Stephen's Secure Blog #334
These stories about Stephen began was when he was 10 years old, and
moving to a new part of the country to attend a special school for
gifted students, in the 1950's. This was from a time before computers
would fit on a desk, and when people communicated with friends in other
countries by actual letters sent through the postal service. He wrote
225 of them to a friend. He stopped writing to his penpal, but found he
still wanted to record his life, in case he lost his memory again, and
wrote 30 entries in his first logbook. Then he wrote to an artificial
intelligence called Geenee, in the master computer in his school for
gifted students, which he started attending in 2016. Now it's after
2018, and he's continuing to save his memories in a secure blog.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
Stephen is 17 in this story, in the Fall of year 8 of his special
school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #334 "Uyghur Unrest"
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There was unrest in Xinjiang, China, the Uyghur Autonomous Region. I
asked there, to meet with the representatives of the government, and
the leaders of the unrest, who refused to come to the meeting to be
identified to the government. They agreed to meet with me in secret. I
ported there. I spoke first, saying, "I hear you are unhappy with the
horrible disgusting Chinese." That shook them up in a lot of different
ways. I said "Please tell me about it." They did. It was like what had
been happening in Tibet, but with a lot of fighting between their own
factions, which they didn't tell me. I said "Much of that happened in
Tibet, but worse." They agreed. I said "But you have other problems in
this region which you haven't told me." Silence. I said "You fight
among yourselves. Tell me about it." They didn't want to, but they did.
I said "How much of what the Chinese do that you don't like, is in
response to your internal fighting?" They looked very embarrassed. I
waited. One said "I have to admit it. We cause much of our problems
ourselves." Some others nodded.
I said "Your peoples have valid grievances against the Chinese. What
do you think should be done about that?" Most said "Freedom!" I said
"Please describe this freedom." They could only say they wanted the
Chinese to leave. I said "Then what would stop you from killing each
other? Who would rule here? Who would provide all the services you are
accustomed to having, like electricity and education? Who would guard
your borders to prevent other countries from attacking and invading,
and taking your lands away from you?" They didn't know what to say. I
said "Tibet had a government all ready to put in place. They didn't
have different parts of their society openly fighting with each other.
They didn't make all the Chinese leave, and have allowed the military
to stay. They are more independent now, but are still a part of China,
because they knew they couldn't exist as a country on their own. You,
are much less able to exist without China, than Tibet is."
They looked very disappointed, and some were angry. I said "Do any of
you here, have anything you can use to show that I am wrong?" One said
"We will fight!" I said "And die, never helping your people, but
instead causing them more misery and death. Being of a fighting spirit
is not bad in itself, but acting on that unwisely, is very bad for
all." They were restless, and not liking me. I said "Those who know me,
know I don't tell people bad things, without telling them how to fix
them." Their attitude changed dramatically. I grinned, and that relaxed
them even more. I said "Who will tell me why I said all the bad things
first?" One said "You would not come here and ask to speak with us just
to make us feel bad. I think we should have thought of that." I nodded,
and waited. One said "A solution without a problem, is not a solution.
You had to define the problems first, before there could be something
to fix them." I bowed to him in respect. The others showed him respect,
too. Another one looked startled. I motioned him not to speak, and he
nodded. The others were very curious about that.
One said "I think you did it this way because the solutions are not
easy or fast, so you needed to show us how bad the problems were, to
make the solutions more acceptable." I said "All of you are correct,
and that is the start of one part of the solution. What is it?" The one
I made silent, wanted to speak. I nodded to him. He said "We here need
to be better people!" They looked thoughtful. I said "That is a worthy
and important goal for all, but it is critically important for you who
will lead your people." He said "You did this in Tibet!" I said "Oh yes
I did!" Some laughter. One said "It must have been very difficult for
you there. Old people rule in Tibet. They don't like change." I said
"Absolutely correct! And being religious leaders made it all the more
difficult. Er, WERE leaders." Some chuckles, mixed with more
thoughtfulness. One said "You care, but you are not of us."
I said "Not of you? Don't be too sure of that. Tell me, have you seen
the unusual horse skills which were demonstrated in Mongolia?" He said
"That impossible flying off the horse shooting an arrow thing?" I said
"It wasn't impossible. We used to do that. I did it then, and in the
time of Genghis Khan, before he became great. It was in one of my past
lives." He said excitedly, "Our ancestors came from Mongolia!" I said
"Yes. The Turkic people. I hope you don't mind that we fought with
them. Well, we fought with everybody." They laughed.
