I often call people on it when they make light of the DPRK, but yeah, try to imagine what it must be like growing up in a place where anyone who wants you to disappear can just say you told them you hated the glorious leader, where people work like slaves and starve while the food they've grown is taken from them. A place where getting caught with a contraband K-pop song can mean death. Pity and empathy are all you can really feel for people who know what "Sak vid pa kanpe" means IRL.