Väčšina nedávnych komentárov v médiach triafa, ako zvyčajne, mimo misu. Predovšetkým, prečo boli diplomatické depeše zverejnené? Nie aby odhalili nejakú šokujúcu a doteraz nepoznanú pravdu, aj keď Assange niečo podobné sľubuje, čo by bolo len plus, ale nie je to podstatné. Väčšina z odtajnených informácií sú „len“ každodenné obyčajné tajomstvá, ktoré štátna bezpečnosť stráži pred ľuďmi. Ešte raz: štátna bezpečnosť zbiera informácie (aj) o ľuďoch a tají ich pred väčšinou obyvateľov. Nepripomína vám to niečo? Maličká skupina vládnucej triedy vládne a koná v našom mene na základe informácií, ktoré medzi sebou navzájom zdieľajú, no ktoré nemôžu preniknúť medzi ich voličov. Budú po upgrade režimu na Demokracia 2.0 tieto zväzky odtajnené a politický život sa bude opäť akože zbavovať štb (CIA)ákov a sliedičov?

Nemecký časopis Spiegel priznáva, že dovoľuje americkej vláde aspoň zčasti cenzúrovať obsah depeší, ktorý vychádza na verejnosť. NY Times azda netreba ani spomínať, keďže tu si politici a editori snáď aj navzájom tykajú. Nie bezdôvodne preto Wikileaks tomuto denníku neposiela ani čiarku a všetko si musia pýtať od britského Guardianu. Táto mediálna servilnosť (prinajmenšom) voči vládam teda znamená, že verejnosť sa z týchto zdrojov nedozvie plný obsah vyše štyroch tisícok dokumentov, ktoré sú vraj tak výbušné, že cudzinci, vrátane prezidentov, predsedov vlád a bezpečnostných zložiek, ktoré si bežne vymieňajú informácie so CIA nemajú oprávnenie tieto dokumenty vidieť. Odhalených nemusí byť ani ďalších vyše 16-tisíc depeší, ktoré sú označené ako tajné. Tradičné médiá sa preto zrejme budú zameriavať na „hry“, teda klebety a nelichotivé poznámky amerických politikov o ich zahraničných kolegoch.

Vládni propagandisti jačia, že odtajnené informácie môžu spôsobiť smrť mnohým ľuďom. Ak sú štátni hňupi, byrokrati alebo vojaci v ostatných krajinách v ohrození života, príčinou nie sú tieto informácie. Čo im určite hrozí je hlasný výsmech. Reakcie vládnucej elity nasvedčujú všetkému, len nie tomu, že ide o triviálnu záležitosť, ktorá sa ľahko zametie pod koberec „správne cielenou“ normalizátorskou reakciou v médiach. Alebo vyhrážanie sa smrťou Assangeovi, zatykač Interpolu a požadovanie vyhlásenia internetu za teroristický nástroj a jeho zničenie je adekvátna odpoveď na prkotinu nejakého „blázna“? Mimochodom, ak do všetkých našich emailov, akokoľvek osobných, má strkať nos vláda, prečo by všetka vládna pošta, akokoľvek citlivá, nemala byť predmetom nášho podrobného skúmania? Navyše, ak týchto darmožráčov platíme?!

Reakcie politikov a ich prisluhovačov naprieč celým politickým spektrom verne odrážajú ich pohľad na moc a jej uplatňovanie. Ľudia, ktorí daňami financujú impérium nemajú nárok vedieť nič o tom ako vlastne funguje, nedajbože ho kritizovať. Ich úloha znie jasne: dotovať celý tento bordel a držať hubu. Ak by podrobnejšie poznali, aké podvody na nich vlády spáchali, ako ich oslepili a aké vražedné zámery v ich mene vykonali, povstali by. A to establišment nemôže dopustiť za žiadnu cenu!

Assange sa nesnaží vyrobiť primitívny novinársky škandál, ktorého výsledkom by bolo vymenenie zopár úradníckych stoličiek, prípadne pri väčšom prúseri ohlásenie „reformy“ v konkrétnej oblasti. Chce odstrihnúť spojenia, ktoré celú konšpiráciu umožňujú, aby túto chobotnicu  spravil hlúpejšou, pomalšou a menšou. Assangeovou víziou Wikileaks je „previesť nás cez bahno politicky zdeformovaného jazyka na pozície jasnosti,“ teda stratégia založená na odhaľovaní tajomstiev, ktorá zabráni produkcii budúcich tajomstiev. Pointa Wikileaks je podľa neho jednoduchá – spraviť ju nepotrebnou.

Sám Assange opisuje štát akým je USA ako v základoch autoritariánsku konšpiráciu. Praktickou stratégiou pre boj s ňou je degradovať jej schopnosť konšpirácie. Štátnej moci chce čeliť tak, že ju považuje za akýsi počítač, medzi ktorého diódy hádže piesok. Podľa neho konšpiráca a autoritárstvo kráčajú ruka v ruke. Pretože autority vyvolávajú sami voči sebe odpor, môžu existovať len vtedy, ak zabránia verejnému odhaleniu svojich zámerov. Nevyhnutne sa stávajú konšpiráciou. „Autoritárske režimy svojim potláčaním individuálnej a kolektívnej vôle po slobode, pravde a sebarealizácii sami spôsobujú vznik síl, ktoré im oponujú. Ak sa plány, ktoré pomáhajú autoritám vládnuť odhalia, vyvolávajú odpor.“ Preto, aby konšpirácia prežila, musí fungovať v tajnosti a to vyžaduje základný predpoklad – kontrolovať tok informácií. Áno, väčšina známych konšpirácií je čistým výmyslom, fungovanie štátu a vlády však možno tak označiť.

