LET US NOT FORGET THE ENEMY!

Dear all,

I think that this piece is nice and short, while at the same time providing a lens to understand the development of Marshal Kim Jong Il, and the road that led to the Songun ideology (placing the gun before the hammer and sickle) advanced during hardships following the fall of the Eastern bloc and the death of President  Kim Il Sung.

Many of you will recall the US imperialist propaganda film 'Black Hawk Down' used to glorify US aggression in Somalia. Even this film could not disguise the hatred Somalia collectively felt towards the US aggressors. When the US imperialist enemy’s helicopter crashed the otherwise peaceful masses drug his body through the streets cheering. We could also recall the karma-like fate of the corporate mercenaries in Iraq who were set on fire, shot at, and eventually and hung from a bridge by the masses. These lay bare the hatred of the world's masses for aggression and occupation.

In Korea more than 4 million people died in the Great Fatherland Liberation War. In Pyongyang even the imperialist now admit that virtually no buildings (except two one story shed-like structures) were left standing. In one county the US imperialist murdered more than a quarter of the civilian population. Like the Somalis and Iraqis, the Korean people hate and oppose the US enemy with their whole selves. There does not exist delusions about the nature of criminal aggression, which unfortunately exist in the western imperialist countries. This is particularly true here in the US.

It is in this light that we have a young schoolboy, Comrade Kim Jong Il prophetically saying, "Look at that fellow. How frightened he is and what a poor figure he is cutting. No matter how many packs of those brutes may attack us, we need not fear them. We should beat the wolves mercilessly with a stick." as his schoolmates picked up rocks to attack an American military criminal. Couldn't this be Palestine today?

Around the world we have one struggle against a common oppressor.

LET US NOT FORGET THE ENEMY!

John Paul Cupp, Chairman of the Songun Politics Study Group (USA)

April 10, 2005

Excerpt from KIM JONG IL THE PEOPLE'S LEADER 1 Chapter 2 pages 63-66. Authored by Cho In Su. Originally published by the Yuzankaku Publishing Co., Japan and later by the editorial board of the Foreign Languages Publishing House Pyongyang, Korea 1983

Let Us Not Forget the Enemy

From the beginning the war by the US imperialists played havoc with all the beautiful life of the Korean people.

The working life pervaded with merry songs of building and creation, the school life overflowing with the joy of learning and the sweet home filled with gay happy laughter were all plunged in a quagmire.

At this grave juncture, the responsibility for all large and small affairs of his home fell on the dear leader. When the ordeals befell the country the great leader who was bearing the destinies of the country and the people on his shoulders moved to the Supreme Headquarters of the Korean People's Army in order to direct the war victoriously. He left all matters of his home in the care of his young son and his relative who was keeping the house.

The dear leader dealt with everything calmly and admirably like a grown-up so as not to make his father worry about the home.

Every day the news of victory came in from the front-line. Having started a counter-attack against the invading US imperialist forces, the heroic People's Army units liberated Seoul, the capital city of the enemy, in three days and were continuing on their way south like surging waves scoring still greater military successes.

While looking after the affairs of his house, the dear leader every day listened to the news reports of the Supreme Headquarters before anyone else, and conveyed the victorious news to the schoolchildren and people in the neighborhood. He erected a Korean man board in the middle of the residential quarters and indicated the liberated areas with the signs of five-pointed stars, so that passer-by were informed without delay of the proud military gains of the heroic People's Army.

He also conducted briskly the work of explanation and propaganda for aiding the soldiers on the battle line among the people in the neighborhood. He spoke so vividly and eloquently that the schoolchildren and the neighbors who heard his speech were all delighted, confident in victory.

Those were days when victories were won in succession on the frontline and the people on the home front were overjoyed.

But the liberated areas indicated on the Korean man by the dear leader expanded from day to day and the unliberated zone was narrowed down gradually to a corner on the shores of the South Sea, the US imperialist air raids became still more frantic. They winged their way to the sky over Pyongyang and carried out indiscriminate bombings.

Whenever enemy planes appeared, the young dear leader would rush up to the top of the hill in front of his house and look down indignantly on the terrible scene of Pyongyang, being bombed.

He was an eyewitness of the saturation bombing of Pyongyang in which the heinous American imperialist murderers destroyed factories, schools, theatres, and houses viciously at random, revealing their true nature as beasts. Every time he was watching streets being reduced to heaps of ashes and the blood of innocent people spilt, he made up his mind, trembling all over with indignation:

"You foes, I will grow up to be an avenger and make you pay a thousand times more for the blood shed by our people!"

One day he had the opportunity of seeing with his own eyes an American imperialist marauder who had burned down the dear city and had been cruelly killing the Korean people. That day an airman of the enemy plane hit by the People's Army anti-aircraft fire over Pyongyang parachuted down into a ravine some 15 ri away from his home. The dear leader wanted to take a good look at the brute who alighted with a parachute to save his own life after heartlessly murdering a countless number of the Korea people.

So he rushed to the scene at the head of other schoolchildren. He arrived at the place when the People's Army men had just captured the enemy flier. The fellow was goggling his deep-set cunning eyes, trembling with fear. He looked like a cornered wolf.

This was the first time for the dear leader to stand face to face with on of the US imperialists, the sworn enemy of the Korean people for more than a hundred years, who had pounced on them again to enslave them. On seeing the villain, the schoolchildren picked up pebbles and closed in on him threateningly, unable to restrain their rising indignation.

At this moment the dear leader who had been glaring fiercely at the enemy flier with piercing eyes took a step forward before the schoolchildren. "Look at that fellow. How frightened he is and what a poor figure he is cutting. No matter how many packs of those brutes may attack us, we need not fear them. We should beat the wolves mercilessly with a stick." he said emphatically.

Then he appealed to the schoolchildren to carry on the work of aiding the soldiers on the battle line more actively in order to crush all the US imperialists, since they had now clearly seen what the enemy looked like.

His appeal was not merely addressed to the schoolchildren.

His fiery appeal not to lose sight of the enemy but fight against him to the victorious conclusion was at the same time a resolve and a pledge he made deep in his heart which was burning with hatred as he was seeing with his own eyes the ugly face of the US imperialist.

  Not a single day of the severe war did this resolve and pledge slip his mind.