Too often, people are trying to count the number of people killed in all sorts of unhappy occasions. Historians, demographers, diplomats, politicians… people of different profession – each of them followed by his objective makes various estimations and conclusions. For example, so many million people died during the World War II, and the planet was saved from fascism, so many people died in Hiroshima and Nagasaki cities, America destroying the lives of innocent people showed the world the power of the atomic bomb in practice, or so many thousand people were killed in the 1988 earthquake, and no one responsible for the unqualified construction was punished, and so on. The figures of the calculation and the conclusions drawn, by objectives, can be quite different, and older the historic event, bigger are the differences in numerical and the analyses thereof.
Anyway, no matter how qualified and genius are these counting specialists, there are some domains where it is just impossible to count the number of victims. Thus, during the entire history of the existence of the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics, millions of people from various nations have been killed, the number of which cannot be counted. The matter is not about Stalinist repression times or the innocent people perished before and after it by the same motives. Successfully, a collected number can be found for these late people and draw any conclusion according to this number, and it is done so. We are talking about multi-million victims that are living safe and sound next to us, but at some time their human type is dead.
With this regard, quite disturbing thoughts arise when, for example, in Yerevan, in the newly built and convenient passport and visa department, in crowded and smelly queue, you see how a woman of a deceased, with an image of noble countrywoman, whispers to his ear how it did not occur their mind to bring one of the toddlers of their neighbor with them to introduce that he is a sick child, and get the passport fifteen minutes earlier, when her husband, pushing some Western-Armenian speaking people standing in the queues before him, finally appears in the desired room and says to the registering employee who is ten years younger of his younger son, “These Syrian-Armenians bored us to death, my dear chief.
It is sad that during the 20 years of independence, this crowd of post-Soviet multi-million victims is mostly not revived, returned to its former typical type, but is multiplying in just a simple way by giving offspring deceased like it.
Aghasi HUNANYAN
