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FOR PEACE ... NO, PERHAPS FOR WAR...

Norek GASPARYAN

First, a few lines from an open letter addressed to my opponent


I have said a thousand times, leave us alone, forget us, and change your way when you see us. Do not do this, you will not finish well. I feel pity for you. By the way, let me tell you, you know, you have a very high opinion of yourselves, in my deep conviction, you have a false opinion. And, in general, you talk a lot, you get boring, you pay a lot of attention to your elders, you honor and accept them incomprehensibly. It's a shame. Where the world is, where you are...
For example, if you behave a little better, I want to say, smart, people will think that you have done something wrong and now you have cleared your mind and live in peace, even in areas captured from others. But no, you can hardly understand such ordinary things. The nomad gene is a powerful phenomenon, it will not let understand, the nomad gene lives a new, crazy period of its outbreaks and continues to guide you, control you, subdue you ... Blessed you are! Do you know why? Because you are out of the world. Deserts and steppes have always been and are heavenly lands for you, your cradle, your memory ... just a few years old. I don't want to say that grandfather Artavazd from our village is older than your memory... that is, when grandfather Artavazd from our village was born, you did not exist in that world, can you imagine, I don’t mean you were absent, I mean you did not exist at all. But you see, I don't say anything, you just regret it; don't throw yourselves from door to door, as they say, save yourselves a little. In short, I repeat, forget us; it will be good for you and for us...


Now, I


I will present from the beginning that I do not accept the thought ‘for the sake of something’. It is not only me who must think day and night, in the air, on land and in the water, about peace, only and only about peace. It may be fatigue and boring, and a matter of dignity, after all. It's ridiculous, if I think, my neighbor not. It doesn't suit them, they don't accept peace. To put it mildly, it is forbidden to them, peace is not the abode of the strong. And it is not because our neighbor does not know how to control the desire to come upon us, that there is no game against that neighbor, to put it mildly, that the world is frightened from that neighbor. No, it's because we're too civilized, because of our humanity, never because of our weakness. We know both war and peace. We know that none of this is eternal, that peace is temporary, and that war has hindered us more than war, that when we fought, we did not lose, we lost when we had peace. So whoever whatever says, if we have anything to complain about, we must complain about peace. I think there is no need to turn the pages of history again, it is meaningless, and everything is clear. I heard from grandfather Artavazd again, he used to say, that one night you slept peacefully, a thief and a robber will occupy your house. He said that sleeping was for women. Even if a man sleeps, his eyes must be open. So, even if for the sake of peace, just sleeping with your eyes open, keeping your gun ready, holding the hand of war firmly, the rest is a lie. Again, I will present what Grandpa Artavazd did. So, when the Turkish cattle thieves forgot the place of the village, that man, our Artavazd, had to go to the residence of the president again and say: ‘I made a mistake, comrade president, I was wrong, I am a naive person, I did not imagine, let me take my gun...’


Again, a few lines from the open letter or for conclusion


Let me tell you. Until now, we keep Grandpa Artavazd's gun. It is stronger than a tank, it is stronger than a plane, from the point of view of weapons, take them for toys next to that gun. The sound of its shot alone is enough to empty all your villages for a moment and fill the sea. And, I repeat, I feel sorry for you, if I don't think about you, who will think, I want to say, you will be killed in vain...
Do you need that?