Nanjiecun
In Nanjiecun, right in the heart of China, time has stopped. The village still lives at the time of Mao : same salary for everyone and generalized collectivism. Welcome to the dream world of the Chinese Communists.
Calm and silence. Not a sound, if not, from dawn to dusk, the permanent crackling of the speakers, strategically scattered throughout the city and hung in height, a purring supposed to edify the three thousand inhabitants of this small remote village of the Henan Province. They broadcast Mao's best speeches. Welcome to Nanjiecun, paradise of triumphant Maoism. Some live there, others come as one would go to Lourdes, a quasi-religious approach to revive the ashes of the past and see what remains of this communism that was to bring justice, equality, happiness.
Calm and silence. Not a sound, if not, from dawn to dusk, the permanent crackling of the speakers, strategically scattered throughout the city and hung in height, a purring supposed to edify the three thousand inhabitants of this small remote village of the Henan Province. They broadcast Mao's best speeches. Welcome to Nanjiecun, paradise of triumphant Maoism. Some live there, others come as one would go to Lourdes, a quasi-religious approach to revive the ashes of the past and see what remains of this communism that was to bring justice, equality, happiness.