Summer in Shanghai is oppressive. The muggy atmosphere sticks to your skin and your underarms in a way that makes you wish you were a corpse instead of a living, breathing, heat-emitting thing, but the city is relentless and piles of humans stack the subways from the door to the brim nonetheless. It's summer break now but I still go to school everyday to work at the summer session. The weeks-long course is called "A New Order, China, and the World in Great Transformation," and I heard Radikha Desai speak today, who is a radical Indian scholar based in Canada. "The most anti-imperial thing a country can do is develop itself," she said, which I scribbled down expeditiously.