Do not be late on the subway

“Tell me, Muscovites, what is it white in the photo? How do you think? Omsk, do not tell me! " -This is a journalist colleague on vacation to the historical homeland and now joyfully “troll” in Facebook friends, who, judging by forecasts, will have to celebrate the New Year at outrageous temperatures plus one.

The New Year's degrees of Omsk, however, always had an ambiguous attitude. No, the children here, of course, play hockey in minus thirty, but there is a limit to everything. Yes, and with “something white” it is also constantly interesting-especially when it turns on its habit not to trifle and immediately fills up the city with the decaded norm. Drivers begin to recall words that are not so often consuming in ordinary life, and apply to the car a motor boat management skills, while pedestrians begin to move much faster than buses and minibuses, on which in such weather the risk of going to hell is especially increasing.

In such dramatic moments, they all at once recall the metro, which is built in Omsk, in the literal sense, always and, judging by the speed, does this itself, without the help of people. The late grandfather took five years old to the construction of one of the stations, at eleven I looked at the scheme and rejoiced how it would be convenient for me to ride ... at least twenty-now I sometimes go sadly along the only underground crossing with plugs at the places of exit to the trains, which (if they still appear) are simply obliged to be on horse-drawn rod.

About the same as the metro is built in Omsk There is a governor who, according to the noble number of billboards, has a plan - and, as in the case of another famous plan of four years ago, no one understands what it consists of. The governor has the habits of the late Brezhnev-sometimes the Ponaroshka dies (“Yes, he died for sure, I heard that the cops were announced on the morning divorce”), constantly curses with mayors (the cheeky mayor has long been replaced by the sullen, but they still share some markets and what else can be divided there), and also loves hockey, as well as all Omsk children, adults and animals.

Hockey has recently been not much different from the Omsk circus - in the Avangard team With a feed Governor With an unexpected frequency at the coaching post, the muddy Canadian or the Finn, rushing into people with tablets, is replaced by a dull Czech that turned out to be so dull that it had to be returned to the cheerful Finn. The hockey players themselves, despite the widespread opinion that, due to the acquisition of another star at gas stations, gasoline is regularly getting more expensive, in a couple of recent seasons were mainly remembered by the fact that they often received “breasts” from colleagues from the small Vityaz club.

The distribution of “bream” and departures from the playoffs, however, are shown a lot on the main local channel. The rest of the time is busy with programs about agriculture (in one there is a completely crazy leading with a scythe) and international friendship, piercing stories about how to be in the same party with the mayor, and other joys of life, such as a “youth edition”.

For international friendship in Omsk, Kazakhs are responsible: there are quite a lot of them, but not so much as to force the Omsk residents and scatter zigami. On the contrary, the return visits to the city of Petropavlovsk and the wholesale purchases of Kazakh vodka, which differs in cheapness and not disgusting quality, but any event in which Kazakhstan participates automatically acquires the status of international. The border regional city of Isilkul, in general, practically lives smuggling - the used “Lendcrose” specially bought for these purposes stand in almost every third yard. The Kazakhs, in response, are mainly integrated into European culture through Ikeui-Mega-Ashan, along with crowds of schoolchildren, for whom to lie on the beds, ride carts, drag a bag of free pencils and drink a lot of inexpensive gazing-one of the favorite entertainments.

Those who are older, relate to the Swedish miracle that appeared in the city just a couple of years ago, call it “consumer orgy”, but continue to go there actively. It seems that this conditional Ikea is one of the main reasons why rallies of the 10th and 24th have not gathered the expected number of people: what “Khutin-Pui” and Judge Borovkov is there, when there is finally free wifi, a pillow on the stomach, convenient uggs, a plasma panel, added from Vladivostok “Nissan”.

It is especially strange to recall the background of the general apathy that Letov was born and died here - the main Omsk symbol (excluding Dostoevsky sitting here). About whom, although they spoke in the end as a local pride, but in some dreary Soviet style: “You know how the guy he was”, with the publications of interviews with his father, even in a free newspaper for pensioners.

However, it would be wrong and even vilely not to give Omsk a chance to break through development: for a millionth city, this is just a matter of the time of accumulation of a critical mass, the time when the current 16-20-year-olds grow up, for which they will “dump” and “remain” at least equivalent options. In the end, we always braked in development - in Omsk even “what? Where? When?" Due to the features of the broadcasting grid, they shown late a week and only recently-with a difference of a day. And yes, if the main trump cards are already laid out on the table: in fact, far from each city they will shoot a separate series in Smeshariki, and their creators, believe me, know a lot about the world order.

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