Tuesday, 28 October 2014

CAMBODIA & KHMER ROUGE, CAMBODIA AND POL POT, CAMBODIA HISTORY. SOUTH EAST ASIAN HISTORY

Love of Life - A Miraculous Story

 CAMBODIA & KHMER ROUGE, CAMBODIA AND POL POT, CAMBODIA HISTORY. SOUTH EAST ASIAN HISTORY

MEMOIR DESCRIPTION - PRESS RELEASE COMING IN DAYS - LOVE OF LIFE

The incredible true and candid story by author Sokhom Prins. How did she survive American carpet-bombing, civil war and the Khmer-Rouge Genocide? After liberation, her homicidal mom nearly kills her; her father’s evil mistress forces her to the Thai border – she fights attempts to be sold into sex slavery. Her nightmare existence continues as she fights-off countless sex assaults, she is raped, nearly dying from the abortion. Her epic saga of hope and courage proves that the art of survival is a story that never ends

Suddenly, her life changes - she meets her "European Prince" in 1993! A love story without end (with many graphic sex-scenes in her book). Now she gets very rich, travels the world, but then crash-lands in Australia, a racist pit. With her husband, she builds a US$10m property empire – what happens to it?

She becomes famous, fighting court battles; she is in the Press, and causes the biggest case in Australia’s history – how did all this happen to her? (A poor girl from a small village in Cambodia.)

Her memoir is a springboard for a larger story that has a deeper resonance. Was Pol Pot’s Genocide like Hitler’s “Final Solution”? Did America cause the Genocide? She exposes a world-wide conspiracy of genocide denial, and America, as “The Gods of Genocide”. Who would dare to deny the Jewish Holocaust?

Her book will be controversial. She exposes dark secrets about two movies, “The Killing Fields” and “Enemies of the People” – readers will be shocked. Can evil ever be forgiven and forgotten?

She reveals government lies about Australia’s convict origins. Her experiences reveal that Australian whites are racists, without culture and women abusers. Australia is full of crooks and the justice system is a fake! Now the shyster Abbott government is bribing Hun Sen (Cambodia's dictator), to take unwanted (mainly) Muslim refugees, making Australia a gigantic and immoral human-trafficker. Readers will be appalled by the details. 

She writes how human rights in Cambodia have been eroded, and how she is fighting for change. Her larger story is also about fighting cultures that allow oppression and abuse of women. Her book is a plea for gender equality, freedom of speech and expression.
Her Story is a triumph of the spirit. It will be an inspiration to all.
See her video trailer about her book: http://youtu.be/Ooji0EHK2nk


HUN SEN, FORMER KHMER ROUGE LEADER, NOW CAMBODIA'S DICTATOR/1


HUN SEN IN LOVE WITH TAKSIN SHINAWATRA, THAI BILLIONAIRE.





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ASIAN MEMOIRS, MEMOIR, MEMOIRS, KHMER ROUGE, CAMBODIA, CAMBODIA HISTORY. SOUTH EAST ASIAN HISTORY

Love of Life - A Miraculous Story

Summary of major political events in Cambodia, since 1979
For those not familiar with recent Cambodian history, and to put my memoir into recent perspective, I provide the following very brief summary.
1979-1989: Cambodia under pro-Vietnamese governments. Heng Samrin (ex Khmer Rouge) the first prime minister 1979-1991, followed by Hun Sen. Ongoing guerilla warfare by Khmer Rouge. Vietnamese troops withdraw in 1989.
1989-1998: Paris Peace Agreement between factions. The Monarchy restored. Khmer Rouge guerillas surrender, granted amnesty (1994). Funcinpec under Prince Ranariddh wins 1993 elections. Hun Sen mounts a coup against Ranariddh, and takes over (1997). April 1998, Pol Pot dies in his jungle hideout. Hun Sen’s CPP wins elections.
1998-2013: Hun Sen wins election 2002. Hun Sen re-elected in 2004 after over a year of deadlock. King abdicates. Tribunal to try Khmer Rouge leaders approved by the UN, April 2005. Sam Rainsy becomes the opposition leader. Nuon Chea (brother number 2) arrested September 2007. Hun Sen wins new elections, July 2008, criticized by EU monitors. Hun Sen wins elections July 2013, opposition and outside observers allege widespread irregularities and fraud. The opposition refers to the 2013 election as “the stolen election”.
Ongoing protests against the election result. Factory workers protest against slave-labor working conditions. Hun Sen’s CPP kills protestors. New laws restrict freedom of speech and expression. Political turmoil spreads into the provinces.
Blogs on political events in Cambodia
The following blogs will keep readers up to date with political events in Cambodia:

