An Old Farmer And the Khmer Rouge: A Civil Party at the Tribunal

Police cadets attending the ECCC Tuesday.

Another day, another live-tweeting session at the Khmer Rouge tribunals. The press room is violently air-conditioned and I am the only journalist willing to eat the “weird” Vietnamese sandwiches. Oh, yes, right, the court proceedings….

Nuon Chea has continued to beg off the dock, claiming health issues, which means that today featured one civil party and one witness. I took off after lunch – Clair Duffy was awesome enough to cover the afternoon Twitter shift.

The civil party who spoke in the morning session, a supposedly illiterate, old, and senile Ratanakiri farmer called Romam Yun delivered a startlingly eloquent account of the Khmer Rouge years, frequently using agriculture analogies to describe his experiences.

The  70-year-old Mr Yun, a member of a minority group, had moved from village to commune chief in the Khmer Rouge Northeastern zone, through some combination of coercion and initial belief in the ideology of Cambodia’s people’s revolution.

“I will not say my work with the Khmer Rouge was right or wrong, but the political line was not proper, not right,” Yun began, launching into a description of how everyone in his village was gathered to work, including the elderly and the very young.

“We were treated like pigs they could sell at any moment,” he said. “They [the Khmer Rouge] were like our parents – they were supposed to treat us well. Instead they treated us badly, they imprisoned us.”

Mr Yun recalled being summoned to a meeting and told that his “village was to be swept clean.”

Confused—his village had no grass—he asked what exactly was meant by “swept clean.”

“Sweeping cleans means getting rid of those who are not good, and leaving only the good,” he was told.

We all know what “sweeping clean” came to mean to the Khmer Rouge.

Romam Yun Wednesday describing the "Pol Pot" years

“If the village and commune were clean, there were no enemies. On the other hand, if they were not clean, there were enemies in there,” he said.

Employed as a messenger, Mr Yun said he occasionally would deliver messages to a mysterious figure in the jungle, known only as “One.” Presumably this was Saloth Sar, alias Pol Pot.

Mr Yun impressed upon the court how much was at stake when it came to “good” work under the supposed people’s revolution. “When we could not do our work properly, we were accused of being enemies,” he said.

“If we could do it, we would be spared. Otherwise, we would be killed, because we were accused of being against the revolution,” Yun said. “The village was very quiet. It was understood that if they said anything wrong, they would be accused of being against the revolution.”

What happened to the villagers who couldn’t do their jobs?

“Sometimes they were taken out into the forest. They might have been killed in the forest, because they [the Khmer Rouge leaders] were mad we could not meet the plan… They would execute people if they did anything wrong, or went against the Angkha, and then they would be subject to execution.”

Yun also described the breakdown of the village social structure: “We did not know who was who..it was confusing. People did not know their own parents and siblings. A son would beat his father.”

According to Yun, forced marriages did not seem to be common in his village, but formal marriages as we think of them became a thing of the past. “People didn’t get married,” he said. “When people loved one another, they just lived together as partners without marriage, during Pol Pot time.”

Interestingly, Yun’s Ratanakiri village, populated by minority groups with their own religious beliefs, did not seem to suffer the same violent repression Theravada Buddhism did: “No one asked us to do anything with religious affairs..communities managed our own affairs when it came to religions.”

(The fidgeting feet of saffron clad monks could be seen behind him as he said this. Monks are a fixture at the Tribunal).

Over and over in his account, this old farmer likened the Khmer Rouge years to a bad crop, a bad tree, a bad planting season.

“When I first joined the revolution, we cultivated crops, and the plants were grown very well, and yields grew some. But it was fruitless. By analogy, the policy of that [the Khmer Rouge] was very good but it did not yield any good thing for people…by analogy, the tree trunk is very good, but it bears no fruit.”

“In the present day, we have good seeds. The seeds are growing well for the next generation. But at that time, educated people were killed. So we did not have anything.”

Another Tuesday at the War Tribunal, Nate Thayer on Landmines Being Kind of OK

Monks at the War Tribunal. Despite murdering thousands of them, Khmer Rouge defendents cite how much they like monks as much as humanly possible in the courtroom.

Live-tweeting the Khmer Rouge War Tribunal for the past few days and will probably continue until Thursday. Saying it’s been “fun” veers into the realm of the vastly inappropriate, but it has been informative.

I can easily summarize Nuon Chea’s opinion on his involvement in the genocide years thusly: It Was All Those Vietnamese Douchebags Fault.

This is all extra ironic because the Vietnamese party secretary is in Phnom Penh for something or another, and Vietnamese flags have been carefully erected in seemingly every possible spot in the city. And here Nuon Chea sits in the dock at the ECCC, spitting out anti-Vietnamese sentiment in an effort to appeal to popular opinion.

Everyone knows Cambodia is profoundly mistrustful of both Vietnam and Thailand of course, but Nuon Chea’s timing was….unfortunate. Than again, I doubt that he reads the news.

