Again, I am taking no position or opinion on the why or how or who perpetrated anything. I thought I had made that very clear in my earlier comment.
My comments are specific as to what generally happens when things fall apart. All the pent up negative energy from years of suppression has to unwind if a nation is to rebuild. The longer and stronger the suppression, the more volatile the unwinding process becomes.
I will leave the why or how, and who, as well as the the bad guys and good guys debate to folks like yourself. Fair enough?
You are right, but not quite. There is the falling apart, but in my experience it was a staged violent release that from the outside looked exactly like a revolution because it was broadcasted on TV 24 out of 24 trough direct communication between the instantly formed National Salvation Front Comitee and all population that had a TV.
1989, December 22nd, Bucharest. Big organized meeting with about 50 to 80 thousand people in front of the Romanian Communist Party, Central Comitee Building. Ceausescu, was to announce ceremoniously the best news ever, the complete repayment of Romania's external debts and a coming Cristmas with real food and even oranges and bananas in the shops besides the 80% soy salami and tin food. He did not get to do it as somewhere in the crowds well placed, various individuals started chanting slogans against him. It was an interesting provocation as it changed into pushes and fist exchanges and then panic and the departure that concluded with the arest and hastend execution of Nicolae and Elena Ceausescu.
It must have been around midday, and in spite of the warm sun that was making the day quite festive, I was worried about my dad as he was working in a building a few hundred meters from the square with the incident. I hada sigh of relief when I saw him coming from the balcony, but I still had a bad feeling, which I understood the moment he told me that he was escorted at gun point from the building as was everyone working there. There were already security personnel and civilians with guns deployed all over. At about 5 my mother came from work, telling us about the army trucks giving AK47s to population. Meanwhile on TV the Revolution was commencing. My parents were both very calm, probably remembering the War. Neighbours were quiet, probably glued to the TV like us.
Two days and three dramatic days followed with tanks and light artillery shelling the National Museum of Art the formal Royal Palace, the Universitary Library and the other buildings surrounding the bad memory square as well as the TV building, the Radio Building, the telecom building and well chosen places in majority of the big cities Timisoara, Brasov, Ploiesti.
And the normal people were calm. The second day in the evening we even went to queue for meat at a corner butchery with trassors flying over our heads.
The perceived violence seen from outside, is the result of a certain script with well defined actors and a large number of extras that creates maximum impact.
However, all comes apart. And here is where you are right because it does. But it does not come apart just like that. First there was a political vacuum but people paid attention only to remember the new ones in charge to whom to address the usual swear words. Then it was the fashionable opportunism when everyone was previously dissident. Then came the monetary instability, the inflation, the structural reform the entrance in NATO the monetary reform 6 zeroes cut, and the squeeze to enter the very narrow door into EU. Even 30 something years later, Romania is still falling apart.
We left the country two years after the Revolution, embarking on a rapid fall apart but fully embracing discovery, learning and rebuilding our own future.
To live and learn through and from society collapse one needs to focus on discovering the best path being guided by personal values and common bonds with loved ones. There is no room and no time for in general reflections, and this is where I'm afraid that your vantage point is not very efficient in surviving, although it provides a certain dose of self preservation, quite inhibiting though, IMHO.
My lesson learned is that one needs to be fearless. We were young and fool, but like God makes nests for the blind storks, so it gave us full complement of our faculties blinding us from fear.
Back to Ukraine, there are people that left, there are people that took guns there is the new government in the wings, there is the violence that we see from the distance. I do not see the in general. But it is normal as everyone is different in so many different ways, and in a constant state of flux which actually makes possible the split second connection that allows the materialization of the intention to communicate and understand others.
Life always finds a way.