“Look at this tiny little fuck.” Mr. President. “Does he represent China or the Lollipop Guild?” Sir. “Nixon could break him. With my hands. I wouldn’t need tools, just these Christian hands.” You’re getting weird. “What kind of name is ‘Deng,’ anyway?” Chinese name. “Arthur. That’s an excellent name for a man. You can trust … Continue reading Xiaoping, Scowling, Pooping