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Mathos · 02-12-2007, 03:25 AM

Existing government officials of the old regime in Phnom Penh considered they would be required by the Khmers Rouges, so much so they declined to leave. After all, these were fellow Cambodians, not a real enemy, patriots first, our friends not really communists!

Lon Non government intelligence one of the best informed men in the country considered it appropriate to stay on. The Prime Minister Long Boret declined to leave likewise his predecessor Hung Thun Hak who had known Pol Pot in his student days, when he was called Saloth Sar, they had no idea of what was to come. A carnival attitude was held by the Capital, then the main force arrived:-

These soldiers were covered in filthy grime, all wearing black pyjama uniforms with coloured headbands or peaked caps of the Mao type.
These were from the dirt poor villages, illiterate, destitute peasants, never educated, unaware of mechanical devices of any kind, they had never seen money, up to becoming part of Pol Pot’s army they had never seen a bicycle, let alone a car. The Khmers Rouges had built their strongholds around and from these people, they were to become ‘The Primal Gene-Pool' from which the revolution would be formed. The poorest of the poor the town dwellers would see how primitive this conquering force was. They thought toilets were city peoples wells and drank from them, they could not understand eating or drinking from a bottle or a can. They drank cans of oil, ate toothpaste. Many were no more than twelve or thirteen years of age, only a little taller than the AK47’s they toted. They took cars and motorcycles, having no idea how to drive them, they crashed into buildings, walls, trees, and then looked for another.

They cut of the tyres to make sandals from the rubber treads. They had a fascination for biro’s with click tops, they had four or five wristwatches on each arm, although they had no idea how to tell the time. They smashed up televisions, and furnishings. They had been conditioned by the elite of Pol Pot to hate the city dwellers, they held their bourgeois life style in contempt.

Women and children were raped, abused in countless fashions and manners, murdered, men too.

They had a learned hatred for anything occidental, especially American. In Battambang they tore apart two T28 bombers with their bare hands.

A Phnom Penh Doctor would later write:- “There was something excessive about their anger, something has happened to these people during their years in the jungle. They have been transformed”

The next phase began:-

Soldiers (if you could refer to them as soldiers) went from house to house telling the city dwellers they had to leave for a few days, on the pretext that the American bombers were coming to bomb Phnom Penh. Obviously being told to evacuate, thinking they would be returning after the 'air raid' meant they would not be too serious about the removal of too many possessions from their homes. Considering a population of two and a half million in Phnom Penh some one million, nine hundred thousand were from the poor slum areas their possessions were virtually zilch. The authentic city dwellers numbering some six hundred thousand did not wish to leave behind everything they had or possessed, we all hold certain things very dear to us.

It was a bloody mess, troops from four different zones of The Khmers Rouges met up in Phnom Penh all giving contradictory orders and receiving them. Buildings and homes were being re-looted, the rapes escalated with the newly arriving 'soldiers', more abuse, more rape, more murder, pillaging, you name it, they did it, it all happened.

The large doors of The Russian Embassy were blown away with a B-40 rocket. Diplomats were driven out at gunpoint,. People were fleeing in sheer terror at what they witnessed and heard of, within minutes a seething mass of refugees urged on by bullets from these child soldiers firing in all directions were heading out of the Capital.

April is the hottest month in Cambodia, and it is hot, I know this personally.

One of the refugees would later write;--

Sick people were left dying by their own families at the roadside. Others simply killed by soldiers because they could not walk any further. Children who had lost their parents cried and screamed out in sheer terror and fear, parents who had lost their children in this mad lunatic of an exodus were crying and pleading for help, for sanity, for anything! Women were giving birth on the roads, in the field's, besides the dead.

Patients were evicted from hospitals. Thousands of sick and wounded were abandoned in the city. The strong pulled or dragged themselves along, families pushed relations in wheeled beds, plasma and IV bottles besides them. One cripple with neither hands or feet was slithering along the road like a severed worm. One man, his foot dangling at the end of a leg, attached by nothing but skin, hopped along the road.

When Phnom Penh fell there were 20,000 patients evicted from hospitals.

I spent a few days in The Himawari, Phnom Penh earlier this year. We had quite a (no a bloody nice )suite there for four nights. I had been doing some writing and getting some inofrmation first hand, from an odd survivor of this little lot, and their descendants. It's hard to believe what went on there. I walked through the town with two people who could speak reasonable English and had witnessed a lot of this. They do not like to talk about it, and I can understand that.

They had no chance at all.

I'll finish this off later.

