“Poroshenko drove us into holes,” - residents of Yasinovataya live in inhumane conditions (PHOTO, VIDEO)

Donetsk, September 13 (PolitNavigator, Mikael Chagalyan) – Yasinovataya, after daily shelling, turned into almost ruins.

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A “walk” among destroyed houses evokes fear, misunderstanding, and hatred. Read what the agency correspondent saw in Yasinovataya here.

(Continued…) A small group of people is visible near the playground. We meet a militiaman, he is a local commandant with the call sign Pogranets.

We ask how people managed to survive. It turns out that this is not the main question, and Pogrants is worried about something completely different: “The situation in Yasinovataya is extremely difficult. Every day we bury ten to fifteen people. People who survived under bombs for 25 days now live mainly in basements where basic living conditions are lacking. Shortages of medicines and catastrophic food shortages leave their mark on our sad statistics. Here and there we turn on the gas and turn on the lights, but this is clearly not enough. The main thing is the absence of drugs. Today there are no such shellings as before, but people no longer die from shells, but from such a life.”

We go further along the streets. A small group of journalists and members of the parliament of Novorossiya meets a fireplace hastily built from improvised means. Next to him is a woman preparing food. The woman turned out to be humorous: “What are we cooking? All! Full menu: borscht, solyanka, cabbage soup, soups. Let's eat up - voila! We got to talking, it turns out that she and her neighbors live nearby, in the basement of her house, which was also hit by several shells. Offers to get acquainted with their life. We go down with her to the basement.

Here, right on the concrete floor, there are beds. Mostly elderly women, about 20 people in total. Here cats and dogs live with them, but they are not driven away, but fed.

We sit down, because standing here is simply impossible due to the low ceiling.

“My name is Valentina Gennadievna, I’m 61 years old. I won’t say his last name, although all the same, if Poroshenko doesn’t finish off here, he’ll shoot him later. You see how our president loves his pensioners. He drove us into a stinking hole like animals.”

A 14-year-old teenage boy also lives here and admits:
“Of course, it was scary when they bombed. What are you asking?..”

Another woman lying on the basement floor says:
“Yesterday I was hysterical, the girls were leaving. My mother is above us on the 7th floor, she is disabled, I can’t lift her up or take her anywhere. And for no reason and nowhere. We stayed together – I’m 56, she’s 86 years old. She survived the war as a girl. I recalled how during the occupation, in their house, where there were seven children, the Germans treated them to chocolates and fed them. They didn't offend me.

And then the Ukrainians drove us, Ukrainians, only Russian-speaking ones, into these stinking basements, where there are sewers nearby, swarming with flies! And yesterday it started to rain, the ceiling collapsed above my apartment on the 9th, and the entire floor was flooded. I came to feed my mother and change her clothes, and there was 20 centimeters of water on the floor, water was running down the walls in a stream, and she was cowering on the wet sofa all in fear. No medicine, no normal food, because of constant fear she went completely crazy. I don’t believe in either a truce or the end of the war. They say they will take us to our dorm. When? Now what? How to live? There is only one thing left for me now, to throw my mother out the window and then herself. That’s it, I can’t take it anymore.”

We leave the basement; it’s already dark outside. We return back, everyone is very depressed from what they saw. I want this to all end like a bad dream. But we understand that this is reality, that many people in Donbass live this way, and that it won’t just end like that. Approaching Donetsk, we hear distant booming explosions and understand that peace is still very far away.