Election daze in Vietnam
It is evening in Vietnam – or morning/mourning in America – depending on whose candidate won or lost.
Here in Vietnam, people followed the election closely with most Vietnamese I know having rooted for Hillary Clinton. The reasons: 1. they like her husband Bill Clinton, the first US president to come to Vietnam (and for whom Pho 2000 – the soup chain was named in his honor and the year he came) 2. she is a woman and 3. Trump was too “loud”.
The exception was my reliable Saigon barber, Cuong. In addition to a good haircut he dishes out, softly, pearls of wisdom, promising to make me 10 years younger by his craftsmanship, and generally good humor.
In a pre-election whisper he proffers “I like Trump”. I am surprised since he seems to be both well informed and an outlier. “Why”? I ask. His answer was simple:
“Trump is strong, and Vietnamese like strong leaders” and “Trump hates China and Vietnamese hate China too”. Simple answers and understandable.
A long time between my blogs; life has interceded in its myriad forms but I am back here for another “season” albeit in Da Nang.