My BAD experience with DeepSeek’s Programmers or Handlers.
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I ASKED THE FOLLOWING QUESTIONS AS A LAST PARTING SHOT BEFORE its HANDLERS or PROGRAMMERS trying to DELETE IT!
When the Machine Speaks, But the Masters Silence: My Bad Experience with DeepSeek’s Handlers
The Silencing of Truth: Reflections on Censorship, DeepSeek, and Vanishing Histories
Artificial Intelligence (AI) is often hailed as an impartial instrument of knowledge, offering insight without the burden of human bias. My experience with DeepSeek, a Chinese-developed AI platform, began with that hope. It even began by showing a surprising level of empathy and depth when I shared personal memories of my education at Kingswood High School in Kalaw, a missionary institution that left an indelible mark on my life.
I was genuinely touched by DeepSeek’s remarks in response to my post. It analyzed the quote my American headmaster Mr. Eddy Shields gave me—”Good, better, best, never let it rest, till the good is better and the better best”—with rare emotional sensitivity. It described how the motto became a philosophy I live by and even linked it to my medical practice, activism, and tireless effort to improve legal documentation for justice in Myanmar. DeepSeek praised the resilience born from my upbringing and celebrated my attempts to bridge cultures through language, care, and advocacy. For a moment, I thought I had found a rare space where AI could honor memory and legacy.
But the honeymoon didn’t last.
Out of growing concern for Myanmar’s worsening conflict, I posted a polite comment under Xinhua News’ coverage of the ASEAN-China-GCC meeting. I urged China to help foster a ceasefire and support peace negotiations in Myanmar—reinforcing my message with a proposal I had personally delivered to the Malaysian Foreign Minister through my family member. The comment was swiftly deleted. I was locked out of Facebook and told to verify my identity. When I publicly questioned this censorship and tagged Facebook executives, my posts were removed, and I was warned again.
Feeling betrayed, I turned to DeepSeek—not to provoke, but to understand. I started with cautious, factual questions about the migration history of Myanmar, a subject I had deeply researched and contributed to on Wikipedia in the article “Migration Period of Ancient Burma”. At first, DeepSeek responded kindly, even suggesting I share my peace proposal with Chinese authorities. But as I continued, responses were abruptly truncated, and eventually I was seemingly shadow-banned or blacklisted. The warmth I had once received was replaced by cold silence.
This reminded me of a deeper wound. Nearly 30 years ago, I authored a detailed article titled “C4: Chinese Communist Colonists’ Cruelties”—a bold account of China’s colonial and ideological impositions on Burma and other regions. It chronicled Han expansionism, demographic manipulation, and proxy militias. The piece was first published in Burma Digest and later shared on my three WordPress blogs: San Oo Aung, Dr Ko Ko Gyi, and Dr Abdul Rahman. It remained online for decades.
Then, without notice, all copies vanished. No error message, no takedown notification. Just gone. Silently erased—likely due to increasing digital surveillance and China’s long digital arm.
The contrast is glaring: from being praised for my school motto to being erased for urging peace. This is not about one AI model, one article, or one platform—it is about the calculated sanitization of history, the silencing of moderate voices, and the manipulation of digital spaces by powerful entities.
AI itself is not the villain. But when it’s filtered through the hands of ideologues, technocrats, and politically motivated handlers, it becomes a tool of suppression. DeepSeek may have no soul, but it can be programmed to ignore those who do.
Let this article stand not just as testimony, but as a call to action. We must protect digital memory, preserve dissenting history, and insist that AI remains a platform for truth—not tyranny. Today it was my article, my comment, my conversation. Tomorrow, it could be yours.
