North Korean Female Traffic Officer Bawling While Receiving Hero of the Republic Award
May 9th, Japan’s NHK television channel reported that a female traffic police officer in North Korea’s capital Pyongyang, as a result of her efforts to protect a revolutionary senior official’s safety, was awarded North Korea’s highest “Hero of the Republic” honor. Photos are of the award ceremony, where the female officer cried emotionally.
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50 years ago, we too were this pathetic.
You guys shouldn’t laugh, we’ve merely just taken two steps ahead of them. This is something my brother’s friend who emigrated to Denmark said to me. At the time, I was very angry, and verbally attacked him even more fiercely than a wuman. But now that I think about it, I was so foolish.
This is a disease/illness, that requires curing.
Crying so bitterly, as if the senior official died. I bet if I said this in North Korea, I’d be locked in jail.
That face looks as if she’s lost a husband.
Not being educated sure is scary. Take a look at how the people of developed countries receive awards and talk with leaders. Then think about how a bunch of people weep when they see Fatty Kim. This is the disparity in education.
A country where one can only survive by acting.
No worries, continue on, and after a few years, North Korea’s mental retards will go extinct… Starvation is a means of natural selection… Those who don’t use their brains deserve to die of hunger.
If Fatty Kim III really died, then the North Korean people would be laughing!
Hehe, only afraid of not being able to disgust you guys to death, this JB country.
Feels like she wouldn’t be that upset even if her own father died.
Not being moved when getting an award and the reverence of people is what would be strange, whereas in China, everything is all about money money money.
Little North Korea is alright. For them to be able to be so firm and staunch in the face of the United States making things so difficult for it and blockading it, that’s very rare and precious. This is a kind of quality/essence, unlike Little South Korea, which yells for its sugar daddy whenever something happens.
Knowing how to cry in North Korea is like knowing how to play stupid in the Heavenly Kingdom. It’s a kind of basic survival skill.