the girl who lost the right eye to a bean bag round shot by the hong kong police on 11 August 2019 finally gathered some energy to give a brief statement. a lot of public anger in the past two weeks calling for “an eye for an eye”. i can’t imagine the courage and how poised she has been in the video. if i were put into the same situation, traumatized is an understatement.
lots of flyers/artwork also emerged and keep on pumping out on various lennon walls in hong kong. here are a few of the examples.
alluding to street fighters or protesters:
another bloodied eye also appeared on the background towards the right above!
uncovered from my draft entries, last modification dated 13 déc. 2017 03:32.
she might or might not be a significant figure of the expat and missionary communities in nanjing china in the world war ii era, what is written on her and her personal experience will sure be a part of the war / massacre / peace / never again narratives for a turbulent era. her name is Minnie Vautrin.
so here is what I penned around the christmas season of 2017:
what to write or not -rthk late night documentary repeat had an episode on the massacre in Nanjing, sooming my focus in and out throughout the 50 plus minute, a missionary’s story caught my attention – Minnie Vautrin 魏特琳. Reading this in December when everyone walking into shopping centres got bombarded with jingles make the contrast more vehmenly sad. Vautrin, probably suffered a nervous breakdown from witnessing so many people dying around her, took her life within a year of returning to USA for a sick leave.
today, 14 may is the anniversary of her suicide.
dans l’epoque où des seigneurs de la guerre ont effectivement partitionné la chine dans les années 1920, cet enregistrement sonore de sun yat sen, promouvant le triple démisme et le texte traduit en français en 1924 documentent une chine au chaos. prèsque un siècle a passé, la vie des gens ordinaire a-t-elle été améliorée? je pense que chacun tient son avis au coeur.
June 4 is around the corner. After years of controversies with Wikileaks and its founder Julian Assange still in sort of house arrest, at the Ecuadorian Embassy in London, it came to my attention recently that some cables actually are related to the events surrounding the student uprising and culminating into the massacre on 4th June 1989.
The number of students killed might be different according to different accounts. Nevertheless, i felt chilled to the bone rereading some tense moments in the city through a “laowai”, whose mobility was probably more than the average citizen and was sure that minimal casualties through his eyewitness account were at least in the hundreds in this sad saga of Chinese politics and reforms.
mama said staying up late is not good for your liver…
some medical study claimed night owls have a higher chance of catching diabetes, given the former need to burn more energy and are likely to consume higher amount of carbs…
but late night in most cities bring out interesting characters…
the people (or the lack of), the landscape, the occasional drunks,
more relentless than others are the billboards and signs , the claws of global capitalism, shouting at you in the wee hours when other forms of communications are taking a break!
From those tangerines of unbelievable bargin that I didn’t took in for the Ram year, I did menage to recuperated a bouquet worth of flowers from the street, as one of joyful by-standers when passers-by spotted a grad-opening of a store/office (I dont know to-this-date what it was) was throwing away, or at least letting people take home all those flowers delievered to their doorsteps just hours before.
Trashed after an hour or so of spotlight, they are now in a vase, on a table, for an extended fortnight of their lifespan.
So this has been a weekend loaded with activities I attended haphazrdly. The Kowloon City Bookfair, which is running its 6th annual leg, finally fit into my junky, over-the-head, boisterous music-by-the-habourfront weekend. Organised by young literary connoisseurs, back by a creativity-oriented high school, a think tank, etc., the bookfair is a mélange of talks, roundtables, flea market, mini-bookfair and a mini-concert. Free of charge to everybody, coarse but ever-evolving, it’s what this overcrowded and over-developped city needs if Hong Kong were to slow down and smell some roses, or fresh air!
Thanks to a random gift of kindness, I set foot in West Kowloon waterfront for Clockenflap, probably the last time in a while by the West Kowloon waterfront since constructions will be swung into actions in the coming years.
My previous impression of this “music festival” has been some gweilos replicating rock concerts spiced with burning man. Upon entering I was upset with the overfloated plastic recycle bin with all types of trash. A day later however, a politically charged performance by “my little airport” sort of eased my displeasure. Well, in a non-perfect world, room for improvement is the key!
This might be the first in a series, for a duration not yet known, on the latest civil disobedience in Hong Kong in 2014. Let’s build up curiosity by looking at media, especially state media first!
Maybe Russia and China really are secretly in love, or are they not-so-secret buddies?
Russia Today said “protest turns violent” at the title of its piece posted September 28, 2014 16:33(Moscow time?)
even though it did use the words “pro-democracy” in the report.
Hong Kong police used tear gas and pepper spray on a crowd of pro-democracy protesters who ignored warnings and blocked the city’s main highway. The violence came after several days of student protests.
Meanwhile, China’s official news portal labelled the protest “spun out of control” http://www.china.org.cn/china/2014-09/29/content_33643206.htm
Agence France Presse en español wrote one of its headlines”
Manifestantes prodemocracia paralizan puntos neurálgicos en Hong Kong
Paralyse it we should, not neuro-logistical centre of Hong Kong, rather the injustice of puppet electoral systems, oligarchy and neoliberalism! Can we?
below: screenshot of online spreadsheet of the call for supply materials at the occupied sites
1919年 我們只要8小時 ；en 1919， on veut 8 heures seulement
1er mai, Journée internationale des travailleurs
J’ai tombé sur cette photo de 1919 quand la lutte était pour 8 heures de travail par jour? Malheuresement, Un siècle plus tard, en 2014, en Asie, dont la Chine et Hong Kong RAS, il n’y a pas des heures ‘maximum’ fixées par semaine. Plus loin en Europe, le taut chomage augmente sans arret, tandis que les Asiatiques, ou même des gens ailleurs travaillent comme des chiens avec des heures supplémentaires contribuées mais rarement recompensées! Ou est le progrès alors?