Events that Went on, Unnoticed by the Rest of the World, in Russia in 1988
A quick shot, and its all over. Only pain and silence left.
-All in favor? All opposed? Abstentions? The Constitutional Amendment passes by a vote of 302 in favor and 145 against with 3 abstentions.
With that phrase the liberal Russia that was born out of the collapsing Soviet Empire died. Freedom was exchanged for power.
The "amendment" was not really an amendment but a whole new Constitution that was previous prepared in the Kremlin and given to a vote following the elections that gave the nationalists a constitutional majority. The post of the Prime Minister was abolished and instead the position of Speaker of Duma was created to preside over the sittings. The President was granted full control over the executive branch of the government with no legislative checks on it. Elections now were to happen through districts, with the majority party in each district gaining the seat - something that guaranteed the Conservatives a victory in every district except perhaps the university once. The most controversial was the creation of the Committee of Control or COMCON, but I digress, the story is not about Constitutional Changes themselves, but what they sparked.
Some of my friends and I were outraged by this. We were university students and as such were always behind the left wing of Russian politics - Putin, Khodorkovsky, Naryshnik, they were our heroes. Some of us even believed in Communism, but those were the really crazy once. Yes, most of us were liberals. And then we get this - that pig in a military uniform wins elections only because he commanded some soldiers and played some patriotic music. And the dirty trick with elections and now the new rules which will kill all liberal ideas. We were not going to let that happen. One of my friends - Constantine, was a deputy in the Duma at the time, one of the people who voted against the changes, but they were made anyways. Well, he came back to us here, in Danilov, and told us that the fight was not over yet, that we were going to win. And we believed him then.
Constantine went to one of the best known TV stations in Russia NTV. They have always been lenient towards students and independent people who wanted to make their view known. To our great surprise he was turned away nobody needed to be associated with a liberal these days. In desperation we turned to our own radio station in Danilov. Through a few friends that we had working there we managed to get some radio time. Within a few days of our broadcasting however our friend was fired and we turned away. Apparently the COMCON was not pleased with our actions. We tried flyers and newspapers but those also were quickly shut down except in our own University where support seemed to be building. Another friend of ours Sashka who was in the police force at the time also said that the people in the Danilov police, most of whom were students or at least our age, were sympathetic to our ideas. When our last attempt failed we decided that we were going to make ourselves heard, no matter what the coast.
It started at the University. We staged a protest, refused to go to classes and blocked roads. It all seemed like harmless games at the time, we just wanted some justice. I guess we were just little kids who forgot to learn that the world is never fair. Before long it got out of our control. I think Constantine knew all along what we were doing, the rest of us well, we were clueless. The order came to the local police to put down our protests. As a sign of defiance many of the police officers resigned and joined us at the University hill. We were sure that tomorrow the whole country would follow
We were just clueless kids.
We watched the TVs eagerly the next day surely there was going to be an uproar. Defiant students make a stand for Democracy or something like that. Nothing. There was not a single word about us or Danilov or the police force desertion. Everything went on as normal, something about Indonesia, a recap of the Constitutional Changes, a new governor appointed somewhere, an agreement with Germany and some local news. Not a single word. Most of us were stunned; this was not what we expected. All of a sudden the image of soldiers of liberty and democracy fighting to the last against the evils of nationalism disappeared. We were a bunch of silly kids in a University, nothing more. Constantine only smiled and told us that to be the soldiers and icons of freedom we needed to not give up and make some noise. When we asked how he just told us to wait.
The next day we woke up to sirens. When we went outside we found the University surrounded by Spetsnaz troops and sirens waling. We were ordered to surrender immediately but before we could say anything Constantine stood up, he had a Russian flag in his hand that he got from somewhere and yelled back that freedom and democracy will never surrender to the forces of fascism. It was a beautiful moment and filled all our hearts with pride for him. He told us to stay together, told us that the soldiers would not dare shoot at the civilian students and we will win this stand off when they have to leave. I think he knew from the beginning that we were all going to be martyrs.
