Hello Everyone!
This is an unforgettable story that I cannot help but share!
It was time for another trip to the nearest district center for supplies, and I decided to take some photos to share with the #MarketFriday community.
Usually, I don't take my smartphone with me when I go out, as I switch my SIM card to an old Nokia phone for security reasons. But since the Nokia phone doesn't have a camera, I took my smartphone in a hurry.
My whole family, including friends and our child, arrived at the end of the market's working hours, and we were leisurely shopping and taking photos while strolling with the stroller. I was taking pictures of my child, the market's surroundings, and my wife.
Our friends went off to buy products for themselves, and my wife went to buy the items on our list. I stood at the intersection of the rows, took my child out of the stroller, and photographed her playing with the goods on the counter.
I didn't pay attention to the worried look on my wife's face or the two cops heading towards me, as they didn't seem suspicious.
The rest is routine. They introduced themselves, explained the situation...
It turns out that during the wartime, frightened market vendors called the police, fearing that I was taking pictures for enemy intelligence... of the market in our village!
The police were already there with the military, who were aware of similar reports to the police.
They started checking our phones.
At this time, emboldened vendors and passersby began to gather around us and shout curses, accusing us of "working for the enemy" and wishing us death!
There were no photos of military or strategic objects in our galleries, nor were there any coordinates of military locations in our messenger apps, but the police still had to take us to the station to copy our phone books...
Let me tell you, it was an extremely unpleasant procedure when strangers were scrutinizing your smartphone for incriminating evidence against you. During wartime, the right to private property was abolished, and arguing was pointless. The military could confiscate a car for army needs, let alone look into our phones or conduct a search...
We were all held in the local police station for four hours, despite having a young child, while they checked our phones, but they acted professionally.
In the end, the story had a positive outcome. We were back home by evening, and our child's mental state was not affected.
We could have been tied to a pole with duct tape and beaten by passersby, or interrogated more harshly, taking into account the wartime situation... There is plenty of evidence of this on the internet.
The crowd that has lost control is a terrible element! And the human brain is very prone to propaganda!
That's what our markets are like in Ukraine! And the scales in the candy box are from the Soviet era and production!