I said "My earliest life was 74,000 years ago, and I remember them
perfectly. I am of everybody on this world. You know I love you. The
whole world has felt it." I glowed and gave them my love. They were in
awe. I said "Violence isn't the solution to your problems. It only
makes things worse. Here are some things which will help you to work to
help yourselves and your people. Schools. You must have your own. Your
children MUST learn your language and history, or it will be lost. You
MUST learn to live with and respect each other, or you will never be a
nation. You need to decide what of the Chinese you need, and they HAVE
given you some things you shouldn't be without. Then you need to decide
what it is you don't want from them, very carefully, because if you
lose them, you might never get them back. You need to understand your
enemy, because that will help you to defeat him, more than all the
weapons in the world can accomplish alone. When you know how they
think, better than they do, you can MANAGE their thinking, and what
they do, which they might not even recognize and resist. Choose your
battles carefully. Don't waste your strength on things which are not
sure to accomplish your goals. Be BETTER than they are, in all things
good, and the natural order of things will turn in your favor."
I said "The Chinese are wrong. What Tibet is doing, and what you CAN
be doing, will change them, but slowly, as such a change should be. I
told the President this last year. He is on our side, but he is only
one person, and don't make that public, or he won't be able to help
you." They nodded. I said "There are some new people in the government
who know and agree with this. Yes, I might have helped that happen a
little." Some chuckles. I said "I'll be talking to them about this
soon. And the government people here. Some of them might actually
remain in power." Some fierce grins. I said "I can't make promises that
things will change overnight, but there WILL be changes in time. Work
hard, and have patience, for there will be a better future that we ALL
will do our parts to make happen." They cheered.
I stood, and so did they. I said "I should get to work now. But
before I go, there is more of me I would give you. You have felt my
love, but for special friends, I give more." I held out my arms, and
they came into them one by one, for all my love. I helped them to sit
down. I said "Farewell now. I go to the government here. They may need
to change their underclothes after my visit." They laughed. I ported
away.
At the appointed time, I ported to the capital of the provence,
of them. One said "How do you know our names?" I said "After I first
gave my love to the world, I discovered that I knew the names of each
person I met. I believe it is a gift from Allah." He said "But you are
not Muslim." I said "Not now, but in past lives I was. Even so, would
you deny he exists?" He said "I would not." I said "Therefore, he does
exist for all, even for those who do not know him. How can I deny the
reality of that?" Some looked very thoughtful. One, a Han Chinese,
said, "I don't believe in that. Religions are false nothings." I said
"I see you believe in insults." He looked surprised. Some others looked
more interested. I pressed him with, "Do you believe your insults on
that subject will convince anybody to believe differently?" He was
about to say yes, but my look must have changed his mind. He sighed,
and said, "No, it won't." I said "I respect your truthfulness. So, what
is the purpose of your insults?" He looked surprised again, and said,
"Please accept my respect and apology! I did not think beyond my
mouth." I said "Your response to that is unique in my experience.
Please accept my admiration." He looked very pleased. More so when some
others nodded.
I said "You are aware of what is happening in Tibet?" They nodded. I
said "Did you expect it to stop there?" They showed some awareness. I
said "The tree that bends before the winds of change, survives." They
looked thoughtful. I said "Forced resettlement of Han has caused some
problems. It is not of your making, but it has become a problem you
will have to solve. One solution is to murder all the Uyghur. Is that
an acceptable and practical solution?" I looked at those of the Han.
They agreed that it was not. I said "Another, is to forcibly move them
to another country. Will that work?" They agreed it wouldn't. I said
"Would moving the Han back to where they came from, be a good
solution?" One said "It wouldn't, because there is no place for them to
go. How is Tibet handling this problem?" I said "Well, how would YOU do
it?" One said "You won't tell us?" I said "Xinjiang is not Buddhist
Tibet. Your problems must have your solutions." One said
"Disappointing. Very." I said "I am sad to say so, but I have to
agree." One said "The Uyghur are the problem!" I grinned.
