memories
November 2000: I'm sitting on the floor in a London apartment, browsing colourful books about Burma. Next to me, a Burmese monk and his friend. I have just finished interviewing them for my master-thesis, which concerned the use of the Internet among exile-Burmese people. I did interviews with nine Burmese people during my ten days in London. I also interviewed people from the non-profit media organization Democratic Voice of Burma in Oslo.
The meetings made a huge impression on me. I know wearing a red shirt isn't much of an action. But it feels meaningful to be part of a global symbolic protest.
45 years of military repression is just surreal.
Labels: burma, freedom of speech, red, repression, symbols