·     MAJOR BRANDS - NEW SLAVERY - ESP AMERICAN - ENSLAVING CAMBODIAN FACTORY WORKERS: http://brand-newslavery-cambodia.blogspot.com.au/

·     CAMBODIA GIRL FOR HUMAN RIGHTS AND DEMOCRACYhttp://cambodia-girls.blogspot.com.au/ 

·         Cry my beloved country, Cambodia: http://cry-mybelovedcountry.blogspot.com.au/

See me live on YouTube
YouTube – see me live! -  http://youtu.be/Ooji0EHK2nk
Recent event - repugnant refugee agreement 
A recent event in September 2014 is the shyster Abbott-government dumping 40,000 or more unwanted (mainly Muslim) refugees on Cambodia, and bribing that tyrant Hun Sen with billions to facilitate this. This is discussed in detail in Chapter 47, "Living in Australia - great country, pity about the (white) people". 


ASIAN MEMOIRS, MEMOIR, MEMOIRS, KHMER ROUGE, CAMBODIA AND POL POT, CAMBODIA HISTORY. SOUTH EAST ASIAN HISTORY

 CAMBODIA, CAMBODIA HISTORY. SOUTH EAST ASIAN HISTORY, KHMER HISTORY

Has the past come back to haunt me?
I wanted to write this book since I was 5 years’ old, at the end of the civil war 1970 to 1975. Finally I started to write it in May 2011, after the impact of the “chicken shootout” in Broadbeach, which made me sick for days.
While doctor and I were busy editing my book in late 2013, we thought we should go to Cambodia on a book tour in early 2014, to promote and launch this revealing and inspirational memoir. We were last in Cambodia in late 2008, as part of doctor’s disastrous (and stupid) “migration projects”.
During the writing and editing time, I was a bit suspicious, recalling that in the past the Cambodian government (or Prime Minister Hun Sen), had banned girls wearing mini-skirts and revealing dresses on TV or in public places. I heard from my family that the government frowned on the celebration of Valentine’s Day.
I did not take this seriously. In late 2013, my sister Sokheim told me to get permission from the Ministry of Culture and Education to promote my book in Cambodia! This was because my book contains some political history and comment, and in particular, many explicit sex scenes.
What is happening in Cambodia?
Therefore at the end of 2013, as the time had come to start promotion, I decided to do some research on the internet. I was shocked and devastated to discover that the Cambodian authorities now had draconian and oppressive censorship regulations and practices. This covered any political comment, or anything to do with morals or traditions.
We heard that many writers, journalists and others had been jailed or their lives threatened if they do not comply. The effect now was that everyone was frightened to say anything the censors may not like; hence there is self-censorship. My proposed book tour was off.
This official or unofficial censorship also concerns culture or morals; what right does a government official have to decide about these things? Where is freedom of speech and expression now? It appears from our internet research that the regime is restricting and clamping down on these freedoms. Locals are brainwashed to believe that all this is necessary to protect public morals, traditions, and is needed for stability in the country.
Where have our freedoms gone?
In the past, before the civil war, and since early 1990 until about 2007, there was freedom of speech and expression. Books and magazine contained information about sex, even explicit sex-related stories. So why has this all changed?
For me it is clear: the present regime is afraid of dissent, so it has clamped down on social media and the internet. We read that internet cafĂ©’s were going to be banned within 500 meters of any school. I wouldn’t be surprised if international phone calls are being tapped. Who knows, what was revealed by Edward Snowden could equally apply to Cambodia. It is a frightening thought.
Afraid to visit my homeland
Now I am even scared just to go to Cambodia to visit my family, as long as this repressive Hun Sen dictatorship continues. Who knows how long it will last?
What a tragedy, now that I am about to reveal and promote my memoir, I cannot go to my own beloved country. All the sacrifices made by my father, those who joined him (his “band of brothers”), and those who died for freedom and democracy, must be turning in their graves. Have they all died in vain?
The last elections in July 2013 revealed that the younger generation is not going to tolerate this situation forever. I saw on facebook (“I love Cambodia, hot news 2), and heard from relatives, about the ongoing street protests. During this time, Cambodians were not able to leave the country, or apply for passports. Expatriate Cambodian opponents of the government (visiting Cambodia), and many foreign reporters, were deported.
I read in newspapers that millions of young voters (like my two nephews) could not vote because the authorities made excuses not to register them (like keeping offices for registration closed). I also heard that corruption was getting worse, with VIPs and district and provincial governments, grabbing well-located and productive land all over the country. This includes some of my family’s land.
