
And my friend Volodya Kara-Murza in the same years was excluded from the Komsomol for “immoral behavior”. The “Amoral” was that he sang the songs of Okudzhava.
A couple of years later, the Komsomol, excluding Volodya, became famous for being divorced with his wife, whose brother was arrested in dissident matters. In a statement about a divorce, this beautiful person directly wrote that he did not want to live with a relative of the enemy of the people.
This is, therefore, "moral."
Now he is a colonel of GRU. But this is so, by the way.
At the end of the play, “Bolsheviks” on the occasion that Lenin has not yet died, the Council of People's Commissars in full force rose and sang “International”. The hall also got up. And where was to go?
However, I, a young fool, got up, I remember completely sincerely.
And my friend Volodya Kara-Murza did not stand up.
A few minutes later, already on Mayakovsky Square, two approached him and asked: why did he not get up? Kara-Murza explained-and he was arrested.
Here is such a magical power of art ...
In the station buffet at the table stood a woman and looked at a piece left with a bun to eaten.
-Where is Mac? - Finally she asked.
- Chevo? - did not understand the shuffle.
-I say: where is the poppy? I ate almost the whole bun, but there is no poppy ...
“I don’t know,” snapped the shuffle. - I have all the buns with poppy seeds!
-So there is no poppy. I eat, eat, I think everything: when will it be a poppy?
“And you look, maybe he is at the end there,” one of the sympathetic reassured.
- Why look, nothing left! The woman shouted in her hearts. -There is no poppy!
This dialogue was literally recorded by the father, who was present at this. A year in the yard stood seventy -ninth. That the poppy will not be, it was already, in general, understandable.