Selective concern, selective memory...

Talk about destruction of Heritage ...
photo:  film-stop of  of the video posted by World Uygur Congress :
  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LKszVn4G3PQ    

So, some days ago, a one million dollars car, left tire marks on a 600-year-old Ming dynasty place, in China. It created a huge reaction on the net, it made it on CNN, BBC, and of course, in China, people were very angry as this was considered as an insult to the chinese culture... 

I agree. I would even say : to culture, in one word. Humankind's culture, art, world's heritage.

Hereunder, you'll find some images of the simple Chinese, trying to remove these marks of an absurd, silly,  noisy and polluting machine trampling their heritage.

image : film stop of the video posted - among other sites - by  :
http://newsfeed.time.com/2012/05/10/oops-ferrari-apologizes-for-damaging-ancient-chinese-wall/

Ok. So now, tell me, how come that when it's about Turkish - Turkic - uygur - (whatever the name) memory becomes "selective"... Why ? And why this selective concern ? I mean, it's kind of gross, insulting, (talk about a "double" insult) to compare this outrage, all these ahs and ohs, for tire marks, while one can only be sad beyond words, about the silence when it's one's own culture which is razed, in total silence ! 

Yes. I'm speaking about Millenaries old cities rased ! Roads, homes, walls, older than Jesus and any religions, are being rased just now, in Xinjiang (just where I dreamed to walk, one day) ... but as the people it touches seem not relevant, their walls, their heritage, RAZED, is ignored ! This place was - is - one of my crazy dreams... walk there... You know, it's strange to sit here, where I am, in middle of all these selected, chosen, nice people. Sometimes.
Tire marks ? I'm just tired of this never-ending double-standards !

This was my dream ....
image : film-stop of the video posted by World Uygur Congress on YT :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LKszVn4G3PQ

PS : These days, Uygurs are reunited in Japan (bless them) under harsh attacks from China, angry that Japan encourages "separatism". While some "separatists" using mines, terror, and daily violence, have 2 tasters, private doctors, letters from First Ladies patting their hands tainted with the blood of 40'000 people, isn't it ... erm... "Insulting" to Turkish - Turkic - Uygur- (whatever the name) to witness the silence around the arrest of  Nurmuhemmet Yasin  in Kashgar on 29 November 2004... and this for a beautiful and pacific and poetic text, only. Tire-marks ? I'm tired of this insulting silence, more deafening than Formula 1 cars racing, razing... a piece of mankind, Humankind...  My, my piece of Heritage.


WILD PIGEON by Nurmuhemmet Yasin Just the first lines ... 

Dream or reality?

Here I am, seemingly in flight in the deep blue sky. I cannot tell if I am dreaming or awake. A bracing wind cuts into my wing—my spirit is soaring and my body is powerful and strong. The glow of morning seems endless, and sun streams brightly, beautifully on the world. Such beautiful landscapes! I climb ever higher as my spirits soar.

The strawberry fields disappear from view, and the world is suddenly broader, like a deep blue carpet spread out beneath me. This is a wonderland I have never seen before. I love this place as I love my hometown—with all my heart—all of it so beautiful beneath my wings....

More following this link : 

http://www.uyghurcongress.org/en/?page_id=8548

This was my dream (old post on my other blog - July 2007) ... http://ferrylines.blogspot.com/search?q=Turfan