One said "I think you disagree." I said "I do, and do not. But there
is something else. Can anybody tell me what it is?" One said "This was
Uyghur land. The Chinese came and tried to change the people." I said
"Who has the courage to be completely honest about that?" My Han
student said, "We are trying to exterminate them as a people. We are
using forced education to change them into being Han, and are filling
the provence with so many Han, they will have so little influence, they
will die out. I see now that it is wrong, but I don't know what we can
do about it now." I nodded. I said "They are aware of it now, and will
grow increasingly violent. They will not die in peace. Would you?" They
all had mixed emotions. I said "Now that Tibet has changed, and made
the world aware of it, the world will be more aware of what is
happening here. Most people see things in simple terms when they can,
and usually so for far off places. What will they think of YOU for
this?" One said "I don't like that, but what can we do?"
I said "Please think about these things. Do you enjoy making people
hate you? Do you like to kill people? Does it make you feel happy that
good people suffer? One more thing. If you treat people as you wish
them to treat you, will they be angry with you, and want to kill you?"
They were very thoughtful. I waited. One said "What do you recommend?"
I said "I recommend what I told the Uyghurs. Understand them. Learn
their culture and traditions. Work WITH them. Together you can work for
a peaceful existence. You won't change them. They won't change you.
That is good, because there is no real need to. Together, you can be
greater than you can be apart. The start of all that, is respect of
your fellow human beings." They nodded.
I said "Beijing should not be surprised about what is happening here.
Well, I told them it would." Some knowing smiles. I said "I'll be
telling them again, with more er, effort." Some grins. I said "They
should listen to me. Well, there are still more things I can do to
encourage that, that the artist in me was VERY disappointed that I
wasn't able to do before." Some interest and laughter. I said "No, I'm
not going to tell you what they are. I told the President of one, and
he was very tempted to do something bad, just to see it." They laughed.
I said "One more thing. Respect is NOT the same as separatism! Would
you like us to have friendship between us?" They did. I stood, and so
did they. I opened my arms to them, and gave each one my love. I said
"I will go see the President, and tell him about this. We might discuss
my art, too. Farewell." They had some happy smiles.
I asked for a meeting with the President, and at the appointed time,
I ported there. After polite things, I said, "There has been some
unrest in Xinjiang." He said "Yes. They want to follow Tibet." I said
"They can't, and I told them that. They are not Tibet." He looked
surprised and hopeful. He said "You really meant it, that you will be a
friend to China?" I said "As always, I mean what I say. But, you know
there will be changes. That can't be stopped." He said "Yes. What do
you recommend?" I said "First, would you like to see what I did there?"
He said "Absolutely!" I said "But only if you promise not to take
negative actions against any of the people I met with, without my
agreement. Interfering with my mediation can cause disaster." He said
"Yes. I promise." I played back the meeting with the rebels, and then
the meeting with the government officials.
He said "I have not before seen both sides of your work. I am very
impressed! How you can do that without lying, I doubt I'll ever know."
I laughed, and he laughed with me. I said "Believe me, it was much
worse doing that between the star empires, and I was a real ambassador
then." He said "Really?" I said "Absolutely. That's when I first
crushed a lot of chairs." He laughed. Then he said, "You gave your love
to both. That should help. I will do what I can from here. You prepared
the way, so this time they might actually obey my orders." I said "Yes,
I've learned my lesson." He said "Oh! Would you have done any
differently in Tibet?" I said with a big grin, "No." He laughed. He
said "I see. You needed to use that to teach us the reality of it. The
Master Teacher!" I bowed.
I said "Here is a crystal of what I showed you, and this meeting
here, to aid your memory, but keeping it from others. Well, why should
I tempt you to er, do something bad?" He laughed. I said "If anybody
else tries to read it, it will return to being an ordinary crystal." He
said "I should tell you something. We have looked at your DNA." I said
"And?" He said "That you allowed us to, shows us that you wanted us to
know the result of our investigation. We are suitably annoyed." I
laughed. He said "We could find nothing remarkable in it." I said "If I
were an elitist, it would be I who would be annoyed at that." We
grinned at each other.
He said "The museum site is prepared to your specifications. May I be
present when you construct the building?" I said "Sure." We scheduled a
date and time. We made our farewells, and I ported away, after our hug.
Rose said, "But shouldn't your modifications show in your DNA?" I
said "They do, but they are so small, and mostly a matter of degree,
that they would not notice it. I am still fully a modern human." Hawk
said, with his hand being very nice to me, "I'm sure glad of that!" We
agreed with our bodies, and our love.
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