List'. The Nanking is a documentary about the three years of Japanese occupations of China. I saw the horror of Japanese soldiers killing men, women, children, and babies, looting even the poor and senseless raping of women. It is a great unleashed of degeneracy. Why do people do such atrocities? The first month of occupation itself, they killed all the Chinese unarmed soldiers. A singel day Japanese killed 30,000 Chinese soldiers unarmed (POW) and some suspected as soldiers in civilian clothes. They tied their hands back, and shot them near a river with heavy machine guns, some Japanese men kill by just for bayonet practice. Some of the officers tested their swords by beheading hundreds—two officers competes each other to kill the first hundred by their official sword. The bayonets fixed on guns were stained with fresh blood all times. Every day soldiers come and take girls at their will, some of the girls return raped brutally and some may not.End of the occupation they estimated 20,000 or more so women were raped and 250,000 people killed. I am glad that the war in Sri Lanka is over—no war is justifiable.
I bitterly, disgustingly hate war— I hate it!
No good come out of it; just only expose the crude depravity of a sinful man. I have seen much of the brutality by my own eyes, the ruthless massacres of youth in 1989-1990. Bodies floating on rivers, dead bodies with hand tied behind and decapitated, tortured or half burned cremations of killed in public places, smoking body parts, dried blood on the cloths of the killed. I have seen it all. I'v heard of walking, living bombs exploding themselves among the innocent civilians. Ruthless killings, hacking to death a whole village by LTTE carders—not to mentioned the killing and raping of our own military.
I remember once, I was travelling to the north via train for ministry; It was in 1993. A soldier going to his duties in the same train confess to me, seeing several times, killing 300-500 youths round up by the Sri Lankan army. They were asked to dig a long trench and kill them by hitting back to their heads—then buried half alive. Few years latter human-rights organizations found those mass-graves of hundreds killed, mostly innocent civilians. He told me terrifying stories of his friends kidnapping beautiful girls, and gang-raped, then killed on the morning. He on one night released a girl of 16, who so charming and looks like his sister, brought by his friends to rape. At the next day girl's father took him inside the shop and gave him handful of gold as gratitude. He said, he refused (ironically, soldiers carrying gold could be convicted for theft), and urged the father to send the girl away for safety; "I have never seen that girl again," he told me. I shared the gospel with him—He was a wrong man for war, too compassionate! But now, I don't know whether, he still lives or not! I hate war—even the war-movies…which remind me of the past war time of Sri Lanka and the viciousness of times I disparately wanted to forget.
Where's thy glory, oh wretched war; where is thy victorious battle cry, where is thy proud children of heroism—in sum, all thy bring is suffering, death, destruction and depravity.
NOTE: August 25, Channel 4 revealed a video footage of a extra-judicious killing by the Sri Lankan Army. I could not verify the story but it is very closely related to my story. This piece has sensitive graphics; be warned.
Is this evidence for Sri Lankan 'war crimes'?
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