Cambodia, one of the worst in the world
We saw on the internet, in a ranking of countries by freedom of speech and expression, that Cambodia now ranked 143 out of 175 – one of the worst in the world: Reporters Without Borders, press freedom index 2013, http://en.rsf.org/press-freedom-index-2013,1054.html This report comments that Cambodia has dropped to 143rd place, because authoritarianism and censorship are on the increase.
I would like my book to be another voice calling for change, and for restoration of normal human freedoms, as enjoyed by most western countries. I am speaking out against injustice. Doctor is completely on my side, we are fighting for freedom of speech and expression, just like Socrates did in 450 BC. Citizens of all countries should be free to question anyone, including the Authorities. 
The government decides what is right or true
A post in the Cambodia Daily on 27 May 2013 refers to the National Election Committee (NEC), which insisted that the intention is not to limit freedom of speech and expression ahead of July’s national election.
“As we know, many people right now are using social media and especially the youth. We want them to share the right information about the election,” Mr. Nytha said.
President of the Neutral and Impartial Committee for Free and Fair Elections in Cambodia, Hang Puthea, also said the NEC was right to encourage caution on social media. “Relating to the use of social media, users should post the truth,” Mr. Puthea said. “Facebook has two faces - it provides full information, but also sometimes it causes problems.”
So now a government official can determine what “the right information” is, and what “the truth” is. I found a regulation issued by the Royal Government of Cambodia, 19 September 2013, relating to freedom of expression in social media, internet, newspapers, radio “and others”.  Essentially it provides that there is freedom of expression on condition that there is no criticism of the king or the government. It also provides that freedom of expression must be in the context of preserving morals, the economy, security of the country and peace – which the government will determine.
Obviously, there is no freedom of expression or speech in Cambodia anymore. This is very sad. My political comment, but definitely my book’s sex scenes, will put me in jail on arrival. Now Cambodia is ruled by a tyrant, a dictator, and has become a police state. The past election was stolen. Everyone is afraid. The “winds of change” must sweep, even howl, over Cambodia.
Coming book (non-fiction): “Cry my Beloved Country”
I am writing a new book about Cambodia, particularly its political history before, during and after the Khmer Rouge. It will highlight the corrupt regimes since liberation, and what should be done to restore democracy. For details about the new book, see:
·         This website: http://www.cry-mybelovedcountry.com and
·         the following blog: CAMBODIA GIRL FOR HUMAN RIGHTS AND DEMOCRACY - http://cambodia-girls.blogspot.com.au/ 
I am a “Woman General”
I am fighting for democracy in Cambodia, doing this daily through strong and deadly posts on facebook pages. Thousands are following my posts. The CNRP, the official opposition party led by Sam Rainsy, has now got into bed with that tyrant, Hun Sen. Now there is no effective opposition anymore.
Summary of major political events in Cambodia, since 1979
For those not familiar with recent Cambodian history, and to put my memoir into recent perspective, I provide the following very brief summary.
1979-1989: Cambodia under pro-Vietnamese governments. Heng Samrin (ex Khmer Rouge) the first prime minister 1979-1991, followed by Hun Sen. Ongoing guerilla warfare by Khmer Rouge. Vietnamese troops withdraw in 1989.
1989-1998: Paris Peace Agreement between factions. The Monarchy restored. Khmer Rouge guerillas surrender, granted amnesty (1994). Funcinpec under Prince Ranariddh wins 1993 elections. Hun Sen mounts a coup against Ranariddh, and takes over (1997). April 1998, Pol Pot dies in his jungle hideout. Hun Sen’s CPP wins elections.
1998-2013: Hun Sen wins election 2002. Hun Sen re-elected in 2004 after over a year of deadlock. King abdicates. Tribunal to try Khmer Rouge leaders approved by the UN, April 2005. Sam Rainsy becomes the opposition leader. Nuon Chea (brother number 2) arrested September 2007. Hun Sen wins new elections, July 2008, criticized by EU monitors. Hun Sen wins elections July 2013, opposition and outside observers allege widespread irregularities and fraud. The opposition refers to the 2013 election as “the stolen election”.
Ongoing protests against the election result. Factory workers protest against slave-labor working conditions. Hun Sen’s CPP kills protestors. New laws restrict freedom of speech and expression. Political turmoil spreads into the provinces.
Blogs on political events in Cambodia
The following blogs will keep readers up to date with political events in Cambodia:

