After Prague. Alexander Genis - On the anniversary of the invasion
I saw them with my own eyes when I traveled with my father in Transcarpathia. On a narrow, still Austro-Hungarian road, a column of tanks went to Uzhgorod. “Look carefully,” my father told me, “to never forget: this is the face of the Motherland.” Of course, then she had other persons: Aksenov, Tarkovsky, Okudzhava, Vysotsky. But in August 1968, tanks were drowned out. I forever remembered the Prague lesson, which became both cornerstone and trial stone.