8月7日全球华人的抗议达到高潮，仅美国就有13个城市爆发抗议印尼暴行的游行。也就在这一天，网络攻击也达到了一个高潮。有一个交流计算机技术的网站ChinaByte，编辑在一个BBS里发现了个帖子，贴主声称黑掉了一个印尼网站，并附有网址。编辑确认以后，向数万订阅用户的邮箱发送了这个消息，内容很简单，就是被黑网站上的口号（见截图）和简短说明这个网站已被中国黑客攻陷。 8月10日，ChinaByte更在头条位置刊登了名为”印尼排华暴行激怒中国黑客，副标题：网上怒潮连天起“的新闻。这是网络媒体对于黑暗战役的第一次公开报道，从此一石激起千层浪，把更多的人吸引了过来。和电影里那些噼里啪啦敲一会键盘就可以随便黑进美国国防部的黑客不一样，这场黑暗战役的参加者，绝大多数根本就不是黑客，他们只是一群普通人，放下手里的课本或是工作，只是出于义愤。所以大家的水平参差不齐，很多人其实只是略知道点皮毛。少数高手出手也还是有分寸的，尽量不去破坏不相干的个人网站或科研网站。当时中国已经有不少人可以编写病毒程序，也没有迹象他们曾经使用过这种破坏力惊人的手段。为了更有效地组织低技术的攻击，网上出现了各种教程，教那些初学者如何用简单的邮件炸弹，或是不停的发送Ping请求，以堵塞对方的网络。 Sun Sparc工作站，运算能力不及现在一个普通手机，当年可只有幸运的人才有机会使用如此高大上的设备
附录Vivian的证词 我叫Vivian，今年18岁。我有一个妹妹和弟弟，住在一栋被认为是安全的公寓。1998年5月14日上午9时15分，一群人闯进我们的公寓，他们喊 着：“我们要杀了华人！我们把猪吃了！”我们住在七楼，三楼的家人告诉我们，那群人已经到了二楼，他们甚至追着住户上来，我们都被吓坏了，只能在恐慌中祈 祷，将一切交给上帝。之后我们离开房间逃到顶楼，完全无法下楼逃走。 我们和一些朋友逃到15楼，赶快进入房里锁紧房门，只听到门外传来踢门的声音，以及一些妇女和女孩的尖叫声，整个房间充满着恐慌。我们了解到他们迟早会进 来，所以我们瑟缩地躲在墙角，我们听到大约10到12岁的女孩的尖叫：“妈•••妈•••妈•••好痛啊！”此时我还不知道她正在被强暴。 大约半小时后，吵杂声渐渐弱了，我们比较不害怕了，于是出去检查看看。我看到的完全无法用语言描述，好多女人倒在地上，有的还只是小孩子。“我的天啊，到 底发生了什么事？”看到眼前恐怖的景象，我们开始尖叫。我妹妹Fenny疯狂的尖叫，紧抓着父亲，我开始哭了。我和一对刚结婚的朋友走下楼，到了十楼听到 有人叫着救命，我们决定下去看看，但是我们看到的是四个男人正在强奸一个二十多岁的女子，她奋力的反抗却被紧紧的压住。我们发现我们随时会有危险，于是赶 快跑回去，但是暴民抓住了Fenny，我们想要救她，却没有办法。那群暴民大概有60个人，他们用撕裂的床罩绑住我、爸爸、妈妈、Fenny、Donny、Dodi叔叔和婶婶，把我们带到房里。Dodi叔叔问他们到底要什么，但是没有人理他。 他们看起来邪恶又野蛮，其中一个粗鲁地抓住Fenny，把她丢掉沙发上，我 马上意识到她的危险，于是大叫。但是一个暴民打了我一个耳光，我爸爸被他们用木棍打昏，我妈妈在Fenny被丢到沙发上时就昏倒了，我只能祈祷灾难不要降 临。Dodi叔叔试着用钱让他们不要施暴，但是没有用。然后有五个人强暴了Fenny，第个在强暴前都念着“Allahu Akbar”，是伊斯兰教的短句，阿拉伯话的意思是“伟大的神”。他们显得残暴而且象野兽一般没有多久，大概有九个人把我拖出去，我看到他们也把Vera 婶婶也拖出来，但是我昏了过去，一切都变成空白。 大约下午5时到6时的时候，我逐渐地恢复意识，我的头部受了伤，身上也一丝不挂，我哭了出来，并且发现我的家人还在。我爸爸抱着我妈妈和弟弟， Dodi叔叔倒在地上而婶婶抱着他痛哭。我感到虚弱而又晕过去。 第二天，我被送到医院，我的爸妈在我身边，我忍着痛问他们：“妈，Fenny 呢？”我妈妈哭了起来，一句话都说不出来，我爸爸忍住泪水，对我苦笑一下。四天之后，我的情况好了点，我的父亲一脸悲伤地告诉我，当时我昏迷了以后，有7个人强暴了我，我父亲则被乱棍殴打，那些暴民重复地强暴着我•••妈妈在一旁伤心地说：“Vivian、Fenny死了。” 我脑中一片混乱，哭了起来：“爸爸，为什么？”我父亲无法回答，他告诉我好好休息，走了出去。我不停地哭，我的人生已经完全没有任何意义了， 一个星期过去了，在我出院之后，才知道事情的整个经过。Fenny在被强暴的时候，不停地反抗，于是那些暴民不断地打她，最后 Fenny的反抗惹火了其中一个暴民，他抓起一把刀子刺进Fenny的肚子，一次又 一次地刺进刺出，最后Fenny全身是血地死了。父亲告诉我，Dodi叔叔也看着自己的太太被强暴，“天啊！为什么会发生这种事？神在哪里？她还活着吗？” 我婶婶现在和她的父母住在一起，她受到严重的惊吓，她的脸上没有血色而且拒绝进食，我和妈妈无时无刻因为这场恶梦而哭泣，我永远忘不了。 Vivian证词的英文原文，原载于悉尼先驱报 My name is Vivian and I am 18 years old. I have a little sister and brother, and we live in what is supposed to be a "secure" apartment. At 9.15am on May 14, a huge crowd had gathered outside. They screamed: "Let's butcher the Chinese! Let's eat pigs! Let's have a party!" We live on the seventh floor and we got a call from a family on the third floor, saying the crowd had reached the second floor. We were all very frightened. We prayed and then we left our room and went upstairs to the top floor, as it was impossible to go down and escape. We got to the 15th floor and were surprised because some of the crowd were coming out of the elevators. We hurried into our friends' room and locked the door tightly. We heard the crowd knock at the other rooms loudly and there were screams from women and girls. Our room was filled with fear. We realised they would come to us, so we spread throughout the room, hiding in the corners. We could hear girls of 10 or 12 years old screaming: "Mommy, mommy ...mom ... mom ... It hurts." I didn't know then that these little girls were being raped. After about half an hour, the noise diminished