·     MAJOR BRANDS - NEW SLAVERY - ESP AMERICAN - ENSLAVING CAMBODIAN FACTORY WORKERS: http://brand-newslavery-cambodia.blogspot.com.au/

·     CAMBODIA GIRL FOR HUMAN RIGHTS AND DEMOCRACYhttp://cambodia-girls.blogspot.com.au/ 

·         Cry my beloved country, Cambodia: http://cry-mybelovedcountry.blogspot.com.au/

See me live on YouTube
YouTube – see me live! -  http://youtu.be/Ooji0EHK2nk
Recent event - repugnant refugee agreement 
A recent event in September 2014 is the shyster Abbott-government dumping 40,000 or more unwanted (mainly Muslim) refugees on Cambodia, and bribing that tyrant Hun Sen with billions to facilitate this. This is discussed in detail in Chapter 47, "Living in Australia - great country, pity about the (white) people". 



SOKHOM PRINS - AUTHOR, WOMAN GENERAL, FIGHTING FOR WOMEN'S RIGHTS & DEMOCRACY






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Love of Life - A Miraculous Story

EXTRACT
CHAPTER 10 - Forced march to Chan Ondyt killing machine

Arrival outside Chan Ondyt killing machine
We arrived in front of a big metal gate, the entrance to the killing compound, “Chan Ondyt” - death was staring, grinning, beckoning to us. Here it was - the gateway to hell. (This had previously been a local-government compound. I had been there many times pre Khmer Rouge). The big metal gate was wide open. We were stuck in front of this gate because we could not go forward to the intersection 50 meters away, which was packed with victims, and more coming.
I looked into the compound – it had high walls around it. I could see that it was about 1 kilometer long and 500 meters wide. An internal street into the compound led to a big long building of two floors. There were also many other smaller buildings there. In the compound was a lake. The compound’s one side stretched over the side of a hill. We knew that it also contained warehouses, crematorium, and torture chambers. It was a fully-equipped killing machine.
There were trucks coming and going; dust and black exhaust fumes were merging with the smoke and ash from the crematorium, leaving a black and grey pall of death hanging over that compound. Trucks were disgorging starving villagers, with gaunt eyes, terror on their faces, knowing they were about to be butchered, soon to die a slow and painful death.
At the same time, in all the pandemonium, I saw people running, crawling, out of that gate, with horror-stricken faces, gasping painfully, towards the waiting crowd outside the gate! There were guards outside the compound with guns yelling orders, but because of the large crowd that had arrived unexpectedly, they had completely lost control. The number of guards was not enough because the Khmer Rouge were too busy fighting the patriots, and killing us at other sites all over the central and eastern parts of the country.    
Moving at a snail’s pace towards the intersection which was 50 meters in front of us, I could see further in front of me. There was a huge area in the middle of the intersection, now full of people, spilling over everywhere into side roads near that intersection. These roads came from other villages, for example from the east, plantations to the north, and villages to the south and west. The whole situation was getting worse, a huge and growing crowd of torn black uniforms and emaciated bodies, stuck together.