Nuon Chea, however, is willing to give the Vietnamese a pass when it comes to occupying Cambodian territory in one instance. See, Ieng Sary and Pol Pot hid in Vietnam after the government began seeking out known leftists.

But according to Nuon Chea, they weren’t hiding in Vietnam at all – they were hiding on Cambodian soil that had been occupied by the Vietnamese due to “American carpet bombing.” Handy excuse.

I suppose it’s all the American’s fault, after all.

Khieu Samphan, I imagine, heartily agrees.

As does Jacques Verges, who defended Carlos the Jackal and Klaus Barbie, among other luminaries. (I suspect Verges agrees with whoever is giving him a paycheck – and is probably a bit bummed that Samphan doesn’t seem to have a hot revolutionary girlfriend for him to steal).

Why Landmines Should Not Be Banned – Nate Thayer

Nate Thayer writes out a rather interesting argument for keeping landmines in the international war chest. Not sure if I agree, but points vis a vis “regulating legal stuff is easier” and “landmines are excellent deterrents” do make sense.

Hey Newt Gingrich, Come Visit Cambodia to See How Awesome Child Labor Can Be

Newt "Fight Child Unemployment" Gingrich

Newt’s War on Poor Children – NY Times

Newt Gingrich, American Republican candidate and professional blowhard, has recently decided that poor children’s primary problem isn’t economic inequality and a lack of access to quality education: it’s laziness.

After calling out US child labor laws as “truly stupid” and suggesting that schools employ poor kids as janitors, the Newt continued the line of thought at an Iowa campaign stop.

“Really poor children, in really poor neighborhoods have no habits of working and have nobody around them who works so they have no habit of showing up on Monday,” Gingrich claimed.

“They have no habit of staying all day, they have no habit of I do this and you give me cash unless it is illegal,” he added.

Yep, that’s right: According to Newt Gingrich, poor kids are lazy bums. Unless they are selling drugs, in which case they apparantly turn into tireless hunters for that highly immoral buck.

Here’s an idea: I propose to Newt Gingrich that he visit Cambodia to get a glimpse at how awesome child labor can be. I’ll take him on a personal “child labor” tour of Cambodia, and I won’t even make him pay me.

Cambodia’s progressive and well-thought out child labor “laws” and lack of compulsory education mean that thousands upon thousands of poor Cambodian children work long hours, day after day.

Poor rural Cambodian kids work the rice paddies, tend the family cattle, make bricks, preserve fish, make salt, and perform hundreds of other menial and often dangerous jobs – which take precedence over school for families just barely scraping by.

(It should be noted that these kids often must work simply to survive—and a blanket prohibition of child labor could mean serious, serious problems for entire families).

Children in urban and heavily touristed areas work day and night selling trinkets, souvenirs, and flowers to Cambodian and Western customers, while others pick for trash by the riverside, along the streets, and at the trash-dump.

Tragically, some of these children sell their bodies—but I would like to imagine that kind of child labor isn’t the sort Mr Gingrich would condone.

What about school?

Well, Cambodia’s public schools (such as they are) are underfunded and underattended, and in Newt’s perfect world, I suspect American public schools in poor neighborhoods wouldn’t be getting too much assistance either.

Free school lunches, art classes, and music lessons? That’s just spoiling the little punks rotten.

Far better for those poor children from urban neighborhoods or poor rural enclaves to be selling non-illegal products on the street, picking the street for cans – hey, America has a litterbug problem too! – and using their tiny, nimble little hands to sew shirts in garment factories.

After all, poor immigrant American kids in the 19th and early 20th century spent their days in poorly ventilated industrial factories, operating dangerous machinery for little to no pay. Surely kids in 2011 can do the same if we repeal a few pesky laws – or just ignore them entirely, as Cambodia does.

I think Newt has got me convinced.

Child labor is exactly what is making Cambodia great – and it’s what can make the USA great again.

After all, Cambodian children may be poor, but they certainly aren’t lazy. Overworked, deprived of an education, and trapped in a cycle of poverty? Well, yes.

But they’re not lazy, and to Newt, that’s apparently the most important part of the equation. I hope Newt takes me up on this visit to Cambodia idea.

I’m certain it will give him lots of great ideas for using child labor to solve urban poverty in the USA!

Cambodia Passes Drug Law Allowing For Up To Two Years of Forced Drug “Rehab” – UN Dispatch

from flickr user http://www.flickr.com/photos/michelleirish/3959198126/

Cambodia has a serious problem with drug addiction and trafficking, and last Friday, the Cambodian National Assembly passed a big new drug law with a 79-1 majority mandating stricter punishments for both users and traffickers.

Although tougher possession penalties and longer sentences for the possession of drugs such as methamphetamine, morphine, and cocaine are part of the law, infinitely more worrisome is the little-debated measure’s hardline new approach towards the treatment of addicts.