and we plucked up the courage to go out. The scene was indescribable. A lot of people, some of them young girls, were lying on the floor. "Oh my God, what has happened?" Seeing all of this, we cried and screamed and my little sister Fenny hugged our father hysterically. With our friends, a newly wed couple, we started going downstairs. Reaching the 10th floor, we heard a scream for help. The scream was very clear and we decided to go down. But as we turned, we saw a lot of people. I saw a woman in her twenties being raped by four men. She tried to fight back but she was held down tightly. Realising the danger, we ran as hard as we could. But the mob caught Fenny. We tried to rescue her, but couldn't do anything. There were about 60 of them. They tied us up with ripped sheets - myself, my father, my mother, Fenny, my brother Doni, Uncle Dodi and my Aunt Vera. They led us to a room. Uncle Dodi asked what they wanted, but they did not reply. They looked evil and savage. One of them grabbed Fenny roughly and dragged her to a sofa. I knew she was in great danger and I screamed but one of the mob slapped me in the face. My father, who also screamed, was hit with a piece of wood and he fainted. My mother had fainted when Fenny was dragged to the sofa. I could only pray. Uncle Dodi kept trying to stop them by offering money. His efforts were fruitless. In the end, five people raped Fenny. Before they raped her, they said: "Allahu Akbar" [an Islamic phrase in Arabic meaning "God is great"]. They were ferocious and brutal. Not long after, nine men came to the room and grabbed me and my Aunt Vera. I passed out and everything went blank. I became conscious at around 5 or 6pm. My head hurt and I realised I had no clothes on. I cried and saw my family were still there. My father was hugging my mother and Doni. I also saw Uncle Dodi lying on the floor and Aunt Vera was crying over his body. I fainted again. The next day I was in the Pluit hospital. I asked: "Mom, why Fenny? Mom?" I felt a stinging pain as I said these words. My cheeks were swollen. My mother cried again and couldn't speak, while my father, holding back his tears, managed to smile at me. After four days' treatment, my condition improved. With a sad look, my father told me what had happened. After I fainted, seven people raped me. Repeatedly. Then my father said: "Vivian, Fenny is gone." I was confused and cried out: "Why, Dad?" My father couldn't answer. He told me to rest and went out of the room. I cried over and over again, feeling my life had no meaning any more. A week ago, after I was released from the hospital, I was told. When Fenny was raped, she kept on fighting and so she was repeatedly slapped by her rapists. The last time she fought, Fenny spat at one of them. Offended, he grabbed a knife and stabbed Fenny in the stomach over and over again. She died with blood all over her body. My father told me Uncle Dodi met the same fate, watched by Aunt Vera, who was also raped. "God, why should all of this happen? Where are you, God? Are you still alive?" My Aunt Vera now stays with her parents. She is in shock. Her face is blank and she refuses to eat. Almost every hour, my mother and I cry over these happenings. I can never forget.
