This was not the first time that some villagers in the district of Dak Cheung had seen powerful new technologies materialize in the skies over their isolated homeland. More than half a century ago, American warplanes dropped millions of pounds of bombs in this region during the Vietnam War. In Dak Cheung, where most inhabitants are members of the Triang ethnic minority, many huts still stand on stilts fashioned from the shells of American bombs.
Where once American bombs fell, Chinese wind turbines now rise.
Look at the dumb Chinese, they are giving wind turbines to the locals to have clean energy, instead of bombing them with hellfire so they can built new huts.
My favorite excerpt was the section where they described the brainwashed Chinese corporate drones in a restaurant, all dressed identically (varied business attire—NO WOMEN!!!), and all chanting nefarious phrases like, "Congrats, boss!"
Mine was when the landscape was blighted and bombed and the only trees grew around craters, and they're like 'china removing ordnance and building roads is kinda like imperialism via debt if you think about it'
"gobbling down their dinner"