I Believe He Can Fly

[dolfan]

He's reportedly a Michael Jordan fan but I wonder if he's as good a golfer as dear old Dad.

The superhuman qualities of the first of their line are incomparable: He's been dead since 1994 and he's still President -- officially. Kim Jong-il rules under the direct consultation of his father's ghost -- officially.

[Mole_J]

I was reading an article written by Hyok Kang about North Korea. Hyok Kang escaped from North Korea when he was 13. He later wrote a book about growing up in North Korea. He wrote an article for the Telegraph today. It is an interesting and disturbing article about that was happening in North Korea when he lived there.

The article is a little long, but here is part of it with the link to the rest if you want to read it.

I was nine when I saw my first execution. The man had been condemned to death for stealing copper wire to sell in China, crossing the border under the cover of darkness. He was dragged to the foot of the mountain near a railway track. A train that happened to pass stopped to let passengers watch the scene.

Executions were a frequent occurrence in our small city, but the inhabitants never tired of them. Primary and secondary school pupils skipped classes to join the audience, which always consisted of hundreds, even thousands, of people. Posters went up in the city several days before. When the time came, the condemned man was displayed in the streets before being led to the place of execution, where he was made to sit on the ground, head bowed, so everyone could get a good look at him. He was dressed in a garment designed by army scientists for public executions, a greyish one-piece suit made of very thick, fleece-lined cotton. That way, when the bullets are fired, the blood doesn't spurt out but is absorbed by this fabric, which turns red. The body is thrown on a cart and then abandoned in the mountains for the dogs to eat.

The complete article is here.