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上个世纪的后半叶，是亚洲工业化的时代，先是日本和亚洲四小龙的横空出世，80年代后期开始这些地区的低端制造业又开始向东南亚转移，于是又出现了亚洲四小虎：马来西亚，菲律宾，印尼和泰国。一时间整个东亚一片欣欣向荣，被称为亚洲经济奇迹。但是随着中国的崛起，东南亚的实业开始止步不前，在国际热钱的炒作下，楼市股市却依然火爆，泡沫越来越大，最终酿成了一场毁灭性的金融风暴。
97年7月2日，泰国改变货币汇率政策，正式引爆了这场金融雪崩，在索罗斯等金融大鳄的攻击下，几乎是转瞬之间，人们就从天堂堕入地狱，泰铢暴降，股市崩盘，企业破产，银行倒闭，此前10年的积累转眼荡然无存。接着危机开始向周边地区扩散，不仅菲律宾马来西亚这些东南亚国家被波及，到年底连经济强悍的韩国日本也爆发经济危机，整个东亚一片凄风苦雨。
经济危机袭来，印尼盾暴跌，上千万人口失业，于是印尼学生民众把矛头指向了腐败的苏哈托政府。这里要认真说一下苏哈托，他出生在爪哇岛一个贫穷的穆斯林家庭，二战期间参加了日本人组织的伪军，二战结束后，开始致力于印尼独立运动。65年，印尼的左翼军人进行了一次930政变，正是苏哈托和他背后的右翼军官挫败了这次政变，他也因此攫取了印尼的权力，架空了亲苏亲共的苏加诺总统。
屠杀结束后，苏哈托政府针对华人颁布了异常严厉的歧视性法律，禁止学校教授中文，禁止中国节日，必须取本地名字等。不过在经济方面，倒是放松了些，允许华人经商。这可能是因为华人重视教育且勤劳节俭，本来就比土著更有竞争力，这样华人在经济领域就渐渐混得风生水起，当然这也就是一些大家族，总共500-800万华人中，95%以上并不富裕甚至是赤贫。而且不管是亿万富豪，还是升斗小民，华人的血统就是原罪，他们在政治上都没有任何权力。
下一段有受害者照片，慎入！！！！！！！！
而最令人发指的是他们对华人女性开始了大规模的强奸。上至55岁的老妇，下至9岁的女童，往往会遭到多人轮奸，煽动者们甚至给暴徒们开出赏格，每强奸一个华人女子，可以得到20000印尼盾（约折合2.5美元），赏金可以累计。于是这些禽兽们更加疯狂地寻找猎物，被他们蹂躏过的弱女子们还会遭受进一步的摧残，比如那个年纪最小的9岁女孩，她被暴徒们割去了外阴，几天后死在了医院里，她才9岁啊！！！更有的受害者被暴徒扔进火海活活烧死。
以上两张触目惊心的照片来自印尼人权中心的网络存档，真实性应该比较高
而这些华人的母国呢？很不幸，不管是大陆政府还是台湾政府，都相当低调。相对而言，台湾因为和印尼华侨的联系更多，表现还更强硬些。中国政府直到7月28日才由外长唐家璇公开表示了强烈的关注和不安，敦促印尼政府惩处黑五月事件中的暴徒。虽然我很清楚20年前的国力与国际形势和今天不可同日而语。我也明白那些被屠杀的华人已经是印尼公民，中国政府并没有法律义务保护他们，但是……唉
Vivian的信和受害者的照片引爆了全球的华人圈，各地华人纷纷游行示威，要求印尼政府严惩凶手，北京高校学生也申请游行，后被政府劝阻，不过依然有大约200学生不顾禁令在印尼使馆前进行了很低调的示威。作为全球华人的根，不是那么容易被斩断的。有一群隐藏在黑暗中的人行动了起来。1998年中的时候，中国只有100万出头的网络用户，大概1200人里有一个人有机会上网，其中懂得网络知识的人更是凤毛麟角。正是这些人纷纷集合起来，形成的那股黑色怒潮在网络中涌动，这场黑色战役也就此拉开了帷幕。
8月10日，ChinaByte更在头条位置刊登了名为”印尼排华暴行激怒中国黑客，副标题：网上怒潮连天起“的新闻。这是网络媒体对于黑暗战役的第一次公开报道，从此一石激起千层浪，把更多的人吸引了过来。和电影里那些噼里啪啦敲一会键盘就可以随便黑进美国国防部的黑客不一样，这场黑暗战役的参加者，绝大多数根本就不是黑客，他们只是一群普通人，放下手里的课本或是工作，只是出于义愤。所以大家的水平参差不齐，很多人其实只是略知道点皮毛。少数高手出手也还是有分寸的，尽量不去破坏不相干的个人网站或科研网站。当时中国已经有不少人可以编写病毒程序，也没有迹象他们曾经使用过这种破坏力惊人的手段。为了更有效地组织低技术的攻击，网上出现了各种教程，教那些初学者如何用简单的邮件炸弹，或是不停的发送Ping请求，以堵塞对方的网络。
在美国的华人不也是弱势群体。。担心
我叫Vivian，今年18岁。我有一个妹妹和弟弟，住在一栋被认为是安全的公寓。1998年5月14日上午9时15分，一群人闯进我们的公寓，他们喊 着：“我们要杀了华人！我们把猪吃了！”我们住在七楼，三楼的家人告诉我们，那群人已经到了二楼，他们甚至追着住户上来，我们都被吓坏了，只能在恐慌中祈 祷，将一切交给上帝。之后我们离开房间逃到顶楼，完全无法下楼逃走。
我们和一些朋友逃到15楼，赶快进入房里锁紧房门，只听到门外传来踢门的声音，以及一些妇女和女孩的尖叫声，整个房间充满着恐慌。我们了解到他们迟早会进 来，所以我们瑟缩地躲在墙角，我们听到大约10到12岁的女孩的尖叫：“妈•••妈•••妈•••好痛啊！”此时我还不知道她正在被强暴。
