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The life and death of Ivan Khutorskoy

Yesterday evening, Monday the 16th
of November, 26 year old anti-fascist Ivan “Vanya Kostolom”
Khutorskoy was shot to death at the entrance to his home at
Khabarovsk street in the east side of Moscow; according to some
information with two shots to his head.
Vanya was a great figure in the Russian
anti-fascist movement, and I am sure many people will write down
their memories of him in thedays, months and years to come. But as of
today most of his friends are too angry and too shocked, at the loss
of this friend and comrade.
My first memories of Vanya are from
around 2004, I was running anarchist distro at a concert in R-Club.
By that time I wasn't going to gigs too often, so most of the faces
were unknown to me. It was before the period when after the murder of
Sasha Ryukhin when Moscow hardcore went completely underground. Thus
the concert was openly announced, and you could not be sure who was
around. So I was a bit wary of the skinhead crowd, especially this
one big guy. But there was no reason to worry, Vanya being there was
actually the best guarantee that any trouble would be handled.
I do not know where Vanya got his
nickname “Kostolom”, “Bonecrusher”. Maybe it was some kind of
joke, as it is hard to imagine a more friendly and humorous guy than
Vanya.
Last time I
saw Vanya was at the “No surrender” mixed martial arts
tournament, organised on the 10th of October this year in
Moscow. The tournament was organised in memory of another murdered
anti-fascist, Fyodor Filatov. Vanya was the referee, as seen in the
photo above. Vanya was well-trained in Sambo, a martial arts
developed in Soviet Union which is still popular in the region. He
he had some success in tournaments and he achieved the degree of
Candidate for Master of Sports of Russia. He also competed in
arm-wrestling. This was one of the reasons that made him especially
feared and hated among Nazis, since they attempt to picture their
enemies as weak alcoholics and junkies. Few Nazis could match up to
Vanya in a fair fight, this is why they attacked him with
razorblades, screwdrivers and knives, and when even that did not work
out, with a gun.
Before that my last meeting with him
was outside the Ska-P concert last May. None of my friends had enough
money to pay 30 euros for a concert of Spanish ska-punkers, but we
decided to give out free anti-fascist papers outside. After all, on
the concert poster the group was in anti-fascist t-shirts – not a
big thing in Spain, but something for which a musician may have to
pay with his life in Moscow. Thus handing stuff outside was not any
worse than leafletting random people at the street. Vanya and a
number of other people were asked to cover us.
The reaction of semi-yuppie clubbers
and punks to our papers was mixed – obviously many were there just
to party. Then a phonecall – another group of comrades was in a
trouble few kilometers south, followed by a larger mob of Nazis. Our
cover had to move to clear things out. I had no plans for a fight
that evening, but I had little choice – having distributed
anti-fascist papers to hundreds of people, going wandering around
afterwards alone could easily end up with 5 inches of steel between
my ribs. So I had to stick with the crew.
We met with the other mob and
regrouped. Vanya warned about not attacking as soon as Nazis were in
sight due to the fact that they would figure out that they were
outnumbered and just run away and never get caught. But people could
not hold themselves back. 100+ meters was way too much distance to
close the gap, Nazis ran to alleys and jumped over some fences, no
one was caught. I was in bad shape so I could not run as fast as the
rest, Vanya simply didn't run because he knew it was pointless. So we
were left behind the mob with some girls who avoided being in the
frontline, and together we took a look around if any Nazis had hidden
in an alley to our side.
Later that evening, another regroup –
some asses kicked, some more missed opportunities. But it would be
pointless to tell all these stories – while I was an unusual guest,
for Vanya beating up Nazis was as routine as waking up in the
morning. To tell one of these stories would be to tell nothing, as
there are hundreds of them.
Vanya was a common face in the punk
scene since the beginning of the century. Anti-antifa websites have
large galleries of him, the oldest photos with a mohawk hairstyle. He
was not in the first Moscow Antifa generation which got together
around spring of 2002, but when he joined up in 2003-2004 he stayed
for good.
Sometimes, after such tragedies, there
is a kind of sad body-snatching match going on where everyone wants
to claim a dead hero – that was the case for example with Stanislav
Markelov, who, while still alive was a prankster who told to
anarchists that he was a social-democrat, and to trotskists and
stalinists that he was an anarchist, just to frustrate everyone.
With Vanya, any such post-mortem claims
would be a misrepresentation any way you look at it, as every clique
and crew in the scene considered him one of their own, and he was
respected and loved by absolutely everyone. Vanya considered himself
a RASH skinhead, which did not hold back the apolitical and patriotic
Moscow Trojan Skinheads from considering him as one of them.
Anarchists of course considered Vanya one of the anarchists, and it
is true that Vanya had an anti-authoritarian and social position and
was always ready to provide security for anarchists events. But he
did not live for activism – he lived for the streets and for punk
rock.
He
was as sharp as a razorblade, and he finished his juridical studies
at the Russian State Social University with a “red diploma”, that
is a diploma “with excellence” given to students in the region of
the former Soviet Union who have almost exclusively the best possible
grades. As there are few people with juridical studies in the scene,
I had some hopes that Vanya would join the ranks of the activist
lawyers when he would retire from street fighting one day – even
before he was murdered, Stas Markelov was overhelmed with legal
cases from our movement and had trouble in dealing with them alone.
Vanya and Stas knew each other well, and Vanya also provided security
to some press-conferences held by Stas. Most recently Vanya worked
as a lawyer in “Deti ulitsy”-center (“Children of the street”),
which works with street children and other children with
difficulties.
Of course people now ask why he went to
his flat that evening, although his address was posted all around in
the Nazi websites. Vanya often stayed in other places. Maybe he had
some important business with his family, maybe he just spit in the
face of death, having survived so many attempts on is life.
Vanya was jumped the first time in 2005
and his head was cut with a razorblade. This incident was recorded
with a CCTV camera and used in a TV documentary of NTV channel, which
is available online here:
http://rutube.ru/tracks/663741.html?v=242f56ae5e0dca6e5c9d77cc8558fb5d
. Next time, in the autumn of the same year, they attempted kill him
– his neck was punctured 6 times with a sharpened screwdriver,
which is a popular weapon among Russian Nazis as it punctures deeper
than a knife. Any of these strikes could have been lethal, but
miraculously none of them hit arteries and he survived. This incident
was also recorded to a CCTV camera, but cops had little interest in
investigatingand they didn't even check the recording! It took more
than half a year for Vanya to fully recover from this attack.
In January of this year, Vanya was
stabbed in his stomach during a street fight, this wound was almost
lethal as well but he survived. And now, when everything else failed,
Nazis decided to use guns – they finally succeeded. .
S2W
Vanya's father died a few years ago, he
is by his mother and his sister. Donations to support friends and
family with funeral costs are welcome, you may use Yandex-money
account 41001411894609, or in case you do not know what that is, you
may donate through ABC-Moscow: http://www.avtonom.org/donate.
But in this case write to ABC-Moscow about your plans (abc-msk AT
riseup DOT net, and also indicate in transfer that it is “for
Kostolom friends and family”.
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