Svetlana Alexievich. War doesn't have a woman's face. (№ 405163)

Sometimes I hear: how much can you write about the war? Yes, I thought that the knowledge with which I fill my notebooks, load my soul, is hard and unbearable for a person. We, living in such an improved technical age that we are threatened not by one of the wars similar to those known to mankind, but by an ecological catastrophe, there is still the hope that the most powerful weapon, the most invincible is human memory. Memory! But how complex, how tangled her lines, her drawings! - I am more and more convinced with each day of the search. Much more complicated than the drawings of the hellish machine itself, which was invented or wants to be invented in order to kill not hundreds, not thousands, but millions of people at once, and together with them their memory, this immaterial matter, without which we, people, would cease to be people. How to catch it, to materialize it in the word?