uncharacteristically robust PLA soldiers

The instant a subjective partiality for a certain type of woman is acknowledged to be a racial preference, a red flag goes up.  In my case, the red flag is China’s.

It is time to publicly admit to and reckon with a personal prejudice:  Chinese women are more attractive than women of other races and nationalities.  They are arguably more beautiful, intelligent, and sensitive.  Their thick black mane, silky skin, delicate facial bones, thick lips and almond eyes (oh my, those epicanthic folds) make them irresistible.

And Chinese girls are blessed with a slim body core, extending from which are the most shapely legs on the planet, on average.

Of course, I have heard from more than a few European and Latin men that I’ve got it all wrong:  the Chinese may have pretty faces, but they are washboard flat and without junk in the trunk.

But before you flame me in the comments section, hear me out, as I am not only talking about looks, even though physical attractiveness is pretty important.  Owing to their history and tradition, Chinese women are beautiful inside, too.  They are plucky, hardworking, pragmatic, independent, loyal, generous, and gracious, to name just a few qualities.

Modern Chinese women, unlike their Mao-era forbears, exult in an open society, with more choices and opportunities than ever before.  Out are the drab green uniforms and braided hair.  In are Clinique and Chanel. Official comradely sexual equality–always hypocritical because women had to work in the home after working in the fields–has been replaced with a more equitable balance of gender roles.

It is usually assumed, incorrectly by Western women, that Western men are attracted to Asian women for their supposed “submissiveness.”  Even many Asian women complain about the phenomenon of “yellow fever,” a white man’s obsession with yellow-skinned beauty, and the petite, pliant, and demure personality that goes along with that stereotype.  Yes, foot-binding was a cruel imperial practice emblematic of Chinese gender inequality. But that was the olden days.

Since China’s epochal opening, women have poured out of the universities to staff the administrative, sales and marketing departments of export industries on China’s east coast.  The girls are often more competent than the boys. They speak better English (or German, Russian), possess greater social skills, and negotiate deals with more savvy.

Chinese women cannot be pushed around and they won’t stay up at night waiting for you.  They are China’s secret economic weapon.  There are reasons why powerful men, like Rupert Murdoch, George Soros, Mark Zuckerberg, and Hugh Grant selected Chinese spouses.

By the way, who can forget the image of Wendi Deng, Murdoch’s wife, beating back her husband’s attacker at a parliamentary inquiry?

Nevertheless, let me be clear about a few things.  Chinese women have a long way to go to catch up with women in the developed world.  The countryside is still very backward, and even in the most cosmopolitan cities women face a glass ceiling, wage disparities, and overt and subtle sexual discrimination in a traditional male-dominated business culture.  Perhaps it is because of the odds against Chinese women that I admire them so.

A debatable question is whether China’s economic juggernaut and openness to the West has really brought unalloyed good in the way of sexual liberation.  Recent statistics bear out that Chinese women are far more likely to commit suicide than their male counterparts.

You don’t want to miss this 15-minute documentary by Australian television about what young women feel compelled to do to themselves in order to stay competitive in modern Chinese society.  It makes me wonder if the Sexual Revolution isn’t really a Sexist Revolution: