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#Post#: 20109--------------------------------------------------
North Korea is the Best Korea
By: Kim Long Dong Date: January 6, 2016, 3:16 pm
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Public housing in Pyongyang. How many American poor would be
happy to live like that?
As the plane – Russian-built Tupolev-204 – was taking off from
Pyongyang Airport, I felt nothing, absolutely nothing. The
morning fog was at first covering the runway, and then it began
to lift. The engines roared. Right after the takeoff I could
clearly distinguish green fields, neat villages and ribbons of
ample and lazy rivers below the wing. It was undeniably a
beautiful sight: melancholic, poetic, and truly dramatic. And
yet I felt numb. I was feeling nothing, absolutely nothing.
Overhead monitors were beaming endless images of one parade
after another, of endless celebrations and bombastic concerts.
The volume was up, women and men on the screen were singing
enthusiastically, soldiers were marching; roaring jets and
helicopters were penetrating the blue sky. The conductor was
waving his hands. The standing crowd was applauding. Emotions
were brought to an absolute extreme; watering the eyes of the
people, and omnipresent pride on their faces.
Suddenly I felt empty, scared of something.
After seeing more than 150 countries, all over the world, after
covering wars and conflicts, some of unimaginable intensity and
brutality, I was suddenly longing for some rest, even for total
silence.
60 years ago North Korea won the war. But some 4 million people
died many of them, civilians. Maybe it was more than 4 million,
nobody knows exactly. The capital city Pyongyang was totally
leveled to the ground. I did not want to hear loud music and
long speeches. I wanted to pay tribute to those who lost their
lives, by sitting quietly by the river covered by mist,
listening to the tall grass. But during my 8 days in North
Korea, I had very few moments of silence, almost no opportunity
to reflect.
What have I seen in those 8 days in DPRK – in North Korea? I saw
an enormous futuristic city, Pyongyang, the capital, built from
the ashes. I saw enormous theatres and stadiums, a metro system
deep below the ground (public transportation doubling as nuclear
shelter, in case the city came under attack). I saw trolley
buses and double-decker buses, wide avenues, unimaginably ample
sidewalks, roller-skating rinks and playgrounds for children.
Statues and monuments were everywhere. The size of some
boulevards and buildings were simply overwhelming. For more than
a decade I lived in Manhattan, but this was very different
grandeur. New York was growing towards the sky, while Pyongyang
consisted of tremendous open spaces and massive eclectic
buildings.
Outside the capital I saw green fields, and farmers walking home
deep in the countryside. Clearly, there was no malnutrition
among children, and despite the embargo, everyone was decently
dressed.
I saw packed squares, with tens of thousands of people shouting
slogans from the top of their lungs. I saw thousands of women in
colorful traditional dresses waving their flags and ribbons,
cheering when the command was given, welcoming us –
international delegates. Marching next to me for peace, was a
former US Attorney General, Ramsey Clark, and at my other side,
the leader of one of the Indian Communist Parties. There were
human rights lawyers from the United States and from all over
the world, Turkish revolutionaries, and, for hard to understand
reasons, several heads of the Ugandan military.
Ramsey Clark Delegation, DPRK
Ramsey Clark Delegation.
But I did not come here to march. I came here to film and to
photograph, to see the faces of local people, to read what was
written on those faces, to feel, to sense, and to try to
understand.
Instead of loud cheers, I came to listen to the whispers, hoping
to catch understated facial expressions, tiny signs of fear, of
joy, of love and even of existentialist confusion.
The West, its policy makers and mass media, succeeded in
creating an image of a dehumanized North Korea. They did it by
blurring the faces. For decades North Koreans were being
portrayed as inhabitants of some monstrous hermit empire where
men, women and children all look alike, dress the same, behave
like robots, never smile and do not look into each other’s eyes.
Before I came here, before I agreed to come, I explained to the
organizers that I was not interested in all those elaborate
fireworks and packed stadiums. I wanted to see a mom taking her
child to school. I was longing to capture the faces of lovers at
dusk, sitting side by side on some remote bench, whispering to
each other those urgent words, those pledges that make life
worth living; the same words, the same pledges, uttered all over
the world.
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South Korean kids on the street.
Paradoxically, I was discouraged to do so. Instead I was asked
to march. From a storyteller and a man who is used to document
the world, I was converted into a delegate. And whenever the
crowd spotted me, it cheered, and then I felt embarrassed, I was
longing desperately to become invisible, or to at least find
some hiding place. Not because I was doing something wrong, but
simply because I was unaccustomed to such naked outbursts of
enthusiasm directed at me.
And so I marched, for peace and for the re-unification of the
Korean nation. And while I marched, I kept filming and
photographing. It must have looked awkward, I have to admit: a
delegate who was filming a bunch of women who were dressed in
their colorful traditional dresses, cheering him with their
paper ribbons, and shouting at top of their lungs.
I soon discovered that I was fighting for every glimpse of
reality, of common life. Instead I had been fed with an
extravaganza.
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The border.
I was taken to those stadiums with 100,000 people, where
children change positions of their boards periodically, and the
entire side of the tribune suddenly becomes like some colorful,
living storyboard. I was witnessing huge events, with thousands
of dancers, with fireworks and multiple bands.
Yet what impressed me the most was an ancient and tiny stone
bridge in Kaesong City, near the Demilitarized Zone. And the
scene around the bridge: a tiny girl, perhaps three years old,
her sock torn, crying, while her mother caressed her hair in the
most tender, warmest way imaginable.
My hosts, they did not seem to understand. I explained to them,
again and again, but my words sounded too foreign to them.
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Free and public housing.
As far as they were concerned, I was just ‘some famous writer,
filmmaker, and journalist’. They needed me to show great support
for their revolution, and deep reverence for their suffering
during the Western onslaught more than 60 years ago.
Naturally I felt reverence and grief, but that was all that I
was expected to feel. I felt much more.
But I fell in love, instantly with the North Korean countryside,
and the faces of North Korean farmers and city dwellers. These
were pure faces, honest and expressive. What could I do? Love is
subjective; it is irrational. The exaggerated greenery of the
fields, children playing at the roadside, soldiers returning
home to their villages for a short home-leave, women facing the
sun at dusk: it was overwhelming; love at first sight, as I
said.
I was photographing through the windshield; I was annoying the
organizers, demanding that they stop in the middle of the road.
Then on July 26th I met, together with Ramsey Clark and few
other delegates, Mr.Yang Hyong Sob, the Vice President of the
Standing Committee of the Supreme People’s Committee. He looked
like a very kind man, and I was given a chance to exchange some
ideas with him. I explained that the best way to combat Western
propaganda is to show to the world the faces of North Korean
people.
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The metro.
“It is their common tactic”, I said. “They portray people of
China, Cuba, Venezuela, Russia, Iraq, Afghanistan, Serbia, as
heartless, as if they were some plastic androids. Then,
subconsciously, compassion for the people of those nations
vanishes from the hearts of the Western public. Suddenly it is
fine to starve them, to bomb them, to murder thousands, even
millions of those androids. But once the faces are shown, the
Western public gets confused; many refuse to support mass
murder.“
The Vice-President nodded. He smiled at me. As we were leaving,
he locked me in a bear hug, and said simply “Please come back!”
But even after that meaningful exchange, I was still marching.
And the simplest images were continuously out of my reach. “For
this trip only, as we are celebrating the 60th Anniversary”, I
was told. But I lived for now and now, I wanted to work.
I saw the Demilitarized zone, DMZ, and the South Korean border
post at Panmunjom. Twice in the past I had visited the same
place, only from the opposite side. The DMZ is supposed to be
the most fortified border in the world, as the two Koreas are
still technically at war. The two armies are grudgingly facing
each other, armed to the teeth, while the US forces are holed up
somewhere underground on the southern side.
Yet The DMZ is like some eye of the storm, sitting in between
all those nukes, tanks and rocket launchers, quietly and
pristinely. Rivers are lazily flowing, and farmers are growing
ginseng, arguably the best in the world.
I endured endless security measures, and at the end I was facing
the empty South Korean visitor’s terrace. There were obviously
expectations of some hostilities on both sides of the line, and
no ‘ordinary’ visitors were allowed to travel here.
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Occupation.
It was all a big mess, and a never-ending drama. A divided
nation; millions of deaths. I saw it all in the city of Sinchon.
The tunnels where the US troops massacred thousands of civilians
during the war, old veterans and survivors of the massacres
spoke; recalling those gruesome events.
In 1950, at the beginning of the war, the city of Sinch’ŏn
was the site of a massacre of civilians by occupying U.S forces.
The number of civilians killed over the 52-day period was
allegedly over 35,000 people, the equivalent of a quarter of the
city’s population at the time.
It all looked chillingly familiar. I used to photograph the
craters left behind after the carpet bombings of Cambodia, Laos
and Vietnam. Brutality, brutality, brutality… Millions of
faceless victims burned alive by napalm, ‘bomb-lets’ that
explode decades later when children or water buffaloes are
playing on the fields.
Ramsey Clark spoke about the horrors of the past, and about the
brutality of the US actions. An old man, one of the survivors of
the mass killings of civilians in the tunnels, spoke about
horrors he witnessed as a child. The artwork in the local museum
depicted the brutal torture and rape of Korean women by US
troops, their bodies mutilated; with nipples penetrated by metal
hooks.
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One of many Pyongyang theatres.
In the West, the topic remains almost totally taboo. One of the
greatest journalists of the 20th century, Wilfred Burchett, even
lost his citizenship and became ‘an enemy of the Australian
people’, partially because he dared to describe the suffering of
the North Korean people, a few years after he had described the
aftermath of Hiroshima bombing in his 1945 iconic report, “I
Write This As a Warning To the World”.
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Public pool.
The brass band begins to play yet another military tune. I zoom
on an old lady, her chest decorated with medals. As I get ready
to press the shutter, two large tears begin rolling down her
cheeks. And suddenly I realize that I cannot photograph her. I
really cannot. Her face is all wrinkled, and yet it is both
youthful and endlessly tender. Here is my face, I think, the
face I was looking for all those days. And yet I cannot even
press the shutter of my Leica.
Then something squeezes my throat and I have to search in my
equipment bag for some tissue, as my glasses get foggy, and for
a short time I cannot see anything at all. I sob loudly, just
once. Nobody can hear, because of the loud playing of the band.
Later I get closer to her, and I bow, and she reciprocated. We
make our separate peace in the middle of the boiling-hot main
square. I am suddenly happy to be here. We have both lost
something. She lost more. I was certain she lost at least half
of her loved-ones in the carnage of those bygone years. I lost
something too: I lost all respect and belonging, to the culture
that is still ruling the world; the culture that was once mine,
but a culture that is still robbing people of their faces, and
then burns their bodies with napalm and flames.
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One of survivors of Sinchon massacre.
It is the 60th Anniversary of Victory Day in the DPRK. An
anniversary marked by tears, grey hair, tremendous fireworks,
parades, and by the memories of fire.
That evening, after returning to the capital, I finally made it
to the river. It was covered by a gentle but impenetrable fog.
There were two lovers sitting by the shore, motionless, in
silent embrace. The woman’s hair was gently falling on her
lover’s shoulder. He was holding her hand, reverently. I was
going to lift my big professional camera, but then I stopped,
abruptly, all of a sudden too afraid that what my eyes were
seeing or my brain imagining, would not be reflected in the
viewfinder.
