Le Wall Street Journal sur les lieux du crash. Un peu d’humanité…
After Flight 17 Crash, Agony, Debris and Heartbreak in Ukraine Villages - WSJ
Natalya Voloshina, mayor of Petropavlivka, Ukraine, outside the local village hall. The residents of Petropavlivka remain deeply distressed by what they saw when Malaysia Airlines Flight 17 crashed nearby on July 17. Paul Sonne for The Wall Street Journal
Then the plane crashed. The cabin’s second-row overhead compartment is in a tree across from the village hall—and suitcases and clothes are in backyards and gardens of square-windowed cottages.
Villagers dashed into their basements, fearing a bomb attack. Residents in a nearby village ran for the church, certain that the world was coming to an end. A colleague of Ms. Voloshina screamed after being nearly hit by the plane’s cargo hold. Days later, the 43-year-old mayor found the bottom half of a man’s body in the shrubs next to her office. She has barely slept since then.
Officials in Kiev are largely cut off due to the war. Regional authorities and police are in disarray because of the rebel takeover, while foreign officials have been slow-moving or incommunicado. There is no money. The Dutch-led team that will investigate the crash hasn’t reached the scene.
“We asked what to do, how we should act, but no one said anything,” says Ms. Voloshina, a former mathematics teacher who grew up in Petropavlivka. She put on a formal purple dress and stood near the crash site this week, wringing her hands while trying to project an image of control.
She says she would have found volunteers to cordon off parts of the crash site, packaged passenger belongings in a specified way or gathered the plane’s debris in one place. Without expertise, she is afraid of doing something wrong, she says.
Mayors of the three villages waited for word about whether they could move the human remains. No orders came. For days, separatists controlling the area fought with Kiev over who should probe the crash site. International monitors showed up but also gave no instructions. European and American officials refused to talk to the rebels directly and didn’t call the mayors at all.
“There should have been a command from Kiev or someone about what to do,” says the exhausted Mr. Miroshnichenko, sitting under a pair of birch trees outside Rozsypne’s village hall. He recalls being forced to bury friend after friend who died in coal mines where he worked for 25 years.
“In mines, you don’t remove a body until they investigate it,” he says.
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