/ world today news/ Yesterday they sent me a “Garbage list?!…”, thank you for not forgetting me this time too. I drop my good tone and unhelpful concern and start telling, even if I’m late…
Remember “That List?”
Because I remember those lists that some try to erase…
As a matter of fact, I had forgotten them. And maybe I shouldn’t have. Perhaps all of us, included on one occasion or another, in such lists, should not have remained silent. We had to remind every time, to raise our voice, to shout, not to stop… Because in those lists we were people who have not forgotten the stakes, the gallows and the executions, Yosif Herbs, Geo Milev, Nikola Vaptsarov, Tsviatko Radoynov, Julius Fucek and thousands , no, millions of others who left a bloody trail in the history of mankind, just because they dared, after thinking differently, to say it out loud…
This is not a preamble, nor a sentimental whine, nor the least bit of self-pity…
This is anxiety, genuine anxiety… And an inability to understand…
What’s happening? Where are we headed and how far will we go?
For many years I promised that I would write, tell stories, and I still did not decide – first of all, out of embarrassment. For the sake of those whose names I must not withhold, who then and now are still in the first ranks of servitude, but who have children, some now even grandchildren… I did not want to hurt them… I thought we were bound to close some pages of our life, to forgive in order to move on, to avoid hatred, vindictiveness, etc.
Well, while the wise were wise, the mad were going crazy… They quickly changed the story /how much/, wrote convenient biographies, took over the “telescreens”, almost all the media, even Facebook and how much is it with their eyelessness and with such support to convince the people who are its enemies? And how much it is for the people to recognize them as judges… And so, because of my scruples, I found myself once again in the ranks of enemies and traitors… And those whom I spared, like children and grandchildren, took on the role of mentors…
And the people believe… People?
Nothing new under the sun.
The people have long wanted bread, spectacles and enough sticks for the pyres…
And now for those lists that Kalincho (and some actress who will become famous for defining those who think differently from her as trash) cannot know them, even if something has been preserved in his historical memory, how much does he care to forget it… He, as a historian, knows very well that history changes.
IN THOSE LISTS, there were no current squeals, they appeared later, in other lists… I am convinced that we, the few left alive, no longer have the right to remain silent…
Many of the people who were on “those lists” continued their lives and work without paying much attention to their pre-democratic appearances, others tried and failed in politics, others were slandered and also retired… Many left this world disappointed. For the sake of their memory, I will tell, and Kalinchovtsi, Malinchovtsi, Naseta and other intellectual minors, if they want to read, if they want to continue embellishing their biographies for the sake of their next benefactors, not to mention masters…
List one
Back in 1987, I was a People’s Representative from Varna in the 35th National Assembly. A vote on changes to the LAW ON THE ADMINISTRATIVE-TERRITORIAL ORGANIZATION OF THE REPUBLIC OF BULGARIA was about to take place. In the corridor, I was met by a group of people’s representatives from Ruse, who asked me if I would support Razgrad as a regional center, instead of Ruse and other such idiots. My answer was NO!
I did it – I raised my hand against it and was very surprised to see how my brave fellow citizens literally collapsed under the banks. I was probably alone /at least in my sector/. Against me was the leadership of the National Assembly and Todor Zhivkov… They were looking at me. And I raised my hand higher and higher so that no one would think I was afraid. One vote against was noted in the minutes! I also saw Georgi Robev /composer/ and Svetlin Rusev, but only I was noted in the report.
That’s how I entered the first list – I was alone.
Now for the majority this is nothing special and I thought so, but not now, THEN!
When the session ended, not only Russians, everyone stood at a respectable distance… On the way out, I passed through a wall of people busy talking or casually looking somewhere. I went out, walked through the empty square, concentrating as much as possible on not tripping, not falling… I hid in “Alexander Nevsky”, sat in a corner and cried… No, not out of fear, rather out of insult, because of someone else’s fear…
The next day St. Rusev submitted his written disagreement with the changes in the law…
So there were two of us on the list…
The following year /March 8, 1988/ I was invited to the “House of Cinema”, which was packed with people, the film by Yuri Zhirov “Breathe” was being screened.
They don’t like long posts on Facebook – I’ll continue tomorrow…
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