Two and a third semesters of college in, and now I finally feel like I’m where I belong.
Like wildflowers; You must allow yourself to grow in all the places people thought you never would.
PLEASE HELP US: SPREAD THIS SHIT LIKE WILDFIRE
Starting on Monday, thousands of university students in Hong Kong have been gathering at the Chinese University of Hong Kong and Tamar Park (outside the government offices) to protest the National People Congress (NPC) of China’s decision to restrict the right to vote for Chief Executive, the city’s highest political leader in 2017.
Article 45 of the Basic Law (Hong Kong’s own mini-constitution implemented after the handover from Britain to China in 1997) states that the Chief Executive should be chosen by universal suffrage as an eventual goal. Time and time again the Communist Party of China have dodged/shut down any democratic progress. Last month the NPC announced that they would continue using the 1200-member committee, consisting of members loyal to the Communist Party, to vote for our CE. THIS IS ILLEGAL. THIS IS SHAM DEMOCRACY AND SHOULD NOT BE TOLERATED.
The sit-in of university students belongs to a movement called ‘Occupy Central with Love and Peace’ and is led by The Hong Kong Federation of Students (schedule and declaration of the strike included). This act of civil disobedience consists of absolute non-violence. It consists of free public lectures offered by university professors and writers on topics like Orwell’s ‘1984’, history of Hong Kong’s struggle for democracy, Ghandi and Martin Luther King, Jr.’s fight to end injustice etc etc. I was one of the students sitting in Tamar Park on Tuesday and Thursday and it was one of the most rewarding, educational and, I must emphasise, peaceful political activities I have ever witnessed.
On Friday, high school students led by the student group Scholarism joined in the protest. They marched to Civic Square, pleading for our current CE to come out of his offices and listen to their requests, just like he promised during his ‘campaign’ in 2012. More and more citizens joined in the protest after work.
The police started cutting off access to Civic Square, which is a publicly owned area. They used shields to form a blockade against the protestors and started pushing them back. When people resisted with umbrellas, they started using clubs and pepper spray on the protestors, who started putting both of their hands up to show they are unarmed. Many students who managed to rush in Civic Square are arrested, including the leading of Scholarism. Many of them have visible injuries caused by police brutality and some of them still haven’t been released from police custody.
THE FIGHT IS STIL GOING ON. PEOPLE ARE STILL CROWDING OUTSIDE CIVIC SQUARE AND TAMAR. Resources are running thin and the police are still threatening violence. Some of my friends are at the protest and they are continuing the struggle despite the risks. It is predicted that the police will escalate their brutality with tear gas, more pepper spray and water cannons against innocent, peaceful protestors, many of them teenagers.
You can watch Occupy Central live here: x (Apple Daily livestream)
I know tumblr is a US-centric place but PLEASE PLEASE SPARE A SECOND TO REBLOG THIS POST. Hong Kong is a tiny city. We are anything but a formidable force in international politics. The only thing we can do is raise awareness among the world and force our corrupt government to answer to our protests.
PLEASE HELP US.
Laurel, get over it.
6am-7am Labor Day Free-write
The sea is new, silver, drawing crude mountains on the shore outlined in broken shells as it descends upon and laps the sand - the froth of its childish excitement gushing out while it trips over itself again and again.
The sun is less humble today: ascending implacably and anointing the sky with fire, cloaked thinly in wisps of clouds. Steady movement toward its direction is visible all around. Every bird seems to be journeying East, the young waves dance in jubilation of its arrival, and I cannot take my eyes off of it and its sheer cowl.
My feet are pushed into the silk sand and I remain fixated. The sea breeze pushes my bangs aside with the smell of a million secrets trapped below and kept from me beyond. It softens and curls each strand and calls goosebumps to my arms with the consistent realization of how much I do not and cannot know. It’s a mistake to call this ocean new, but it feels like everything has been born today with this sun.
DEAR GIRLS IN THE SUITE NEXT TO MINE,
I WOULD ENJOY IF YOU STOPPED FOR A MINUTE AND THOUGHT THAT PERHAPS IT IS 11:30PM AND THAT YOUR INTERMITTENT SHRIEKS AND “OH MY GOD”S ARE 1. INITIALLY TERRIFYING BECAUSE I THOUGHT SOMEONE WAS BEING FORCED TO DO SOMETHING AGAINST THEIR WILL SO I KNOCKED ON YOUR DOOR TO SEE IF EVERYTHING WAS OKAY AND 2. NOW JUST FUCKING ANNOYING BECAUSE I AM AWARE THAT YOU’RE JUST WATCHING A GODDAMN HORROR MOVIE WITH YOUR LAPTOP HOOKED UP TO SURROUND SOUND SPEAKERS AND I NEED MY GODDAMN BEAUTY REST