The society, when it learns about the next fact of torture and/or brutal murders committed (ex) employees of law enforcement agencies, always reacts monotonously: “And how do they relate to this scum at home? Really, torturing/killing someone else's father or mother, this is it after that he goes home calmly and plays with her children? ”

Unfortunately, the press services of law enforcement agencies rarely (almost never) show their former colleagues caught or convicted for torture and bullying. They do not tell how they got to such a life. And sorry. Much would be a real revelation for us!

At first, it also seemed to me something unimaginable, impossible that such nonhumans are calmly adjacent to us, smile at a meeting, interested in their parents' health, play with their children, promise to help with something. At first, I even thought that perhaps this is because their relatives do not know what their sad relative is doing at work.

And then, having thought a little, I realized: no, this is not so! Everyone knows or, at least, guess. They know that their close to someone threw drugs or ammunition, he “sewed” the criminal case on someone, tortured someone, and killed someone. Parents know. The wife knows. They will know, when they grow up, children will be proud (!) By their father.

Parents always justify their children. If they were terrorists, at least the shipyard-werewolfs in uniform. It hurts from this, but they, like the victims of the Stockholm syndrome, love their children. Therefore, when they see that their son is well dressed and shod, drives a good car, enjoys authority from colleagues and others, gets a good salary, then ... they cast thoughts about torture, murders and other dirt. In addition to a sense of eternal anxiety.

Wives love or tolerate (afraid) their husbands. For them, he is a mining, a strong shoulder, protection and the reason for their relative comfort. She understands that he is a beast. But he is her beast. He is here, next to him, he snores on the next pillow. And what was said with tenderness: “Yo! I'll break your jaw now! " - From a person who really can do this and wears weapons is not only a joke, but also a reminder for the spouse.

And the one he tortured is somewhere there is far away. In a dark chamber, in mud, blood, sewage. He has at work. But this is all uncommon for her. It becomes unimportant. She does not know the victims of her husband, so the victims are abstract for her. Like a volcano on TV, like Tsunami shots in YouTube. It seems to be there, but it seems that this is not.

Abstractness disappears only when she personally knows the one who became the victim of her husband, or knows their family, children. Friends with her sister. I was friends ... knows that the victim was innocent. Then tears, tantrums, screams, crashing about simple explanations appear: “What should I do?! So it was necessary, you understand, he was to blame ... We had information! "

Over time, from time to time, the feeling that the husband, committing atrocities, is completely wrong. She believes that her husband is right, believes that torture, even the most cruel and little justified, is something that cannot be achieved without the truth. The truth that her husband and her husband’s superiors need. “You are my hero! You are mine ... executioner! " - She does not agree on the second part of the phrase. She does not ask unnecessary questions and, choosing between emotions and people, of course, chooses someone who knows who is nearby. Who they are afraid. And who she is afraid too.

Children. Pure and naive creatures. For them, the father is an ideal! The most brave! The smartest! The kindest! Therefore, growing up and starting to receive more and more information about the world around him, the child does not perceive the crimes of his father as something terrible, does not plunge what he saw and heard some critical analysis. Emotions win. The child also begins to justify the crimes of his father, and even manages to give this certain signs of nobility. (He saw a bunch of films about “good cops” who sought victory over the mafia and “bad guys” only tortures and murders, so he, a victim of cinema propaganda, is easy to do). In such families, the child seeks to follow in the footsteps of his father. To be the same “hero” as he ... and, as a rule, goes.

Compare, for interest, this is all with the well -known history of a German journalist who saw in an archival photo, like her father, a German officer, participates in the execution of Belarusian underground. She, who lost her father in that war, heroized his image. Exactly until she found out that her father is an executioner. With this moral load, she could not live and committed suicide.

I do not call for suicide. Suicide is a serious sin. I call for rethinking what is happening. Rethinking their attitude to executioners and their accomplices. What is the difference between the fascist of the Gestapo times and a security officer who has stopped the law, trying to be an innocent detained for good indicators for the disclosure of crimes at the end of the year? Nothing!

Those security forces who falsify the evidence of criminal cases throw drugs and ammunition, draw “sticks” at the expense of other people's broken fate (and so that the boss does not scold), torture or kill detainees and convicts, must be outside a decent society. They should not be handshake.

When society: neighbors, classmates and classmates, friends and sparring partners, just acquaintances-will show such a security forces that he is not a handsome man, but simply scum, then real purification of law enforcement from criminals and pathological psychopaths and sadists will occur. And then normal sane guys who are able to disclose real crimes and investigate them will return to the authorities. Based on the letter and spirit of the law, and not on their fantasies and the requirements of the authorities. ] § [

“My executioner! My hero! "