I have been moved to tears many times, over the past few months following the heroic epic taking place in Hong Kong. Children, young men and women, with their faces covered and dressed in all black fight back a dragon of biblical proportions, that is the Chinese Communist party. A David and Goliath story whose symbolism is as rich any other struggle for freedom that has ever taken place upon the earth.
As of yesterday the Chinese Communist Party released a recent bill called the National Security Law which is as many Pro-Democratic Hong Kongers have stated the end of the 1 country 2 systems ordinance, as HongKong will now be completely under the laws of Mainland China as protests have forced the iron fist of China to clamp down on dissenters.
A new protest has been scheduled this Sunday to fight back against the bill which from perspective seems like a last hurrah from the fighters of freedom that reside in Hong Kong. The fear has come to a climax as the boundaries and autonomy of Hong Kong as a International city have been so blatantly destroyed by Beijing.
As I read the poster of the new protest I feel what can only be described by myself as true humanity. The slogan of “Hong kongers, Be Water”signifies a much larger concept than a simple strategy to not get caught by the riot police, it is a visual image of the masses flooding the streets fluidly maneuvering through the dense and brilliant architecture the city has built. It represents the coalescing of the human spirit to create a mass large enough and powerful enough to fight against one of the most powerful tyrannical governments the world has ever known.
However, this mass is still made up of individuals and as I have the incredible privileged to read the comments of the poster on Reddit from my home in Canada, I feel like a fly on the wall listening to the voices of young men and women just like myself getting ready for a war.
The top comment goes as such.
“I have very shitty mental health and I'm absolutely terrified but I'll go. I feel like it's my moral duty to do so and stand up for what's right. Even though I have no hopes for a city that's dying.”
“Here's my message of encouragement for you, from one person with fucked-up mental health to another person with fucked-up mental health.
Talking and sharing the story of the HK protesters had kept my mental health afloat as well. You aren't going to get another chance, so why the hell not just give it a shot, get out there and do what's right?
It's true though, you're only one person. Except if a million other HKers thought that way, then it becomes a million people march.Going down fighting even if the fight looks forlorn is seen as a heroic traitas evidenced by legends like the 300 Spartans, and you can tell people that you were one of them in Hong Kong who refused to stop fighting no matter how hopeless or bleak it may seem.”
“I am so worried but my father is coming with me so I won't be alone”
These are the voices of human beings regular loving individuals with fears just like of all of us, however, they are face to face with a future so bleak that is hard to describe. But they are standing together, not just for them but for their people. This is what war actually is, filled with anxiety, fear and hopelessness but you push forward until you can’t anymore.
How can we let this happen, how has the Western world propped up the Communist Party of China regime and enable them to become an uncontrollable behemoth willing to tear freedom from the people of Hong Kong for power and fight for world Hegemony.
In this battle there won’t be any prolific trumpets or poetic endings. Just the sounds of screaming teenagers, tear gas and rubber bullets.