While riding around the countryside near Batambang in cambodia I came upon a quiet temple out in the middle of nowhere. Travelling past the temple I came to several fallen statues including this chap who looked like a warrior fallen in battle.
Riding past this I came to a shrine that was most disturbing. It was in memory to all the people that had suffered at the hands of the Khmer Rouge. It was quite tall and pagoda like with murals around the outside depicting what these people had gone through in this terrible time in their history. History? Plenty of people still remember what happened. I think its what is called living history. Most of these murals are most disturbing and I think they deserve their own blog page just so that us westerners can sit back and realise just how lucky we are.
The place was very quiet with no one about as I walked round taking these photos and reading the writing. Yet despite the harrowing murals the thing that really sent a shiver down my spine was the building in the center. The windows around the outside were about were about 4ft from the ground and about 8ft high and they showed stacked inside the bones of some of the victims. Rows and rows from the bottom of the window all the way to the top. Eyeless skulls staring out into a sunshine they would never experience again.
These atrocities are a well documented fact, not fiction. Over 3 million men women and children were murdered between 1970 and 1980. To give you an idea of what this means in real terms the population of Cambodia at the time was estimated at slightly over 7 million. That is nearly half the people in the entire country. In England today that would be equivalent to 24 million people or nearly 2 and a half million people being randomly killed every year for ten years.
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