CONFESSION OF A FATHER
BEFORE THE MANKIND AND HIS
KIDNAPPED SON SAVESTIN
IN BULGARIAN SAVESTIN MEANS CONSICENCE
By Todor Stanislavov Deyanov
Lyulin 521 – G – 87, Sofia 1359, Bulgaria
RESENT TO WITH HOPE FOR YOUR HELP:
Thomas Hammarberg – Strasbourg
Franco Frattini, Olli Rehn – European Commission
Josep Borrell, Baroness E. Nicholson – European Parliament
My dearest Savestin, where are you?
I am longing to embrace you, but I can’t…You are not with me… I want to enjoy your
presence, but I can’t… I am being hampered…
My son, I did things nobody in Bulgaria would dare even think of but still I couldn’t
help you. Could you forgive me! I am an ordinary father and against me and against your
innocent childhood was the state headed by police generals, non-distinct presidents and
rotten governments. They are hammering my soul. They are extorting my heart with every
day. I am suffering but I can’t do anything. Therefore, as a last resort, if the
government chooses not to fulfill my demands again, I shall victimize myself.
I am going to set myself to fire in Brussels before the European Commission on
September 22, 2006.
Somebody has to shake the sleeping conscience of the world. Let the world see and
understand how the Bulgarian authorities sentenced a father and an infant without the
court and without a court procedure.
My son, Bulgaria has not organized, has not found out and has not saved any child with
your fate. This is why Bulgaria does not want to find you either. It would rather
liquidate me. Therefore, if we do not see each other, you have to know, my son, that I
very much love you and have never betrayed you, not for a minute. But what could you poor
father do? There is something worse than the Mafia in Bulgaria and its name is state
banditism. The offices and authorities are working hard to serve party or personal
interests. The rights of children are dealt with hypocritically. The Ministry of
internal Affairs is not investigating. The proofs of this are to be found in the operative
cases hidden in the police archives. There is no useful investigation act in any case. No,
there isn’t! We, Bulgarians, have been condemned before we have suffered the misfortune
My dearest son, Savestin, where are you?
Mankind, where is you conscience?
You, politicians and world leaders, where are you?
God Almighty, where are you?
You, people, open your eyes! You have also got a child Savestin…The Bulgarian
authorities punished me because I dared oppose the trade and traffic with children. They
punished me because I am fighting for the rights of innocence itself. No president, no
minister, nor general helped me in a humane way. Just the opposite, they killed me by
their inactivity. They are guilty and these are:
The presidents - P. Stoyanov, G. Parvanov, the prime-ministers
- I. Kostov, S. Saxcoburggotta, S. Stanishev, the ministers - N.
Michailova, S. Passi, I. Kalfin (of the foreign affairs), B. Bonev, G. Petkanov, R. Petkov
of interior), M. Velchev, P. Oresharsky (of finances), the militioner-generals
- S. Bossilkov, V. Vassilev, V. Borissov and other non-descript persons.
Yes, I am alone and they are a great mass that has no shame. An unapproachable power
against your innocence, my son. What could I, the poor father, do? Forgive me, my
Savestin, but I am ashamed to be living, as things are …
Giordano Brunno has been tortured for eight years but he did not betray the truth. He was
put on the stake
He did it so that we have a civilization today. I too, shall not betray the truth, my son!
The conventions require that investigations are carried out for children lost even upon
a supposition of kidnapping. For you, my Savestin, it was legally established, that you
were kidnapped but the state refused to save you. They refused to show even your picture
in a way possible for recognition. The authorities are obliged to investigate even if
I don’t ask them for that. But here in Bulgaria, morals are imposed by degenerates. You
look at them, they look like people, but they are not human beings!
Forgive me my son! There is no way back for me. The opposite would mean to betray you, and
to leave aside the struggle I have been fighting until now as if I haven’t been
suffering, as if I haven’t existed, as if you were never born. I shall not betray you!
People, open your eyes! You also have a child Savestin- Some would get angry seeing a fur
coat. They feel sorry for the animals. But they are never sorry for the terrible
monstrosities done every day on most unprotected, kind and vulnerable children.
Mankind, why are you hypocritical? How do you protect your children? The innocence of
children has been violated, sold, done away with, disparaged, kidnapped and exploited. It
is not a fur coat, is it? It is not!!! Where are you, mankind? No animal has acted so
savagely and cruelly to its little kids as man has.
My dearest son Savestin, where are you?
Mankind, where is your conscience?
Politicians and world leaders, where are you?
Oh, God, where are you?
You, people, open your eyes! Slavery has returned to the world in a new, cruel and most
disfigured form. It is called traffic. The victims of the traffic are the most
defenseless. We, their parents and relatives remain alone, pitiful and helpless. Deprived
of means, smashed and depressed, we have no defense.
You, politicians and world leaders, don’t be hypocritical! You have also a child
Savestin… Establish an international public media chain for recognition of children.
Establish a unified international body really functioning for the investigation of
children who have disappeared. Interpol is investigating on criminals but not on
children. Without a real investigation there will be no real fighting the traffic, trade
and exploitation of children without a real and all-covering investigation. Otherwise the
conventions will have no sense and they will remain only beautifully drawn but useless
PEOPLE, POLITICIANS, STATESMEN, PLEASE HELP SAVESTIN! HELP THE OTHER VICTIMS AND THUS YOU
WILL HELP YOURSELF. YOUR CHILD IS ALSO ONE SAVESTIN.
||Bulgaria, the 21-st century, T. Deyanov, whose only crime is that he is a
father in Bulgaria. My son, I have no other guilt. I hope you will forgive me. I have
taught you not to cry because strong men do not cry but now I beg you with tears in my
eyes to forgive me that for so many years I couldn’t wipe off even one tear from your
handsome little face I do love you!
Forgive me! 25 August 2006