A female assistant professor of Marxism at the Chinese University of Hong Kong fraudulently used her senior citizen card and was found to be earning more than $70,000 a month, which has caused an uproar in the Internet world.
Some people asked me: Why is the monthly salary of university professors in Hong Kong higher than the average of three or four times in the United Kingdom and the United States, including Oxbridge?
I asked in return: In the 1980s, the Governor of Hong Kong earned a monthly salary of 280,000 Hong Kong dollars, with an annual income of about 3.3 million, while the Prime Minister, Mrs. Margaret Thatcher, earned only 56,000 pounds a year, one of nine for her colonial subordinates.
The Chinese did not understand why the salary of a Qing official stationed at Kowloon Walled City could be higher than that of Li Zhongtang in Beijing, which was a major blind spot in the consciousness of the feudal class.
The answer is that the officials stationed in the colonies, including university professors in England, were pitied by the British mainstream for leaving the base of Western civilization in London and exiled to Borneo or Kenya to work as an Auxiliary Secretary, a barbaric and barren place where “Hardship Subsidies” were given, and the spirit was empty, surrounded by natives and no great scholars.
When I was a university student in England, my literature professor, John Preston, taught European fiction. After attending a conference in Hong Kong and returning to England, he asked me to stay after taking Thomas Mann’s “Magic Mountain” introductory course, made a cup of black coffee in his office, and asked in a ghostly voice: “I want to teach at the University of Hong Kong. I am so tempted.
I am so tempted. I encouraged him: “Yes. Edmund Blunden, the poet of the First World War, became the head of the English department at the University of Hong Kong after he was discharged, and that was a lucrative cul-de-sac job, and you would sit in his office overlooking Victoria City and take in the rest of the empire. If I were you, I would take this JOB, Food-wise, in addition to Chinese food Yung Kee, I would recommend a steakhouse called Jimmy’s Kitchen.”
He did quit and hit the road. A few years later I was working in the UK, back to Hong Kong for a small trip, the University of Hong Kong College of Arts to visit him. He said goodbye to the moldy old plaid single-hanging suit jacket in England, a set of straight suit. I asked: Correct me if I am wrong, John, your suit, if not Brown’s Tailor in Nathan Road, Tsim Sha Tsui, is Ah Cheong. which one?
I exclaimed, “Wow. Thirty years later, two of today’s university professors in Hong Kong have been sentenced to Life for killing their wives, and one for using his card to make a scene in the MTR. It is a pity that the generous system left by the British to the colonies has been tragically abused to this extent.
Even Lam Cheng could not afford to move out of the former Governor’s residence. No wonder the British Queen’s Counsel, hired to play lawsuits in the SAR, charges more than ten times more expensive ancestors. Not ruthlessly slaughter more Time to wait. Darwinism, I agree.
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