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A widely shared sentiment in Voices from Chernobyl is the notion that the Chernobyl disaster fundamentally altered the world—both the physical world and individuals’ subjective experience of it—in unprecedented and incomprehensible ways. The elderly village peasants were well acquainted with pain and suffering, having survived Stalinist terror and world war, but knew nothing of radiation. Their lives were defined by agricultural labor and the relationship to land, and their rural isolation mostly insulated them from concern about external affairs. As liquidator Aleksandr Kudryagin puts it, “They don’t have anything to do with the tsar, with the government—with space ships and nuclear power plants, with meetings in the capital” (189). The disaster brought that outside world with its fantastical technology into their very homes, and the containment and decontamination measures—“bury[ing] earth in earth” (171)—transformed familiar pastoral landscapes into a surreal terrain of “not-earth.” Kudryagin notes, “They couldn’t believe that they were now living in a different world, the world of Chernobyl. They hadn’t gone anywhere. People died of shock” (189). The idea that mysterious and invisible forces had permanently poisoned the land and all its fruits was unfathomable. When liquidators confiscated milk and buried crops, Kudryagin recognizes, they were “annull[ing] their labor, the ancient meaning of their lives” (189). A life without potatoes to harvest and cows to milk made no sense, nor did a world in which nature itself—soil, rain, forests—had become toxic.
The younger, professional town-dwellers may have known more about radiation, but they too had no frame of reference for a disaster that could instantly poison their bodies and everything around them. They’d never read about anything like it in books or seen anything on film. As cameraman Sergei Gurin puts it, “[T]he definitions were too abstract for us to understand: ‘in several generations,’ ‘forever,’ ‘nothing’” (115). A military battle with “thousands dead, that was something [one] could understand” (115), whereas an invisible force that alters bodies on a molecular level wasn’t. Because of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, even atomic war was imaginable, albeit horrifying, notes journalist Anatoly Shimanskiy, but “what happened to us didn’t fit into my consciousness. You feel how some completely unseen thing can enter and then destroy the whole world, can crawl in and enter you” (127). The health impacts of radiation were particularly disturbing for women of child-bearing age because of greatly increased rates of birth defects. As young mother Larisa Z. puts it, “I didn’t know that we weren’t allowed to love here” (86). However, the disaster also altered survivors’ sense of self, transforming them, in their own eyes and those of outsiders, into “Chernobylites”: a separate “nation” defined by the unprecedented experience of living through nuclear disaster. They describe themselves as “the raw materials for a scientific experiment” (125) or “black boxes […] recording information” (151). In other words, while this newly forged identity clearly marked them as “a separate people” (126), they realized that its full nature would be revealed only over time.
For people who participated in or witnessed the grueling, months-long labor of containment and decontamination—and for their loved ones—a key question voiced or implied in the monologues is why the liquidators accepted their life-threatening lot so calmly and passively. Many speakers offer the same explanation: Decades of shared suffering, Communist indoctrination, and state surveillance and repression had conditioned them to obey orders unquestioningly and to willingly sacrifice their own interests for the greater good. According to chemical engineer Ivan Zhyvkov, “[N]obody complained. If we had to do it, we had to do it. The motherland called and we went. That’s just how we are” (160). This ethic helped the Soviets defeat fascism in World War II, and it came to define the Soviet mindset. Likewise, in Chernobyl, the bravery of liquidators and “biorobots” limited radiation exposure and prevented the disaster from escalating to globally catastrophic proportions. A schoolteacher recalls complying placidly with orders for the teachers to dig up contaminated soil, because although it felt oppressive, it was a “necessary task.” After all, this was what she’d taught her students: “To go, throw yourself on the fire, defend, sacrifice. The literature I taught wasn’t about life, it was about war” (144). Bravery came naturally to Soviet people, she suggests, because “we always lived in terror, we know how to live in terror, it’s our natural habitat. In this our people have no peers” (145).