Pre Assanga predstavuje konšpirácia niečo čisto banálne, jednoducho každá sieť spoločníkov, ktorí konajú v zhode a skrývajú ich záujmy pred vonkajším svetom. Sú autoritou, ktorá napreduje tým, že utají svoje aktivity do takej miery, že nevyvolá proti-reakciu.

Najviac jeho hlavu žiadajú politici a ich sluhovia, odmietajúci nevinné obete amerických vojakov v zahraničí, pre ktorých sú úbohí civilisti len „collateral damage“. Čo je ešte horšie, tí, ktorí priamo poukážu a predložia dôkaz zabíjania, sú považovaní za zradcov, teristov a sedia vo väzení (Bradley Manning). Zahraničná politika akejkoľvek vlády slúži vždy predovšetkým nie na presadzovanie nezištných „bezpečnostných záujmov ľudí“, ale domácemu mocenskému systému. V prípade USA je to korporátne spojenectvo vojenského priemyslu, ktorá ovláda štát. Zahraničná politika Saudskej Arábie slúži tamojšej kráľovskej rodine, najmä pre účely ropného priemyslu s ním súvisiacich ekonomických záujmov. A tak možno pokračovať od krajiny ku krajine, ktorých zločinecké rodiny a zoskupenia si rozdelili svet a podľa svojich záujmov sa buď bratríčkujú, alebo vedú vojnu.

Reakcia mocenských elít na celom svete je dôkazom toho, čoho sú „slobodné a otvorené demokracie“ schopné, ak sú zahnané do kúta. Predovšetkým nemôžu dopustiť, aby celý svet zistil, čo sú zač. Ľudia by totiž mohli prestať veriť ich lžiam.

Na záver si neodpustím citát Murrayho Rothbarda: „... štát, ktorého existencia závisí na zdaňovaní, je obrovskou zločineckou organizáciou, oveľa strašnejšou a úspešnejšou ako akákoľvek „súkromná“ mafia v histórii...“

Linky:

http://original.antiwar.com/roberts/2010/11/30/who-precisely-is-attacking-the-world/

http://www.lewrockwell.com/kwiatkowski/kwiatkowski259.html

http://original.antiwar.com/justin/2010/11/30/wikileaks-vs-the-political-class/

http://anarchistnews.org/?q=node%2F12834

http://zunguzungu.wordpress.com/2010/11/29/julian-assange-and-the-computer-conspiracy-“to-destroy-this-invisible-government”/

http://c4ss.org/content/5157

No ako to už na tomto svete chodí, ani s takýmto stavom neboli ľudia dlho spokojní a tejto „voľnosti“ sa im začalo máliť. Chceli viac rozhodovať o vlastných životoch. Nastali revolučné časy so sloganmi ako „chceme si vládnuť sami“, „slobodu si nedáme“, či „dosť bolo okrádania“, ktorých výsledkom bolo mierne krvavé zvrhnutie panovníka. Odvtedy uplynulo niekoľko rokov. Ľudia sa stále venovali zväčša tej istej aktivite ako za panovania panovníka. Murár si zarábal na živobytie na stavbách a za peniaze, ktoré predtým musel zaplatiť vládcovi, si teraz mohol kúpiť nové nástroje. Krajčírovi sa dieľňa tak rozbehla, že dal prácu ďalším piatim ľuďom, ktorí boli dovtedy žobrákmi. Väčšie zmeny v živote nastali pre tých, ktorí dovtedy slúžili priamo panovníkovi. Vojaci už neboli potrební pri vyberaní výpalného, či chránení majetku a života panovníka. Namiesto toho však strážili majetok bohatších ľudí, ktorí ich dokázali zaplatiť. Školská dochádzka prestala byť povinná, ubudlo učiteľov. No tí, ktorí ostali, boli najlepší z najlepších a vedomosti odovzdávali len tým, ktorí naozaj chceli študovať. Profesionálni učitelia sa takto dokázali uživiť, ostatní si našli ešte inú prácu. Úlohy sudcu, interpretujúceho a strážiaceho spravodlivosť v meste, sa ujal prirodzene uznávaný a rešpektovaný človek.

Po niekoľkých rokoch od zvrhnutia vládcu nikomu ani len nenapadlo, že by sa staré časy mali vrátiť. Samozrejme, ľutovali len tí, ktorí mu posluhovali a na nové podmienky sa neprispôsobili. Pokusy o opätovné nastolenie nejakej formy vlády boli zriedkavé, pretože žiadna spoločná pokladnica, ktorej by sa záujemci mohli zmocniť, neexistovala. Ak sa aj vyskytli snahy niektorých skupín znova prevziať moc nad majetkom a životmi ľudí, končili už v zárodku. Potenciálni zločinci totiž nedokázali nahromadiť dostatočný počet potrebných vykonávateľov ani ich nástroje.

