GENERAL BAGHMANYAN RUNS OVER THE VILLAGE OF VAHAN
Edik Baghdasaryan
Hetq Online
September 17, 2007
Armenia
General Haykaz Baghmanyan has been involved in a series of scandals
throughout the years. Numerous stories have been published in the
newspapers, but to no avail; the general’s affairs only improved, his
business flourished. His military commander’s jeep can be seen almost
every day parked near different cafes and restaurants in Yerevan,
or near the petrol station he owns.
He also finds enough time to lead a corps of the Armenian Army. The
following is a section of a letter sent to Hetq by 275 residents of
the village of Vahan in the Gegharkunik Province.
"During the military conflict of 1992 to 1994, the people of Vahan,
ignoring dangers and suffering, courageously defended the borders of
our homeland.
During these hard times, no one from Vahan left the village and the
school never suspended classes. The enemy did not advance a single
step towards Vahan. All of the people of Vahan participated in the
defense of the homeland. Seventeen were killed, and several dozen
were wounded, some of whom are permanently disabled.
"There are currently two army bases located in the former Krasnoselsk
region. On his visits to the base, General Baghmanyan is always
accompanied by an entourage of several jeeps and a dozen bodyguards,
spreading terror amongst the local population. His entourage frequently
clash with the local people, disregarding, humiliating, and violating
people’s dignity and self-respect. August 30 is a day of mourning
for the people of Vahan. This year as every year, the villagers
commemorated the death of four young men who died on August 30,
1992. At about 20:30 that day General Baghmanyan’s entourage was
returning from the army base, and halfway along the four-kilometer
Vahan-Jambarak road, intentionally shone the headlights of their
powereful car in an attempt to blind the driver of the oncoming VAZ
2106, who stopped his car in order not to plunge into the gorge. At
that point, one of the jeeps hit the car with its rear end, in order to
knock it into the canyon. The Vahan boys got out of the car and asked
the bodyguards why they had stopped the car. The bodyguards started to
swear using vulgar, street expressions and beat the boys. During that
time another car containing Vahan villagers approached the scene of
the incident. They tried to ask why the bodyguards were beating the
boys. In reply, the bodyguards started shooting at the boys using
different types of guns. Fortunately, the boys escaped, aided by
darkness. Alarmed by the gunfire, the nearby residents panicked.
The enraged bodyguards started to smash the cars of the Vahan
residents. It was only a matter of chance that no one was killed in
the fire from their assault rifles. One of the injured young men was
the son of Grigor Chagharyan, the first person from our region to
die in the war. Grigor was killed on October 18, 1990 by the bullet
of a Turk; his son could have been killed by the bullet of a General
in the Armenian Army.
At Baghmanyan’s order two young men were taken to the nearby army
base, where they were cruelly beaten in the commander’s office. As
a result of the incident, three people from Vahan were taken to the
Chambarak Hospital with various injuries."
This letter has been delivered to Prime Minister Serge Sargsyan,
in the hope that he will "appropriately assess the incident and
that the guilty will receive proportionate punishment, so that in
the future such incidents won’t happen again. Our plea is from all
residents of Vahan." This letter from Vahan is with the government,
and General Haykaz Baghmanyan is now in Yerevan. After reading the
letter the prime minister might call him. But will that accomplish
anything? Rest assured that it won’t. For the sake of the general, the
entire village of 275 people could be deported. What is their value
to this country? That village with all its assets put together isn’t
worth one of the general’s jeeps. So, people of Vahan, take back your
letter, before General Baghmanyan brings more trouble to your village.