The new law, which has been vocally opposed by NGOs, will allow supposed drug addicts to be forcibly detained inside drug rehab facilities from 6 to 24 months if they are considered to be, according to the Cambodia Daily article on the subject, “capable of harming themselves or a danger to society” – a rather imprecise distinction that can be made by police and prosecutors.

Read more at UN Dispatch….

Kimly: Kep Crab Market Crab-Shack, Awesome Fried Shrimp

Kimly Restaurant
Crab Market (if you’re in Kep, you can’t miss it)
Kep, Cambodia

Kimly is the most popular restaurant in Kep’s Crab Market cluster of eateries, attracting a mixture of both Khmer and Western custom. Specializing in fresh seafood, and with a more extensive menu than other Crab Market restaurants, it attracts a cracking business during holidays, and is usually pleasingly quiet during the week. Everything is fresh, of course: you may note this place is built over the ocean.

Kimly is even so successful that they’ve built a guesthouse near Knai Bang Chatt: haven’t been there yet, doubt they put crab-scented air fresheners in the rooms but one never knows.

Read more at Things I Ate in Cambodia….

Cambodia Makes Surprising Progess in Fighting HIV/AIDS: Some *Good* News

Image ganked from these guys: http://www.gayographic.org/en/?tag=world-aids-day

Cambodia has made surprisingly decent progress in fighting HIV/AIDS, and it’s worth noting a piece of good news out of a country that tends to attract the most dire sort of press coverage. (Present company pleads guilty).

In a UNDP report released for World Aids Day that appeared in my inbox this morning detailing the incredibly damaging effects of HIV and AIDS on household spending in Asia, Cambodia stood out as the one bright spot.

Although HIV-affected households spend three times more on healthcare than unaffected households in India, Vietnam, and Indonesia, that’s not the case in Cambodia: here, anti-retroviral treatment is essentially covered in full by the government.

Furthermore, the UNDP noted that women with AIDS and HIV are less discriminated against when it comes to getting both adequate hospital care and access to drugs than they are elsewhere in Asia.

This, I think, may be part of the pay-off for Cambodia’s war against HIV/AIDS. The HIV/AIDS prevalence rate among those aged 15-49 dropped to 0.8 percent in 2010, from 0.9 percent in 2008 and a disturbing 2.5 percent in 1998. The Cambodian National Aids Authority hopes to drop that rate to 0.5 percent by 2015, and to zero by 2025.

There’s more: according to Teng Kunthy, secretary General of the National Aids Authority, 80 percent of pregnant women get their blood tested for HIV/AIDS, as opposed to 30 percent only three years ago. Currently, the mother to child infection rate stands at 8 percent – this massive increase in blood testing is expected to drop the rate to 5 percent by 2015, and completely eradicate such infections by 2020. This seem optimistic, but I’ll let it stand.

HIV/AIDS in Cambodia is not all puppies and roses, of course. According to the National Aids Authority, Cambodia has an estimated 67,000 people living with HIV/AIDS, and 6,000 of these sufferers are children. 2,500 died from HIV/AIDS in 2011, and 2,780 died in 2010 However, the Aids Authority believes 96% of these sufferers have received anti-retroviral medications.

Unfortunately, the National Aids Authority faces serious budget shortfalls. “We have a 50 percent budget shortfall annually” said Mr Kunthy in the Xinhua piece, who added that only about half of the $58 million needed for the 2011 to 2015 budget—collected from international donors—has been secured.

“With the shortage, we have to narrow our activities and just give the focus mainly on the most vulnerable groups,” Mr Kunthy told Xinhua. What a shame.

Hun Sen made a World Aid’s Day statement, which you can read if you can read Khmer. And I can’t. Someone should be a pal and translate it.

How Does the Internet Work? Also, My Daily Futurism

People in early 90’s clothing on NBC’s Today Show earnestly debate what this Internet hootenanny IS, anyway. Circa 1994.

“What’s this A with a circle around it? What is the Internet anyway?”

“Well, the Internet is this…giant computer network that’s getting really big now.”

“It’s like….a computer billboard. That’s getting bigger and bigger.”

“You don’t need a phoneline to operate Internet? Why not?”

Damn.

My generation is slowly coming to the horrifying realization that we will have to explain to nieces/nephews/children/grandchildren/students how things like “dial-up” worked.

The Internet Archives Geocities cache will be considered a comically archaic realm, sort of like how we giggle at advertisements and newspaper stories from the 1950’s and 60’s today. Already all those GIFs we though were super cool 10 years ago look about as modern as poodle-skirts and Big Boy fastfood outlets.

I clearly remember my first time using the Internet. I believe it was 1995 and I was visiting my father’s office. I was around 7. He wanted to show me something on a computer and I dearly loved computers, so I happily followed him. We clicked through to a site on environmental issues. Another devoted to Winnie the Pooh. I was immediately fascinated. There was no CD involved? Nothing was stored on the hard-drive? What the hell?

We got a home connection a year later. I believe I trolled my first message board, devoted to a virtual pet video game, when I was 8 years old. That was 15 years ago. Damn.