How to divide people before gobbling them. Text in Russian and Ukrainian

My generation did not find mass repressions and purges, did not find the trials on which the angry public demanded to execute the traitors of the Motherland, did not live in an atmosphere of universal horror, did not learn to change the worldview today, to believe in the malice of yesterday's allies and the good -dummy of yesterday's fingertips, did not learn to justify fraternal wars and not It was present with the moral and military training of the wars of the world. The Soviet Union, which we found, was already quite grassy, ​​for disbelief in his system -forming sea lies, he no longer executed, allowing people to doubt themselves in the kitchen format; And to applaud when the heads of the people appointed by enemies flew, he did not demand either.

And the old -time times did not like to remember them - and now it becomes clear why.

Because survival in such conditions required, first of all, a compromise with itself, with its conscience.

Yes, I had to turn away, yes, I had to applaud, but someone had to execute others-with pleasure or without-so as not to ascend to the block. I don’t want to remember this, and certainly I don’t want to confess in this. Not even to object, but at least just to refrain, courage was required, and courage is required to then remember what one day - and more than once - you went to take a threat from yourself.

And with us, with my generation, things that seem to have never occurred again on the air; We get an amazing experience, the opportunity to understand why the grandfathers and great -grandfathers were silent and suffered, how whole nations turned into the abundance of madness, how the peoples connected to the tyrants, inciting world wars, as some people mercifully moved to the block and how others agreed to eat their heads.

Now we see with our own eyes how they divide people before gobbling them: through mockery, through outline, through the perversion of their words and their motives and their very opportunity to feel and think like people.

We know how predation is masked: pulling on the wolf of the sheep's skin, cooled from the previous sheep chopped by it.

We learn to educate in ourselves indifference to the obvious injustice that is happening before our eyes: this does not concern us, but it may not touch us if you don’t go into the rampage, but you don’t make all of it!

We learn not to sympathize with the victim and at the same time sympathize with the aggressor. If you empathize with the predator, then it seems to be next to him, as if at the same time, as it stuck next to the shark: it is not so scary, and the crumbs of the garbage from the toothy mouth can be glued.

We learn not to notice the rulers progressive madness and convince ourselves of their wisdom and foresight.

On a day on a teaspoon, like a Schweik, a shit of his commander mentioned by the Schweik, swallow their tenderflastic conspiracy theories, we will not get used to taste and we ourselves will not ask for supplements. After all, if they do not believe them, to whom to believe then! Isn't it better to eat feces than to go to bed, thinking that your life is in the hands of madmen. Is there really a group madness?

Yes, we already understood how to be silent, turn away, not to lean out, to keep our thoughts with us - but now we have yet to learn how to drive these thoughts from ourselves. It is necessary not to live in fear, so as not to feel like cowards and not to feel like slaves, to learn to sincerely believe in what they recently considered Falsh. And to learn to walk in construction, and applaud on the go -ahead, sincerely, desperately applaud when they hang the enemies of the people, and feel honest, goose -cream, delight from the leader’s speeches. Rejoice in wars. Greet bloodshed. To find explanations and excuses for him, to feel inspiring from the betrayal of the brothers and reprisals against them. To pretend that you do not notice, and even sincerely not to notice how the native country is following the path of fascist dictatorships, a trace along the way with a well -known destination.

We did not want to know the past, because we thought that it had passed. It seemed that we would never understand this, the herbarium of these terrible, strange feelings will remain dead, clamped between the pages of history textbooks. But the ghosts, having pumped offense, permissiveness, impunity, swell and spread paper, get out, from the dead yesterday to live today.

They require blood and get blood. The blood of those who live now and here. Our blood, hot, red, not brown and dry.

And we will have to train in chorus and walk the system, fear curious neighbors and night engines, saliva, for showing the icons and portraits of the leaders, eagerly believe in the fact that it is declared the duty of the truth of the day by nightingales, to live, without leaning out, in eternal fear not to live at all: to learn all this ...

Or learn another: to store memory and think about the future, releasing resentment and not living in one past. Do not believe lies and always demand the truth. To lean out, argue, to defend your own dignity and fight for it.

We still did not understand anything from the experience of those who lived and died, so that everything was different with us. And - therefore - we still have to learn how so much.

From the editorial office

The editors of Novaya Gazeta recognizes the war with madness. The editors of the "New" does not recognize Ukraine as an enemy, and the Ukrainian language - the language of the enemy. That is why we publish some of the important texts in the paper number on Friday in two languages ​​- Russian and Ukrainian. The text of Dmitry Glukhovsky is one of those.

Dmitro Glukhovsky

Now it is known

Yak Rzludnya people in front of Tim, yak

My Polovinnya did not find the Masovikh of the I Clear, did not find the trials, on the Yakik Gnivna vimagal Strachuvati Femino -Batkivshchini, did not live in the atmospheric of the nudity, did not get accustomed to tomorrow Monyati PIDTUSTYNISHICH INSISHIC I DOSIRI NAIRIHIKH VOROGIV according to my hands, did not get involved in Vracutovatovy Brother -Tyvichi I did not bake a mentally PID INIISKOVOKOVOKOVOKOVAKOVAKOVKI VIIN SVITOVIKH. The Radyansk Union, the Mi Yogo found, to finish the trawid, Buv, for Nevira, the Brekhnyu VIN, no longer suffering, allowed people to be able to go away - about themselves in the kitchen format; I applaudovati, if the Golovi of the Gorones were years old, not vimaging the people.

