REMEMBERING REPRESSION
By Stephen Wilson
Russians would rather forget the revolution
The weather was dismal. Relentlessly and remorse
-lessly raining for 3 days without end. No reprieve
was in sight and I noticed more students coughing
and teachers taking sick leave requiring me to act
as a substitute. "When will this rotten rain cease?"'
I asked myself. Halloween was imminent and the
engulfing and encircling impenetrable darkness
rendering everything vague seemed fitting . I was
asked about Halloween but my mind was more
focused on commemorating ; 'The Day of the
Victims of Repression ' held every 30th October.
On this very day I found myself rushing off
to another student through the old First World
War Memorial park within the vicinity of a church
next to the metro station of Sokol.
As I cut through the park I noticed a candle-lit
ceremony where Russians were all queuing up
to take turns in reading out the details of victims
of the repression. Each person would read out the
name, profession , age and last residence of the
victim and then say a prayer for them. It reminded
me of an Orthodox Litany for the Dead. Then it
dawned on me it actually was. I noticed one young
woman read out the details of her great
grandfather. She also read out : "Mutinv Vladimir
Ivanovich , aged 42 , Director of State Bolshoi
Theatre , shot on the 26th November 1937."
This ceremony, held in pitch darkness, sounded
more chilling than any ghosts or phantoms from
Halloween. I recall a Russian joking to me :
"Ghosts would be too scared to haunt Russia ! "
My curiosity caught the attention of a kindly
woman called Margarita who explained what was
going on. " We are hear to remember the victims
of the repression so that it does not happen again
and to teach people about how terrible this was."
I asked her : " Aren't you afraid that this can
happen again? " Margarita retorted : " No we are
not afraid of anyone and we will continue to try
and make people aware of this tragedy. A lot of
Russians are unaware of their own history so our
job is to teach and remind them". She handed me
a badge from her Orthodox Brotherhood and
insisted that I too , should join in the ceremony by
reading out the names of the victims of the
ceremony. While waiting in the queue I
encountered a young woman who informed me
her husband's great grandfather had been a victim
of the repression and : "He had great difficulty
getting access to the archives which explained his
fate." The group were handing out leaflets stating:
'Millions of our innocent citizens perished in the
years of Soviet terror. This tragedy touched every
family. We ask you to light a candle in memory of
the victims of the repressed '.
According to some sources , as many as 700,000
victims were shot over the two years 1936 -1937.
However, the years of repression can't be confined
to those years and began in 1918 . According to
one historian Lucia Lyagushkina as many as
250,000 people were arrested on charges of
espionage. The absurdity of those allegations
comes across when you examine the archives
claiming this cleaner or teacher was a Japanese
spy or a Russian English teacher was working for
the British. Lucy claims that as many as 12
million people were victims of the repression.
Although a new memorial was opened in Moscow
where President Putin made a speech condemning
the repression, the recently poisoned atmosphere
suggests a return to some form of increased
repression is no longer a remote or distant
perspective. For instance, why is Memorial been
labelled : 'A Foreign Agent '? Why have directors
of the theater been put under house arrest ? Why
are opposition leaders constantly demonized and
attacked by thugs ? Why is a historian still in prison
on trumped up charges ? If the state really felt
sorrow for the victims of repression they would
release Yuri Dmitriev who has done so much to
recover and give a proper burial to the victims of
repression. Yet he still languishes in prison a year
after his arrest ! There has been almost silence
in Russia over his case.
An indication of the rising paranoiac atmosphere
in Moscow was indicated by a neighbor who
accused me of "Being an American agent" just
for speaking over the phone in English.
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