My Visit to Tiananmen Square

Something was happening in Tiananmen Square, and it wasn’t just Chinese-Malaysian Friendship Day

Nor was it just the ever-present construction (China, unlike America, spends government wealth on building infrastructure, not bailing out bankers, and so is able to build a growing economy)

I’ll give you some clues. Those busses, which ring the square and prevent anyone outside the square from seeing into it, are not for tourists

The guys in the light blue shirts may be the least competent under-cover cops ever

And the wifi network “w3” that seemed to be everywhere appears to emerge from “Trunking Emergency Communications”


Security was everywhere. Here’s a line of police vans in front of the Great Hall of the People

And here is some ominous heavy-duty equipment just sitting around in the square, between the Mao Zedong Mauseleum and the entrance to the Forbidden City

However, in spite of the crowd appearing to be majority-police, the environment was not tense at all. The only time anyone approached me was when we crossed into the Square near Qianmen, and I was asked for my passport (which I had on hand) and whether I was a journalist . I did not even get the umbrella treatment: