Why Chuck Norris was a hero to millions of Russian boys by Dmitry Samoilov
Chuck Norris: The man who made chaos feel manageable
The news sounds absurd, but it cannot be ignored: Chuck Norris has died.
“To the world, he was a martial arts master, an actor, and a symbol of strength. To us, he was a devoted husband, a loving father and grandfather, an incredible brother, and the heart of our family,” his relatives said in a statement. The cause of death has not been disclosed and may never be. That alone has sparked a strange curiosity: what on earth could have killed Chuck Norris?
Apparently, time. Carlos Ray Norris was 86. Of those years, 67 were spent practicing karate. In one of his final videos, he is still boxing, still moving lightly, still insisting that he never grows old.
Norris began his journey in the mid-1950s, while serving in the US military in South Korea. That was where he first took up karate. He returned home with a black belt and quickly turned his skill into a business, opening a chain of karate schools. By the mid-1970s, he had become a six-time world champion.
Along the way, he met Bruce Lee, to whom he taught the spinning kick, and Steve McQueen, who encouraged him to try acting. That advice changed everything.
His first film, a low-budget Hong Kong action movie released in 1974 under titles such as The San Francisco Massacre or The Yellow-Faced Tiger, was so bad that it never reached American screens. Yet a few years later, after Norris had become a star, it was rediscovered and shown in cinemas purely because of his name. In other words, the film did not make him famous; he made the film famous.
For years, Norris appeared in modest action films. They were rarely praised by critics, but widely watched and consistently profitable. These roles built the image that would define him: a stoic, disciplined man who could step into chaos and restore order.
Then came Walker, Texas Ranger. With it, Norris stopped being just an action star and became something else entirely: a cultural figure.
In Russia in the 1990s, few people understood what a Texas Ranger actually was. Even now, his legal status, powers, and place within American law enforcement remain somewhat obscure. Was he a policeman? A prosecutor? Something in between? It hardly mattered. Everyone knew who Chuck Norris was. He was a Texas Ranger. The role did not define him, but he defined the role.
For many of us, his films were not just entertainment. They were part of a specific time.
I remember a sanatorium called Porechye in 1991, where I stayed with my parents. It was a place of endless boredom. There was a small, dirty beach by a narrow river. The canteen food was poor. The sports equipment was broken. Adults seemed permanently exhausted.
But there was a cinema.
By then, they had learned to connect a VCR to the projector, and in the evenings they showed action films instead of the usual Soviet fare. I was seven years old, waiting for a film called Hero and Horror, as advertised on a handwritten poster.
The film itself was chaotic, with fights, acrobatics, and a final confrontation in an abandoned theater. But what it gave was something else: the feeling that fear could be overcome.
That was the essence of Chuck Norris.
On screen, he was calm, almost understated. A man with stubble and kind eyes, lifting weights, hitting the punching bag, drinking juice, reassuring everyone around him. When things went wrong, he appeared and quietly set them right.
In the uncertainty of the Russian 1990s, that mattered. The worse the world seemed around us, the more important it was to believe that somewhere, justice still existed, even if only in American films. And if it existed somewhere, perhaps it could exist for us too.
How many boys took up martial arts because of him? It is impossible to say. Some used those skills well, others less so. But the image he projected was always the same: discipline, restraint, and a sense of order in a chaotic world.
In later years, Norris took on a second life, not as an actor, but as a legend of internet folklore. The ‘Chuck Norris facts’ became a global phenomenon:
Chuck Norris can divide by zero.
Chuck Norris doesn’t sleep with a teddy bear, he sleeps with a real bear.
A king cobra once bit Chuck Norris. After five days of agony, the cobra died.
These jokes spread across languages and cultures, turning him into something close to a myth. Not many people become the subject of an entire genre of humor. He did.
In Russia, he remained a familiar figure. He appeared on Channel One’s cooking show Smak, gave interviews, and seemed surprisingly accessible. He was not just a distant Hollywood star, but someone who had, in a strange way, become part of our own cultural landscape.
Perhaps that is why the news of his death feels so peculiar. It is not just the passing of an actor, but of a figure who, for many, symbolized a certain kind of certainty.
So who will divide by zero now?
It is tempting to imagine him arriving at the gates of Heaven, meeting Saint Peter. One wonders who would step aside first.
Rest in peace, Carlos Ray Norris.
This article was first published by the online newspaper Gazeta.ru and was translated and edited by the RT team
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