#Post#: 20116--------------------------------------------------
Re: North Korea is the Best Korea
By: Αρχιφα
σίστας Dat
e: January 6, 2016, 3:43 pm
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ΚΟΡΕΑ ΡΕ
ΜΟΥΝΙΑ!
#Post#: 20129--------------------------------------------------
Re: North Korea is the Best Korea
By: mistermax Date: January 6, 2016, 4:41 pm
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H B Κορεα
ειναι ενα
φασιστικο
κολαστήριο,
ενδεικτικα
δεν
υπαρχουν
Αναρχικες
ομαδες εκει.
Ο λαος εκει
δεν
χαιρεται
την
ελευθερια,
ζει μεσα
στην πεινα,
την
εξαθλιωση,
την
ανελευθερι^
5;,
την
λογοκρισια,
την
υποκρισία.
#Post#: 20131--------------------------------------------------
Re: North Korea is the Best Korea
By: Long Knives 88 Date: January 6, 2016, 4:44 pm
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[quote author=mistermax link=topic=2222.msg20129#msg20129
date=1452120109]
ενδεικτικα
δεν
υπαρχουν
Αναρχικες
ομαδες εκει.
[/quote]
ε κακό είναι
αυτό;
με το ίδιο
σκεπτικό η
Ελλάδα
είναι το πιο
παραδεισέν_
3;ο
μέρος στον
κόσμο
επειδή έχει
πολλούς
αναρχικούς.
Κοίτα
πρεμούρα
όμως ο
Γρηγοράκης
να
υπερασπιστ^
9;ί
την επίσημη
άποψη της
Δύσης για
την Β.Κ.
Πληρώνει
καλά η USAid
ακόμα ε;
#Post#: 20133--------------------------------------------------
Re: North Korea is the Best Korea
By: mistermax Date: January 6, 2016, 4:54 pm
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[quote author=Long Knives 88 link=topic=2222.msg20131#msg20131
date=1452120285]
ε κακό είναι
αυτό;
με το ίδιο
σκεπτικό η
Ελλάδα
είναι το πιο
παραδεισέν_
3;ο
μέρος στον
κόσμο
επειδή έχει
πολλούς
αναρχικούς.
Κοίτα
πρεμούρα
όμως ο
Γρηγοράκης
να
υπερασπιστ^
9;ί
την επίσημη
άποψη της
Δύσης για
την Β.Κ.
Πληρώνει
καλά η USAid
ακόμα ε;
[/quote]
Επίσιμη ή
οχι, εινια η
ορθη αποψη
και αυτο
εχει
σημασια.
Ποιο το
επιπεδο
ελευθεριας
του κοσμου
εκει περα ή
δεν σε
απασχολεί
εσενα αυτό ε;
δειχνει πως
ο
σοσιαλισμο`
2;
σου ειναι
ουσιαστικα
σκλαβια και
δυστυχια
του ιδιου
σου του λαου.
#Post#: 20135--------------------------------------------------
Re: North Korea is the Best Korea
By: Long Knives 88 Date: January 6, 2016, 5:26 pm
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[quote author=mistermax link=topic=2222.msg20133#msg20133
date=1452120850]
Επίσιμη ή
οχι, εινια η
ορθη αποψη
και αυτο
εχει
σημασια.
Ποιο το
επιπεδο
ελευθεριας
του κοσμου
εκει περα ή
δεν σε
απασχολεί
εσενα αυτό ε;
δειχνει πως
ο
σοσιαλισμο`
2;
σου ειναι
ουσιαστικα
σκλαβια και
δυστυχια
του ιδιου
σου του λαου.
[/quote]
ελευθερία
να κλέβουν
το κράτος
για να
φτιάχνουν
"αγορές", όχι,
τέτοια
ελευθερία
δεν έχουν,
και δεν τη
χρειάζοντα_
3;.
