For Anna
Politkovskaya, Russia was a grim country—a "managed democracy"
governed by brutal leaders and craven bureaucrats, policed by violent and
extortionist security services, and reported on only by "servants of the
Presidential Administration." Her crusading, obsessive journalism made her
many enemies, not least inside the Kremlin; she endured beatings, poisoning,
and a mock execution; but she did not back down. Murdered in 2006, her killers
never found, Politkovskaya lives on in Is
Journalism Worth Dying For?, a collection of her "final dispatches."
Politkovskaya's greatest
and most dangerous work was done in Chechnya, the functionally lawless region which
foreign and even Russian journalists refused to enter, but to which she
returned more than two dozen times. It is a terrifying place, where anarchic
paramilitaries roam the streets with Berettas, politicians hit up citizens for
cash, and opponents of the regime are abducted and thrown into jail cells dug
into the ground, if they're not killed with impunity. And there is
characteristically fearless reporting on the 2002 siege of a Moscow theater by
Chechen terrorists, during which Politkovskaya attempted to negotiate with the
militants to release hundreds of hostages before Russian authorities gassed the
theater, killing at least 130 people. Politkovskaya argues that federal
security services abetted the terrorists, a claim backed up with evidence from the
former spy Alexander Litvinenko—who was himself murdered a few months after
Politkovskaya, poisoned with polonium at a London sushi joint.
Not
all of Politkovskaya's dispatches make such forbidding reading; there are
easier reports from Paris and Sydney, and even a long and surprisingly tender
essay on her dog. But her enduring importance derives from her refusal to
capitulate despite seemingly unbearable pressure—and, even more basically, her
commitment to rigorous on-the-ground reporting when journalists, even when not
faced with official intimidation, spend more time with PR flacks than sources
and victims. Upon her death, Lech Walesa mourned her as "a sentinel for truth," and Condoleezza Rice called her "a heroine
of mine"; for the New York Times,
she stood as "a symbol of what Russia has become." Only Ramzan
Kadyrov, the Kremlin-installed gangster president of Chechnya and a key suspect
in her murder, was unmoved. "I was not bothered in the slightest by what
she wrote," he insisted, "and I have never lowered myself to trying
to settle scores with women."
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