Everyone was exhausted after the 9 hours’ march. No one knew where to go or what to do. My family and I were still stuck in this huge crowd, everywhere there was the sight and sound of suffering, grieving parents trying to find their children, adults crying and screaming, desperate to find separated family members. Kids were crying for food and water, everyone was hungry and thirsty. By now there must have been over 20,000 people here. Large numbers were fainting, even dropping dead on the spot.
Sokhorn’s warning!
In the middle of all this chaos and panic, my family and I heard and saw someone about 10 meters away, in front of the gate, calling from another waiting crowd, standing in front of the gate. This person was waving and moving towards us. Who could this be? Suddenly we heard  Sokhorn‘s voice screaming, “Mom! Mom!” And there she was, looking like a ghost, with a horrified expression on her face. We hardly recognized her.
It was a miracle that we could find each other in that crowd. Then all at once, as all of us started shouting with joy, mom fainted. It was lucky that one of the siblings caught her on time before she fell onto the ground and got trampled to death. She was already weak, so that when she suddenly saw her daughter right there before her eyes, the shock was too much.  
Sokhorn screamed loudly over and over again, hoping that everyone in the vicinity would hear her. She was warning all of us and others not to stop at the intersection or near it. She screamed,
“You must all keep going - if you don’t, you will all be dead by tonight!”
She then fought her way through the crowd to join us. We all hugged and kissed her - although everyone was crying, she immediately helped to get us out of that place onto another road that pointed to a plantation nearby. She was shocked to see her family in front of the gate to death.
While we were frantically pushing our way out of the crowd, struggling to walk to the plantation, guards were directing the crowd to stay at the intersection. They said if we wanted to stay in a camp nearby, we had to stay by the intersection. It was obvious - these killers were just saying this to keep us by the intersection, so that we could later be herded into the compound and be killed. There was no “camp” nearby. However, many villagers from other areas believed them - no doubt they were later butchered in that compound.
Above all the noise and chaos, Sokhorn shouted “Ah Pot” (bad Pot) was butchering thousands of people inside this compound all the time! She said they let her go because the killers did not have enough staff (killers) to carry on with the killing, because the trucks had already offloaded too many victims “to be processed” (like animals in an abattoir) by the killing machine. She yelled that she had seen everything - we were stunned that she had witnessed killings. I could feel her, she was trembling with shock.
“Move! Keep moving!” She shouted urgently.
We must keep pushing ahead towards the direction of the plantation, about 1 kilometer away! I could see the plantation to the north of where we were standing. It was terrifying to find out that she had actually been inside the killing machine, and had survived. We were hearing what happened there from her own mouth. As we kept pushing through the crowds, we all shouted at the same time:
“How did you end up in that compound?”
Sokhorn’s story of survival


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THE KILLING FIELDS, KHMER ROUGE, KHMER ROUGE MEMOIR, POL POT, KHMER ROUGE GENOCIDE. ANGKAR. ENEMIES OF THE PEOPLE

