#soviet prison

[evilhorse]

I wouldn’t sat say that too loud, Beetle.

[rhianna]

Public domain in the USA.

I cannot say how I, who knew better than anyone the value of Bolshevist promises, who had waged a life-and-death struggle with the Soviet power for so many years, could have believed in the good faith of people who always lie. I paid for my unpardonable stupidity by my sufferings in the Solovetsky prison. May my fate serve as a warning to other credulous people!

On April, 1923, I presented myself at the Tcheka offices at Batoum. I was interrogated by an examining judge remarkable for his youth — an impudent lad of seventeen. The detective service in Soviet Russia is brilliantly staffed! When he had totted up my "offences" in detail, the boy Tchekist concluded his interrogation with the jeering cry:

"Ha, we don't use kid gloves with fellows like you!"

Nor did they. When I referred to the formal phrases of the amnesty, the examining judge roared with laughter.

"Take him to the cells. They'll show him the amnesty there."

They did.

[next23-blog]

grandpa & other inmates. “postcards” from prison and siberia. 1950-70ies

[always-wandering-but-never--blog]

[vendredivoyaging]