Karel Hádek

“I had some leaflets printed out, which later had an echo in the courtroom as well. We were riding a motorbike with Arne Vaněk, I was driving, and he was throwing out leaflets in a Russian convoy that was stationed near Jilemnice, near the river Jizera. Our only luck was that the road was bending there because as we were passing by he threw those leaflets among them, they flew out everywhere, we disappeared in the road curve, and the only thing we heard were the machine guns getting ready and rat-tat-tat-tat, firing shots.”

"Pioneer, Pioneer, to Pioneer, those are the things that a man does not know anything at the age of six. If everyone joins in, one would be sad, if they did not take him along. I do not remember exactly how it was with the Pioneer, I just remember I joined in. And again, I would say humorously - I was madly grateful for two occasions. That was, when Stalin died, because in Semily they kept a piety for him, and the People's Militia opened pork cans... they poured lard and pork from the canns on bread for us. So I thought that Stalin could die more often... In a while Klima [Klement Gottwald] knocked the batons, so they opened up more cans. Otherwise, the Pioneer was rather uninteresting."

"I served at the chemical unit in Liberec. It was such an exciting time when it was all falling apart, so there was a different way to get along with the professional soldiers. In some way, it shaped man. Those guys were psychopaths who believed what they said. They had to have some changed genetic code, when I say it humorously because a normal person would not believe it. Sometimes I heard passwords, it was crazy. There may have been the first contradictions between how one perceived the world, and between what they were trying to get into your head. It is hard to judge if there has been a breakthrough situation. There was one more thing when these things were discussed, a dictatorship. Man basically could do nothing, allways with communists, or with SSM, or I do not know what. It was always guided as a child, by the hand showing the way. And a young person dislikes, when someone says, "You're stupid, you do not know, what you want. You do not know, what's for your own good, we'll show you. It's a red book."

"Going up from the square to the school there is the park of Antal Stašek - Ivan Olbracht, and there is a statue. Because it's in a hill, a concrete wall was made there so the hill could not go down. So there you walk beautifully around two meters high concrete wall. On a certain lovely day an inscription appeared: Brezhnev is a dick, even if you erase this sign. These were such pearls of words. I do not know if it was with Mila Hujers. We wrote all over the town with Pepík Dohnal, Arne Vaněk and I do not remember the others, because imuch was happening. We always had watches on guard, and they watched if they were cops to give a signal to get away from writing signs. And once they gave us a signal and we heard a car approaching. I think Mila Hujers disappeared at the Schováneks in the yard, and I disappeared into the dustbin. The cops arrived, rushed in there, and found no one. I nearly went def in there, because the cop did not know I was in a dustbin, so he yelled, "You fuckin '! I would give them a beating! 'And with the baton he was smashing the dustbin. It was a terrible noise. Then they left and I got out of the dustbin as a pig, all dirty and stinky."