There is no in or out in North Korea. “Lost” would be a better word to describe the people under the crushing ruler, Kim Jong-il.

Interestingly, the DPRK (Democratic People’s Republic of Korea) isn’t interested in what the rest of the world thinks. Kim Jong-il doesn’t care about the people of his country. With his rounded belly (which is atypical of the starved children, women and men of DPRK), people are given little opportunity to make sufficient money to buy what little food rations are available. Naturally his people are allowed no fruits nor meat – they are given vegetables and rice.

Computers, cell phone, internet access, cable, etc. are Kapu (Hawaiian for the Jong-il word: forbidden!). With just three TV channels there is little entertainment. Cameras are not allowed and certainly digital cameras – which would make the process of smuggling images outside the country super easy. City streets are bare at night and the lights are turned off at 9PM. The people under Kim Jong-il’s Gucci-laced shoes are soulless and crushed.

The day will come very soon when the leader (real or imposter) is deposed and hopefully the “sun” coming behind him will give the people something they deserve: a free look at the outside world. In all of the turmoil, I pity China the most – because when DPRK eventually opens its borders China will be the first place to land.

When I see an image of Kjil, I see darkness. Nothing but darkness.