There wasn’t a single Cyndi Lauper-era jean jacket in sight. We’re talking loose-fitting summer clothes here, including a flowery red skirt. We’re talking the first lady doing pirouettes and going wild on maracas, Chinese cymbals, tambourines and a cow bell.
She was high on something, no question of that; I’ll wager that the holiday-season alcohol likely in her system was a lot less responsible than the joy of life suddenly coursing through her veins. And no one was more astonished to see this than Chow’s fellow travelers in the pan-blue media.
The performance prompted the CTiTV caption dude to call it the “Liberation of Chow Mei-ching in Belize.” ETTV talk show anchor Liu Pao-chieh (劉寶傑) said the Chow in Taiwan and the Chow in humble Belize seemed like different people, and asked: Who was the real Chow Mei-ching?
One of Liu’s guests then droned on about how Chow had originally been like this, back in the days when she was a schoolgirl, but that 32 years of devotion to her husband and his cause had put an end to all that.
Dear reader, I am now dreaming of the day when I can walk into a freeway public toilet, unzip my trousers and be met with a laughing Chow Mei-ching. Next to her face is a speech bubble with the words: “Even when your life turns to shit, you still have to let it all hang out.”
Amen, sister.
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