruthless laowai simply burned the whole thing down. Of course when youngerer, what is simpler then and uncluttered is all so easy to understand and explain. The older one becomes, the more one understands there are always two sides to the story, for any situation, the more good old fashioned "nuance" fills the air, like a mist that never goes away. So it is with "Yuan Mingyuan". 圆明园 Or is it "Yuanming Yuan"?...