Petr Pospíchal

... I reacted in a way, which may seem from the today view a little panic, I started a hunger-strike. For me it was some kind of concentration of the protest against it, against the hopelessness of the situation, in which I felt puzzled and haven´t got any chance of active gesture. I am not used to receive things passively. The State police in Ruzyně were mostly the members of the Army and it looked very hopelessly. The examiners were old men probably working in their posts since fifties. Things were evoking a really evil, uncomfortable, dark feeling to me; the accusation was built on some unimportant crimes, anything heroic; if I was jailed for something really important, but there were only few Infochs (information leaflets) found at the librarian, some tapes with music, I have never been listening – Plastic people and Kryl – which were not mine. It was all looking very crazy and I was feeling very uneasy. So I proclaimed the hunger-strike. I have decided like that, so I did it... But when you start such a thing, you are expecting something to be done for you to honestly end it... And that was not coming...

„..if a person proclaimed unwillingness to join this chain of small unending injustices, the system was destroying and crushing him. When a cap was stolen from somebody, he solved it by stealing it from somebody else. It seemed like some kind of an evil intention somebody delivering less caps then it was needed. But that also couldn´t be the case because every man was committed to wear the cap on his head in any part of the day – walking, literally every time. It´s good not to look for a logical reason. And I admitted to do this. Not only once. When he had asked me “Where have you got your cap?” I answered: “Somebody has stolen it from me. “Don´t bother me, I´m not interested. How is it that you don´t have your cap?” “Somebody has stolen it from me, I don´t have any. And I could solve it only by stealing it from somebody else and somebody else would not have a cap, so I decided I´m not having my cap, because somebody has stolen it from me. And that logically means that somebody is having two caps.”