02-12-2007, 03:25 AM	#2 (permalink)
Mathos Elite Member Last Online: Today 05:52 AM Join Date: Oct 2007 Location: Wherever I put my head down between UK and BKK Posts: 1,691	Existing government officials of the old regime in Phnom Penh considered they would be required by the Khmers Rouges, so much so they declined to leave. After all, these were fellow Cambodians, not a real enemy, patriots first, our friends not really communists! Lon Non government intelligence one of the best informed men in the country considered it appropriate to stay on. The Prime Minister Long Boret declined to leave likewise his predecessor Hung Thun Hak who had known Pol Pot in his student days, when he was called Saloth Sar, they had no idea of what was to come. A carnival attitude was held by the Capital, then the main force arrived:- These soldiers were covered in filthy grime, all wearing black pyjama uniforms with coloured headbands or peaked caps of the Mao type. These were from the dirt poor villages, illiterate, destitute peasants, never educated, unaware of mechanical devices of any kind, they had never seen money, up to becoming part of Pol Pot’s army they had never seen a bicycle, let alone a car. The Khmers Rouges had built their strongholds around and from these people, they were to become ‘The Primal Gene-Pool' from which the revolution would be formed. The poorest of the poor the town dwellers would see how primitive this conquering force was. They thought toilets were city peoples wells and drank from them, they could not understand eating or drinking from a bottle or a can. They drank cans of oil, ate toothpaste. Many were no more than twelve or thirteen years of age, only a little taller than the AK47’s they toted. They took cars and motorcycles, having no idea how to drive them, they crashed into buildings, walls, trees, and then looked for another. They cut of the tyres to make sandals from the rubber treads. They had a fascination for biro’s with click tops, they had four or five wristwatches on each arm, although they had no idea how to tell the time. They smashed up televisions, and furnishings. They had been conditioned by the elite of Pol Pot to hate the city dwellers, they held their bourgeois life style in contempt. Women and children were raped, abused in countless fashions and manners, murdered, men too. They had a learned hatred for anything occidental, especially American. In Battambang they tore apart two T28 bombers with their bare hands. A Phnom Penh Doctor would later write:- “There was something excessive about their anger, something has happened to these people during their years in the jungle. They have been transformed” The next phase began:- Soldiers (if you could refer to them as soldiers) went from house to house telling the city dwellers they had to leave for a few days, on the pretext that the American bombers were coming to bomb Phnom Penh. Obviously being told to evacuate, thinking they would be returning after the 'air raid' meant they would not be too serious about the removal of too many possessions from their homes. Considering a population of two and a half million in Phnom Penh some one million, nine hundred thousand were from the poor slum areas their possessions were virtually zilch. The authentic city dwellers numbering some six hundred thousand did not wish to leave behind everything they had or possessed, we all hold certain things very dear to us. It was a bloody mess, troops from four different zones of The Khmers Rouges met up in Phnom Penh all giving contradictory orders and receiving them. Buildings and homes were being re-looted, the rapes escalated with the newly arriving 'soldiers', more abuse, more rape, more murder, pillaging, you name it, they did it, it all happened. The large doors of The Russian Embassy were blown away with a B-40 rocket. Diplomats were driven out at gunpoint,. People were fleeing in sheer terror at what they witnessed and heard of, within minutes a seething mass of refugees urged on by bullets from these child soldiers firing in all directions were heading out of the Capital. April is the hottest month in Cambodia, and it is hot, I know this personally. One of the refugees would later write;-- Sick people were left dying by their own families at the roadside. Others simply killed by soldiers because they could not walk any further. Children who had lost their parents cried and screamed out in sheer terror and fear, parents who had lost their children in this mad lunatic of an exodus were crying and pleading for help, for sanity, for anything! Women were giving birth on the roads, in the field's, besides the dead. Patients were evicted from hospitals. Thousands of sick and wounded were abandoned in the city. The strong pulled or dragged themselves along, families pushed relations in wheeled beds, plasma and IV bottles besides them. One cripple with neither hands or feet was slithering along the road like a severed worm. One man, his foot dangling at the end of a leg, attached by nothing but skin, hopped along the road. When Phnom Penh fell there were 20,000 patients evicted from hospitals. I spent a few days in The Himawari, Phnom Penh earlier this year. We had quite a (no a bloody nice )suite there for four nights. I had been doing some writing and getting some inofrmation first hand, from an odd survivor of this little lot, and their descendants. It's hard to believe what went on there. I walked through the town with two people who could speak reasonable English and had witnessed a lot of this. They do not like to talk about it, and I can understand that. They had no chance at all. I'll finish this off later. __________________ All the women take their blouses off And the men all dance on the polka dots It's closing time !