大约半小时后，吵杂声渐渐弱了，我们比较不害怕了，于是出去检查看看。我看到的完全无法用语言描述，好多女人倒在地上，有的还只是小孩子。“我的天啊，到 底发生了什么事？”看到眼前恐怖的景象，我们开始尖叫。我妹妹Fenny疯狂的尖叫，紧抓着父亲，我开始哭了。我和一对刚结婚的朋友走下楼，到了十楼听到 有人叫着救命，我们决定下去看看，但是我们看到的是四个男人正在强奸一个二十多岁的女子，她奋力的反抗却被紧紧的压住。我们发现我们随时会有危险，于是赶 快跑回去，但是暴民抓住了Fenny，我们想要救她，却没有办法。那群暴民大概有60个人，他们用撕裂的床罩绑住我、爸爸、妈妈、Fenny、Donny、Dodi叔叔和婶婶，把我们带到房里。Dodi叔叔问他们到底要什么，但是没有人理他。
他们看起来邪恶又野蛮，其中一个粗鲁地抓住Fenny，把她丢掉沙发上，我 马上意识到她的危险，于是大叫。但是一个暴民打了我一个耳光，我爸爸被他们用木棍打昏，我妈妈在Fenny被丢到沙发上时就昏倒了，我只能祈祷灾难不要降 临。Dodi叔叔试着用钱让他们不要施暴，但是没有用。然后有五个人强暴了Fenny，第个在强暴前都念着“Allahu Akbar”，是伊斯兰教的短句，阿拉伯话的意思是“伟大的神”。他们显得残暴而且象野兽一般没有多久，大概有九个人把我拖出去，我看到他们也把Vera 婶婶也拖出来，但是我昏了过去，一切都变成空白。
大约下午5时到6时的时候，我逐渐地恢复意识，我的头部受了伤，身上也一丝不挂，我哭了出来，并且发现我的家人还在。我爸爸抱着我妈妈和弟弟， Dodi叔叔倒在地上而婶婶抱着他痛哭。我感到虚弱而又晕过去。
第二天，我被送到医院，我的爸妈在我身边，我忍着痛问他们：“妈，Fenny 呢？”我妈妈哭了起来，一句话都说不出来，我爸爸忍住泪水，对我苦笑一下。四天之后，我的情况好了点，我的父亲一脸悲伤地告诉我，当时我昏迷了以后，有7个人强暴了我，我父亲则被乱棍殴打，那些暴民重复地强暴着我•••妈妈在一旁伤心地说：“Vivian、Fenny死了。”
我脑中一片混乱，哭了起来：“爸爸，为什么？”我父亲无法回答，他告诉我好好休息，走了出去。我不停地哭，我的人生已经完全没有任何意义了， 一个星期过去了，在我出院之后，才知道事情的整个经过。Fenny在被强暴的时候，不停地反抗，于是那些暴民不断地打她，最后 Fenny的反抗惹火了其中一个暴民，他抓起一把刀子刺进Fenny的肚子，一次又 一次地刺进刺出，最后Fenny全身是血地死了。父亲告诉我，Dodi叔叔也看着自己的太太被强暴，“天啊！为什么会发生这种事？神在哪里？她还活着吗？” 我婶婶现在和她的父母住在一起，她受到严重的惊吓，她的脸上没有血色而且拒绝进食，我和妈妈无时无刻因为这场恶梦而哭泣，我永远忘不了。
Vivian证词的英文原文，原载于悉尼先驱报
My name is Vivian and I am 18 years old. I have a little sister and brother, and we live in what is supposed to be a "secure" apartment. At 9.15am on May 14, a huge crowd had gathered outside. They screamed: "Let's butcher the Chinese! Let's eat pigs! Let's have a party!"
We live on the seventh floor and we got a call from a family on the third floor, saying the crowd had reached the second floor. We were all very frightened. We prayed and then we left our room and went upstairs to the top floor, as it was impossible to go down and escape. We got to the 15th floor and were surprised because some of the crowd were coming out of the elevators. We hurried into our friends' room and locked the door tightly.
We heard the crowd knock at the other rooms loudly and there were screams from women and girls. Our room was filled with fear. We realised they would come to us, so we spread throughout the room, hiding in the corners. We could hear girls of 10 or 12 years old screaming: "Mommy, mommy ...mom ... mom ... It hurts." I didn't know then that these little girls were being raped.
