
The carpenter from Petrozavodsk, Sergei Filenko, filed a complaint with the ECHR against illegal detention and a fine for participating in the promotion in support of Navalny. Filenko was delayed twice during the shares, and in the spring of 2021, the video with his participation became one of the symbols of protests: on it the Rosgvardists carry Filenko to the car carrier while he reads the “commandment” of Kipling.
Petrozavodsk. A wooden two -story building in the Proletarsky district. A tall broad -shouldered man sits in the kitchen. During the protest campaign on April 21, 2021, Sergei Filenko defiantly twisted four Rosgvardists and carried it to a car zak. And later, local courts found him guilty of participating in an inconsistent action and fined 5 thousand rubles.
"The applicant claims that the authorities of the Russian Federation violated his rights guaranteed by Articles 10 and 11 of the Convention. The violation consisted of bringing him to administrative responsibility in the form of administrative arrest for participating in a rally. At the same time, the applicant’s actions were peaceful. He read the poem by Julia Daniel" What if the maturity came ... "then the applicant intensified Read the poem of Rudyard Kipling "Commandment", but at that moment he was seized by police officers and carried him on a bus, "the complaint said. It was drawn up by lawyers of the Apology human rights organization, which defended the carpenter and other residents of Petrozavodsk in local courts on this day.

To the left of Filenko, some pieces of birch bark are folded, on the right are made of unbuttoned boards shelves in the style of Rustik Modern, on the shelves of the box, bodies, figures and boxes from the bast, photographs of the daughter and wife. The daughter loves to listen to Filenko’s stories about the first hours of her life - Sergey was present in childbirth.

April 21. Opposition politician Alexei Navalny is starving in prison. At this time, in Petrozavodsk, about a hundred or two tired city marginals at the monument to Kirov are preparing for the fact that they will soon winger. Surgical Rosgvardists also know this. A wet April snow that is traditional for Karelia is falling from the sky.
People talk about their rights, corruption, honor and conscience, urging the police to experience the torment of the latter, read poetry: classics, traditional for such events of the "Changes" of the Kino Group and the lines of the Navalnovsky Line from "Let them die" Anacondas and Neuza about Lechu, who dreamed of becoming an astronaut and wet Humanoids. All this time, Filenko is standing with the sign "Russia will be happy", which he took from someone to hold.
About twenty minutes later, the patient Karelian policeman is annoying what is happening. The detentions begin. At this time, a small and nimble journalist of the Karelian edition “Daily's province” breaks through the Rosgvardey Ring and shoots on the video how the police carry a hefty Philenko: the people around are screaming, squealing, black helmets flash, and he, either from the mind, or from fear, recites Kipling’s poems, and believe in the universe. Their sin ... "
- Approximately such gray attack aircraft took a Rumat in the story "It is difficult to be a god." They were not even out of breath when they dragged me, ”recalls Filenko.
He tells how for the first time, even before the collapse of the USSR, he went to vote with his mother how to come before everyone else until they dismantled all the pastries: "If you do not buy it there, fuck it where you then buy it." As with the future wife in the Karelian village of Paanyarvi paved the system of tourist routes, left the forest and found out that the Kursk submarine sank in his native Severomorsk.
- I, too, then stood on a hill with my head uncovered among thousands of the North Sea, when the raised Kursk was towed along Kola with a time -consumed soldered compartment. And after cases with poisoning - both abroad and inside - it is clear that the Putin regime is criminal, ”says Filenko. - The state is terribly broken. There is almost no defense against a person against the "banality of evil". Somehow you can rely on your own internal values and a living image of the world inside the head. And also for a primitive consideration: if a person is not on the side of good, then he is on the side of evil. If you do not protest against attempts by civil servants with the president’s knowledge of the President to kill forbidden poisonous substance, a radioactive isotope, a “beech” and other methods of citizens of his and foreign countries, then you yourself become a particle of this evil. The Putin regime has turned into a Lerneic hydra - this is not compared with Hitler or Stalin. I don’t understand now how to defeat this hydra. But how can you be on the side of this very Lernean hydra?
In the early 1990s, Filenko served in the Soviet Army a radio operator and operator classifying communications. Then, together with a comrade, he left the Komsomol.
