THE British Crown Colony of Hong Kong is a packed and pulsating place with a rich but brief past in a singularly unpredictable life expectancy. It is the last true colony of size and importance in all Asia, and it perches in incongruous complacency on the coast of Communist China like a fat canary on the shoulder of a hungry tomcat.
In numbers, Hong Kong's 2,400,000 Chinese, speaking every dialect of the mainland, dominate the colony, but a few thousand English-speaking whites run it. The mellow beat of wooden clogs on pavement, the clatter of mah-jongg pieces, the wail of radios tuned...