08:26:00 23.06.2026
Every now and then, when I post my speeches or edited clips made from them, there are people who leave comments such as, "There are plenty of speechmakers, but no one willing to bell the cat," or "Enough talking, do something," or something along those lines. The idea of "belling the cat" is, of course, taken from Atabek Khnkoyan's fable "The Assembly of Mice," and by saying it they are indirectly trying to imply that I "only talk" or give speeches but never actually "bell the cat."
When I read such immature comments, a smirk appears on my face, because it is usually these same empty talkers who have done nothing meaningful in their own lives and yet write such things on the page of a person about whom they know absolutely nothing. They possess no self-awareness and do not even understand what "belling the cat" actually means, because they use such expressions merely as a way of validating themselves.
I do not like talking much about my life or the path I have taken, but sometimes I am forced to do so because Armenia's Kremlin-controlled media and journalists will never tell my story, just as they will never tell the story of any other independent political figure who operates outside this treacherous system and advocates nothing but pure nationalism. I find myself having to explain it periodically because every day new people learn about me and the movement I created, and naturally many of them may have doubts.
Yes, I enjoy giving speeches, and I consider oratory to be a very important and powerful weapon in the national political struggle. But since I have now lived in Armenia for almost ten years, I think this is a fitting opportunity to outline what I have actually done during those years and how I have expressed my patriotism.
In 2016, two months after the Four-Day April War, I left my university teaching position in the United States, where I was born and raised, and turned down a job offer from JPL, one of America's premier scientific institutions. After that, I bought a one-way ticket and moved to Armenia that autumn—a country where I had no home, no family, no relatives, and no friends. Within a month of arriving, I used my modest savings to purchase a dilapidated house on the outskirts of Yerevan and began renovating it.
In 2017, I became a citizen of Armenia and entered military service on a contract basis, first serving in the frontline positions of Tavush and later in the Corps Air Defense Division, where I remained until the summer of 2018.
From 2018 to 2020, I decided to improve my Armenian because I had never attended an Armenian school and had only taught myself to read and write Armenian at the age of seventeen. Through two years of private lessons, I made significant progress, although I continue working to improve my native language to this day.
On September 29, 2020, I went to the military commissariat to volunteer for the war and served from beginning to end on the front lines of Martakert.
In 2021, instead of becoming disillusioned with Armenia and emigrating, I purchased an apartment in poor condition using my savings and with the support of my brothers so that it could eventually serve my political activities. By that point, I had already decided to abandon my scientific career and devote myself entirely to politics.
That same autumn, seeing the division, danger, and hopeless situation in Armenia, I decided to found a national political movement from scratch and entirely on my own. With no assistance, limited resources, and as an unknown repatriate and ordinary soldier, I set out to build a movement that would preach the truth and unite Armenian youth around those ideas.
To this day, despite all difficulties and disappointments, I continue to dedicate myself to that cause and move forward with determination, without deviating from my path or selling out, because I deeply believe in the importance of the mission of the movement I created. After nearly five years in politics, I have succeeded in attracting a group of independent young people as members, gaining hundreds of supporters and sympathizers, as well as thousands of followers not only among Armenians but also among other Aryan peoples around the world, who recognize Hosank as Armenia's only nationalist political movement.
I do not say any of this to boast, because I do not consider any of it heroic. In reality, this is the bare minimum that a patriot living in the Diaspora should do if he genuinely cares about the future of his nation. I am simply fulfilling my duty toward my Fatherland, because instead of remaining a spectator, I chose to take personal responsibility and do something, regardless of how small the chances of success may be. Long ago I realized that a patriot is not someone who merely complains, waves flags or gives toasts, but someone who is willing to dedicate his life and make sacrifices for his country.
I have only taken a small step, but from the very day I set foot on the land of my forefathers, I realized that what is a small step for each of us can become a great leap for the entire nation.
In any case, now you know what kind of "bell" I have hung over the last ten years...
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