Ελευθερία
να τρώνε, να
μετακινούν`
4;αι,
να
νοσηλεύοντ^
5;ι,
να
μορφώνοντα_
3;,
έχουν. Την
ελευθερία
όμως των
ΜακΝτόναλν`
4;ς
και της
Κοκακόλα,
είναι
περήφανοι
κι
ευτυχισμέν_
9;ι
που δεν την
έχουν και
δεν την
είχαν ποτέ.
#Post#: 20137--------------------------------------------------
Re: North Korea is the Best Korea
By: mistermax Date: January 6, 2016, 5:31 pm
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[quote author=Long Knives 88 link=topic=2222.msg20135#msg20135
date=1452122796]
ελευθερία
να κλέβουν
το κράτος
για να
φτιάχνουν
"αγορές", όχι,
τέτοια
ελευθερία
δεν έχουν,
και δεν τη
χρειάζοντα_
3;.
Ελευθερία
να τρώνε, να
μετακινούν`
4;αι,
να
νοσηλεύοντ^
5;ι,
να
μορφώνοντα_
3;,
έχουν. Την
ελευθερία
όμως των
ΜακΝτόναλν`
4;ς
και της
Κοκακόλα,
είναι
περήφανοι
κι
ευτυχισμέν_
9;ι
που δεν την
έχουν και
δεν την
είχαν ποτέ.
[/quote]
να τα
παρουμε ενα
ενα,
ελευθερια
να πουν την
άποψη τους
εχουνε;
είναι
σημαντικό
να την
εχουνε;
#Post#: 20142--------------------------------------------------
Re: North Korea is the Best Korea
By: Long Knives 88 Date: January 6, 2016, 5:46 pm
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[quote author=mistermax link=topic=2222.msg20137#msg20137
date=1452123119]
να τα
παρουμε ενα
ενα,
ελευθερια
να πουν την
άποψη τους
εχουνε;
είναι
σημαντικό
να την
εχουνε;
[/quote]
κοίτα, αν
τους
συγκρίνω με,
πχ, την
Ινδονησία,
που από το 1965
και μετά οι
κάτοικοί
της έχουν
"ελευθερία
λόγου" να
ψηφίζουν
τον ένα
μακελάρη
στρατηγό ή
τον άλλο
διεφθαρμέν_
9;
πολυεκατομ_
6;υριούχο,
κι αυτή τη
στιγμή
είναι
πραγματικά
χαζοί που
δεν έχουν
ούτε ένα
θέατρο αλλά
είναι τίγκα
στα
ΜακΝτόναλν`
4;ς
στη
Τζακάρτα,
και η
Αμερική
παρουσιάζε_
3;
την
Ινδονησία
σαν
"διαμάντι
δημοκρατία`
2;",
ομολογώ ότι
η Β.Κ. τέτοια
πράματα δεν
έχει. Αλλά
θεωρώ τους
κατοίκους
της Β.Κ. πολύ
πιο
σκεπτόμενο`
5;ς
από το
Μαλαισιανό
και τον
Ινδονήσιο
που θα κάνει
ουρές στο
βιντεοκλάμ`
0;
για να πάρει
το νέο PS4.
Η γνώμη μου
για την
ελευθερία
της σκέψης,
είναι ότι
υπάρχει
σκέψη
θετική και
σκέψη
αρνητική.
Θεωρώ ότι αν
επιβάλλεις,
έστω και με
το ζόρι, μόνο
τη θετική
σκέψη, έχεις
πετύχει την
πραγματική
ελευθερία
σκέψης για
το λαό σου. Αν
πάλι, τα
αφήσεις όλα
ξέφραγο
αμπέλι,
έχεις μεν
την
"ελευθερία
σκέψης" που
θέλει ο
σύγχρονος
καπιταλισμa
2;ς,
αλλά
ουσιαστικά
η "ελευθερία"
αυτή είναι
ελευθερία
στο
ξεμυάλισμα
και το
χάζεμα των
κατοίκων
σου, όπως των
αμερικάνων.
Οπότε για
μένα, ναι, η
Β.Κ. έχει
πραγματική
ελευθερία
σκέψης και
λόγου.
