Active participant in the Maidan, the Ukrainian nationalist Ivan Buyan, visiting Moscow as part of a psychological training, dramatically changed their attitude to Russia and shared his impressions on the page of VKONTAKTE.
Training in Moscow. Food in Moscow.
Those who know me, you don’t need to tell you about my civil, political and Patriotic positions, about what I was doing on the Maidan, which was writing songs and shot music videos which were giving interviews and so on.
I was sure that I was right on the border will drop out of the car and lucky to FSB. I was sure that even if I pass the border, or someone will call the FSB on the training, or just severely beaten.
Border. Passed.
Arrived in Moscow at metro station Troparevo (similar to metro Svyatoshyn): clean, tidy, and neat. Went into the car: clean. Ask for directions: civilized, polite answer. Tense…
The first 3 minutes of the training: in the hall of 50 people from different cities of Russia, 80% of men. The second order like to introduce myself: “I am Ivan the brawler from Kiev, nationalist, Milanovic, patriot of Ukraine…” In mind. Now will p****TS. Nothing of the sort! People are watching with interest, ask questions. Several pairs of eyes staring angrily out of fifty. I was wondering when they “quick start” to rip me. And they don’t start. Think: “we are in the break.” Approached, talked… Busy as vysokovaty, the pocket held a sharpened screwdriver in his hand. Quietly talked, went. Weird.
Training continues, I aggressively fight for the lead all the time everywhere first, climb on stage, grab the initiative, organize people and processes, expressing ideas… AND I don’T FEEL ANY “SPECIAL” RELATIONSHIP! I’m just part of the team. And I was treated exactly the same as the same participants of the Russians. Go, scan it, looking in the eyes hints at enmity. They are so small, almost zero. All through the day. The end of the first day: “You have a place to stay? You need a ride? Are you hungry?”…
What?.. Where are those evil Russians with pitchforks that would tear my stomach and throw the dead pigs?
Going home in the subway, suitable selectively to people: “Hello, I’m from Kiev, but as You have here belong to the Ukrainians?” Over twenty approaches and no negativity. “The brotherly people, it is a pity that this happens”, “Love the Ukrainians”, “do Not love those who do not like us”, “Sorry”, “Yes normally I am, why?”… I chose people “harder”…
During the second and third day, I was discussing questions of war and so on. All constructively, reasonably, without unnecessary emotions. Where are those creatures that tear throats in the Studio, Kiselyov and in the news on NTV? They even exist? The vast majority of people trying to give me to understand, words, actions, affection, thereby saying “We treat you well.”
On the third day of play Okean Elzy “Hold me”. The Center Of Moscow…
Fourth day: vote for the three “most deserving”, which is very “specific” and one just so the voice doesn’t give.
9 votes — Russian Bogatyr two meters tall with a voice like a steamer, a swag leader!
8 votes (in the center of Moscow!!!).
7 votes — hero smaller in stature but super-charismatic, energetic, intelligent.
I wanted to sink into the ground… I told them death wish, and they vote for me, saying good words in my address…
More often I find myself thinking that probably something I beguiled…
A screwdriver out of his pocket laid out on the second day. Somehow feel ashamed to look people in the eye. I wanted them dead, evil, hated them with all my heart. In Kiev cut machine with Russian numbers, and arranged a “clarification of the personality,” was rude…
How ashamed and stupid.
On the fourth day of the training, I say goodbye to people, to each of whom I would trust with something of great value. This is a wonderful, good, kind people with warm open hearts. And none of those fifty people do not feel the hatred of the Ukrainians that I felt, leaving in Moscow…
I have a question: why I’m so smart, without speaking any Russian, came to the conclusion and believed in him that they all hate us?
I saw a beautiful clean city with great roads, in which the police behave politely pointed out, people are kind, and the air is very similar to ours.
In 6 days I saw nothing that even hinted to me of hatred of Russians to Ukrainians. On the contrary: I saw a desire to TALK and NEGOTIATE.
My conclusion: this conflict is not between Nations. Between people there is no conflict. It’s very insidious and cynical political game, in which killed a lot of people, and two people lost friendship.
But common people also carry out their contribution. People like me, who are ready to drop an atomic bomb on Moscow, without even talking with its inhabitants. It is because of such mindless cretins limited wars.
I’m sorry, ashamed…
I had 50 brothers and sisters in Russia.
Hug You!
(original spelling retained, to ensure the authenticity of the text here)
