Jan Tomeš

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  • "When I came back [from France], I took it pretty badly and I was depressed for about a fortnight in the Czech Republic. There were signs everywhere, there was nothing in the shops, I didn't even know what to buy. It was shit everywhere - and suddenly you realise when you go back into it that you're living in a really scary hovel. Suddenly you realise that trains squeak terribly when they brake. Suddenly you realise that all the trains have rusty roofs, I hadn't noticed that before. All the time I had my backpack with the Testimonies next to me on the seat, nobody minded or cared. You arrive in Cheb and the station-conductor suddenly shouts at you, how come you have it there, that you should have it up there. All the time nobody cared and suddenly you come here and suddenly you are much more sensitive to things you took for granted and you realize what a shithole you live in, what a 'concentration camp' it is. Everybody is ugly, everybody is envious, everybody is frowning at each other. It was much worse than today. Nowadays, everybody frowns at each other too, but it was a different world then. I would never want to go back there again, ever."

  • "A lot of people believed that the Chartists were really the biggest scoundrels and that Havel was a promiscuous alcoholic and drug addict. And that they roasted their children in the oven at home, toasted them on indulgences and such nonsense, legends. And when I came to the 'house' for the first time when I was 16, my brother had just been arrested, I found out that they were such great people... It was very formative for me, and I found it was a whole different world. Everywhere everybody was somehow competing, trying to put on a front, talking differently at home, differently in public, and everybody was nasty to each other - and there I was suddenly in a place, Robeč, where I used to go afterwards. Where it was a completely different world, different people, completely cool. There you could talk openly. I said to myself that this is where I belong, this is my place."

  • "There were tricks—they told me I had to come with a haircut, or I'd get a lower conduct grade. I wore a turtleneck, my brother trimmed my hair, and I tucked the long strands into the turtleneck. We pulled the hair up and held it in place with a system of threads and clips. I looked like someone from the film The Troops of St. Tropez—they had those odd hairstyles that just covered their ears. And the teacher was completely thrilled: 'You see, Tomeš, when you listen...' She thought she had triumphed. But the next day it didn’t work as well, and by the third day I got tired of it, so I came in with my long hair again, and the whole class had a laugh. And she said: 'You deceived me, Tomeš, you pulled such a trick on me...' When I had the long hair again, I got a grade three in conduct. Those were the kinds of pranks we pulled."

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The regime dragged us into politics when we just wanted to live our own lives

Jan Tomeš at the concert of Pepa Nos in Blansko, 1986
Jan Tomeš at the concert of Pepa Nos in Blansko, 1986
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Jan Tomeš was born on February 2, 1964 in Teplice. Both his parents, Erich and Ilse Tomeš, came from mixed Czech-German marriages. The invasion of the Warsaw Pact troops in 1968 was an interesting spectacle for him as a four-year-old boy. At that time the family lived in Přítkov, where the soldiers went to the local quarry, and they also had a shooting range nearby. It was only later that he found out what the elbow was. Inspired by his older brother Jindřich Tomeš, he grew his hair long in elementary school, which got him into trouble. When his brother was imprisoned in 1980, he was exposed to the underground and the „houses“ of North Bohemia, which put him in the crosshairs of the State Security Service (StB). After returning from prison, his brother managed to emigrate to France, and Jan Tomeš continued to be involved in the North Bohemian underground. In 1989 he managed to visit his brother. In Paris, he visited the editorial office of Svědectví and met Pavel Tigrid and other dissident figures. On his way back to Czechoslovakia he carried a backpack full of exile literature. He did not take part in the events surrounding the Velvet Revolution because he was on a trip to Berlin. He appreciated his new-found freedom, but was also disappointed that the representatives of the communist regime were not held accountable for their actions. In 2024 he was living in Ústí nad Labem.