As I leave Qingdao, and the fast friends I met in a short time, I am once again overcome by the feeling that America and China’s differences are only superficial in nature. If it weren’t for a few quirks in political history, an American president who died before his time, a Communist leader who won an improbable war, we would have been allies long ago. It is easy to forget that after the regrettable tragedies of WWII we supported China becoming a member of the United Nations; we hoped China would be the economic and political leader of asia, not Japan.
Chinese and American cultural differences are only superficial. We both believe that our own cultures are important for the world, though China relies on its five thousand years of history while America believes in modernity as its own gift to mankind. China and America both believe that friendship, family, and economy will trump cultural differences. We are both informal cultures, we will roll up our sleeves to find solutions rather than use cultural formalism to excuse our distinctions. After fifty years of polemics on both sides of the ocean, it is easy for us to forget. But after only a few years, we have already closed many gaps that appeared during the last half century. I can only hope that politics, nationalism, and the fight for natural resources will not triumph over cultural similarities.