I have no children, but I always love them. Seeing what's been happening in HK since June, today my heart is utterly shattered by this video of a 16yo girl - who was hyperventilating as police were surrounding this 16yo girl - a child - yelling at her. Frankly, I am a weak hearted person, I cannot bear to hear what they said but I could gather, somewhat somehow - from the most violent brutal foul language to the most insulting words maybe an adult would be shy away from.
I confess, it is not entirely factual if police said whatever I thought they did coz I didnt hear it in entirety......but you know what it's not a separate case, I heard the shouting before in other videos. The magic of iphones, the magic of social media. So, I finally broke down in tears - weeping for a while. I am not sure why. But I feel for the children, the young ones here in HK or even over the world - they are fighting.
One would say they are blocking the roads or protesting against the authority is just a Gen Z or XYZ (not catching up on the labels) syndrome. Yes maybe, but shouldnt sometimes authority be challenged? Why we adults feel they are so wrong?
For one, I am always pretty neutral in political views, except I utterly dislike the current USA president DJT, simply on the racist rhetoric and mocking of people. I think I know why I cried. It's the basis of humanity touch that we are losing. I have been upset by it.....now I feel overwhelmed by this gradual loss of humanity over the world....one race over the other, one types of people better than the other. It is just so silly and ridiculous.
I am writing as I do not want to write anything on my social media page - I feel people are so stuck to their page that somehow we could not step back and feel. I advocate fairness....hence I never say the police are evil, coz I really believe they are just human - some of them do not participate in over violence. But indeed, when one is given so much power to harm - and you believe in this right to act upon it, many - maybe one day me - I would do likewise. This is part of the saddening truth hidden in the genome of humanity.
I just need a place to talk - I find talking to myself more soothing nowadays. If you are out there somewhat reading, I am sorry - this is utterly incoherent somewhat.
Last, I love this city despite its evilness in many ways - rude taxi drivers, strategyless manager of this city, crazy rushing people on the street -> yet, this is my home.
Yes, Hong Kong is my home. It is an unconditional kind of love. I love HK.
Stay safe and peaceful.