No stále existovala skupina ľudí, ktorí sa slobody báli a zodpovednosť radšej prenechávali iným. Tak sa jedného dňa na námestí stretli najaktívnejší z nich – Jano, Palo, Mišo a Fero (neskôr známi ako otcovia-zakladatelia), aby oboznámili ostatných so svojim návrhom na zriadenie tzv. zastupiteľskej demokracie, teda vlády, na ktorej sa zhodne nadpolovičná väčšina ľudí. Prítomní neboli touto predstavou nejako nadšení a vyslovovali rôzne pochybnosti. „Len nedávno sme sa zbavili tyrana, už zasa nám má niekto vládnuť?“, „Bude chcieť štát naše peniaze?“, „Čo bude vlastne úlohou vlády?“. Štyria novátori ešte ako neskúsení populisti videli, že ľudí len tak ľahko nepresvedčia a musia prísť s niečím výnimočným. Po niekoľkých týždňoch hĺbania teda obyvateľom mestečka prezentovali dokument s podivným názvom „ústava“. „Je to nástroj, ktorý nám všetkým garantuje, že svoju moc vláda nebude zneužívať a jej úlohou bude len zabezpečovať poriadok a ochraňovať životy ľudí,“ tvrdili zakladatelia moderného štátu. „Ale čo ak nie, čo keď poruší ústavu?,“ pochybovali stále pochybovači. „V tom prípade ju máme právo neuznávať. Pozrite, toto je zatiaľ taký pokus, uvidíme ako to bude fungovať. Nikto netvrdí, že štát tu musí byť večne.“

A tak štyria otcovia zakladatelia vyhlásili vznik štátu na základe tzv. spoločenskej zmluvy (ústavy), ktorú za prítomnosti hŕstky ľudí deklaratívne podpísali len oni. Ostatní obyvatelia mestečka sa len postupom času dozvedali, že majú nového vládcu napriek tomu, že oni s ničím takým nesúhlasili. Ten im spočiatku bral z príjmov 20 % a naozaj to vyzeralo, že chce chrániť ich majetky a životy. No s pribúdajúcimi rokmi a volebnými obdobiami sa zástupcovia volení čoraz menším počtom ľudí správali viac a viac násilnejšie. Podiel ukradných príjmov, nazývaných dane (a neskôr aj odvody), už presahoval polovicu, ochrana majetku a životov sa zvrhla na policajné šikanovanie a boj proti terorizmu, navyše vláda kontrolovala už takmer každú oblasť osobného aj ekonomického života. Predstavovala najväčšiu a najlepšie organizovanú mafiu, aká v mestečku kedy pôsobila. Generácia starších pamätníkov už len nostalgicky spomínala na časy slobody a voľnosti.

Samozrejme, takýto stav vyvolával čoraz väčší odpor v spoločnosti. Opäť sa začali objavovať slogany, ale tento krát iné ako pri poslednej, už takmer zabudnutej revolúcii. „Kto nevolí, okráda svoju rodinu“, „Chceme nové tváre vo vláde“, „Slušnosť v politike sa vypláca“, „Sme iní ako oni“, či „Zrušte poslancom 20. plat“. Po výmene vedenia vlády nastalo v mestečku všeobecné veselie, pilo a hodovalo sa niekoľko týždňov. No už zakrátko ho opäť, rovnako ako po každých voľbách, vystriedalo všeobecné sklamanie.

Na časy bez panovníka, kedy krádež bola krádežou, klamstvo klamstvom, kriminálnici sedeli za mrežami a neriadili spoločnosť, ekonomická aktivita nebola trestaná, ale odmeňovaná,  a zároveň najväčšieho rozkvetu mestečka, si spomenul málokto. Menejpočetná skupina slobodymilovných ľudí, ktorá presadzovala návrat do tohto obdobia a odmietajúca záväznosť ústavy, bola terorizujúcou väčšinou označovaná za nepraktických exotov, ktorí chcú vyvolať chaos v mestečku.

Toto je dubajský svet - z ničoho veľa

Otázka, ktorý štát (štátik) bude ďalší, je teraz viac ako inokedy namieste. Navyše, z hry o kupovanie nielen amerického dlhu vypadáva jeden hráč. Dubajský dlh je však nič oproti tomu, čo nazbierali (a zrejme ešte za nejaký čas nazbierajú) USA, Európa, Čína alebo Japonsko. A tento malý prdík v púšti nie je nič oproti harakiri, aké môže čakať vlády o pár rokov. Teraz sa tieto krajiny tešia z presunu investícií práve z Dubaja. No žiadna radosť netrvá večne, „užime“ si teda ešte chvíľu inflačného „zotavenia“.

Tu je opísanie incidentu, ako ho zaznamenal  Mike Gogulski:

REVISION HISTORY

v1.0 – 20090906

Original version, real names, episodes 1-9, 6 image attachments

v1.1 – 20090908

Name labels harmonized in preparation for generation of 2 versions

Forked into full and no-names versions

Minor cleanup throughout

Added WITNESS

Added offense “Abuse of Authority by Public Official”

Introduction added to Episode 1, including first interaction with WITNESS

Episode 9 expanded

Episodes 10 and 11 added

Catalogue of injuries added

Tables of contents and figures added

V1.2 – 20091022

Release version, with relevant, known names

TABLE OF CONTENTS

REVISION HISTORY.. 1

TABLE OF CONTENTS. 2

CAST.. 3

LOCATIONS. 4

CATALOGUE OF INJURIES (created 8 September 2009) 5

EPISODE 1 – Saturday, 5 September 2009, inside building, BAR.. 6

EPISODE 2 – 5 September 2009, courtyard, BAR.. 7

EPISODE 2 – 5 September 2009, courtyard, BAR.. 8

EPISODE 3 – 5 September 2009, courtyard, BAR.. 9

EPISODE 4 – RESIDENCE.. 12

EPISODE 5 – POLICE STATION.. 13

EPISODE 6 – POLICE STATION.. 14

EPISODE 7 – POLICE STATION.. 15

EPISODE 8 – POLICE STATION.. 16

EPISODE 9 – POLICE STATION, Kramáre hospital, RESIDENCE.. 17

EPISODE 10 – RESIDENCE – Saturday, 5 September 2009. 18

EPISODE 11 – RESIDENCE – Sunday, 6 September 2009. 19

EPISODE 12 – RESIDENCE, POLICE STATION – Monday, 7 September 2009. 20

CAST

Michael Jude Gogulski – Bar patron, victim, complainant, victim, prisoner, victim, patient, witness.

