Jiří Olt

* 1955

  • "The story that when my daughter was born and she was, I don't know, a couple of months old, maybe two or three months old, we lived in a room on Kubánské Square, unwelcome, I mean, with her mother. And suddenly someone rang the bell, thank God I was at home, I opened the door and there were two State Security men, their shoes were already off. I said, 'What's up?' And they said, 'Well, we're going to have a chat with you and this and that.' I said, 'Well, there's no way you're going anywhere, put your shoes back on.' And the one guy was like, 'Well, we're just basically here to tell you not to think that the child is your child.' So that was the biggest shock to me at the time, that they were implying that I shouldn't think that because I had a child that somehow I had won. On the other hand, that they could actually take the baby away from me at any time somehow and stuff like that."

  • "I kept going there, and now I would lie, I don't know if it was a month later or two months later, there was an event that they actually had the people's militia come and report that they had to leave the house. They said they weren't going to leave it, and they gave themselves the excuse that there was going to be a bus terminal, a turn around. I arrived there - and suddenly the People's Militia were there. So we started packing up the worst things, that we would leave, that we would somehow sort it out, to Vernéřovice, where they offered them a flat. When we were still there, they had the little boy, so we moved there, and they flew in. And it was so much fun, they came in there and they had hammers and pickaxes. And now the ones upstairs were smashing windows and it was falling on the ones downstairs. We had already moved their stuff, we had it on the car, and now we were looking at it and we were like, 'Look at these freaks.' And finally they really blew the house up."

  • "I've always had that in my life, it started out that way and then it's been with me my whole life, it's just stuck with me even more. Because we didn't get along of course and he got me one time that I had to put on a gas mask and we'd run together, that's the kind of training ground there was. And I ran as quickly as he did, basically, and he couldn't get over it, I ran in the mask and he ran without the mask. He couldn't get over it really like. I mean, I'd say I've only done two sporting feats in my life - and this one was the first one. And he couldn't get over it and started giving me hell. You know, he when a person is there and you don't really have any outings ... they didn't give them, nothing. Me and some of the other guys were still in his bad books because we refused to go to the Spartakiada, that is to say, to practice, and the ones that didn´t refuse to go to the Spartakiada, they would let them go somewhere sometimes. Us not at all, and every time I got in trouble I got another one, so I didn't have a chance to get anywhere."

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Someone who has no humanity in them and suddenly has power can really ruin your life

Jiří Olt in 1978
Jiří Olt in 1978
photo: witness´s archive

Jiří Olt was born on 10 June 1955 in Chomutov. He never knew his father, but his mother remarried. His adoptive father worked in the power industry and the family moved frequently because of his work. They lived in Litvínov, Most and later in Teplice. Jiří trained as a turner at the Krušnohorské Engineering Plants and in 1974 he started his compuslory military service. There he encountered bullying and humiliation. Eventually he decided to go on a hunger strike and collapsed after he stopped drinking. For the following years, he pretended to be mentally ill so that he would not have to return to the army. He made friends with the Princ family from Rychnov and came into contact with the underground and dissent. In 1977, he signed Charter 77, was fired from his job, and his father threw him out of the house. He moved to Prague, where he lived for a time in Dana Němcová´s or Nikolaj Stankovič´s flats. He changed jobs at the People´s Publishing House, the Cleaning (Úklid) company, as a maintenance worker at Labská Mountain Chalet and later as a stonemason. He underwent many interrogations at State Security, where he was physically and psychologically abused. Since the 1980s, he has made a living as a stone sculptor and restorer. In 2025 he was living in Prague.