The Final Statement

‘…when telling the staff at the refugee camp about my former service, I hoped to find at least common sense and, at most – justice. But now I am afraid. I am afraid, gentlemen. But not of justice. I am afraid that here, in this courtroom, I may find neither.’

To avoid problems with the law, one must not break it. This is simple, clear logic that everyone follows. It is also the logic I followed. Yet this trial says the opposite. I, without violating the laws of the Russian Federation, found myself in the defendant’s dock.

To understand this, put yourselves in my place.

I, just like you, lived in my hometown. Just like you, I served the state. Just like you, I was a law-abiding citizen. It so happened that my hometown, or yours, was occupied. I, or you, were taken prisoner, and six months or a year later a law was written that defined my, or your, former service before discharge as a crime against humanity retroactively.

So how would you feel in my place? How can one comply with a law that has not yet been written? What is left for me to say? For my part, I did everything possible.

First of all, I did nothing criminal. Neither during my service nor afterwards. Including during the period in February 2022 that was particularly favourable for such accusations. The very fact of my service, my former service, is not a crime.

And to make sure of this, it is enough to look at the laws, the Constitution, and the list of terrorist organisations of the Russian Federation that was in force during my service.

I left the service long before it was labelled criminal retroactively. This, in turn, shows that my service was not criminal in essence, in intent, or under the laws of the Russian Federation.

And ultimately, I disclosed my former service despite the danger and the risk. What would you have done in my place? And what should any law-abiding citizen have done? Nothing other than to act in accordance with the law.

Exactly as I did when I informed the staff at the refugee camp about my former service, I hoped to find at least common sense and, at most–justice.

But now I am afraid. I am afraid, gentlemen. But not of justice. I am afraid that here, in this courtroom, I may find neither.

5 March 2025.
Southern District Military Court, Rostov-on-Don, Russia.

Source: Mediazona.
More details about the case: Memorial.
Photo: Aleksandra Astakhova / Mediazona.