After about half an hour, the noise diminished and we plucked up the courage to go out. The scene was indescribable. A lot of people, some of them young girls, were lying on the floor. "Oh my God, what has happened?" Seeing all of this, we cried and screamed and my little sister Fenny hugged our father hysterically.
With our friends, a newly wed couple, we started going downstairs. Reaching the 10th floor, we heard a scream for help. The scream was very clear and we decided to go down. But as we turned, we saw a lot of people. I saw a woman in her twenties being raped by four men. She tried to fight back but she was held down tightly.
Realising the danger, we ran as hard as we could. But the mob caught Fenny. We tried to rescue her, but couldn't do anything. There were about 60 of them.
They tied us up with ripped sheets - myself, my father, my mother, Fenny, my brother Doni, Uncle Dodi and my Aunt Vera. They led us to a room. Uncle Dodi asked what they wanted, but they did not reply. They looked evil and savage. One of them grabbed Fenny roughly and dragged her to a sofa.
I knew she was in great danger and I screamed but one of the mob slapped me
in the face. My father, who also screamed, was hit with a piece of wood and he fainted. My mother had fainted when Fenny was dragged to the sofa. I could only pray.
Uncle Dodi kept trying to stop them by offering money. His efforts were fruitless. In the end, five people raped Fenny. Before they raped her, they said: "Allahu Akbar" [an Islamic phrase in Arabic meaning "God is great"]. They were ferocious and brutal.
Not long after, nine men came to the room and grabbed me and my Aunt Vera. I passed out and everything went blank. I became conscious at around 5 or 6pm. My head hurt and I realised I had no clothes on. I cried and saw my family were still there. My father was hugging my mother and Doni. I also saw Uncle Dodi lying on the floor and Aunt Vera was crying over his body. I fainted again.
The next day I was in the Pluit hospital. I asked: "Mom, why Fenny? Mom?" I felt a stinging pain as I said these words. My cheeks were swollen.
