Chinese Parks and Censorship

Saturday was an interesting combination of the good and the bad of living in China. Let's start with the good.
Early Saturday morning (Ok, maybe not such a good way to start my weekend), Ben and I were kidnapped by some Chinese teachers to go to Mangrove Park (红树林). 'Kidnap' is what we use to describe when Chinese people take us foreigners places. Sometimes we get a warning. Other times, we just disappear with them. This happened to another teacher in Xili. Annie, Melissa, Shelley (another English teacher) took us. They invited us out and paid for everything. I mean everything! They brought snack food and water for everyone to eat; they paid the cab fare; they even paid for dinner that night. The polite American in me wanted to pay for something, but I wasn't allowed to. This kind of behavior is 'saving face,' and I didn't want to insult them. The park was beautiful, lots of greenery and not too many people. I had personal space in a Chinese park! We had a little snack picnic for several hours under a nice tree. Despite the protection of said tree and shade, I still managed to get burned. Stupid me didn't put on sunscreen, so my face, chest, and arms were the classic color, pink-going-on-burned-red. Let me add that the Chinese teachers we were with did not burn. It's just the pale, white people that burn in China. Does that make the Chinese sun racist?
On a strange side note, during a picnic some bitch walked over to us with her husband. She stopped within two feet of our picnic, stared at our group and said in Chinese, "Those are dark people (referring to our friends). They are white (referring to us)." Calling a Chinese person's skin dark is not nice at all. Chinese women spend money on products to whiten their skin. At first I thought I misheard this woman, but our Chinese friends suddenly got quiet. So I said, "Yes we are white" in English. It helped lighten the mood a bit. If I had thought about it more, I would have told her in Chinese not to be rude because that woman's skin was pretty dark.
After the park, we decided to go see a movie. Now onto the bad part of China: censorship. I can watch Chinese movies, but I always end up missing something in the translation. Ben's Chinese is almost non-existent, so we voted for a movie with either English words or subtitles. We ended up watching "Wanted." Ben already saw this movie in the States, so he pointed out where scenes were missing. There were quite a few, so the film felt a bit choppy. Poor Chinese audiences unaware that the government is censoring their American movies. The scenes they chose to omit were a bit strange. We never saw Angelina Jolie's naked backside, but we saw rats blown up. Almost all of the blood and gore was kept in, which leaves me to wonder what China has against butts. Pools of blood...Ok. Naked butt...Not ok. But you can't walk down a street here without seeing some baby's naked behind and genitalia. I guess I still have much to learn about modern Chinese culture and politics. Also, they kept in all of the foul language, although it was toned down a bit for the Chinese subtitles.