The First Two Years of Conquering the Tundra

A large chunk of my week-long break has been spent watching movies and tv shows.  The average temperature during the day is a frosty -22C so you can't really blame me for being lazy and refusing to go outdoors.  In the past seven days I've watched the entire first season of Bored to Death and John Safran vs God (a fantastically hilarious Australian show about religion).  I've watched all three Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles live action movies, the Star Wars prequels, The Invention of Lying, Taking Woodstock, Home Alone, Purple Rain (twice), and I've kept up with all the new episodes of the Colbert Report and The Daily Show.  

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1. Some pre-pubescent jerk kid who was so engrossed with me that he forgot he was riding a bike and heading right toward me.  He swerved out of the way at the last second, though he continued to stare at me over his shoulder as he rode away.  He then slammed head-on into an old man (see #2) and flew off his bike.

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This is my first article for the Lost Laowai blog.  I guess it's less of an article and more of an opinion piece.   Well, it's probably less of an opinion piece and more of a rant.  Whatever.

I recently read this NYT article on missing student records and became infuriated.  In short, the article is about recent graduates from various universities, who came from poor families, worked incredibly hard to set the foundations for their futures, only to find that their entire academic records (high school grades, college grades, test scores, proof of graduation, etc) had vanished.  Many of the students and their families blame local officials for the missing files, saying that the Manila envelopes containing basically their entire lives had been stolen and sold to affluent students with much lower academy integrity.

What I take issue with isn’t the fact that corrupt officials have carelessly ruined these students’ lives for a quick payday (even though it sucks, there are shitty people everywhere).

Nor is it this section of the article:

The government’s answer, they said, was to reject any inquiry, place the graduates’ parents under police surveillance and repeatedly detain them. Last February, they said, five parents trying to petition the national government were locked in an unofficial jail in Beijing for nine days.

It may be insensitive on my part, but I’ve been in China for far too long to find this new or surprising or even all that interesting.  It’s just sad on multiple levels.

No, I take issue with two words.  Two words which seem to be the underlying cause of this entire issue: Manila envelopes.

Everyone in China who has been to high school has such a file. The files are irreplaceable histories of achievement and failure, the starting point for potential employers, government officials and others judging an individual’s worth. Often keys to the future, they are locked tight in government, school or workplace cabinets to eliminate any chance they might vanish.

Now, if I may be so bold, let me solve this problem with one word:  computers.

Computers exist in China, I’ve seen them (I’m also pretty sure most computers are even made here).  Chinese universities have computers, I’ve seen those, too.  Hell, I’ve even seen people use them.  There is absolutely no reason for vigilant, hardworking students to lose everything they’ve worked for because of some unnecessary need to have their records in a physical form.

I realize that there might be some antiquated, paranoid computer haters that might say that the Manila envelopes contain irreplaceable, signed documents by teachers, fellow students, and others; again, my answer can also be narrowed down to a single word: scanners.  Scan it, watermark it, make it read-only, encrypt it.  Boom!  Your irreplaceable documents just became replaceable.  File stolen?  Replaced.  Fire damage?  Replaced.  File missing?  Replaced.  Panda mistakes file for bamboo?  Replaced.

There are people at Chinese universities that can handle the technologically difficult tasks of typing information into a computer and scanning documents.  At my own university, the technical staff just installed new restrictions on the network that keep me from visiting morally the degrading and pornographic sites Wonkette.com and NPR.org, respectively.  Surely my I.T. guys and those at any university could use their computer powers for good, for example, by setting up a password protected database for the students’ grades at the very least as a backup in case the physical file disappears.

Sure, if some evil, greedy official wanted to access such files for his or her own personal gain, he or she could probably find a way to do so (evil officials are crafty that way).  But, by being able to gain access to such files, it can be assumed that said evil official would also know how to hit CTRL+C, thus copying the information without destroying the futures of the students who actually gave a shit.

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