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Some of the things that happened were textbooks impossible ... Mykola Horbal returned to Ukraine almost before the 1990 elections, and although the UHS leadership insisted that he run for the Verkhovna Rada, there was no time to complete all the documents. so he ran for Kyiv City Council. We were happy to help the family as much as we could. And we could do little at that time - to campaign on the street for the candidate. We called this and similar activities in the family "extremists", mocking the fact that UHS was a dangerous manifestation of extremism and nationalism for the authorities. The "propaganda" looked simple - cardboard the size of a Whatman or half. It has photos of the candidate pasted on it - usually in black and white. Name, surname and biography are written next to it. This is the "basic set". There could be more articles from newspapers - mostly self-published, but there was also a shortage of this type of printing. The main tool was the living word. My colleague, quite far from politics, but interested in such a new phenomenon as such "extremists", asked me for one of these "extremists" in the subway in front of the metro "Central Stadium". At the time, it was a dull piece of street or room, with drafts, not very crowded if nothing was happening in the stadium. And given the fact that it was winter, nothing happened there. There were four of us - besides me and my colleague there was one of my colleagues from UHS, and Mr. Mykola Horbal approached, who moved between such "agitators", because, as a man of high morals, he always considered it bad if someone "advertised" him on the street. cold, and he at this time will be somewhere to "rest" in the heat. My co-worker was a little skeptical of my stories about KGB antics, provocations, etc., saying that maybe it was once, but now it is "perestroika and acceleration." So we stood quietly when a man, quite young, 30 years old, approached our "stand" and said - Oh! Is this the same Horbal who was behind the rape? Mr. Mykola immediately picked himself up and said in his gentle, quiet, calm voice, "Yes, this is Horbal, who was convicted of rape." And how, sir, do you know that? He did not recognize in the man to whom he stood modestly next to the stand, "the same Horbal" (what a shame for a kegebist!) And said - And I was the secretary in court on this case. - Your lie - says Mr. Nicholas - I remember the secretary (and calls his name), and I do not remember you, because I am "the same Horbal." - The guy jumped up, looks at the photo - at Mr. Mykola - oh! Then he says - I was present at the meeting. - And so the gentleman from the KGB! - exclaims Mr. Mykola - Because then only people from the "office" could attend the meeting, which was closed, and looking at you - I see that you are a young man, that is, you could probably be a cadet of the KGB school, which, incidentally , was at that time nearby, on Krasnoarmeyskaya), which at that time was brought to such meetings especially "for education". It is so? - The guy muttered something and disappeared. We stood as in the final scene of the "Inspector". Still not believing, my co-worker asked - was he a provocateur? - We laughed, she laughed too. This is how life brought up those who doubted.