American Spring: May Day 2012 Insurrection
This is a letter from an online ID self-identified
重庆普通党员 (an ordinary CCP member from Chongqing) titled "重庆，别让我哭泣"
(Chongqing, Don't Make Me Cry). The letter has touched the
hearts of the millions, but not the authority - the article
was removed from all Chinese web sites. If a government
cannot tolerant a gentle sentiment expressed in this young
mother's letter, it is dangerously waiting for an ear-spiting
wake-up call like the one Clinton-Obama regime is experiencing
right now in the United States.
Below is the main part of the letter
and the brief English translation:
I am a native Chongqing resident. I joined Chinese Communist
Party a few years ago because I believe it's a nobel organisation.
However, I wasn't the one interested in politics, nor did
I like to spend my time online, until what happened to Bo
I saw Mr Bo once. It was on a Children's
Day when the kids were performing at the Grand Hall.
I was in the audience when he talked in, looking tall,
straight and handsome. He did not settle in his seat immediately,
but turned around to wave at us with a broad smile on his
face. Initially, we were all rather indifferent to his
arrival, yet at the moment he waved, entire audience were
ignited with excitement and greeted him back in unison: "Hello
It is hard to explain why we got so thrilled but our delight
to meet him is all sincere and real. This is the only time
I saw Bo Xilai, and I'll cherish this memory forever!
I went to many occasions which were attended by some high
rank officials. Those people forever put on a poker face
that does not really look at you or smile to you. Even when
the host introduced them to the audience, they would not
bother to respond.
I never met Wang
Lijun, but I can feel the substantial change he brought
to our daily life. Chongqing used to be a chaotic city
[under the leadership of Wang
Yang and He Guoqiang - Multipletext], and when
you were alone you always had a fear of personal safety.
But since Wang came, he eradicated organized crime groups
and established police service posts which were like guardian
angels protecting our children and elderly when we were
not around. I often asked myself, what means to be a nation
[state-home 国家]. My understanding is that a good nation
is the collection of many happy families that are protected
and cared by the state. Who will not love a country like
I work in South Shore, and heard Mr. Bo's office was also
there. Along the river, a row of trees have been planted
since he came, and the locals call them Xilai Tree. Now the
Xilai trees grow tall and straight, with verdant foliage
fluttering in the breezes. Whenever I have time, I would
drive to the river bank and touch the leaves. The trees are
still there, but where is the man who planted them? Is he
all right? Gazing at the turbulent torrent rushing east,
I often failed to restrain my sad tears that streamed down
Now I spent a lot of time online searching for the information
and pictures of Mr Bo and Mr Wang. When my son grow up, I
will let him know what a historical moment his mother underwent.
I will teach him to be a man who is dignified, strong and
brave just like the Xilai Tree along the river.
What Chinese Say
- Among a group of wretched
eunuchs, Bo Xilai, as a real bloke, looks so tall,
so straight and so heroic.