Hong Kong celebrates National Regina Day


Regina Ip, Hong Kong’s very own Iron Butterfly, dons her bullet-proof bra and finally announces her desperate, drooling and long-obvious feverish desire to be Chief Executive.

She doesn’t seem to notice that her support base is a bit threadbare, comprising mainly retired colonial-era officials, and Westerners at that. Oh, and Peggy Lam – the redoubtable contraceptive-pushing Dragon Lady of Wanchai, apparently (and gratifyingly) still alive. This is a 1980s nostalgia tour.

scmp-iprevivesOne reason Regina is scraping the bottom of the barrel is that Hong Kong’s great and good establishment ‘elite’ are still waiting for Beijing to indicate positively who it will pick as next CE. Many of them got their fingers burned last time, endorsing Henry Tang and then finding CY Leung getting the job. If Regina flew up to Beijing tomorrow to get a hug from Xi Jinping, they would all drop to their knees in adoration of her.

Another reason is that not many people like her. Regina Ip is different from most Hong Kong politicians in that she has a big personality – it’s just not a very nice one. She scoops up the aging leather-fetishist vote on Hong Kong Island in Legislative Council elections, but is otherwise too openly, scarily opportunistic and ambitious for the top job. Her every word and action over the last few years has been for the benefit of a small audience in Zhongnanhai. Hence her establishment of a ‘Belt and Road’ Inanity Institute, her cold, steely psychopathic attitude to radicals and other threats to national security, those visits to the Liaison Office, and that junk-policy-platform she released yesterday. She doesn’t care what anyone in Hong Kong thinks and is impervious to your mockery.

Surrounded by blandness, she is genuinely fascinating in a lurid sort of way, and it’s no wonder the media can’t resist her.

She does have allies lurking in the background. The hardcore fans of CY Leung look to her as a replacement for their defenestrated hero. But she is a fake. CY converted to the True Chinese Communist Faith back in the late 70s and is a devout zombie-slave to the cause. Regina is just another Instant-Noodle Patriot, like so many of the Hong Kong establishment, kneeling, praying and shoe-shining at the Red altar out of economic necessity or lust for acceptance and status. Anyway – if CY and his Liaison Office buddies are the local losers in a Beijing power-struggle, Regina-as-surrogate is toast.

Maybe Beijing will allow her onto the ballot as a sop for the CY faction or to make presumed winner Carrie Lam look reassuringly calm and moderate by contrast. And then it will be over. We will never know what life would have been like under the stiletto heel and horse-whip of Broom-head.

I declare the weekend open with something for serious fans of Asian female politicians crashing to their deaths – the ultimate explainer on Park Geun-hye’s Shaman Explosion and other Korean weirdness, Part 1, and Part 2.


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11 Responses to Hong Kong celebrates National Regina Day

  1. pie-chucker says:

    Broomhead selection slogan: ‘Win Back Hong Kong’. From whom?

  2. The slogan is particularly ironic when she has been among those most eager to give Hong Kong away.

  3. Joel says:

    Win Back Hong Kong?
    From China I presume.
    The joke in my office is that Regina should have a personalized number plate on her car.

  4. STK says:

    Or else it could be VIP.

  5. Maugrim says:

    I wouldn’t trust Regina as far as I could throw her. The fact that Mike Tien can’t stand her should say enough as it is.

  6. dimuendo says:

    Does nobody feel sorry for Regina in being “nuzzled” by what looks a cross between a (white) slug and an android?

  7. Joe Blow says:

    Then why is Michael Tien in her party ?

  8. Notirving says:

    An admirer of Hemlock for many years, I long ago made a rule never to comment on his observations, believing it near impossible to match his perspicacity. Now I must break the rule in order to thank him for posting the picture of an bald, elderly sycophant trying to kiss arse and not being able to tell he’s got the wrong end.

  9. Knownot says:

    For the weekend.

    Wednesday’s headline: “Carrie Lam gets Hug of Death from Crop-Haired One”

    A stormy night. In storms I dreamed
    And in the dreadful dark it seemed
    That CH hugged me.

    I felt the chill of the Forbidden City,
    I saw a mighty deputation come,
    I felt an old grey head against my cheek,
    And then I heard a funeral drum
    When CH hugged me.

    A stormy night … it seemed
    That Carrie hugged me.

    I saw her eyes, one looking gently down,
    The other humbly at the powers above;
    I saw a dainty civil servant’s hand
    Embedded in a boxing-glove
    When Carrie hugged me.

    A stormy night … it seemed
    That Johnny hugged me.

    I heard the gurgling of a billion dollars
    Pouring into Disney, bridge, and rail;
    I felt a soft moustache against my cheek;
    I heard another forecast fail
    When Johnny hugged me.

    A stormy night … it seemed
    That Jasper hugged me.

    I saw a crowd of people of people, books, and papers,
    A turbid mess, a rude unseemly row;
    On one side, western scholars were declaiming,
    On the other, Chairman Mao
    When Jasper hugged me.

    A stormy night … it seemed
    Regina hugged me.

    A gentle touch, and then a stab of ice
    Ripped through me, while she murmured, “23.”
    And ice-cold goblins tumbled in my gut
    Yelling, “Me – me – me!”
    Regina hugged me.

    A stormy night. In storms I dreamed
    And in the dreadful dark it seemed
    That CY hugged me.

    I saw an eerie fog of secret agents
    And shady meetings no-one spoke about
    And payments “in accordance with the law” –
    I woke up with a horrid shout
    When CY hugged me.

    My sweetheart said, “You’re upset by the news.
    It doesn’t matter. Why do you always read it?
    The storm is over. Come on, let’s go out.
    Leave your laptop. You don’t need it.”
    And then she hugged me.

  10. WTF says:

    Shr’s actually bad at infighting, she needs a mentor and I don’t see one.


  11. Laguna Lurker says:

    What a horrifying photo: Voldemort & Vagina.

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