#Post#: 20145--------------------------------------------------
Re: North Korea is the Best Korea
By: mistermax Date: January 6, 2016, 5:55 pm
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[quote author=Long Knives 88 link=topic=2222.msg20142#msg20142
date=1452124011]
Οπότε για
μένα, ναι, η
Β.Κ. έχει
πραγματική
ελευθερία
σκέψης και
λόγου.
[/quote]
κανονικα θα
ηταν....nuff said.
Ομως ας
σχολιασουμ^
9;
και τις
λοιπες
πιπες που
πεταξες.
[quote]
κοίτα, αν
τους
συγκρίνω με,
πχ, την
Ινδονησία, [/quote]
Δεν σου
ζητηθηκε να
συγκρινεις,
σου
ζητηθηκε να
πεις αν
εχουν
ελευθερια
λογου
[quote]που από το 1965
και μετά οι
κάτοικοί
της έχουν
"ελευθερία
λόγου" να
ψηφίζουν
τον ένα
μακελάρη
στρατηγό ή
τον άλλο
διεφθαρμέν_
9;
πολυεκατομ_
6;υριούχο[/quote]
Ελευθερια
λογου δεν
εχει σχεση
με την ψηφο
αλλά με το αν
σχολιαζουν
ελευθερα
τους
υποψηφιους.
[quote] Αλλά θεωρώ
τους
κατοίκους
της Β.Κ. πολύ
πιο
σκεπτόμενο`
5;ς
από το
Μαλαισιανό
και τον
Ινδονήσιο
που θα κάνει
ουρές στο
βιντεοκλάμ`
0;
για να πάρει
το νέο PS4.
[/quote]
Απο που και
ως που ειναι
σκεπτόμενο_
3;;
Εγω
ρομποτάκια
βλέπω,
μαριονεττε`
2;
του
καθεστώτος.
Εσυ πως και
εχεις αλλη
ιδεα;
[quote]Η γνώμη μου
για την
ελευθερία
της σκέψης,
είναι ότι
υπάρχει
σκέψη
θετική και
σκέψη
αρνητική.
[/quote]
ξεκινησες
τα χοκους
ποκους
τωρα.....
[quote]Θεωρώ ότι
αν
επιβάλλεις,
έστω και με
το ζόρι, μόνο
τη θετική
σκέψη, έχεις
πετύχει την
πραγματική
ελευθερία
σκέψης για
το λαό σου. Αν
πάλι, τα
αφήσεις όλα
ξέφραγο
αμπέλι,
έχεις μεν
την
"ελευθερία
σκέψης" που
θέλει ο
σύγχρονος
καπιταλισμa
2;ς,
αλλά
ουσιαστικά
η "ελευθερία"
αυτή είναι
ελευθερία
στο
ξεμυάλισμα
και το
χάζεμα των
κατοίκων
σου, όπως των
αμερικάνων.
[/quote]
Θετικη
Ελευθερια
σκεψης με το
ζορι. Ο
Οργουελ
ζητα
συγνωμη που
δεν το
σκέφτηκε.
#Post#: 20151--------------------------------------------------
Re: North Korea is the Best Korea
By: Long Knives 88 Date: January 6, 2016, 8:11 pm
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[quote author=mistermax link=topic=2222.msg20145#msg20145
date=1452124501]
κανονικα θα
ηταν....nuff said.
Ομως ας
σχολιασουμ^
9;
και τις
λοιπες
πιπες που
πεταξες.
Δεν σου
ζητηθηκε να
συγκρινεις,
σου
ζητηθηκε να
πεις αν
εχουν
ελευθερια
λογου
Ελευθερια
λογου δεν
εχει σχεση
με την ψηφο
αλλά με το αν
σχολιαζουν
ελευθερα
τους
υποψηφιους.
Απο που και
ως που ειναι
σκεπτόμενο_
3;;
Εγω
ρομποτάκια
βλέπω,
μαριονεττε`
2;
του
καθεστώτος.
