
The story with the tweet of journalist Plushchev, who almost cost the life of a whole radio station, thank God, remained in the past. A hot exacerbation has subsided, and now you can try the arguments of the opponents on a tooth.
So to speak, on the cold.
In his program interview with Novaya Gazeta, Mikhail Lesin suddenly appeared before us the guardian of moral principles (which, you see, rather boldly during his biography). But, as said by Gogol, it is rare, but it happens: the rude tweet of Poyshchev insulted Lesin ...
At this place, let's break through, leave Gazprom-Media chapter at rest with his vulnerable soul-and we will consider more attentively the ill-fated tweet, on the moral horror of which literally all the literally converged.
What did he write this, this tactless Poyshchev?
I recall, he just asked: did he, after the death of Ivanov Jr., occurred to him that God was not a fraer? And what is this death mystically connected with the history of the death of pensioners Svetlana Beridze in 2005 (at a pedestrian crossing, under the wheels of a jeep, which was the driving of which Ivanov Jr.)?
Let me remind you that the son of the Minister of Defense then not only avoided punishment, but also did not hesitate to pursue the criminal order of the deceased.
So: there was not a single person who would know about this story and did not remember it when he found out about the death of Ivanov Jr.. It was simply impossible not to remember her on this day!
Further, the question of intelligence: to build eyes to the sky in search of an invisible playwright or just marveling at the edification of such a coincidence. And the question of taste, of course: rejoice at such death or quietly gasp and shake your head ... But I repeat: it was impossible not to bind these events!
What Plyushchev wrote about - very correctly, in a question form.
Now let's carefully step on the step.
Therefore, rejoice at the death of a person - obviously immoral? Well, in general, yes.
And if not "in general"?
How about Hitler's death? I have not heard anything about the moratorium on the joy of this. Or everyone who said in those days “died, bastard” and hugged on the streets with strangers - immoral villains?
For some reason I don't think so.
And the day of Stalin's death was a holiday for millions of people; The survivors celebrated on March 5 for many more decades. It’s a pity, Mikhail Lesin did not have time to teach the morality of the Leo of Acceleration ...
You say: incomparable things. Of course - in the sense of the scale of the evil! But we are not talking about scale, but about the principles.
Truth, as said, is concrete. With his whole life, a person forms the personal ethical system of coordinates, and during the days of farewell to him, it is this coordinate system that determines the rules for the remaining ones.
The angle of the fall is equal to the corner of the reflection.
"You need to live in such a way that even the undertaker cries at your funeral!" - formulated Mark Twain. And hundreds of thousands of strangers cried on farewells with Pope John Paul II, Sakharov, Okudzhava ...
But the contempt accompanying the departure of the deliberate scoundrel, the same normal human feeling as the grief about the care of a bright person. And there are no general rules of conduct in these cases! Well, no, that's all ...
Everything is personally, everything is very personally.
And certainly, you should not so instructively roll your eyes to the sky and learn morality to the workers' teams. Especially if you are Lesin.