- We in parallel released the New Year's company wall newspaper, which the political officer tore off after 15 minutes. After the guardhouse, a friend was sent to serve in the Georgian SSR, and me to North Ossetia. The Komsomol soon fell apart. And the union too. In the days of the GKChP, I cowardly sewed a tricolor flag - the one for which it became a shame for Putin - and hung it out the window. Then for some time I thought that in the country it would slowly improve ... but no. The state cart quietly came to a dead end, similar to the one that was during the sunset of the USSR, but the other. And broke. The state has broken, ”says Filenko.

“A private hard worker is not interested in anyone,” he says. - Recently, I saw photos of the Rodina project Danila Tkachenko. The huts are blazing in the pictures, a black square is burning, the plastic soldiers-Budennovtsy burn out in the flame: in my childhood I had the same-it was difficult to see a flaming rowing log:-the nimble of flame is dancing along the bust of the bald Lenin, the huts, the huts, the zabs are burned: the carpenter is unbearably painful to look at it; I see the homeland exactly as in these photographs. I am a carpenter, I live inside the disaster.
Sergei Filenko does, according to reviews, first -class log cabins. “The carpenter must work so that no one remembers it,” he explains. He calls himself a "working ant" and compares in a joke with Jesus: "I, like Jesus, also work as a carpenter." Filenko talks about trees with childhood naivety.
- It was summer with my grandmother in the village, and I - only a few years. The elder brother asked mysteriously and seriously: "Seryozha, you want to see that no one has ever seen!?!" I wanted to. Grandfather’s heavy Kolun, his brother ruined in two birch chock. I stared gullibly at the blocks. "Look carefully: not a single person saw this inside of the tree. We are the first! She was inside, under the bark." Life later chose a “cup” in the log, and under the blow of Tesla a narrow round core bounced off - the very first years of the life of a drill pine. I counted the annual rings of the logs, moving the tip of the knife along the end. 160 plus or minus 5 years. There were old and difficult times at the old tree. In the thickness of the xylem there were two overgrown injuries. Suddenly I thought that metaphorically I was such a log in the wall, one of the countless walls of my people. Narrow annual rings are an alternation of experience and read books ... - Sergey philosophizes.
When his friends needed a strong and low -drinking auxiliary for the construction of a log house, they took Sergey. He gradually learned to work as a chainsaw and Russian carpentry, a corrugated ax on a direct ax. He worked as a restorer of the monuments of wooden architecture, learned to read on logs "Neat handwriting of an ax."
- The carpentry craft is stupidly feeding me. Somewhere I read that “a drop of Latin decorates a person” and learned the saying, and then frowned, until Latin flew out of his memory: Caro Est Qui Securis Est-“Who is with an ax, that’s with meat,” Filenko explains.
He quotes somewhere the idea that Russia gave the world two real achievements: wooden architecture and constructivism. Filenko is convinced that "before our eyes, Russian folk wooden architecture dies," that "the twentieth century was destroyed by carriers of the carpentry craft." He compares wooden architecture, and all of Russia with the burned anthill of the Strugatsky.
-I had a metaphor about the people who, like ants in an anthill, burned the twentieth century. And now we, small surviving ants, sluggishly carry new needles and sticks on the ashes, but already autumn and we don’t go through the winter ... By the way, about Krymnash: Putin was added to the ashes of the anthill, ready to break out of the peninsula. A bunch of material grew, causing a dull instinctive joy: "Hurray! Hurray!" But the ants do not understand that this is all about to blaze in the breeze, and then we will not even live until the winter. We are a cut down forest: people, people, people-sneakers, people-ponies and people-wounds, ”says Filenko.
Filenko with pain recalls the Church of the Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary, which burned down in August 2018. He then drove from work past Kondopoga, saw ash on the shores of the Chupa-Guba of the Onega Lake, which is visible from the highway. The church was a masterpiece of northern wooden architecture, but Filenko sees the abyss of the tragedy in the very fire that destroyed the tent of 1774 of the building - here he recalls the novel “R in 1408” from Andrei Rublev Tarkovsky: the Brous Temple, the icons are burning, the Tatars are beaten by the monk played by Yuri Nikulin, who is to them by Yuri Nikulin, who is to them. echoes: "You will leave, and we will build everything again."