WITNESS – Female who frequents/works at BAR. Brunette, short hair, late 20s to early 30s. Knows me by sight and by name.

BARTENDER – Early-30s female, black hair. Bartender/supervisor at BAR.

ATTACKER – Manager/owner of BAR. Early 40s (?), moustache, straight greasy hair. Presumably Ján Kurtulík, owner/officer of KELLE, s.r.o., operator of the BAR.

BLONDE – Unknown blonde female associate of ATTACKER’s, possibly his business partner.

MIROSLAV PAŠEK – Police officer and main police attacker, about 5’10”, muscled, close-cropped hair, early to mid-30s. Standard police uniform. Identified by name tag pinned to uniform chest, left side. Two-stars plus wings rank insignia (uncertain).

CURLY – Police officer with short dark curly hair, fat with prominent belly, early to mid-40s. Equal in rank or superior to MIROSLAV PAŠEK. Standard police uniform.

ROOKIE1 and ROOKIE2 – Early-20s police officers wearing blue jumpsuit type police uniforms.

DISPATCHER – Emergency police dispatcher responding to my call at telephone number 158.

MARTIN – English-speaking police officer assigned to interpreter duty. Late 20s to early 30s.

FRIEND1 – My friend who I called from jail.

GUEST1 and GUEST2 – Two female couchsurfing guests from Slovenia staying at my residence.

FRIEND2 – My friend who met me at the hospital and drove me home.

LOCATIONS

POLICE STATION – Police station where I was taken. Šuňavcova 2, Bratislava – Nové Mesto

BAR – “Erotic Salon” establishment at Mikovíniho 2, Bratislava, Slovakia. Called variously “Wild Angels” and “Nymfa Salon”. Operated by Kelle, s.r.o., operated in turn by its officer, Ján Kurtulík. Location of attack by ATTACKER.

RESIDENCE – My flat.

CATALOGUE OF INJURIES (created 8 September 2009)

2-cm round dermal abrasion, outer left elbow

Possible Source:  Falling to ground after being struck by ATTACKER; Falling to ground after being struck by MIROSLAV PAŠEK at bar or in cell

1.5-cm oblong dermal abrasion, inner left elbow

Possible Source: Scraped BAR wall while being held in pain-lock hold against wall by MIROSLAV PAŠEK

Several other dermal and epidermal small abrasions on outer left elbow

Possible Source: Uncertain

2-cm round dermal abrasion, inner right elbow

Possible Source: Falling to ground after being struck by MIROSLAV PAŠEK at bar or in cell

1-cm epidermal cut, right index finger

Possible Source: Uncertain

Two .5 to .75-cm dermal abrasions to head, 3cm above hairline at forehead

Possible Source: Head smashed into wall at BAR by MIROSLAV PAŠEK (multiple times)

3-cm dermal laceration, behind left ear

Possible Source: Uncertain

1-cm dermal abrasion, top of left knee

Possible Source: Falling to ground after being struck by ATTACKER; Falling to ground after being struck by MIROSLAV PAŠEK at bar or in cell

1.5-cm light dermal abrasion, front of left knee

Possible Source: Falling to ground after being struck by ATTACKER; Falling to ground after being struck by MIROSLAV PAŠEK at bar or in cell

6-cm x 5-cm deep contusion, inner side top of left knee. Purpling bruise

Possible Source: Falling to ground after being struck by MIROSLAV PAŠEK at bar or in cell

5-cm x 4-cm light contusion, left thigh, 10-15-cm from kneecap. Light bluish bruise.

Possible Source: Uncertain

8-cm x 4-cm contusion, upper right inner arm. Banded and jointed pattern reflecting 2 or 3 fingers’ grip.

Possible Source: Attack by MIROSLAV PAŠEK in holding cell

6-cm x 2-cm light contusion, right side of back below scapula, near side.

Possible Source: Punched by MIROSLAV PAŠEK or CURLY at BAR

Contusion to right pectoralis.

Possible Source: Punched by MIROSLAV PAŠEK at BAR

Contusions to ribs and connective tissue below right pectoralis.

Possible Source: Punched by ATTACKER1, by MIROSLAV PAŠEK or CURLY at BAR, or by MIROSLAV PAŠEK in cell

Contusion to upper lumbar spine

Possible Source: Punched by MIROSLAV PAŠEK or CURLY at BAR

Contusion to lower tip of right scapula

Possible Source: Punched by MIROSLAV PAŠEK or CURLY at BAR

EPISODE 1 – Saturday, 5 September 2009, inside building, BAR

~4:00 AM: I arrive at BAR and order a whiskey. As I walk to a free table, WITNESS sees me and calls my name. I’ve introduced myself to her by name and spoken to her at length during two previous visits. We greet each other and I offer here some of my whiskey. She drains the glass instantly. I get another from the bar.

~4:35 AM: I am told “You must leave” by BARTENDER. She has been giving me trouble for only buying drinks rather than the other services on the menu as well.

After refusing to leave for no valid reason, and after dashing briefly upstairs in reaction to hearing a woman screaming but finding nothing amiss (WITNESS had gone upstairs with a patron), BARTENDER makes a phone call. Shortly after, ATTACKER appears in BAR with BLONDE. ATTACKER has a conversation with BARTENDER, stands behind bar looking at me. He is clearly the owner or manager. BLONDE also stands behind bar, and I observe her doing paperwork. ATTACKER and BLONDE retire to back room.

There were several other people in the establishment who witnessed me reacting to the scream, and being asked to leave and refused service: three presumably Slovak patrons, and 3-4 female staff.

