Beneath the shadow of a rickety statute, the amazed gaze of the world, and the calculating eyes of the tyrants, the enslaved staked their claim to liberty. Off the town’s walls, thousands of voices echoed in their native tongue the ideals which fired the souls of our ancestors to fight for freedom. But unlike our revolutionaries, these unarmed freedom-seekers, flush with a euphoria born of novel hope, trusted only in the good faith of humanity, especially the Great Democracies, to protect them from the iron retaliation of a bankrupt regime teetering on the brink of extinction…and bent upon survival. The slaves’ faith perished beneath their masters’ tanks.
But to the swank ranks of the global elite, that was Tiananmen and Burma is now.
As reported by the Congressional Human Rights Caucus, the Burmese regime has choked some one hundred thousand peaceful protestors’ chorus of hope into “the silence of the graveyard.” Over two hundred demonstrators for democracy, including Buddhist monks, have been killed and hundreds of people severely injured. International democracy and human rights organizations estimate over 2,000 people have been arrested, imprisoned, and/or tortured due to the barbarous repression by Burma’s military junta, which bears the Orwellian title of The State Peace and Development Council.
And the Burmese remain enslaved. Like their brethren in Tiananmen, the Burmese trusted in the human family’s good faith to protect them; the human family failed them; and now the world salts their wounds.
Like a thousand points of blight, soulless prose spews forth from diplomatic channels to assure the world the communist Chinese butchers of freedom-seekers in Tiananmen will play a constructive role in stopping the Burmese regime’s butchery of freedom-seekers in Rangoon. History belies such guilt assuaging conceits.
The Burmese regime and communist China call each other “Paukphaw” – a Burmese word for “siblings.” Given the two regimes’ “mutual abomination society,” communist China’s current policy toward its sibling amounts to “He ain’t heavy, He’s my Burma.”
A life-long resident of southeast Michigan, U.S. Representative Thaddeus McCotter was first elected to Congress in 2002 to represent the citizens of Western Oakland and Western Wayne Counties.