These days I am receiving a fair amount of huggings. And to be honest, I like it. Biological studies have shown the benefits of huggings and cuddlings, and I am hoping I am actually reducing my future risks of heart attack or stupid cancors.
My Chinese friends tend to think I am selling out for American culture, and I am sorry they think this way. Deep down, I am even regarding them as cowards, hiding behind a cultural shell that allows them to be safe but limited. To my defense, I do not prefer American cultural just because it is foreign. For example, I was in a renaissance faire yesterday, and I think that culture is so creepy and pervert: everyone dressed like a noble but talked like a whore. I could feel sexual tension in the faire. I believe some people must be turned on by the victorian era's style. Well, renaissance culture is as western as you can get, but I hate it.
The same for my home culture: hugging is so reserved for the most intimate relatonship, so people now tend to think hugging with a sexual undertone. This culture makes me very uncomfortable to be around with my American friends, as I observed their bodies are free to make any contact, while I am as rigid as a block of wood.
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