Of course, this perpetual terror was a product not only of war but of terrorist violence perpetrated by the state on its own citizens. Stalinism ingrained in its survivors the habits of secrecy and unquestioning obedience to superiors. As nuclear engineer Marat Kokhanov explains, “[W]e kept quiet and carried out our orders without a murmur because of Party discipline. I was a Communist” (167). Collective farm directors sent workers to harvest contaminated crops because central planners hadn’t changed their output quotas. This extreme deference to hierarchy complicated the disaster response and facilitated the official cover-up, needlessly increasing radiation exposure for millions of citizens. However, several speakers say Chernobyl altered their mindset in this regard, as the regime’s mendacity on matters of life and death dispelled any lingering shreds of faith in government authority. One liquidator reports quitting the Communist Party three years later, a potentially life-altering move that could subject him to political persecution and certainly reduce his prospects for employment and advancement: “I became free in the Zone. Chernobyl blew my mind” (69). However painful it may be, disillusionment liberated him from the compliant mindset born of authoritarian conditioning.
Along with shared suffering, the Soviet capacity for self-sacrifice was rooted in an anti-individualism cultivated by Communist ideology, military-style discipline, and the lived experience of collectivization. Gurin recalls, “As far back as I can remember, my father wore military clothing, though he wasn’t in the military. Thinking about money was bourgeois, thinking about your own life was unpatriotic” (113). Collectivism inspired selflessness among many ordinary Soviet citizens, but within the leadership it also fostered indifference to individual human suffering. Nuclear engineer Vasily Nesterenko notes, “We’re still Stalin’s country, you know. It was a country of authority, not people. The State always came first, and the value of a human life was zero” (213). In this regard, too, the sense of profound betrayal by the government changed the mental habits of some speakers, prompting them to take more responsibility for their own decisions and prioritize their own well-being over purported collective good.
In the Stalinist command economy, managers perpetually cut corners and falsified records to comply with central planners’ unrealistic quotas and deadlines, and avoiding personal responsibility for failure was of paramount importance. The testimonies in Voices from Chernobyl illuminate two dysfunctional consequences of this system: chronic shortages of basic consumer goods and substandard output.
Shortages were an accepted, if highly inconvenient, fact of life for nonelite Soviet citizens. Villagers recall that, before the disaster, the chief significance of living near a nuclear plant was that the stores were much better stocked than in other rural areas. Liquidators recall drinking cleaning products and anything they could get their hands on when the vodka ran out. Valentina Panasevich recalls “running to the stores buying presents for the doctors, boxes of chocolates, imported liqueurs […] some souffle cake or French perfume.” Doctors and nurses happily accepted these bribes because “[i]n those times you couldn’t get that stuff without knowing someone, it was all under the counter” (229). Essential goods became increasingly scarce. Journalist Shimanskiy recalls, “There was a month when you could buy dosimeters, and then they disappeared” (129). Y. A. Brovkin notes that potassium iodide was unavailable in the pharmacies and that to obtain it, “[y]ou had to really know someone” (89). If liquidators weren’t issued protective gear, it was because such gear was lacking. Several speakers describe widespread theft in the disaster’s aftermath, as looters removed all manner of contaminated items from the Zone to sell on the black market. As a soldier puts it, “They transported the Zone back here. You can find it at the markets, the pawn shops, at people’s dachas” (79). Moreover, it wasn’t just black-marketeers who sold contaminated goods to unsuspecting customers; government officials did as well. A hunter reports, “They shipped the cattle to Russia from Belarus and sold it. Meanwhile the heifers were leukemic. But they gave discounts on those” (103). These actions may have reflected a cynical disregard for the well-being of ordinary citizens, but the officials also knew that in the Soviet Union, the only alternative to contaminated food might well be famine.
Sergei Sobolev’s English journalist was shocked to discover that contaminated trees were buried in “ordinary ditches,” but Soviet citizens were more likely to regard such dereliction of duty as “just your average Russian chaos” (94). The combination of low wages and guaranteed employment sapped many workers’ motivation to perform; a Soviet joke was that they pretended to work and employers pretended to pay them. Thus, liquidators matter-of-factly describe gross violations of safety standards in the burial of radioactive materials. The doctor who considered shoddy workmanship a likelier cause of the explosion than Western terrorism notes that someone once told her “about the building of the Smolensk nuclear plant: how much cement, boards, nails, and sand was stolen from the construction site and sold to neighboring villages. In exchange for money, for a bottle of vodka” (149). She knows that the construction and operation of the Chernobyl plant were almost certainly plagued by similar problems, which pervaded the entire Soviet economy.



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