Garo Armenian
Translated by Rupen Janbazian
While the capital city shuts off the lights and prepares for sleep in
its endless bliss of naive trust, an invisible monster lurks the city
streets. It travels from avenue to avenue and from city square to city
square targeting all that still stands witness to our collective memory.
And so, you wake up one morning to the sudden realization that your
fate has already been sealed. You wake up and discover that you no
longer have history. Someone has hijacked the soul of your city. Someone
has stolen a piece of your collective identity.
The tragedy is that there seems to be no force that can stop this
monster. There seems to be nothing that can control its evil appetite.
What’s next, Mr. President? What is the next target of this
insatiable monster? What historic landmark will it target next? We know
that these targets are commonly referred to as “objects” (օբիեկտ)
by the city bureaucrats. We also know that these objects have a soul
and are meant to reverberate in the consciousness of generations to come
as a living part of our national heritage. Which one of the remaining
treasures will be the next victim? And who is this monster anyway that
the state has, so far, been unable to subdue?
"The Armenian Weekly," August 20, 2015
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