The Day I Met Methuselah

Memory of the nation - pamet naroda

On my way home I overtook that old man who was walking at quite a remarkable speed. Then I noticed his shirt. It says “paměť národa”, literally: “Memory of the nation”. It clearly refers to a project that seeks to collect and preserve evidence of Czech dark times.

I felt amused that I almost bumped into the live Methuselah, with a tongue-in-cheek message to his fellow citizens.

Or was it a warning? Also the memories of nations need to be refreshed from time to time.

Or perhaps there is another, totally simple explanation: That man just returned from a running competition that took place that same day and where people ran in support of “paměť národa”.

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