What happened on April 10, 2010, changed us forever.
But it never should have happened. There should never be a situation where the head of the state, a crucial part of the most crucial politicians in Poland and the commander of the highest level fly 1 passenger aircraft, in addition to being well-used. There should never be an effort to land forced on pilots, contrary to all art rules, procedures and common sense. Never should political perceptions of decision-makers be more crucial than the safety procedures adopted. This full thing should never have happened.
And yet it happened. 1 can say today: it is unusual that only then. Finally, after the Georgian charge, it was Lech Kaczyński's second approach to entering with a past card tap.
88 passengers and 8 crew members were killed at the site, but this is not the end. In fact, we're all victims of the Smolensk disaster. If the presidential Tu-154 had not crashed, Lech Kaczyński would have competed in the 2010 presidential election and would have most likely lost them. Law and Justice, without Smolensk fuel, would drift evenly and sooner or later share the destiny of the Centre's Agreement.
Instead, we received a curiosistic quasi-religious – Smolenian cult, with our priests, rituals and holy martyr. Hatred, which besides lit our hearts without it, became the main driver of Polish politics for the next twelve years. alternatively of directing the energy to build the future, we plunged into a chocholic ritual dance, tribal war. A totally unproductive war.
Maintaining the story of the Smolensk assassination became a goal for the PiS itself. Without it, Jarosław Kaczyński would deficiency the founding story and political fuel. Therefore, even the most absurd, curiosity and detached theories were served to us with full seriousness and stubbornness worthy of a better cause. There were no specified preposterous or wicked acts that could not be justified in the name of the Smolenian religion. Borders were neither decency nor law.
But the another side was not blameless. The painting was a vulgar fat playing its obscene performances on the streets of Polish cities. And embarrassing, nothing to bring in celebrities, falling into a disgusting brawl over coffins.
Smolensk must be remembered. However, it is not about the “attack” but about the national trauma. About an event that made us worse people. Or possibly it just showed us who we truly are.
Przemysław Piasta
