Monthly Archives: 6 月 2014

The Top Shelf of Journalism Books

By JOHN WILLIAMS JUNE 6, 2014


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Leftover Women: The Resurgence of Gender Inequality in China – review

Leta Hong Fincher has written a shocking account of the way women are treated in the People’s Republic
The Guardian, Thursday 5 June 2014 02.30 EDT

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Cao Shunli:Sanctioning China, Saving Lives

The death of a Chinese activist should spur Washington to act against Beijing’s abuses.

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A Visit to Hong Kong’s June 4th Museum

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People visit the June 4th Museum in Tsim Sha Tsui, Hong Kong, on opening day, April 26, 2014. It is the world’s first museum dedicated to the massacre in Tiananmen Square in Beijing in 1989. Continue reading

China: 25 Years after Tiananmen Massacre

China: 25 Years after Tiananmen Massacre

中国:“六四”25周年

Kina: 1989 och Framtiden

– 25 år sedan det politiska vägvalet

vid Himmelska Fridens Torg

 

 

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An Oral History: Forgotten Voices of Mao’s Great Famine, 1958-1962

Nov 26, 2013
336 p., 5 1/2 x 8 1/4
1 b/w illus.
ISBN: 9780300184044
Cloth: $35.00 sc

By Zhou Xun

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Bei Ming: I am the Tank Man /Wang Weilin

八九六四輓歌第六章:我是王維林

A Dirge of June 4th, 1989, Chapter 6:

 I am the Tank Man /Wang Weilin

北明

Bei Ming

翻譯:馬悅然,賴安智

Translation:Göran Malmqvist,  Anzhi  Lai

 

1989年春夏之交,数名西方记者分别從北京飯店高层摄下了一個震撼世界的場景,多年以後,這一場景仍然震撼西方神經。那是1989年6月4日,清晨始,军队血洗木樨地后,控制了天安门广场, Continue reading

Ma Jian: Tiananmen Square 25 years on: ‘Every person in the crowd was a victim of the massacre’

In June 1989, the novelist Ma Jian was among the million freedom protesters who gathered in Tiananmen Square. The brutal response shocked the world and crushed the Democracy Movement. But, he says, its spirit and aspirations live on
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