Prisoner: Olga Adamova-Sliozberg
Olga confronted a female criminal when she worked as the brigadier of the field agrarian team. “Once, while surveying the field, I noticed that whole rows of cabbage didn’t have a core where the whole cabbage is supposed to grow from little leaves. At first I thought that another pest is eating them and I would have to immediately start a struggle against them. Suddenly I saw that a member of our crew, a criminal prisoner Valya, is calmly picking these cores and eating them like seeds. ‘Why are you doing this? You will destroy the whole crop!’ She gave me an idiotic smile and replied: ‘Why do we need it? The boss will feed us anyway.’ I almost beat her up, wrath blinded me, but she just smiled innocently.”
The tattooed members of the Gulag’s criminal gangs posed the most serious threat to those who did not belong. These criminal gangs maintained their own vicious subculture in the Gulag, one notable for its vulgar language, pornographic tattoos, gambling (often with the life and limbs of other prisoners as the stakes), and violence against all inmates not in the gang. Criminal gangsters robbed, beat, raped, and murdered their fellow prisoners, often with the toleration or outright encouragement of the Gulag authorities.
"The professional criminals are beyond the bounds of humanity," observed Eugenia Ginzburg in the typically stark terms used by political prisoners to describe the criminal gangs. "I have no desire to describe their orgies, although I had much to put up with as an involuntary witness."
In this excerpt from Stolen Years, several political prisoners recall their experience with the criminal gangs.
The camp criminals lived at the expense of the political prisoners. In other words, the political prisoners did the actual labor, while the criminals, who often didn’t do any work divided up the work quota points among themselves. Nadezhda Joffe – The criminals didn’t work at all. The men had to cart wheelbarrows with ore around the side and the criminals used to sing a little ditty. “Wheelbarrow, wheelbarrow, don’t you fear, I won’t touch you, or come near.” Nikolai Getman – The criminals were obviously a lowly bunch of people. They despised those of us convicted of political crimes. They called us, enemies of the people. If they like a jacket or pants that we were wearing, they would make us give it up.