Love of Life - A Miraculous Story


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The next morning - 18 April 1975: the excellent “Angkar”!
Very early the next morning, the Khmer Rouge invaded our village again. They announced from trucks with huge loudspeakers (prematurely waking up everyone who was still recovering from the previous evening’s festivities, the earth-shaking news of the evacuation of Phnom Penh, and the presence of the Khmer Rouge in the village), that all villagers must go to the village hall for a meeting that was to start at 7 a.m. We were told not to take food, drink or anything with us. If we disobeyed the rules, we would be punished harshly. (Our village, typical of other large ones, had about a thousand inhabitants – maybe double this before the civil war started in 1970.)
People were frightened when they heard that the whole village population must attend the meeting at the hall - they feared that we would meet the same fate at gun point as what had happened to the residents of Phnom Penh. The villagers were suspicious of the Khmer Rouge, but some also thought that the forced evacuation of Phnom Penh was only for three days. They did not think that the Khmer Rouge would evacuate people living in the countryside, as where would they take us, given that we were already here in the countryside?
We remained terrified of the threat of evacuation, because the Khmer Rouge had absolute power; we feared these tyrants, were horrified and trembled at the knees, and chills ran down our spines, because of what we found out had happened in Phnom Penh the day before. We heard on the radio that the forced evacuation was still going on, as we gathered for the 7 a.m. meeting.
As ordered, everyone was there at the appointed time and place; the village had emptied out for the first time ever. Even under constant American bombing, the village was never this deserted. I was in shock from the suddenness of events that were taking place here in our very own village. As a young girl of nearly 6 years, I was very suspicious of them and feared the consequences of the meeting. I thought that they had left our village for good the previous evening. It turned out that they had just pretended to leave; they were hiding somewhere nearby, only to return unexpectedly while everyone was still sleeping. This took us all by surprise – which was probably their intention.
I was not sitting with my family on the crowded concrete floor in the meeting hall (it had a roof, but no walls) - I stood apart with other adults on the side of the gathering. I did not like to be under that hall’s roof, because it was made of metal - I knew it would get very hot soon. I did not want to be confined to that hot, crowded place, full of people. I was very worried about my mother with baby Lang (who may make a lot of noise), and my sister Sokheim, 3 years’ old at the time. The older siblings were there to help mom – they were sitting on the concrete floor. I thought being outside might have some usefulness for them, e.g. to get some water or find something for them to eat later. I had a feeling that this meeting was going to be a very long one. Children were crying from the chaos; everyone was waiting for the Khmer Rouge leaders to come.
The meeting starts
Finally two leaders and a large number of guards appeared, all wearing the same black uniforms. The leaders carried guns, the guards guns and sticks. The leaders seemed not much older than the young guards. One of the leaders, holding pencil and paper, went up the steps to the stage; a table with chairs had been arranged earlier. They did not sit down, just stood there barking. There were at least 20 armed guards surrounding us, glaring at us with hatred and anger. They had impatient looks on their faces, and were waving their guns around menacingly and dangerously. It struck fear into our hearts; the whole scene was domineering, powerful and confrontational - very effective and deadly.
I was shaking, frozen with fright. I had been scared of American bombs, choppers, the Vietcong, Lon Nol, and the civil war. I had heard of their propaganda campaigns and brutality in regions they controlled, and knew what was happening in Phnom Penh. But here they were now, real live Khmer Rouge, walking right next to me! They were circling the villagers, glaring at them with dead soulless eyes. They continued to wave their guns and sticks, shouting swear words, degrading and swatting us like flies, if anyone did not pay sufficient attention to them or the leader on stage.
I could see and hear that they barked like dogs at us; they did not talk normally, they were like programmed robots. I noticed that their accents were different from ours in the east, because they mainly came from the west; one could see from their attitudes and bearing, that they were uneducated, uncultured and uncivilized. To liken them to wild animals would be to insult all wild animals. I thought that I must be strong and pull myself up, that I would not cry. We had all gone quiet, too scared to move or make any sound - young, old, the sick and vulnerable.
The “excellent” Angkar
The leader abruptly, without any formal greeting to the village elders, started to bark loudly, with his arms waving about with great force and authority. First he said he was the “Angkar” representative in this village. He then praised the Angkar victory, shouted how divine, fantastic, excellent and wonderful they are. He yelled that this whole village and whole territory must absolutely obey all Angkar rules ordered from above without question. Apparently these rules came from the supreme leader, “Brother Number One”. Of course at that time we had no idea what “Angkar” was, or who “Brother Number One” was!
The morning after New Year was the start of year “Zero”, when “Angkar” took over. (We later discovered that the Khmer Rouge called it this because they wanted to erase - bring to zero - 2,000 years of Khmer history and civilization). 
So I wondered who was this “Angkar” he kept talking about? Was it a thing or human or some idol they worship, this Angkar? And who was this “Number One” person they were talking about – was there also a “Number Two” brother? I was confused and racked my brain, trying to work out what was happening. They told us that if anyone was caught bending or betraying Angkar’s rules, even in the slightest, then that person would be punished on the spot by a long term of imprisonment, or sent to a re-education camp with hard labor, or put to death. They then gave us some further orders and rules that we had to comply with, or be punished as above.
First and foremost, and at all times, we must respect, love and obey the excellent Angkar. One must work “to the boiling point”, work nonstop, work harder than we had ever worked before, for the beloved “Brand New Revolution” - yes, work day and night, grow more rice to meet “the demand”. We had no idea whose “demand” this had to satisfy. Nonetheless, the supply must please the excellent “Angkar”, make it proud of this whole territory; all production targets must be met. 
Everything now belongs to Angkar!





