Rememberance

It was a day of remembrance. Not quite the independence day, but something close enough to it.

It was the day where the flag was re-planted on the land that had seen itself lost to a horder of invaders. It was the day the guerilla rebels managed to liberate their country from the legalist take over of the country that they were born and bred in, unlike their now former masters.

Chin-swee understood the bittersweet moment well. He was a young child then, nearly ten, but even he knew the stakes of the expensive game that his father and grandfather had to play to liberate themselves.

The oppression came subtly. First there was a quiet increase in the number of foreign workers. Then there was a slow increase in the number of permanent residents. Suddenly there was the displacement of the national flag, replaced with flags of other nations, with the land itself carved up in a manner not unlike the ending days of the Qing dynasty from the old China. Parliament was overturned, and a ruling council of the riches among the foreign born took over the running of the country, under the guise of being ``legal permanent residents'' that were therefore entitled to parliamentary privileges.

The citizenry were outraged. There was little they could do. Almost all forms of resistance were nullified during the build up years by the parliament itself. Those who dared to speak up were rounded up and tossed into jails, Stasi-style. The indignant few left learnt to keep their mouths shut and to scheme in the shadows, to plot the final solution in reclaiming their country for themselves and their progeny.

If justice was outlawed, then only outlaws would have justice.

Chin-swee's father and grandfather started the silent guerilla force, leveraging on the military knowledge that the participating men learnt during their days as a part of the conscript army to plan daring and bloody interventions. The foreign scumbags were quietly assassinated, propaganda distributed among citizenry, and key foreign-owned infrastructure were skillfully sabotaged to generate an air of distrust among their oppressors.

Then, in a single well-coordinated move, the highest level leaders were deposed through agents and the citizenry openly rebelled, ending the foreign rule once and for all, thus restoring their original flag.

(Based on an exercise generated by WriteThis - 2014-07-04 20:52:06)