Good deeds, good returns. Bad deeds, bad returns. The Chinese Dream. Not that it doesn’t come back. Zao you zaobao, wan you wanbao. Morning has morning papers, evening has evening news. Early deeds, early returns. Late deeds, late returns. Late returns after gambling. Famous party secretary, famous police chief, they are in prison now. Or one is dead? Killed a British guy, now they imprison Canadians. Anyway, my poem.