Extraordinary people survive under the most terrible circumstances and they become more extraordinary because of it.
The reader feels as if he is in Chongjin, where starving people ate the bark off trees; or atop Mount Taesong with the elite of Pyongyang, whose existence is a mix of sadism and whimsy; or with the masses who are bombarded day and night with the propaganda of North Korea's alternate reality.
We have an obligation to live in harmony with creation, with our capital... with God's creation. And we need to administer and work that very carefully.