Many casual observers outside Asia believe that everyone in Hong
Kong, owing to its British colonial past, speaks English as fluently as
the queen (or, at least, George Bush). Others, hearing the grunts of
martial artists like Jackie Chan, might think that English is truly a
foreign entity to the people of Hong Kong, as unknown to them as, say,
pizza or hamburgers. Both assumptions, as Kingsley Bolton shows in this
fascinating new collection of essays, are quite wrong. Instead, the
place of English in Hong Kong is probably unique in the world: It is
neither simply a variety poorly mimicking the language of the UK, nor
an imperial tongue imposed on a subservient populace. It is these
dynamics of culture, identity, economics, globalization, education
– and, indeed, politics – that are addressed in this
stimulating book.