After relenting to her demand and while asking a final time for a last drink (she told me they had stopped serving, then went to deliver drinks to some guests), I take a photograph of BARTENDER with my mobile phone and exit the building into the courtyard. As I leave, I observe BARTENDER hurrying into the back room.

EPISODE 2 – 5 September 2009, courtyard, BAR

Between Episode 1 and 4:53 AM

I approach the outer gate to the courtyard and find it locked. I turn around to see ATTACKER emerge from door to back office and walking toward me. ATTACKER carries some sort of blunt weapon (metal baton?) in right hand, resting the weapon against the back of his head as he approaches me.

ATTACKER approaches me and a verbal exchange begins. I demand the door be unlocked. ATTACKER demands that I delete the photo of BARTENDER. I refuse. ATTACKER makes threatening gestures and continues approaching me more closely. Exchange continues until ATTACKER strikes me at least once, possibly twice, on right side of upper body with his left hand. He then strikes me open-handed on right side of face, causing my glasses to fly off and clatter to the floor of the courtyard somewhere.

I tell ATTACKER now that I will delete the photo of BARTENDER. I take the mobile phone (Nokia 6120c) from my pocket. He takes it from my hand and begins looking for the photo. I snatch it from his hands, show him the screen, locate the photo of BARTENDER, delete it, then page through other photos until he is satisfied it has been deleted.

ATTACKER now opens the gate to the courtyard and walks back into his the back room office, inside which I can see a number of active video monitors. He sits behind a desk looking toward me, while BLONDE sits in a chair in front of the desk, facing the video monitors. I search for my glasses on the ground and cannot find them.

CHARGEABLE OFFENSES: False Imprisonment, Assault and Battery (all to ATTACKER)

EPISODE 2 – 5 September 2009, courtyard, BAR

Still in the courtyard, I dial 150 on my mobile phone at 4:53 AM. I tell respondent I need police. I’m told this is the fire department, and to call 158. I hang up and call 158 to be answered by DISPATCHER at 4:54 AM.

I tell DISPATCHER that I may have been robbed of my glasses and that I have been physically assaulted, requesting the police to come. I give him the location and address.

I continue searching for my glasses, to no avail, remaining in the courtyard. Several times I approach the open door to the back office where ATTACKER and BLONDE sit as described above, tell them that I’ve called the police. Over the course of ~10 minutes waiting for the police to arrive, I make an escalating series of demands for money from ATTACKER to simply leave and forget the incident, starting at €500 and ending at €3000. ATTACKER is impassive, says nothing. BLONDE never looks in my direction, and I don’t hear them speaking to each other.

EPISODE 3 – 5 September 2009, courtyard, BAR

~5:05 AM. Two police cars arrive, carrying MIROSLAV PAŠEK, CURLY, ROOKIE1 and ROOKIE2.

I stand behind open gate to courtyard, smoking a cigarette. Police stalk past me and enter ATTACKER’s office directly. Presumably a conversation occurs between ATTACKER and/or BLONDE and one or more police officers.

Either ROOKIE1 or ROOKIE2 remains outside the office. I tell him that I’m the one who called DISPATCHER. He says something to other police officers, who emerge from office.

Officers begin asking me questions, which I have trouble following. I tell them that ATTACKER attacked me, knocked off my glasses and that I can’t find them – presumed stolen.

Main interrogator quickly becomes MIROSLAV PAŠEK, who is short-tempered and aggressive. He asks more questions about incident. I try to respond as best I can in broken Slovak. MIROSLAV PAŠEK grabs my cigarette out of my hand and throws it to the floor. “What are you doing?” I ask (or something to this effect).

MIROSLAV PAŠEK: „Občiansky preukaz.” (“ID card.”)

Me: „To nemám.” (“I don’t have that.”)

MIROSLAV PAŠEK: „Pas.” (“Passport.”)

Me: „To nemám.” (“I don’t have that.”)

There may be more words after this exchange. My memory is cloudy.

At this point, MIROSLAV PAŠEK strikes me several times in the right side. At least the first blow is with his left hand. I cry out in pain and fall to the ground.

I cannot remember the remainder of the sequence of events which occurred at the BAR courtyard clearly.

MIROSLAV PAŠEK demands I stand, and I comply. I tell him this is going to make an interesting story for tomorrow’s SME or Pravda, featuring his name. He becomes enraged, strikes me again at least once, grabs my right arm, pushes me to wall of BAR building between entry door and back office door. Pushing me into the wall causes my head to impact the wall. MIROSLAV PAŠEK pins my upper body to the wall and wrenches my right arm up behind my back, putting extreme strain on my right shoulder and elbow. MIROSLAV PAŠEK says something to the effect that he doesn’t want to hear anything about seeing himself in SME or Pravda.

During all attacks by MIROSLAV PAŠEK, I cry out in pain and terror. Neighbors may have heard, and should be interviewed.

Other incidents during Episode 3:

Police finally understand that I have neither an ID card nor passport because I am a stateless person. They demand to see my Travel Document, which is not with me.

At one point, either CURLY or MIROSLAV PAŠEK makes some sort of threatening remark referring to “Američan.” I laugh. MIROSLAV PAŠEK strikes me again several times, and I collapse again.

I am pressed up against the entry door to the building in the pain-restraint hold as before. With my left hand I attempt to open the door to escape MIROSLAV PAŠEK’s attacks. It is locked. MIROSLAV PAŠEK and others observe me. MIROSLAV PAŠEK strikes me several times in the lower back, right side, and spine. At least one other police officer strikes me in the ribs, spine or lower back.

