November 9th

I don’t want to live through interesting times, I’d rather go about my life in a boring and predictable days and weeks and months and years. Twice I lived closely through events that changed the course of history — the Fall of Communism in Poland in 1989 (which started the democracy reforms behind the Iron Curtain) and the terrorist attacks of 9/11 in New York (which started a lot of things — none of them any good) and that is enough for me.

Now there is a crisis happening on the border between Poland and Belarus, no more than 50 kilometers from where I live. First of all — it is a humanitarian crisis, Middle East migrants are there with small children, temperatures at night fall to below zero, several people already died after getting lost in the forests and marshes that stretch along the border. They are looking for a better and safer future for themselves and their children but right now they are used as pawns in a hybrid war between dictatorial Belarus (and by extension Russia) and the European Union. Many groups are in a no-mans-land on the border — being forced by Belarusian troops to cross the border, stopped by Polish border guards, and not let back into Belarus. The situation is terrible and those in charge in politics are using it for either fearmongering or trying to score political points for or against the ruling party/opposition.

I fear that this situation can easily get out of hand — there are massive numbers of troops on both sides of the border and there is a serious possibility of an incident (or provocation) when one side will open fire. I see Polish Army trucks constantly driving through my city to the border, there are air force helicopters flying non-stop overhead. There is no one that has a clue how to resolve this situation — especially knowing that the Belarussian side is supported by Putin who would like nothing more than some armed confrontation to bolster morale in his country.

I hope that nothing seriously bad will happen, I hope the migrants (who are the most suffering in this situation) will be taken care of, and I hope cooler heads will prevail and we all will go to the boring everyday normalcy soon.

“for they knew what sort of noise it was; they recognize, by now, the footsteps of the Furies”. Enjoying life on the road to recovery. As always — observing.