Petr Šraier

"The Charter news reached me somehow, before the work started. Saying that the workers should go to the master's office during working hours and sign there that they do not agree with it. I knew what was going on, but I didn't have the courage to tell them that I agree with it. So, I told them I'd sign it for them if I could read it first. Because I can't write that I don't agree with something if I don't know what's written there. I would almost certainly not agree with it, but I would want to read it, otherwise I would not sign it. So, they were mad, it was a bit tense. However, again, I thought, 'Can they fire me? If I work with the lathe. That's not possible. 'In the end, I wasn't fired, but it had the effect that such a dandy who was in the Aritma came to me and he said,' Dude, you didn't sign it! 'And I said,' Well, I did not. I told them that if they could read it to me and I would see that it was bad, I would sign it for them. I can't comment on something I don't know.'' 'Dude, I didn't sign it for them either.' This is how a few people showed up. They found the courage in themselves and probably also evaluated that they didn't have much to lose. Either they won't sign a disagreement with something they don't know, or rather they knew it and agreed and didn't want to sign it. Of course, this also happened: "Dude, I have some recordings at home, if you want to hear them." So, you suddenly discovered that there was a Hutka, Marsyas, Sváťa Karásek."

"From Palach's week, they always showed the most disgusting dandy [a slang term for the usually long-haired adherents of alternative subcultures] they managed to film. They wanted to show what kind of antisocial individuals there were. Of course, I took part in Palach's week and the demonstration on October 28. Gradually, I felt the dissatisfaction of the crowd grow. From 1988, when we had bare hands, and then gradually August and other times. November 17 was even released in one of those years. So, the cops, who got too involved in the persecution of the protesters and found themselves alone or there were two or three in the crowd, the crowd didn't let get beaten up. The cops got kicked and punched too, not just once. People were no longer able to keep it to themselves. I was also less peaceful. I said to myself, 'This can't go on forever. We don't do anything to anyone, and they use water cannons and batons against us.'"

"I will be very outspoken. A man was simply pissed at what he saw around him. The stupid pioneers, the youth union, the parades, the victorious February celebrations and so on. At school, I was supposed to paint a poster for a school ball, where there were some stars and such a plastic passing font. With a natural hand, as Kája Saudek used to do. Later, I had to go to the principal´s office. They accused me of American propaganda and I don't know what."

"I found old but usable cyclostyle membranes in the waste in the industrial school. It was something like a duplicator, something like a copy paper, but for multiple copies. It should have been officially destroyed after use, but they probably did not bother to do it. One day, I figured out how to use it again. And it could be used. We got to a higher level. We actually had the opportunity to print. It was a primitive procedure though. I put a paperboard on it and pressed each of the leaflets with a rubber roller. But some 50-100 copies could be made. It would take you much longer on a typewriter. Equipped in this way, I was posting it and throwing it in the mail boxes. I distributed among those accomplices or associates in our Free Progress Organization to spread it as well. And that was probably the reason why they came to us."