Today marks the 25th anniversary of the Crackdown and vicious killings in Tiananmun Square in Beijing. 180,000 people attended the candlelit vigil in Kowloon's Victoria Park. There is still a very strong movement condemning those appalling actions and a lot of pressure on the PRC to admit to and apologise for them.
Last night's crowds.
I was there at the first protest and have tried to attend every year since. The feelings of sadness and unity can always be felt. Many go who were not even born. It is very moving.

I was at the site in 2001. I cried and cried. My Chinese friend that I was there with hustled me away as he was afraid I might be approached by the Red Army.

To live in such fear ...


This is one of the saddest posts I've read. I'm an obnoxious American, from New York to boot. I can't imagine living like that.

I am not sure that students are so fearful any more. One gets the impression that they don't protest now. They accept and because their lives are so hard, struggling for education, medical help, housing, every problem you can think of, their lives are too taken up with this daily struggle. I heard the other day that many had almost voted with their feet in a way. They were leaving the cities where their labour was needed and going back to the countryside to eke out an existence with farming, even the educated ones. Its a weird way of protesting, but they know they will never prosper, so that's what they do. Giving up trying to change their situation. That to me is almost as tragic as being wiped out by a tank.