Constantine disappeared with a few boys that day. At night we heard gunshots and sirens again and then they showed up. One of the boys that went with him was missing but they brought back guns a lot of them. They raided the weakened police station and took everything they could before Spetsnaz got there. We all got a gun, I got one of the older AK models, and some of the police guys showed us how to use them. None of us liked this but Constantine told us this was just for show, to make sure no one gets hurt because the soldiers wont storm a group of armed students. He sounded convincing.
That night I wasnt going to watch TV but one of the other guys did. He called us over and we all came. The report showed our campus, beautiful with cherry blossoms all over. The title of the report was Terrorists seize Danilov University, unknown number of students held hostage. President Lebed made a statement saying that the situation was critical but the best specialists are already on location and everything will be handled within a few hours. We couldnt believe our eyes terrorists? Us? We were not terrorists, we were soldiers of freedom and were going to lead Russia to liberty.
Some parents called their children here and asked them to surrender. Other parents decided to join us and snuck into the University hill. Havent heard from my parents, and its probably for the better. The mood here is grim even though Constantine tries to keep our spirits up. I dont know weather we should have trusted him. Maybe it would have all turned out better if we would have just surrendered, but we didnt. A helicopter was flying right over the University and Constantine ordered us to shoot at it and we did. I am not sure why, but we did. Smoke came from the helicopter and it got lower and lower until it hit and crash landed right on one of the streets of the University hill. Men poured out of it, some in military uniforms some not. We started shooting at them, and Constantine was right next to me with his Russian flag, but somehow I no longer felt like a soldier fighting for the right cause.
The helicopter incident was the last straw it seems. Fighting started everywhere Spetsnaz troops attacking the buildings. We hid in one of the main squares with a lot of police guys with us, so we were ok, but the guys who hid in one of the dorm towers were not. Spetsnaz just blew it to bits and kept on going. Constantine and his guys fought to the last in one of the streets, leaving lots of people dead. We dont even get the surrender now orders anymore. The TV report at night said that Spetsnaz freed almost one hundred hostages, maybe there were hostages, maybe there werent, I dont know anymore. Now I wish none of this would have happened.
I killed a person the next day. Constantine joined us today and we had to fight. He gave me a bottle and told me to throw it at the BTR that rolled around the corner and I did
The BTR went up in flames and a person jumped out of it, also in flames. And
I shot him. I dont feel too good. The police guys were going to the memorial, they had a fight with Constantine who wanted to stay and fight here. I decided to go with them, I dont like killing people.
The last day there were just a few of us left. Me, Sashka, and a few police guys. We saw Constantine die. He and a few other guys made a barricade at night and when the Spetsnaz came he went over the top of it with a pistol and his flag yelling For Russia! He was shot down before he even made it over the top I think he thought it was a good way to die, I think it was silly. Didnt impress anyone. Sashka did go over there after the fight though to pick up his Russian flag, Im not sure why. Well, we are here, at the WWII memorial, the everlasting fire. We promised each other that if any of us make it out of here alive we are going to tell the world what really happened here, because it is not like the TV shows, we arent terrorists
we
we are just clueless, scared kids.
I was running. Sashka died on my arms after he was shot. We were all shooting and then he fell, and I caught him. He looked at me with sad, sad eyes and said, Run, run quickly, and handed me the flag he picked up after Constantine died. I took it and stared at it for a minute. It was nothing more than a piece of cloth with three colors, now stained with blood. And yet, for some reason it made ones heart feel with pride, with nationalistic pride for his great country. I looked at Sashka again he was dead, and thats when I ran. I ran away from the bullets and shots and screams. Away from all of it.
I turned the corner and saw in front of me a soldier. He looked at me and we stared at one another for a second. He was just like me same age, same haircut, same flag only I held mine in my hands drenched in blood and his was pinned on his uniform. I opened my mouth to say something, I am not sure what, but I didnt have the time.
A quick shot, and its all over. Only pain and silence left. And the everlasting Russian flag.