Drowned man's day

Well, thank God: the Day of the Airborne Forces is over. The capital's damage was limited to self-drowning in a fountain and a heavy fight in a cafe.
That is, we can say that everything went as expected.

...Still, we are very messed up with definitions, very much so! We put a lot of unnecessary pressure on simple things. Everything is simpler, and first impressions, as a rule, do not deceive.
A loud, drunken, aggressive freak doesn't stop being a loud, drunk, aggressive freak if he puts on a blue beret and picks up a banner with airplanes before he gets fucked up.
I would even say: he is even much more dangerous with this banner and in this beret, because they legitimize his aggressive ugliness!

When a God-bearing people, having prayed for this banner, sets aside a special day in the calendar on which these people are officially allowed to be aggressive freaks, they do not know what they are doing. But all this continues from year to year, and the main task of civilians on this holiday is not to get caught.

The task, in principle, is doable - stay at home, watch Petrosyan - but, perhaps, approach the problem from the other side? Maybe the valiant riot police will finally somehow approach this all-Russian diuretic?
Because so far, according to my observations, the riot police are training, for the most part, on people with higher education.
Maybe Kolokoltsev’s fighters are simply not very confident in their abilities yet? Should we get psychologists to help us - or can we handle it ourselves? Ass?

But let's return to definitions.
I have a friend, Dmitry Muratov, the same editor of Novaya Gazeta. So, you will laugh: he is also a former paratrooper!
However, I don’t remember him urinating in the fountain.
Maybe, of course, I missed something, but I don’t remember. In some other way, Dmitry Andreevich shows his devotion to heaven.

And the late father of my other friend, the poet Igor Irtenyev, was also a paratrooper, and fought more than these jocks, while being a Rabinovich. I practiced during the Great Patriotic War.
Igor Moiseevich does not remember him urinating in fountains.

And you know, based on the totality of my impressions, I think: we need to stop with this Airborne Forces day. Well, at a minimum, do not disturb the glorious name of the landing force on the occasion of mass frostbite of weak brains.
Clarify the definitions - and clearly clarify our attitude towards them!
To provide the former defenders of the Motherland with all honor and respect, expressed in social and medical guarantees.

And for drunken aggressive freaks, whether in berets or without, immediately find articles and sentences corresponding to the composition of their offenses, starting with appearing drunk in public places and ending with pogroms.
And the Russians will get relief, and there will be fewer drowned people drowned in alcohol.