After more insults and threats, demands for respect and compliance, “speak this way”, etc., I am turned around and released to face MIROSLAV PAŠEK. I gaze at his name tag and memorize his name. MIROSLAV PAŠEK observes this and asks what I am looking at. I don’t respond. MIROSLAV PAŠEK strikes me several times and places me back in the restraint hold, smashing my head into the wall again. He asks again what I was looking at. I laugh. He wrenches my arm much harder, either forcing me up the wall or causing me to rise onto my toes. The pain is extreme. “Nothing,” I say.

At one point after being struck by MIROSLAV PAŠEK, falling to the ground, beaten by MIROSLAV PAŠEK while on the ground and then demanded by MIROSLAV PAŠEK to stand, I remained sitting and raised both arms with wrists crossed, asking to simply be taken to jail. Laughter resulted from MIROSLAV PAŠEK and several other officers, followed by MIROSLAV PAŠEK’s repeated demand to stand.

At some point they may have demanded proof that I deleted the photo of BARTENDER from my mobile phone. I laugh and say that proof of this is impossible, but page through my photos anyway until they are satisfied it is gone.

Ant some point during this encounter in the BAR courtyard, one of the police officers (not MIROSLAV PAŠEK) walked to the outer gate which was standing open. He closed the gate, making exit or observation impossible.

Toward the end of this engagement, one of the female staff, WITNESS, opened the door to the building and looked out. She looked me directly in the eyes, I believe as I was sitting on the ground, freshly beaten. She closed the door quickly.

Eventually, agreement is reached that we will go together to my flat to retrieve my Travel Document so they can verify my identity. I am bundled into a police car, back seat right side. I can’t recall the driver. ROOKIE1 or ROOKIE2 sat in the back to my left.

CHARGEABLE OFFENSES: Assault and Battery plus Abuse of Authority by Public Official (MIROSLAV PAŠEK and unknown officer who struck me in ribs), Failure to Report Crime (other 2 officers)

EPISODE 4 – RESIDENCE

ROOKIE demands I wait in the car, opens car door, demands I exit and stand by car. I am then escorted to front door of RESIDENCE building. I open front door with my electronic key. Officers ask on which floor I live, and I tell them the 5th. Two officers (one ROOKIE and another not recalled) take the stairs, while I ride the elevator with the others. ROOKIE takes position in front of my door, demands I opened it, asking if anyone else is in the flat. I tell them two couchsurfers are present, GUEST1 and GUEST2.

ROOKIE allows me to open door with my key and reach inside to turn on lights. I call to GUEST1, asking her to bring my backpack to the door. I retrieve my Travel Document from the backpack and give it back to GUEST1. Officers take Travel Document. I tell GUEST1 repeatedly to call FRIEND1, tell her what was happening, that I was going to jail, and that she could find info on my computer.

Police officers demand I come back down stairs with them, load me back into car and drive me to POLICE STATION.

EPISODE 5 – POLICE STATION

My memory is increasingly cloudy. I am trying to hold on to a single fact, the name of MIROSLAV PAŠEK. I am told to sit on a bench while discussion goes on inside an office near the entry to the building of my case. The officers have my Travel Document with them. ROOKIE1 or ROOKIE2 stands in hallway outside office watching me.

ROOKIE1/2 demands I empty my pockets, take off belt, turn off mobile phone, leave all objects on table opposite holding cell door. I comply. I am led into holding cell. I ask for water and to visit the toilet and am told “soon”.

There is part of a bottle of water in the cell. I drink it and place the empty bottle next to another one in the cell.

I lay down on the bench to rest. I notice my jeans are wet on the back side, presumably from falling on to wet ground at the BAR courtyard. I take off my jeans and lay them on the bench to dry, and lay down again. A passing officer tells me I must put my jeans back on. I refuse, telling him they are wet. He says that I must, since other people are passing by the open-bar door of the cell. “Prežijú,” I tell him – “They will survive.” He goes away.

After some time I am led out of the cell into an office. A male officer with short dark hair and a black laptop computer wants to interview me. He is assisted by another officer, female with long blonde curly hair. I answer a few basic questions. Female officer asks me for my mother’s name. I tell her. She doesn’t understand, asks me to write it down. I ask her if I may have paper and pen to make notes. She refuses. I refuse to write anything unless I can take my own notes. Eventually she relents and writes down my parents’ names herself with spelling assistance from me.

The male interrogator is asking a series of questions about the events of the evening. He asks why I took the photograph of BARTENDER. I state that I don’t want to answer. I am told that I must answer. I tell the officers that I’m not going to answer any more questions without an interpreter and an attorney.

During interrogation I state that I was beaten by police at BAR courtyard. Police officers are impassive.

During interrogation CURLY appears at the door to the room. When I turn to look at him he turns away before I can view his name badge, while he looks me in the eyes.

I am taken back to my cell, and lay down again. I am in extreme pain all over the right side of my body. I cannot lay on that side, and moving is painful. I feel extremely cold, and parts of my body are trembling at random.

POTENTIAL OFFENSE: Failure to Report a Crime (two officers)

EPISODE 6 – POLICE STATION

MIROSLAV PAŠEK comes to the door to my cell after a few minutes. MIROSLAV PAŠEK demands that I sit up. I ask why. He says I must obey him. I refuse and lay down. He calls me insulting names and threatens me. I ask if he really wants to do that while on video (camera mounted at back of cell near ceiling) and he snarls. MIROSLAV PAŠEK enters the cell, demands again that I sit up. I ignore him. MIROSLAV PAŠEK grabs my shirt collar and right upper arm with his left hand and attempts to haul me up, loses his grip. MIROSLAV PAŠEK grabs me again, hauls me to my feet, strikes me several times in right side, and on head. I fall to the floor, striking my head on the floor. MIROSLAV PAŠEK demands that I get on the bench and sit. I comply.

