Petr Pospíchal

„..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.”

„... they pushed me out (from a bus), took me inside the car and... it was uncomfortable because – and that was something I had realised in the first moment – because nobody knew where I was. Normally in Prague I could make a glance to Ječná and say: “I am going there and there” or something similar, so the things could be reconstructed. But here it was impossible to reconstruct anything, because I haven´t spoken to anybody for a week. May be ten days, because there was a different time period. They loaded me into the car and drove with me through a land I didn´t know... I think that there was an intention ... it seemed to me that they have been having two intentions – one was me not to know where we are going (they were driving me through a land, where there were no signs or village names) and the second to show me, that we are far away from any living beings. Finally we came –using some kind of a road in a field and afterwards a wooden path – to some edge of a rock, which wasn´t abnormally high, but thirty metres are enough, aren´t they?... I could presuppose, that they won´t kill me, but they were hardly pretending, that they can do that as well...