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Authors: Bradley K. Martin
Tags: #History, #Asia, #Korea
NORTH KOREA AND
THE KIM DYNASTY
BRADLEY K. MARTIN
Thomas Dunne Books
St. Martin’s Press
New York
THOMAS DUNNE BOOKS.
An imprint of St. Martin’s Press.
UNDER THE LOVINGCARE OF THE FATHERLY LEADER
. Copyright © 2004 by .Bradley K. Martin. All rights reserved. Printed in the United States of America. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviews. For information, address St. Martin’s Press, 175 Fifth Avenue, New York, N.Y. 10010.
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ISBN 0-312-32221-6
EAN 978-0312-32221-2
First Edition: September 2004
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This book is dedicated to the memory of my parents,
Bradley K. Martin Sr. and Christine Logan Martin.
For them, loving care never became a propaganda slogan.
1. To the City of the God-King
3. On Long Marches Through Blizzards
4. Heaven and Earth the Wise Leader Tamed
5. Iron-Willed Brilliant Commander
6. With the Leader Who Unfolded Paradise
7. When He Hugged Us Still Damp from the Sea
8. Flowers of His Great Love Are Blooming
9. He Gave Us Water and Sent Us Machines
10. Let’s Spread the Pollen of Love
13. Take the Lead in World Conjuring
15. From Generation to Generation
16. Our Earthly Paradise Free from Oppression
18. Dazzling Ray of Guidance317
19. A Story to Tell to the Nations
20. Wherever You Go in My Homeland
21. If Your Brain Is Properly Oiled
22. Logging In and Logging Out
23. Do You Remember That Time?
24. Pickled Plum in a Lunch Box
27. Winds of Temptation May Blow
29. Without You There Is No Country
30. We Will Become Bullets and Bombs
31. Neither Land nor People at Peace
33. Even the Traitors Who Live in Luxury
34. Though Alive, Worse Than Gutter Dogs
35. Sun of the Twenty-First Century
37. Sing of Our Leader’s Favors for Thousands of Years
PREFACE
Here and there among the greenery were palace-like buildings. … “Communism,” said I to myself. … There were no hedges, no signs of proprietary rights, no agriculture. … The shop, the advertisement, traffic, all that commerce which constitutes the body of our world, was gone. It was natural on that golden evening that I should jump at the idea of a social paradise.
—
H. G. WELLS,
THE TIME MACHINE
Alas, as Wells’s time traveler soon discovered, man “had not remained one species, but had differentiated into two distinct animals.” The first Eloi specimen he encountered was “indescribably frail. His flushed face reminded me of the more beautiful kind of consumptive.”
The Eloi were a gentle, childlike people who stood “perhaps four feet high.” In their eyes the traveler detected “a certain lack of the interest I might have expected in them. … The question had come into my mind abruptly: were these creatures fools? … You see, I had always anticipated that the people of the year Eight Hundred and Two Thousand–odd would be incredibly in front of us in knowledge, art, everything. Then one of them suddenly asked me a question that showed him to be on the intellectual level of one of our five-year-old children.”
The Eloi proved to be descendants of the wealthier classes of humans. However, “all the activity, all the traditions, the complex organizations, the nations, languages, literatures, aspirations, even the mere memory of Man as I knew him, had been swept out of existence. Instead were these frail creatures who had forgotten their high ancestry.” Still, “[h]owever great their
intellectual degradation, the Eloi had kept too much of the human form not to claim my sympathy, and to make me perforce a sharer in their degradation and their Fear.”
The dominant species, the Morlocks, had evolved from the working class. Morlocks lived and worked underground, where they kept the machinery that gave them their power. Clever, they treated the Eloi like domesticated herds and lived off them. They were carnivorous, nocturnal. “Beneath my feet then the earth must be tunneled enormously, and these tunnelings were the habitat of the New Race.”
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In Wells’s imagination it had taken 800 millennia for humanity to change so drastically. In North Korea a remarkably similar evolution took only a half-century The North Korean changes, not likely to be reversed quickly or easily, were largely the work of two men: Kim Il-sung and his son Kim Jong-il (whose gigantic personal movie library no doubt included both the 1960 and 2002 Hollywood versions of Wells’s classic).
This is the story of how they did it.
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