- The disaster is not even in an avalanche -like nature of the death of monuments of wooden architecture throughout the country: for the vast majority, this disaster simply has nothing to feel as a tragedy. The trouble that we - the people - lost the ability to massively reproduce folk wooden architecture. That is why it perishes rapidly, hopeless, irreversible. The symbol of degradation is not a house for a duck at Dmitry Medvedev’s dacha, contemptuously called the “iPhonchik” and “miserable” from the opposition. We are miserable. Not Tatars - we were born here, we are not able to preserve masterpieces, we do not know how to build a masterpiece anymore. We live like "poor relatives in someone else's hut sitting on the edge of the shop," says Filenko.
In the summer of 2021, Sergei Filenko fell from the roof, cut his head and damaged the spine. On the sick leave, he reads the “best in us” by Stephen Pinker and argues that the police are also people helpless in the “broken state to the side of evil”, and among those who carried him to the car, who interrogated, testified against him in court, there are not a single “bad” in the everyday sense of a person.
- If the Russian government in a peaceful and fabulous way radically changes the sign in the coming months, the police naturally become positive people and will do their direct business. The problem is that "you can stay at the same level of good, but no one has ever managed to stay at the same level of evil. This path leads to the mountain," wrote Chesterton. The highest power of Russia rolled up from the mountain very low. We slide, we roll and almost all of us, ”says Filenko.

Sergey Filenko knows a lot about life abroad. Immediately after the end of the biofacment of Petrozavodsk State University in the 1980s, he studied in Finland at the courses of guides in wild. The competition was about 100 people in place, three were taken: Sergey with his future wife Julia and a classmate. While studying, flying for three months in England. Now, Filenko brushes about the questions about possible emigration: this is not in his plans.
- I haven’t thought anything about abroad for a long time. This is with fear: I am afraid that I can be in prison under any political article, so in exile ...-he says.
Another talent of a man-stitch is writing. Previously, his stories won at international competitions. I went on traveling to China and Tunisia with them.
- It was necessary to do it on your own only to the airport. For the hungry, this adventure was extremely valuable. And I went to China right from the construction site, and to Tunisia - from the log house, ”says Filenko.
Favorite genre of the writer-Filenko-stories about travel. About their own travels. For example, his work "Lone Wanderer" is a book that "is not a pity to convey to another person." And about his winter, it looks like snowshoes in Karelia Filenko wrote a series of publications in the media.
-Actually, I just like to sit and dull, looking senselessly into space. If you behave in the city, especially in public space - it looks sorry and somewhat disgusting. But when I wandered with a heavy backpack in deep snow in the taiga, dug a hole under the fire, drowned and covered a snow patch with a spruce gun, pulled an awning over it, prepared firewood for the evening and morning, fired a fire, melted snow in a bowler and greedily drank water for the first time in the morning, prepared food ... and sitting under a black sky, in a black forest, in a black forest, in a black forest, in a black forest, in a black forest, in a black forest, in a black forest A spot of incorrect light from a hot pile of coals - I just sit and dull, looking senselessly into space - but now it is perceived as something romantic and courageous, in the spirit of the northern stories of Jack London, says Filenko.
About why he goes to rallies and pickets does not give a clear explanation. When asked why the historian Yuri Dmitrieva went to the defense of the pickets, shrugs.
- Not everywhere and I do not always come up ... I do not know why. He carefully read about the case of Yuri Dmitriev at the very beginning: about which all of the apartment, and how secretly someone visited Dmitriev’s empty house and hovered on the computer, and to whom it is beneficial, and how it is all in our country ... Conclusion: it is impossible not to stand up for Dmitriev to an honest person, ”says Filenko.
From the story of Sergei Filenko:
"There was a time, and lived in the town behind the polar circle of the boy's pioneer age.
And time: what time was then! Sincere, sunny, happy time! How gloriously we lived and how well we studied! And the holidays! What were the holidays then!
May Day: Feast of Spring and Labor, Day of Solidarity of Workers. All the people, in a single impulse! Scarlet banners, shafts in powerful working hands. Solidarity and enthusiasm! Well, in whom of us is there solidarity now? "