CHARGEABLE OFFENSES: Assault and Battery, Abuse of Authority by Public Official (MIROSLAV PAŠEK)

EPISODE 7 – POLICE STATION

An English-speaking police officer who calls himself MARTIN appears at my cell door saying he’s been asked to help me with the interview since my Slovak is not so good.

I ask MARTIN if I’m being charged with anything, and he says no. I ask if I’m free to go, and he says no, I must give a report. I tell him I’m not giving any information without an attorney.

MARTIN goes away and comes back several minutes later. Normally I would give the attorney’s name to them and they would call, because it’s “not like America here”. But they give me my mobile phone. I call FRIEND1, explain situation, ask for help. I turn the mobile phone off and return it to MARTIN, who places it back with my items on the table opposite the cell.

I remain sitting. I am dizzy and in great pain. My head hurts like nothing before. I feel like my temperature is dropping rapidly. I continue to experience tremor in my extremities.

Some time later I stand and go to the cell door. MARTIN sees me, asks if I am all right. I tell him about my symptoms. He asks if I want a doctor. I say yes. He says a doctor will be here shortly. I ask him if there is a rule that I cannot lay down on the bench. He says no. I ask him then if his friend Miro (MIROSLAV PAŠEK) is still here, since he beat me in the cell because I would not sit up. He states that MIROSLAV PAŠEK has left, his shift having ended.

POTENTIAL OFFENSE: Failure to Report a Crime (MARTIN)

EPISODE 8 – POLICE STATION

MARTIN returns to my cell and leads me to another office. Two more senior police officers are there. One is typing something on a typewriter. They ask me a number of questions about answering questions for the report, which I refuse to do. MARTIN interprets. I again state that I was beaten by police officers at BAR, and then by MIROSLAV PAŠEK in the holding cell. They seem incredulous.

POTENTIAL OFFENSE: Failure to Report a Crime (MARTIN, two interrogating officers)

The older officer sitting on the right side of the office at one point says that I can leave if I pay a penalty of €30. I refuse, saying I’m not paying anything.

Two paramedics arrive. One speaks English and asks me about my condition. They decide to recommend that I go to the hospital, and I agree. They fill out and ask me to sign a Patient Agreement. I comply. I demand a copy of what I signed and they refuse, saying “You don’t need that, that’s just for us,” until finally they give me a blank copy of the same document (ATTACHED).

MARTIN tells me that I’m to be released with a “predvolanie” order to appear at the police station at 8am Monday morning (ATTACHED), and that I’ll be taken to the hospital without escort “So it doesn’t seem like you’re a murderer or something.” I agree, and sign an envelope (ATTACHED) indicating my receipt of the predvolanie document.

The paramedics call the ambulance service. There is trouble because I don’t have my insurance card with me and can’t remember the name of the insurance company. The paramedics require €2 in payment for something. I have a five-euro note, which I give them. They don’t have the proper change. They return a €2 coin to me, and I tell them to keep the change. They give me a cash receipt (ATTACHED).

Knowing I’m released, I ask to make a phone call. My phone and other items are given to me. I phone GUEST1 at 8:34AM, who has already left my residence with her friend.

EPISODE 9 – POLICE STATION, Kramáre hospital, RESIDENCE

I go with the ambulance personnel and am taken to the hospital at Kramáre. Female paramedic takes my blood pressure and presumably pulse prior to departure. At the hospital, I am given an intake examination in the emergency room. I am then X-rayed 3 times for the head, twice for the chest. I am given a physical examination by one doctor. I am given an ultrasound examination of the abdomen and lower chest. I am given a second examination of a sort (see below), during which the doctor reviews the X-rays. I am discharged without admission or treatment, with a medical report (ATTACHED).

Between examinations I lay on seats in the hallway and try to sleep. I cannot sleep. The pain in my right side is debilitating, and I continue to experience peripheral tremors.

During the second general examination (largely verbal) in the emergency room, I point out to Dr. Michal Magala that I have a number of cuts, scrapes and bruises that I received while being beaten by the police. I ask that they be examined and noted in the file. Magala tells me that these are “somariny” (“jackassery”), and that I could have gotten them anywhere. I insist that I’m here for a medical examination after being attacked, and want all of my injuries noted in detail. Magala yells at me, again saying these are “somariny”, approaches me threateningly and smashes his left fist into a cabinet between us for emphasis.

My friend FRIEND2 meets me at the hospital and drives me home, where I arrive about 11:20AM, Saturday, 5 September 2009.

Deficiencies in the medical report:

The notation “Homans negat.” indicates that a physical test for indications of deep vein thrombosis was conducted. No such test was conducted.

“bez vytoku krvi genitalu” indicates there was no discharge of blood from the genitals. No questions about this were asked, nor was I ever asked to remove my trousers for the necessary examination.

The report claims that a pelvic palpation examination was conducted. No such examination was conducted.

The report claims that an examination of the legs was conducted. No such examination was conducted.

EPISODE 10 – RESIDENCE – Saturday, 5 September 2009

I take 800mg of ibuprofen, make some phone calls and fall asleep around 12:30, for about sixteen hours. I’m in extreme pain. I cannot lay on my right side, my head hurts, I feel dizzy, moving my chest in any fashion causes great pain. The tremors have ceased. I am terrified, and can’t think clearly.

EPISODE 11 – RESIDENCE – Sunday, 6 September 2009

I begin writing this report, and share early versions with a number of people.

I photograph some of my injuries with my mobile phone camera and a mirror.

A friend comes and photographs my injuries, and takes with him the unwashed clothing I was wearing during the attacks.