My mother cried again and couldn't speak, while my father, holding back his tears, managed to smile at me.
After four days' treatment, my condition improved. With a sad look, my father told me what had happened. After I fainted, seven people raped me. Repeatedly. Then my father said: "Vivian, Fenny is gone." I was confused and cried out: "Why, Dad?" My father couldn't answer. He told me to rest and went out of the room. I cried over and over again, feeling my life had no meaning any more.
A week ago, after I was released from the hospital, I was told. When Fenny was raped, she kept on fighting and so she was repeatedly slapped by her rapists. The last time she fought, Fenny spat at one of them. Offended, he grabbed a knife and stabbed Fenny in the stomach over and over again. She died with blood all over her body.
My father told me Uncle Dodi met the same fate, watched by Aunt Vera, who was also raped. "God, why should all of this happen? Where are you, God? Are you still alive?" My Aunt Vera now stays with her parents. She is in shock. Her face is blank and she refuses to eat. Almost every hour, my mother and I cry over these happenings. I can never forget.
终于写出来了啊，印尼从150跌到30， 破产肯定的一堆一堆的
唯一期盼的就是有一个正确的机制可以防止这些事情大规模发生
同意
意识形态，舆论导向对弱势群体的保护和摧毁都有非常深刻的影响
華人貧困線那麼高，家家有錢，居然還沒有私人武裝，簡直是群待宰肥羊。
我家就常備三槍萬彈和所有應急藥品，經常練習，積極參加教會和華人組織，比黑網站發牢騷管用多了。
亂世中最靠譜的就是武器，槍桿子裡出政權。
更让人愤怒的是，母国居然淡化处理，除了表示“不安”和”关注“以外，没有任何实质举动保护侨民。
这样的母国，要来做什么? go to hell!
中产们， 为了维稳， 也有让出一些作为福利给底层。 当然最可恶的还是顶层。
不怕，至少我们有枪
从来不觉得我们弱
贫富差距近一步扩大在全球化和自动化的普及下不可避免
加大福利也是必须的，比方说提供basic wage, 否则最后就是政治，人口势力弱的minority 中产被鱼肉的命运
不过人心也是的确如此黑暗的
那如果这样 大家为什么还骂印尼不是东西 又是一生黑的
全世界都这样不是？
只是没有条件触发而已 对吗
我记得中科院的一个心理学老师曾经讲过一句话 他分析了朗读者里的情节 他说 情节看起来不可思议 但是 谁到了那一步都会狼心狗肺
你要是不知道历史，现在去德国，日本生活，永远也想象不出来他们七十年前可以做出那么大规模惨绝人寰的事情来
所以不是自己阶层的，最好不要去碰触
共产主义让人谈虎色变也不是没有原因的。当然你可以说本身就是禽兽的披上了共产主义的皮。
红色高棉当时是戴着眼镜的都杀，戴眼镜的被认为是知识分子
政治只是一方面，還是從小就要武器和武力教育，華人國內被閹割，國外被宰割，現在基本都沒有骨氣了。
學學新加坡、韓國、以色列，人人服兵役，有組織，不要從小就養成依賴警察的習慣。。。
这听着怎么这么耳熟呢。
人權高於主權，這個是關鍵。。。
totally agree with you!!!!
赞! 谢谢科普，辛苦了
愚民+绿教 真是个无敌恶的组合
后来土工一直勒紧裤带搞革命输出，给钱给物给资源。
直到邓小平上台，要和李光耀谈，改善国际关系。李光耀明确提出要彻底中止革命输出才停止。
之前跟着土工搞革命的华侨同胞，就被彻底牺牲掉了，结局也是很唏嘘的
我觉得不是，和国家民族的文化背景还是相关的
文革时期那么乱，红卫兵们又都是些血气方刚不明是非的小青年，虽然对待“走资派”相当无情，但也没残忍到那个地步，更没听说过大规模的强奸杀人
夹皮沟够残忍的了 公开奸杀是不能了 当年流氓罪够死刑的 当然不妨碍村里有权有势的私底下睡知情 革委会里人模狗样的仗权睡人女人妻 这里面故事也多着呢
你是单纯吓人的吧，真的耳熟，求你不要这样。。。
那样的话，中国有难的时候，不让入别国国籍的中国人给帮忙，给捐款！！！ 用人的时候是华侨，不用的时候就是外国人！！！
只是美国移民太多了，抵制力量太强大，才没能像德国那样成功地走极端
马来西亚现在还排华吗？