omg! aliens

Shelter for sexual slavery survivors in Yeon-nam dong, Seoul. Vice Minister of Foreign Affairs, Sung-Name Lim visits former sexual slave Lee Yong-soo.

You, who are you? Who are you? What do you do? Are you the person who settled this? You’re here to report to us that you have this settled now? What are you doing? Why are you trying to kill us twice? For what? Are you going to live this life for me? (Please take a seat first.) Shouldn’t you have met with the victims first before you agreed on a settlement? Isn’t it only right that you should tell us what you’re agreeing to? Did you exclude us because we’re not educated, because I’m too old? Because you think I don’t know anything? (No, no.) What do you mean, no? The Japanese media is reporting that Shinzo Abe apologized and paid reparations. They’re reporting that in foreign media as well. What have you done? Which country’s foreign ministry are you part of? (Of course I’m from the Korean Ministry of Foreign Affairs.) What does the Korean Ministry of Foreign Affairs do? Is that a Japanese entity? Are you their collaborator? Shouldn’t you have told us first? We suffered because we had no country, our country was too weak to protect us. We suffered as part of the nation’s suffering. Why are you killing us twice? For what? Are you going to live this life for me? You should have told us first. How could you do this, when we are alive as witnesses and evidence of history? What kind of work have you done? Do you not have parents? I am a rightful citizen of Korea. I am the daughter of this country. Why are you not trying to understand us? You do not care about us at all.

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because we as a species were so lonely and we wanted friends so bad, we wanted to meet other species and we wanted to talk to them and we wanted to learn from them and to stop being the only people in the universe

and we started realizing that things were maybe not going so good for us– we got scared that we were going to blow each other up, we got scared that we were going to break our planet permanently, we got scared that in a hundred years we were all going to be dead and gone and even if there were other people out there, we’d never get to meet them

and then

we built robots?

and we gave them names and we gave them brains made out of silicon and we pretended they were people and we told them hey you wanna go exploring, and of course they did, because we had made them in our own image

and maybe in a hundred years we won’t be around any more, maybe yeah the planet will be a mess and we’ll all be dead, and if other people come from the stars we won’t be around to meet them and say hi! how are you! we’re people, too! you’re not alone any more!, maybe we’ll be gone

but we built robots, who have beat-up hulls and metal brains, and who have names; and if the other people come and say, who were these people? what were they like?

the robots can say, when they made us, they called us discovery; they called us curiosity; they called us explorer; they called us spirit. they must have thought that was important.