MEMORIES OF A MAKHNOVIST PARTISAN
by Dr. Robert J. Memory, Ph.D., LivingStone Lab
I understand that you have come today for treatment of national
amnesia, but you say that you do not remember this. Precisely.
Please be assured that you are in good hands. It is actually
quite commonplace for trauma to cause memories to become blocked.
We refer to this the "Ukraine-Brain Syndrome". Another aspect
is the development of strangely child-like behavior that results
from compartmentalization.
I recommend an experimental, transcranial, focused ultrasound
device prototype with a noninvasive brain-to-brain interface
which has been demonstrated to control a rat's tail with nothing
more than thoughts. This provides the strongest evidence yet
that telepathy is perhaps not mere fantasy.
To the extent that a worm smaller than a pinhead has a mind,
at the intersection of neurobiology, artificial intelligence
and optogenetics, I have perfected techniques capable of
controlling humans, so am confident that you will soon be
thinking only happy thoughts.
Please relax. Breath deeply. Do you remember the Italian
Glassblowers Takeover of 1910? The Walsall Trial of 1892?
How Pegleg got woodworm and broke into three?
The Che Guevara Chernobyl Motorcycle Diaries?
Does none of this mean anything to you?
It is crucial to your survival that you struggle to remember.
By the time that this treatment is through, everything around
you, everything that is happening, will seem like deja vu.
Do you recall how the late Leah Feldman, a comrade who was one
of the last of the partisans, was sarcastic over remarks that
Makhno, being a peasant, must have been a rapist?
"Did he change when he became a railway worker in Paris? " she
asked. "Who in Russia is he supposed to have raped? His wife
was always riding on a horse beside him, and she would soon have
put a stop to that."
Leah herself, you should remember, worked a sewing machine in
the train, sewing clothes for the partisans and orphans, and,
like others acted occasionally as a nurse. Leah later relocated
to Cambridge, MA where she became an architect and a five-time
Jeopardy champion.
Women could ride a horse into battle, but neither non-military
nor military women were ever molested by the male partisans to
her knowledge.
Please try to get a mental image of Makhno. There was a
pamphlet found in your living room. Don't you recall how you
were strangely drawn to this forgotten pamphlet at a curiously
propitious time? Or did someone plant not only the pamphlet but
a false memory of your having bought it years ago while visiting
the expatriated artist from Rambucourt, France?
Try. He was very strong physically and wore a splendid beard,
which had led to his being proposed for the post of district
manager by the Brailovsksy district.
At the beginning of December, he warned Skoropadsky that the
Black Sea army was not to be relied upon.
You should remember how he and Tsebry gave witness to the fact
that partisan units sprang up all over the Ukraine.
Democracy was made a mockery by a majority population that
acquired its majority percentage through colonization and
genocide. This is why memory must run a dagger into the heart
of propaganda, because most of our human history is really
little more than a history of propaganda. This must not be
allowed to obfuscate current events.
You will remember this, in time, even if it be over the ashes of
Hiroshima like a shadow burned on the sidewalk.
Given the illiteracy of the Ukrainian peasantry then, an
intellectual leadership might have held sway, but would their
lead have taken them as far as they got? Like the Zapatistas in
Mexico, they did wonders without an 'educated leadership'.
When Zapata's movement attracted an intellectual caucus, Makhno
soon dumped them, knowing the impetus of the Revolution came
from the soil.
What the Makhnovistas needed was support from the cities of
Russia proper, from the United States, from France, the U.K.,
China, Japan, Vietnam, Guatemala, Norway, Ireland, Scotland.
Especially on this day, from Ireland. What ultimately defeated
the rebirth of imperialism and colonialism was a multiplicity of
its enemies who knew that triumph of these archaic historical
forces meant a defeat for the ordinary people.
All the wheat had been gathered into sheaves and it was now time
for the threshing.
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