I have never forgotten the images, the sound of gunfire and the ambulances around Chulalongkorn Memorial Hospital in 2010. I had to wear a helmet every time I travelled to my office in the university not because I was riding on a motorcycle but because I was afraid of being shot by any of the live bullets floating around the area.
I wonder if people should die or be killed because of their innocence and because they were being lured by their political idols to protect their beloved democracy. Several years ago, I watched an international documentary about the massacre at Thammasart University on October 6, 1976. The film portrayed graphic images of students and people burnt alive and nailed down or hanging from the tamarind tree being beaten with a chair or stool. I discovered that one of the students whose image has become a symbol of human cruelty and hatred was Wichichai…
