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5.19那天，我在法庭做完结陈词回到监狱，看到新闻报导说，韩国星巴克因为以46年前的屠杀作宣传噱头，惹起公愤，集团会长急忙道歉，连行政总裁也被免职。然而，在平行时空的我城，不仅烛光有罪，更年年有人公然在屠城的忌日、悼念的场所，办市集、装喜庆、不羞不惭，没有后果，还能得到政府的大额资助。
这就是文明与野蛮的分别吧！
一个失去了言论自由的社会，从来不只是失去了几篇文章、几场活动，而是往往会连灵瑰也丢失，因为伦理生于人心，死于权力；生于选择，死于唯一；生于质疑，死于服从。
权力使人腐化是句老掉牙的话，所以当权力意志渗透一切，成为人们行事决策的最高准则，社会的堕落也就无可避免。但反过来说，要反抗权力的渗透，甚至想将权力关回笼子里的话，就得从守住做人的底线开始，一步一步地，从权力手中夺回人性。
打这场官司，就是这么一个尝试，是在要求自己不说不相信的话，不作不该做的事，而不去计较什么成败得失。
难吗？但这都不过是普通的人性呀——有谁天生喜欢说违心话，做违心事呢？做最真实的自己，本该是最自然、最容易的事。
我没什么大志，想象中的乌托邦，其实也不过是这么一个人人都能活得舒畅自在，生活真实一点、容易一点的地方。但过份集中的权力，从来就是最扭曲人性的哈哈镜。所以，制衡权力结束专政，无可退让，无从回避。
守护六四的记忆，其实也就是在守护同一条 人性的底线。当我们能按照自己良心所向，多走一步，权力的领地便也就少了一分。
在六四这一天，请继续：
去记念、去记录、去分担、去同行、去做那个更好的、也更自然的自己吧。
在六四这件大是大非的事情上，能站稳脚跟，我们就能锻练出抵御权力腐蚀的抗体，而这种能力，方是打破专政轮回，终结权力崇拜最可靠的依仗。
今年六四屠城37周年
我继续在狱中进行37小时绝食。
请不要忘记：
在权力与独裁的光环背后，隐藏着 普通人的血 与 破碎的梦。遗忘正是民主走向衰亡、走向终告的根源。
支记的故事我哋已经讲完。
希望大家能接力讲落去～
在记忆与改写记忆的抗争……
我们的故事～未～完～！
The 37th Anniversary of the June 4th Massacre:Our Story still holds unwritten pages
On 19 May, after delivering my closing submission in court, I returned to prison to find news reports stating that Starbucks Korea had sparked public outrage by using a massacre from 46 years ago as a marketing gimmick. The group’s chairman hastily apologised, and the CEO was even dismissed. Yet, in my city – as if in a parallel universe – not only are candlelit vigils deemed criminal, but year after year, people openly hold markets and put on festive displays on the anniversary of the massacre at the very sites of remembrance, without a shred of shame or remorse. These organisers face no consequences; instead, they even receive substantial government funding.
Here, conceivably, lies the line between civilisation and barbarism
A society that loses its freedom of speech never just loses a few articles or events — it loses its very soul. Morality is born of the human heart and dies at the hands of power; it is born of choice and dies in the face of uniformity; it is born of inquiry and dies in the face of blind obedience.
‘Power corrupts’ is a hackneyed phrase, but when the will to power permeates everything, and becomes the supreme criterion for human actions and decisions — the decline of society becomes inevitable. Conversely, resisting the encroachment of power, or even attempting to put it back in its cage, requires a steadfast return to fundamental human values, reclaiming our humanity from its clutches step by step.
This legal battle is one such attempt: it is a demand that I do not speak words I do not believe, do not do things I ought not to do, and do not dwell on success or failure.
Is it difficult? Yet, this is nothing more than basic human nature. Who is born with an inherent desire to speak insincerely or act against their own conscience? Being one’s truest self ought to be the easiest, most natural thing in the world.
I harbour no grand ambitions. The utopia I envision is simply a place where everyone can live comfortably and freely, where life is a little more authentic and a little easier. Yet, like a funhouse mirror, the excessive concentration of power has always warped human nature. Checking that power and ending dictatorship is therefore non-negotiable; there is no room for retreat or evasion.
To preserve the memory of June 4th is to safeguard that very same baseline of human decency. When we take that extra step in accordance with our conscience, the reach of authoritarian power shrinks by that very measure.
June 4th is a matter of principle. By standing firm on it, we can build the resilience much needed to resist the corrosive effects of power. This resilience is our most reliable safeguard against the perpetuation of dictatorship and the cult of power.
This year marks the 37th anniversary of the June 4th massacre, and I will continue to hunger strike for 37 hours while imprisoned.
Please do not forget:
Behind the glitter of power and dictatorship lies the blood and broken dreams of ordinary people.For in amnesia lies the demise of democracy. They can lock us up, they can’t do on our souls.
Now that the story of the Hong Kong Alliance is told, let’s take up the baton and lead the way forward.
In the struggle between memory and the rewriting of it… our story is far from over!