I am supposed to give a statement at 8am on Monday. Numerous contacts to lawyers result in failure. All are either not certified for the criminal system, on vacation, don’t speak English, or otherwise unavailable.

I make contact with a court-certified interpreter, and arrange to meet at her flat at 7:30am.

I go to a restaurant to have dinner around 8pm. A friend’s contact calls to give me the number of a qualified lawyer. I arrange with the lawyer that I will phone him at 7:30am, and he will call the police station to exercise my right to postpone the interview until I can have counsel present.

I go home and make phone calls and other arrangements. I cannot sleep. I am terrified, in pain and can’t think clearly. I set five alarms on my mobile phone to awaken me before 6am, and finally get to sleep around 4am.

EPISODE 12 – RESIDENCE, POLICE STATION – Monday, 7 September 2009

I awaken at 10:40, having not heard 5 alarms or a call from FRIEND1 at 8:11am.

I shower, dress, take 800mg of ibuprofen and go to a restaurant to have coffee. I phone the interpreter and ask her to call the lawyer for me, for him to call the police station, apologize for me and to arrange another time. She phones him and calls me back, saying that I should just contact them myself. He doesn’t want to represent me now, because he does not speak English.

I walk to the POLICE STATION, appearing there around 11:45am. Since I have no interpreter, they will arrange one.

While I am waiting, I briefly catch sight of CURLY entering the building. I am terrified.

The police tell me that the interpreter will arrive at 1:00pm. I leave to meet a friend, and show her an early version of this report in hardcopy.

I return to the police station, part with my friend and enter at 1:00pm.

Around 1:15pm the interpreter arrives.

The interviewing officer is the same one who told me to put my jeans back on while in the cell, and who attempted to conduct the interview previously. The interpreter is presumably another police officer, unknown to me previously.

I apologize profusely for being late. The officers seem to accept this.

I ask if I’m being charged with anything. No. But I could be charged with a breach of public order offense, a misdemeanor which carries a €100 fine.

I tell them that I want to move the interview to a time later in the week when I can have counsel present. It’s not clear whether or not this is permitted, but they insist on carrying out the interview now.

The parameters of the interview are set such that I can discuss things with the interpreter at length, and he will then dictate a summary in Slovak to be entered into the report.

I tell them that I am reluctant to give any information, because I was beaten by the police at the scene and while in the holding cell. They seem incredulous and shrug this off.

I tell them I don’t want to file any charges or register any complaints.

I end up signing a “witness statement” of some sort, which contains a very vague description of events, roughly this:

Around 4:00 AM on Saturday, 5 September 2009 I went to BAR. I had a couple of drinks. There was a conflict between me and the bartender. As I left, I could not find my glasses. I called the police. The police arrived and asked me for my ID, but I didn’t understand. The police took me home to retrieve my ID, and then to the police station to file a report. I was released to the hospital for medical treatment.

I was not resisting the police in not providing my ID, there was a misunderstanding.

I sign two copies of the statement, and ask for one copy. I am refused, the interpreter telling me that they are not allowed to give me a copy.

I leave the police station around 2:30pm. I go home, take 800mg of ibuprofen and sleep for six hours.

-         Hans Hermann Hoppe: „Úvod k Etike slobody“ (z knihy „Demokracie, anarchie a omyly ekonomie“)

„... Podobne nemyliteľný je koncept, že by niekto vybavil svojho monopolistického ochrancu trvalým právom zdaňovať. Nikto by nikdy nepodpísal zmluvu, ktorá by umožnila ochrancovi tohto človeka, aby jednostranne určil sumu peňazí, ktorú mu tento človek musí za vlastnú ochranu platiť.

Od dôb Locka sa liberáli snažia vyriešiť tento vnútorný rozpor pomocou „implicitnej“, „tichej“ alebo „konceptuálnej“ zmluvy, kontraktu, konštitučnej zmluvy či ústavy. Všetky tieto krkolomné a zmätené pokusy viedli len ku stále rovnakému a nevyhnutnému záveru: Ospravedlniť existenciu vlády z explicitnej zmluvy medzi vlastníkmi súkromného majetku nie je možné.“

-         Hans Hermann Hoppe: „O omyloch klasického liberalizmu a budúcnosti slobody“ (z knihy „Demokracie, anarchie a omyly ekonomie“)

O ústave aj tu.

Úloha znela jasne. Nájsť spôsob, ako zlikvidovať pirátske rádio, ohrozujúce mravnosť mladých ľudí. No s každou zákernou snahou štátu si chlapíci vedeli poradiť, nepodriadili sa ani umelo schválenému zákonu. Až technický problém ich donútil vypnúť mikrofóny... OK, viac prezrádzať nebudem, pozrite si to. Napríklad koncom októbra, keď by mal film doraziť aj na Slovensko.

Hoci príbeh má určité spojitosti so skutočnosťou, neopisuje udalosti žiadneho konkrétneho rádia. Napriek väčšinovým kritickým hodnoteniam o zbytočnej dĺžke trvania (dve hodiny), či „vymyslenému“ príbehu má táto komédia s viacerými skvostnými momentmi svoju nespornú hodnotu. It rocks!

Jedna z mojich obľúbených pasáží:

Na porade úradníkov

Minister Dormandy: „Pirátska rádiová stanica. Sľúbil som premiérovi, že ju odstavím do 12 mesiacov.“

Podriadený Twatt: „Pane, neporušujú žiadny zákon v súčasnosti.“

Minister: „Ale iste budú. Viete, to je podstata vlády. Ak sa vám niečo nepáči, pripravíte nový zákon, ktorý to učiní nelegálnym.“