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THE "KILLING FIELDS" - KHMER ROUGE GENOCIDE - POL POT - CAMBODIA HISTORY, CAMBODIA, SOUTH EAST ASIAN HISTORY

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EXTRACT FROM:
Chapter 56 - Debunk “The Killing Fields” movie – not about killing!

More examples of duping the world
http://www.filmsite.org/kill.html “The film chronicles unforgettable scenes of suffering endured during the Cambodian bloodbath (known as "Year Zero") that killed 3 million Cambodians. His struggle to stay alive in the rural, barbaric 're-education' labor camp .. his horrifying walk through the skeletal remains of the brutal massacres in the Valley of Death, the muddy "killing fields," all present potent apocalyptic images on his journey to Thailand”. Note: where are these unforgettable scenes? Where are the brutal massacres? Only one small “muddy” killing field (actually a dyke) is shown, for at most 4 minutes. Again, the reviewer could not have seen the film, and is falling back on what he or she thinks the movie is about.
My coming movie: “The Real Killing Fields
My book provides an intimate account of my family and my survival under the Khmer Rouge. To really set the record straight, one day I will promote and make a movie about the Genocide. It will be an accurate, dramatic and tragic account of my personal experiences of the Genocide and its impact on me, my family, my people and my country.
It will feature many gruesome scenes, a great escape, miraculous survival stories and family tragedies. I will be the heroine, but my father will be the other hero, in his role as a freedom-fighter commander, trying to overthrow the killing regime. We are the real Khmer Patriots.
The audience will go away, horrified and overwhelmed by the horror, and by riveting details about the Genocide. Their sense of history, and man’s inhumanity to man, will be expanded. We the victims will no longer invisible. All the Genocide deniers will be revealed for who they are.
My movie, like my book, will spur the national consciousness, and make people proud to be Cambodian. The Pol Pot genocidal regime will be revealed and reviled in all its evil - it will never be forgiven or forgotten. The Khmer Rouge Genocide will no longer be whitewashed by lies like in “The Killing Fields”, to cover up American guilt for its role in the Genocide.
The older generation of Cambodians knows what really happened - the younger generation must know about this part of their horror heritage. 
The Jews, the Holocaust and Pol Pot
There is a parallel between Hitler and Pol Pot. Both caused Genocides; the Khmer Rouge caused over 3 millions deaths. Hitler over 5 million. The Americans (the Gods of Genocide), were responsible for nearly 5 million dead Cambodians (as I showed earlier) – a similar total as Hitler. So Hitler and the Americans have a lot in common.
We must learn from the Jews
Cambodians must learn from the example of the Jews: there are some events in history one can never forgive or forget. The Jews have also been masters at ensuring that universities, cultural institutions, museums, world wide, make sure that the memory of the Holocaust will never die. Cambodia has nothing like this. Contrary to Jewish children (fully aware of the Holocaust), Cambodian children have no idea about the Khmer Rouge Genocide, its causes and results.
The world knew, stood by, did nothing to help
The Allies did little before and during the war to help the Jews. They knew from 1941 about the Nazi’s plan to exterminate all the Jews in Europe. America’s pre-war immigration policy restricted Jews from escaping the coming Holocaust. Just as with the Khmer Rouge, the world stood by and did nothing to stop the Holocaust/Genocide:
“Ultimately, American Jewish rescue efforts were dependent on U.S. wartime policy. Since U.S. policy did not place rescue as a priority, the efforts of American Jewish organizations and leaders to push for rescue often fell on deaf ears. ”  http://www.myjewishlearning.com/history

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We share a common cause - fight the deniers
Jews and Cambodian’s share a common cause: the world must never forget, deny or apologize, for extermination of defenseless peoples. I ask the world’s Jews: help Cambodia follow your example, in revealing the truth, and then ensuring that the world can never forget. And help purge all those liars and deniers, who propagate the dirty lies about the Khmer Rouge Genocide (Holocaust) and America’s role.
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Correcting history
I am the one who is going to be “carrying the country’s history”, so that it will be known from one generation to the next, and forever.
There will be no place left, no corner, for Genocide deniers to hide. The world will spit on them (and hopefully soon, their graves), for deceiving the world for so long.
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