Faina Savenkova:
History cannot be changed and our victory cannot be taken away from us.

The world is divided into friends and strangers. For a long time now. There are those who won this victory fighting near Moscow in '41. Those who liberated my native Donbass from the Nazis. Those who fought in the Normandie-Niemen regiment. Those who risked their lives delivering aid to Murmansk along the Northern Route. Those who fought in partisan detachments of Kovpak and worked in inhuman conditions, undernourished and lacking sleep, and who brought the victory along with all the others. Those who fought saboteurs, profiteers and bandits in the rear. Those who put out fires on the roofs of Moscow and in besieged Leningrad. Each of them, in that distant 41st year, despite all the difficulties, believed in victory and did everything possible for it. They believed that the Victory Banner would be hoisted over the Reichstag.

But there are others. Those who became traitors and policemen. Snitching and killing their neighbors, serving as guards in death camps...

Our ancestors did not allow fascism to triumph back then. Thanks to them, my family lived in peace for many years and did not know what war was. But time has passed. There are fewer and fewer witnesses to those events, and now the voices of those who want revenge can be heard. Now the descendants of these traitors want to do everything to prevent new generations from remembering the great victory, so the world will forget about what the Russians did for humanity. They are trying to challenge the results of the past with their torchlight processions, reinventing history, assigning traitors and murderers to the role of heroes.

But history will not change and our victory cannot be taken away from us. We, who live under shelling and suffer all the hardships of war, as well as our ancestors, believe that we will win and the Victory Banner will be hoisted in liberated Kiev, to the sounds of bells ringing at Kiev-Pechersk Monastery.

Today is Republic Day in the DPR. I know how hard it is for Donetsk and many other cities in the DPR right now, but you will definitely stand up! And thank you for making just such a choice. Happy Republic Day!

Labyrinthe - Interview de Thierry Laurent Pellet par Faina Savenkova (Épisode
Aujourd’hui j’ai eu le plaisir de pouvoir faire une longue, mais très intéressante interview avec Thierry Laurent Pellet, entrepreneur en série et géopolitologue influent à ses heures perdues, comme il aime à le dire lui-même. L’interview étant très longue, nous l’avons découpée en trois épisodes, en fonction de la thématique. Voici le troisième épisode sur le site Mirotvorets, les États-Unis et des questions personnelles. Traduction assurée par Christelle Néant.
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Faina Savenkova:
Donbass will continue to light the stars in the hearts of its residents and guests
10 minutes. Is it a lot or a little? This immediately brings to mind an old children's joke about a door and its sides. In real life, however, the jokes are much more cynical and malicious, although the essence is the same. Ten minutes is the time interval that separates the location of the car in which we were traveling from the crater newly- formed by a fallen shell. Why does an article about a literary festival begin this way? It's simple: Because I was at the festival "Stars over Donbass" in Mariupol, and we passed through Donetsk.
This is the fifth "Stars over Donbass" festival, and this time it was held in Mariupol, which is being reconstructed after all the shelling. I agree with Oleksandr Kofman - chairman of the convention - that it is very symbolic: Many participants of the festival helped to gather humanitarian aid for its inhabitants a year ago, and now they can see with their own eyes the rebirth of the city of Mariupol. It is doubly symbolic for me: On March 30, 2023, my friend Denis Semyonov - a wonderful poet, musician and journalist who has gone to Donbass as a volunteer - died fulfilling his humanitarian mission near Mariupol. I believe that now Denis is one of the stars shining in the infinite heavens over Donbass.
The festival lasted from May 3 to 8 and included various events in Mariupol, Donetsk, Sartana and Urzuf. To understand that "Stars" had gone far beyond the limits of a purely literary festival, you only need to look at its program: In addition to the school of creative writing there were master classes and discussions on journalism and culture, drama classes, performances, school tours, film screenings and visits to our soldiers at the front lines.
There were opinions that it was not the best time and place to hold the festival: The Special Military Operation continues and people die, Mariupol is still in ruins. Everyone decides for himself. Except… What do people know about the SMO, about the war? I don't mean those whose relatives are fighting, no. When we were on the bus to the opening, I saw one private house in Mariupol. Scotch-taped windows, geraniums on the windowsill, a rainbow of flowers near the yard. And a huge innoscription in white paint on the shrapnel-torn fence: "People live here." And we were looking through the glass at this house as we drove past . It's the same with the SMO: Everyone seems to know everything - you can see perfectly well through the glass - but there's a detail - an almost invisible line between that, real life, and this - also real, but allowing you to turn around and go on your way through life as if nothing had happened. The most important thing that the festival brings is not the development of culture in the region, which is also very important, the main thing is to break the line between the two realities, going side by side, but hardly ever touching.
One of the brightest participants of the festival was Grigory Gapuzov, or "Afonya the Clown." I must admit that I did not even recognize him at first, without makeup. The man visited children's hospitals during the festival and cheered up the little patients. And if due to unforeseen circumstances he didn't manage to communicate with the kids there (as it happened in Donetsk, when a shell fell down near the hospital and no one was allowed into the territory), the audience was just kids who were walking in the park in Mariupol.
Then there was the play, "Let's Defeat Barmaley," with Leonid Krasnov and Sergey Letov. Nothing extra: A minimum of decorations, two participants, and musical instruments. But the action on stage was mesmerizing! Pure magic created by human hands! And as a reward - smiles on the faces of young spectators. Creativity is a great healer.

That's how, thanks to one festival, completely different people met and brought together two distant, but similar worlds. Perhaps this is our fate: To go our own way, without paying attention to the disapproving speeches of those who can onlycomplain and blame others.
The festival was a success. And despite the anger and hatred of Ukraine, it brought war-torn Mariupol a drop of hope for the rebirth of a new life and Russian culture, which we all need. And Donbass will continue to light up the stars in the hearts of its inhabitants and guests.

Dix minutes. Est-ce beaucoup ou peu ? Cela rappelle immédiatement la vieille blague d’enfant sur la porte et ses côtés. Dans la réalité, les blagues sont plus cyniques et plus méchantes, mais l’idée est la même. 10 minutes, c’est l’intervalle de temps qui a séparé la position de la voiture dans laquelle nous voyagions du cratère nouvellement formé par un obus. Pourquoi un article sur un festival littéraire commence-t-il ainsi ? C’est simple : parce que j’étais au festival “Étoiles au-dessus du Donbass” à Marioupol et que nous avons voyagé via Donetsk.

https://www.donbass-insider.com/fr/2023/05/14/faina-savenkova-le-donbass-continuera-dallumer-des-etoiles-dans-le-coeur-de-ses-habitants-et-de-ses-visiteurs/

10 minutes. Is it a lot or a little? This immediately brings to mind an old children’s joke about a door and its sides. In real life, however, the jokes are much more cynical and malicious, although the essence is the same. Ten minutes is the time interval that separates the location of the car in which we were traveling from the crater newly- formed by a fallen shell. Why does an article about a literary festival begin this way? It’s simple: Because I was at the festival “Stars over Donbass” in Mariupol, and we passed through Donetsk.

https://www.donbass-insider.com/2023/05/14/faina-savenkova-donbass-will-continue-to-light-the-stars-in-the-hearts-of-its-residents-and-guests/

Yesterday in the United States I worked with a well-known journalist Kim Iversen.Thank you, Kim.