Εσυ πως και
εχεις αλλη
ιδεα;
ξεκινησες
τα χοκους
ποκους
τωρα.....
Θετικη
Ελευθερια
σκεψης με το
ζορι. Ο
Οργουελ
ζητα
συγνωμη που
δεν το
σκέφτηκε.
[/quote]
πρώτον, δε σε
έβρισα,
κύπριε
πράκτορα
της USAid, και δε
σου
επιτρέπω να
με βρίζεις,
μωρή
αγγλογαμημ^
1;νη
πόρνη του
παρακράτου`
2;.
Επειδή δεν
έχεις
διαβάσει
πραγματικά
τίποτα
σχετικά με
τις χώρες
της
Ανατολικής
Ασίας,
Βόρεια και
Νότια Κορέα,
Κίνα,
Βιετνάμ,
Μαλαισία,
Ινδονησία,
Φιλιππίνες,
και απλά
τσαμπουνάς
ό,τι σου λέει
η Χίλαρι,
προτιμάς να
μου κάνεις
προσωπική
επίθεση.
Η σύγκριση,
που "δε μου
ζητήθηκε"
κιόλας,
έγινε για να
σου
καταδείξω
τις
επιπτώσεις
της δυτικής
"ελευθερίας
λόγου" στην
Ανατολική
Ασία. Σε όλες
αυτές τις
χώρες εκτός
από τη Β.Κ., οι
άνθρωποι
είναι
δούλοι και
στη σκέψη
και στην
πράξη. Η
ελευθερία
λόγου των
Νοτιοκορεα`
4;ών
είναι η
ελευθερία
να
αποφασίζου_
7;
ανάμεσα στο
iphone και στο blackberry.
Και για να
μιλήσουμε
σοβαρά,
επειδή στην
αμερικανοκ`
1;ατούμενη
Ανατολική
Ασία
πεθαίνουν
εκατομμύρι^
5;
άνθρωποι
επειδή
ιδιωτικοπο_
3;ούνται
όλα τα
νοσοκομεία,
κι επειδή η
ιστορική
εμπειρία
έχει δείξει
ότι η δυτική
"ελευθερία"
του Βαλέσα
και του
Γέλτσιν
έφερε
εκατοντάδε`
2;
χιλιάδες
ανέργων,
πεινασμένω_
7;
και αστέγων,
είναι όχι
απλά
υποκρισία,
αλλά
εγκληματικ^
2;
αφέλεια να
μιλάς για
ελευθερία
λόγου, όταν
ξέρουμε ότι
σε
περίπτωση
που ο
καπιταλισμa
2;ς
κυριεύσει
τη Β.Κ., όλοι
αυτοί που
σήμερα τους
στερείται
μόνο η
"ελευθερία
λόγου", τότε
θα τους
στερηθεί η
ελευθερία
στην υγεία
και στην
ίδια τη ζωή.
Αν είναι να
καταντήσου_
6;ε
σαν τους
αναρχικούς
της
Βενεζουέλα`
2;,
που από το
ροζ
συννεφάκι
τους και
αποκομμένο_
3;
από το λαό
και τους
εργάτες,
λέγανε καλό
ψόφο στον
Τσάβες και
κρατούσαν
"ίσες
αποστάσεις",
κλάφτα
Χαράλαμπε.
Κάποια
πράγματα,
όπως το
γαμημένο
φαΐ, η
γαμημένη
δουλειά κι η
γαμημένη
ιατρική
περίθαλψη,
είναι ΠΟΛΥ
ΠΙΟ
ΣΗΜΑΝΤΙΚΑ
από την
"ελευθερία
λόγου" και
λοιπές
παπαριές.
Κατάλαβες
αλλοτριωμέ_
7;ε
κάτοικε του
πρώτου
κόσμου που
θα κρίνεις
και τους
Βορειοκορε^
0;τες;
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