Scenario of not an old Tatar for the revival of Friendship of Peoples

2024 Author: Seth Attwood | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-16 15:55

We publish an article by one of our subscribers who is concerned about the issues raised in the materials “Blossom, dear Uzbekistan! But only without me … "and" Scenario of the massacre of the Russians from an old Uzbek. " How weighty are the arguments given in this article, we suggest to evaluate the readers.

"Let's join hands, friends, so as not to disappear one by one …."

Old student song

With bitterness I read the articles “Blossom, dear Uzbekistan! But only without me … "and" The script of the old Uzbek … ".

In addition to these materials, the Special Correspondent "Without Russia" was watching.

Throughout this presentation, I will diligently refrain from emotional comments, although this is not easy.

All his life, and this is from 1969 to the present day, he lived in Tashkent. Together with the Uzbek people, all stages have passed - the construction of a bright future, the collapse, chaos of the first years and the current lasting stability.

For all stages I can provide a detailed report. But with this material I would like to touch upon the national issue. I cannot hide the ugly facts that took place after the collapse of the country in 1991-1993, when organized crime, religious movements, and nationalists of all stripes raised their heads in the general disorder. All together, they together led a separate republic into fragmentation on various grounds. Branch of the Fergana Valley. Special status for autonomy, Latin, etc.

It was difficult for everyone. Time of Troubles.

But: an Armenian was a crime boss in Tashkent until 1991.

There are still many Azerbaijanis and Koreans in the law enforcement agencies.

The first oligarchs were, of course, Jews. But there were also Germans. And Koreans.

That is, the international is complete.

In Tashkent, with its spirit of Kashgarka and TOEMZ, Chilanzar and Sergeli, it simply could not be otherwise.

I got my first cuffs in the old town. About 4 years old. From an Uzbek boy, although there were many of them, we only fought together.

Indeed, our "white" brothers drove me and my neighbor Sasha to a new place of residence. They surrounded the crowd in accordance with all the rules of the martial art.

There have always been clashes with the locals, but nothing like that described in the articles.

I already began to doubt, returned to the beginning, clarified the city. Yes, Tashkent. Maybe somewhere where I was not, and something similar happened. But I never left the street. The last time, about 4 months ago, our local international beat a stray Uzbek with a handful.

Beating with a crowd is not national, it is out of ignorance, out of cowardice. I don’t think that in today's Moscow only knightly duels are organized everywhere. The time is not romantic now. A rational approach in everything. To achieve an unconditional victory - to organize a threefold superiority. Otherwise, risky, you will not get what you want. And simply, in a dashing way, to wave, to feel like a rival - to the first tear, to the first blood, not to beat when lying down, one-on-one - is not fashionable. Do not wait for a stab in the back. After the scuffle, shaking off each other, go to the world - because there is no other way. You see, you can't. Those who have been boxing a little know this well. Sometimes the winner was just embarrassed. Yes, today he turned out to be stronger, but his opponent still came to him, maybe knowing that he would lose.

Remember the last time you heard or saw such a tournament on the street? Calculation and anger are today's motives that we ALL must fight against.

Yesterday I was looking for manifestations of nationalism in transport. As soon as they entered, a young guy, an Uzbek, immediately gave way. My wife thanked her and sat down. A minute later, another, not an old Russian (or German, or Tatar woman), again a young guy, and again an Uzbek, gave way. She took the bag from him and carried it, so that, in turn, it would be easier for him. In 5-6 minutes. someone touched my shoulder, turned around, saw a pretty girl, and again, imagine, an Uzbek woman who was showing me an empty chair - sit down, they say, uncle.

What are we talking about? What nationalism? I will not refute the articles, but at the moment I am traveling across the republic, climbing into completely remote places. And people there, apparently, carefully hide their national intolerance, so much so that it takes on the appearance of the most sincere mutual assistance.

In one of the towns, completely national, I happened to meet even an old representative of the "chosen" people. I drove myself on "NIVA", at night, without fear at all. Does this mean anything to you?

I myself worked in two city markets - Kuilyuk and Chor-Su. Slavic appearance ("the son of the Estonian people" - the company commander called me) did not interfere in the least. The lack of a trading vein prevented - I am not a speculator, as it turned out. But the loader and accountant turned out to be quite good. Like it or not, a few Uzbek phrases for everyday communication still remain in my head. Today, not everyone has the opportunity to learn Russian - you have to convey the minimum amount of information to a person.

Many local children wear tracksuits and T-shirts with the words "Russia", "Russia", St. George's ribbons often flicker.

What am I telling you, come and see for yourself.

Tourists from all over the world come - in droves, one by one. Last year, a homeless-looking guy of about thirty, bearded, in a shirt unbuttoned dashingly down the mountain serpentines on a bicycle. The bike is loaded to the eyeballs - tent, spare parts, tools. Turned out to be an Englishman. Apparently the last hippie. I felt great and did not think about anything “like that”.

In fact, that you Egypt and Turkey, where vacationers are often put in interesting positions. Yes, "all inclusive" for someone is the height of dreams and heaven on earth. And lovers of mountain biking, mountaineering, alpine skiing, tourism, ancient monuments and architecture - you are welcome. Infrastructure - from five stars to a simple overnight stay in the open air.

You will have a wonderful rest and at the same time clarify the national question for yourself.

Now for the "Massacre Scenario …". Let's say there are caches with weapons. It will be difficult for a person who has not shot for a long time to figure it out. Sportingly spirited enough, the last time I was on the range I kicked my shoulder - a real bruise. In addition, moral preparation is needed, some kind of training ground. If you have all this, then training camps have been organized on your territory, and migrants are substituted, who, after the change, do not need anything except by-by-by. You still have to get home, get married, help your parents.

If they are spotted somewhere on some "such" cases and reported to ours, then the final will come definitely deplorable. Somewhere, in other republics, you may hide. It's really difficult for us.

I would like to highlight the general situation with regard to crimes in Uzbekistan. No car thefts. The cars are open, I myself forgot to lock it several times for the night. Well, the "janitors" can take off for a hangover. Racket - no. In the first years after the collapse, several "authorities" were shot. Systemic extortion has stopped. There is no stable environment in which one can go unnoticed for a long time. The general atmosphere is similar to Belarus - strictly, categorically and tastefully.

It turns out that you catch them, they catch them here, and they, in spite of everything, will run to fight. For what? For money, which in this case, they will not be able to smuggle, and if they do, they will be waited for by their relatives and confiscated as if they had been obtained by criminal means? He will not be able to come, but here children, wife, relatives, and the Motherland are all the same here. You have to be very zombie to decide on this.

The most faithful of all - WE ARE ALL ABLE TO COULD. We have these "craftsmen" well pressed, and their appearance interferes with cooking from the inside. For some reason they moved out en masse. A filthy broom swept out foreign funds. There are no open grantees.

Don't fall for provocations. Genetic garbage, which is everywhere and in everyone, is not a reflection of the people's soul.

We are all once one whole, but now we are parts of a huge bright country scattered across the corners of the cold Universe. It's time to collect stones …

Rashid Factullin