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Pricey Milena,
I wish to begin this letter with what in legalese is often referred to as a disclaimer, that’s, a refusal of a sure kind of assertion. Particularly: I am not going to debate your character right here.
The individual Milena Fuchejieva is an entire stranger to me, and being a author myself, I’m staunchly against the considered drawing far-reaching conclusions about somebody’s character or character solely on the premise of his/her writings. I keep in mind fairly vaguely that years in the past I had learn one thing of yours someplace that touched and even moved me deeply: the story of that automobile accident that killed the love of your life, then the lengthy years of futile authorized battles that most probably— I feel so, even when I’m not utterly positive – they’ve satisfied you that there isn’t any proper or incorrect on this world; there are solely robust (that’s, highly effective and well-connected) individuals, on one facet of the “barricade” – and weak and defenseless, that’s, everybody else, on the opposite. What will likely be mentioned on this letter are solely and solely a few of your writings as I learn them on occasion in your private weblog. They themselves – and the human (and subsequently additionally political, ethical, and even aesthetic) messages which might be contained in them. That and nothing extra.
“I went out into the sq. out of rage and noticed the individuals who had been there, they had been seized with the identical rage as I used to be,” you write. And extra: “don’t succumb to a budget methods of the Russian-Turkish Bulgarian-traitors. sure, that is the phrase, Bulgarian traitors. they’re nothing extra and nothing much less. they’re used to this being their territory.” And extra: “in spite of everything, it’s a trigger for pleasure that lastly somebody aside from our Russian enslavers is fascinated with Bulgaria. for me, the Russians will all the time be like that, there’s nonetheless Russian slavery right here, and this phrase is totally descriptive of the state by which Bulgaria has been since September 9, 1944, and from which it can’t be shaken even within the final 23 years of democracy in query.’
I cease right here to catch my breath. It is laborious for me, I admit. It is laborious for me principally as a result of the trend—unadulterated, it appears—that oozes from these strains is a tough feeling to include—and counter—really feel. I personally don’t contemplate myself an apologist for both Russia or Turkey, however I like to write down their names in capital letters, in addition to to pay due respect to the hundreds of thousands of individuals in these international locations who lead a much more troublesome life than mine and your battle. Folks of coronary heart, individuals of spirit and braveness – women and men – who aren’t afraid to go bare-chested, as now we have seen just lately, towards armed policemen. I’ve deep respect – and within the case of Russia, reverence – for the cultures of those two international locations, which in sure respects have formed – and to some extent nonetheless do – the course of fairly a number of cultural and political developments, generally total eras, within the European historical past. I do not essentially blame you for not doing the identical – in spite of everything, with the intention to respect one thing, one should first comprehend it. And what you wrote speaks of something however any information of the cultures of the international locations you appoint as your individual (and subsequently ours, together with you) enslavers. I do not blame you for that both – it’s shared by too many individuals in our frequent homeland with you for there to be grounds for any frivolous ridicule. That is our nation, this appears to be the extent of a big a part of its inhabitants. The remainder, as they are saying, is historical past…
Nevertheless, what I am unable to, one thing extra – which I refuse to simply accept – is the content material and power of your message (only one amongst many others, I suppose – excuse my comparative ignorance in terms of your individual work). As a result of, Milena, for my part, that is content material and power that calls us to return far again in historical past – far earlier than there have been any “Russians”, “Turks” or “Bulgarians” on this world. Again to the cave, again to the stone age. Again to the time of binary considering, by which there isn’t any room for any “Jewish complexities”. (By the best way, am I proper in considering that for you the phrase “Jew” is definitely an offensive phrase, Milena – for what different cause, if not because of this, would it not happen to you to outline by the phrase “Jew” Sergey Stanishev – a person you clearly detest and despise to the core of your soul; and if that’s the case, why do not you select the far clearer “Judeo-Bolshevik” which is in a lot clearer sync with one – I hope you realize – a European ideology from the current previous?)
I refuse to simply accept any considering and motion based mostly on hatred, nevertheless real, and maybe comprehensible, the trend that fuels such a damaging feeling. I say this not as some summary mental, however as somebody who, such as you, fights a each day battle for his convictions. And profitable any battle – I say this with the expertise of a long-time chess participant – is above all a matter of a transparent mind and the power to evaluate unclouded by (damaging) feelings.
However that is removed from my solely cause. A battle that isn’t based mostly on morality is already misplaced, whatever the particular consequence of both battle. The blind hatred, the cries of “(b)hit them, fuck them” (disguised as phrases like “I and everybody listed below are at present residing in a actuality largely fabricated by Russo-Turkish pursuits”), are maybe acceptable for individuals referred to as by the worldwide media by the unflattering names of “Mujahideen” or “Taliban” (I have no idea such individuals personally, which is why I put the phrases in citation marks). However they aren’t solely inappropriate, they’re merely unacceptable for individuals who would need to have a political dialog in a rustic that’s making an attempt to extricate itself from a protracted legacy of simply that form of shouting, simply that form of considering (and do not inform me that this it is “their” enterprise once more, as a result of I am going to simply let you know that “they” have been gone for therefore many many years, and the legacy of savagery, of one-dimensional considering and shouting as an alternative of arguments lives on; who then carries it and maintains, if “they” are not any extra, I ought to wish to ask; or maybe “we” have turn out to be “them”; however what grounds then do you’ve gotten for shouting towards “them” and never towards “us.” “?).
I refuse to simply accept all this! I refuse to simply accept that the one option to write and act efficiently on this nation is to decrease oneself to the extent of what one sees deep down as “herd instincts”. I refuse to simply accept appeals the place arguments for cause are changed by outbursts of “nice chief” model rage. I refuse to simply accept the clichés of total nations, even when they’re much less important than Russia and Turkey, beneath formulation like “these are our everlasting enemies”. I refuse to simply accept the concept that the whole lot is allowed in Bulgaria, as a result of “the principles of the civilized world don’t apply right here anyway”. I refuse to simply accept the concept of our everlasting slavery – just because I imagine that every one “slavery” on this world is nothing a couple of’s personal, deeply intimate want for an “enslaver” – primarily in order that one can compensate for one’s personal fears , inabilities and readiness for blind obedience.
Take into consideration all this, Milena. In the event you discover sufficient need and time for one thing like that, after all.
Sincerely yours,
Zlatko Enev, Berlin
Zlatko Enev is a Bulgarian author and writer of Liberal Assessment. To date, he has printed six books in Bulgaria (the youngsters’s trilogy “The Forest of Ghosts” (2001-2005), the novels for adults “A Week in Paradise” (2004) and “Requiem for No one” (2011), in addition to the gathering of essays “The Warmth as an embodiment of the Bulgarian” (2010).
His youngsters’s books have been translated into a number of languages, together with Chinese language. She lives in Berlin along with her two youngsters.
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