Dith Pran
Nothing to forgive Sydney. Nothing.
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[in his journal while imprisoned] The wind whispers of fear and hate. The war has killed love. And those that confess to the Angkar are punished, and no one dare ask where they go. Here, only the silent survive. Dith Pran We must be like the ox, and have no thought, except for the Party. And have no love, but for the Angkar. People starve, but we must not grow food. We must honor the comrade children, whose minds are not corrupted by the past. Sydney Schanberg They brought in the whole **** press corps. They want to sanitize the story. Bastards!
[in his journal while imprisoned] The wind whispers of fear and hate. The war has killed love. And those that confess to the Angkar are punished, and no one dare ask where they go. Here, only the silent survive. Dith Pran We must be like the ox, and have no thought, except for the Party. And have no love, but for the Angkar. People starve, but we must not grow food. We must honor the comrade children, whose minds are not corrupted by the past. Sydney Schanberg They brought in the whole **** press corps. They want to sanitize the story. Bastards!
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