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Moscow Museum
The city of Moscow on Petrovka Street, 16. There is a small museum, which is dedicated to the camps. At the stands you can find maps of the Gulag with the designation of all the major camps, various documentation, letters of prisoners and a collection of personal items belonging to them. I suggest you to plunge into the atmosphere and to read the documents provided.
In the basement of the museum assembled a small installation of bunks.
Cooler.
There are installations in the form of books which are projected videos with stories about the camps prisoners.
Map of the camps in the Soviet Union
The suitcase with the necessary things. In fact, I know a story that many people in the hall stood a suitcase. A suitcase was just stuff essentials. And there was such a suitcase just in case. Because it could come at any time to give minutes to collect all. That's how people lived, if anything, they were prepared in this way.
But the main exhibits in the museum is the real deal, extracts, certificates and letters. You can read, reflect on the eternal. How to break the people's lives.
And in the museum paintings that wrote the prisoners of the Gulag. Not in the camps of course, but on this subject.
That man approached with humor.
People spent nearly eight years, with the grain you. But we must understand that it is liberated from the camp as a stigma for life. And so it was released in 1953, and in 1991 he was given a certificate of rehabilitation. That is, given a formal document that he is not a criminal and that it was all due to the fact that, well, this regime. Like now you're clean, you can begin life with a white sheet.
Here is another story in the papers. The woman was the wife of the accused for carrying out subversive activities. The wife of an enemy of the people. (document of 1937)
And in 1955, is no crime. So you can imagine in what revels with people played.
Letters to his daughter prisoner.
Order on the improvement of trade for prisoners.
Well, some dry statistics.
But still, I think. The Russian man is very well developed syndrome of small power. This is when the person is given a tiny piece of power, he begins to enjoy it to the full, and in every way to show that he decides something and from something depends. This is all kinds of watchmen, guards, secretaries and so on. In a rare Russian man does not have this feeling. Even if you think that this affects only the guards, then no. Managers in large companies are always on the side of love to show that they have something to solve, although any financial issue flee to his bare, one to his own way, one to his top-down and approved by the piece of paper from a man whom this manager had never seen in person. So what I mean. Just imagine that in the whole of this vast machine of repression in the primary stage of working small mongrel who had the power to decide the fate of the people. And imagine how at this level of power in the hands of these people, they use it for your self-assertion. Can you imagine how they are to each new prisoner reveled in this power showing it to people. And restrictions on the instruments for self-affirmation they did not have. They could easily kill a man for the sake of satisfaction of its low power. Can you imagine how many small butchers were in the system all over the country. Now think over the following. Systems that have not, it was not so long ago, and all these people are, well, more of them are alive today. That's interesting and who are they now? These are the smallest one who reveled in its low power and was ready and even killed people in solitary confinement for their own petty self-assertion.
Source: antonio-j.livejournal.com
In the basement of the museum assembled a small installation of bunks.
Cooler.
There are installations in the form of books which are projected videos with stories about the camps prisoners.
Map of the camps in the Soviet Union
The suitcase with the necessary things. In fact, I know a story that many people in the hall stood a suitcase. A suitcase was just stuff essentials. And there was such a suitcase just in case. Because it could come at any time to give minutes to collect all. That's how people lived, if anything, they were prepared in this way.
But the main exhibits in the museum is the real deal, extracts, certificates and letters. You can read, reflect on the eternal. How to break the people's lives.
And in the museum paintings that wrote the prisoners of the Gulag. Not in the camps of course, but on this subject.
That man approached with humor.
People spent nearly eight years, with the grain you. But we must understand that it is liberated from the camp as a stigma for life. And so it was released in 1953, and in 1991 he was given a certificate of rehabilitation. That is, given a formal document that he is not a criminal and that it was all due to the fact that, well, this regime. Like now you're clean, you can begin life with a white sheet.
Here is another story in the papers. The woman was the wife of the accused for carrying out subversive activities. The wife of an enemy of the people. (document of 1937)
And in 1955, is no crime. So you can imagine in what revels with people played.
Letters to his daughter prisoner.
Order on the improvement of trade for prisoners.
Well, some dry statistics.
But still, I think. The Russian man is very well developed syndrome of small power. This is when the person is given a tiny piece of power, he begins to enjoy it to the full, and in every way to show that he decides something and from something depends. This is all kinds of watchmen, guards, secretaries and so on. In a rare Russian man does not have this feeling. Even if you think that this affects only the guards, then no. Managers in large companies are always on the side of love to show that they have something to solve, although any financial issue flee to his bare, one to his own way, one to his top-down and approved by the piece of paper from a man whom this manager had never seen in person. So what I mean. Just imagine that in the whole of this vast machine of repression in the primary stage of working small mongrel who had the power to decide the fate of the people. And imagine how at this level of power in the hands of these people, they use it for your self-assertion. Can you imagine how they are to each new prisoner reveled in this power showing it to people. And restrictions on the instruments for self-affirmation they did not have. They could easily kill a man for the sake of satisfaction of its low power. Can you imagine how many small butchers were in the system all over the country. Now think over the following. Systems that have not, it was not so long ago, and all these people are, well, more of them are alive today. That's interesting and who are they now? These are the smallest one who reveled in its low power and was ready and even killed people in solitary confinement for their own petty self-assertion.
Source: antonio-j.livejournal.com