And Ti, hto -out of the hour, they did not like Zgadwati їKh - I now is clear, Chomu. To Tom Vihivannya for such minds Vimagalo Nasam -replies of Iz, the power of Smolinnyam. So, I got in, so, I got to the applause, and I drove the people who got it - Is of the surrounding chi without - not to call on the block itself. Pam'yatati did not want to, I definitely don’t want to stumble in this. Naughty doesn’t touch it, but I wanted it, it’s just that you just exaggerate, the Bula is a hut, I have a goodbye, I have a goodbye to the Trinbna, the pite of Potim Zgadati, and the rod - more than once - TI PISHOV, Shcho Vidvewed VID.

The axis of the I, the same as the direct efiri, the speech, the yaki, the yaki, was built, they are not guilty more than the nikoli; MICHOMEMOMOM DIVOVISHY DOSVID, the can of zrozumi, Chomu, that great -do, were able to do it, the yak was thrown into the Nerdni Nationals, yak people threw the tyrants, yaki licked the svіtovi, yak, some people hardly went to the block. Yak INSHI WITH ZHIKTI їMAM GOLOVI.

Now, on the power of the otchima, yak rovludny people in front of Tim, yak Zereti: through the Otranshnnya, through the okorninnya, through the twist of the same, the same motivation for them, the self -consistent of the same way, the yak people.

It is known, Yak Maskahit Hizhazza: Tights on Vovka Vovka Shkuri, Scho Bulo Blazo, Besedno, nim.

Seeing Vikhovati in the own way to obviously unfair, to be in our eyes: Adja is not to Stoster us, but we, let’s not stick out, Yakshcho is not a murmur, and all the vanim is not pushing!

Not out of the victims, I at the TSOMU SPIVCHUVATI aggressor. Yakshcho spіvchuvati Hizhakovi, then he himself, the order, the order, at once, the yak stuck about the order of the shark: not so scary, I Krikhty Smitty PIDHOPHALUVATI.

Out of not rumor of the Bozhellyi ruler, Sho progress, і renovati in the їkhniy wisdom that far -observable. The day of the Chinіy Lozhtsi, yak Zgagadani Schweik Ofizkoye Dencher - Lino his commander, Kovtati is the absurdity of the configer, docks not to smack the same supplements. Aje Yakshcho is not willed, then to someone to be a todi! Chi is not painful than ї Kal, nіzh to be spaty, thinking, your life is in the hands of God. That hiba stilet the Grupov Bozheville?

So, they were in the same face, Yak Treba Movchaty, Vidvert, do not go around, trimat his thoughts under the sobs - Ale now to be overwhelmed by the Duma vid. Mojo to get involved, not to live in fear, Choo does not feel like a boyfriend of ib skewed by slaves - Shchiroti, in those, Shche Shchel recently, they recently entered the falsehood. I, I go to the construction of Stroy, I applaudovati according to Vidmashzi, Shchiro, Viddodyatoy applause, if the Vorogiv people, I vіdchuvati, are Murashkov, the vid of the Prom of the Leader. Radіti viyns. Vitati bloodoproilite. Know Yomu explained that vitroding, vіdchuvati nas an ud zradi brothers that roser over them. Robit Vighmia, the no rummage of the noise is no longer rumor, Yak Ridna Kraina straight by fascist dictatorships, Slid at the Slid, along the road with the point of recognition.

Mi did not hot a nobility, Bo thought that they had a lot of passing. It was built, not a spruce, the struggle of the terrible struggles, the marvelous tasses of the terrible ones, so, so shed a dead, rubbish the miras of the strokes of the pidruchiki iz. Ale Primari axis, having a sneaky image, is permissible, flawkanosti, roding the papir to the papyr, the Nazovni, with a dead vchora in the alive. Vimagayut Blood I can be rejected. The blood is quiet, htoh the bag is like here. Our shelter, Garyach, Chervona, is not the drill.

I, we’ll be touched by the Khrokuvati Stroy, be afraid of the chorus, be afraid of the struggle of the Susidiv Motoriv, ​​Sliny, for the show, the portraits of the Leaders, the same, in those, shut up with the worm Istye day of the daytime Time, do not live. Metal: Useo Tsomu Behavy ...

Abo reconnected by the INSHOM: Zberegati Pam'yat Tom think about Maybutn, the deposits of the image, we are not tenacious. Not Brechni that Zapzhdi Vimagati Truth. Visuvati, shout, Vydstoyuvati VOUSHNE GIDNIST I WILL WILL NOT.

Mi Dosі Nіchogo did not face the dosvіd, hto alive, I died, our mustache billed izhm. The same, we will come in for the same time.