Fifty years ago today, news came that Mao had died.
Like hundreds of millions of Chinese, I remember exactly where I was when I heard it. Like everyone around me, I was terrified of a future without Mao, our “living god.” I could not imagine a world without him.
I spent my entire childhood and adolescence under Mao. Yet, I did not begin to grasp the full extent of his crimes against the Chinese people until I left China and gained access to uncensored information.
Yes, you can live through a regime’s horrors without fully understanding its atrocities when subjected to relentless propaganda and indoctrination.
History is not taught—not in China, and sadly not in America either.
Fifty years after his death, Mao has gained new admirers, especially among the young. Chinese youth grow up knowing little of the Great Famine, the Cultural Revolution, or the tens of millions who died under his rule. To many, he remains a national hero.
In America, radical progressives like Hasan Piker—with millions of followers—openly celebrate Mao as one of history’s greatest leaders.
We must teach history, the real history. History repeats itself when we refuse to learn from it.