In the opposition

Instead of congratulations

June 29, 2012 Alexey Kondaurov

He met nine out of forty -nine birthdays behind bars. According to the term conducted in prison, still (thank God!) Not Nelson Mandela. However, authoritarian arbitrariness, and with it physical and moral deprivations, probably experienced no less.

In the distant 2003, consciously sat next to a friend on the bench of the defendants in order to show the world the absurdity of criminal charges together and save many of their associates from the camp fate. Having taken the cross, they take it together. Over the years, cut off from the will, the wrinkles were added, became completely gray, learned about life that it was impossible to understand without passing the circles of the Gulag Hell. Upon learning - he did not break, did not become embittered, did not give slack. On the contrary, it demonstrates exposure, confidence, mind, erudition, intelligence. He writes “Shalamov” texts, comprehending the Russian reality and trying to wake the “dream of the mind” of society and the authorities of the emerging.

Time and impeccable behavior in the most difficult circumstances washed away the unjustly stained stigma of the oligarch, showing a human scale and designating a huge unrealized potential. The name for him today is the prisoner, but the title is a person.

None of those who were nearby and not very well, not just betrayed, but, putting their freedom, well-being, or even life, defended and, to the best of strength, continue to confront the motley leash in their own way. It would be a nits - they would hardly have moved a finger, and a worthy person, which he always remained, would be thrown in trouble - to become a nits himself. Ashamed.

Nine years, which he “thunders with shackles”, the wife’s wife, during which the children grew up, was grumbling, the granddaughter was born, the parents, the one who planted, did not stop taking revenge, closely approached. And there is no one of the Orthodox to remind that the tea under the shirt wears and that anger is a destroyer of the soul. However, does he have a soul? Now there are girls who only asked the Virgin to remove him from the Kremlin, to drive him out of Mozha. And the girls, if they reasonably judge, baked about his good.

The cross is under a shirt, but under his weight he never bend: life is a continuous fart. Therefore, probably, by sixty and gray hair is not killed, and not a single wrinkle on a face casting glossy is noted. Everything is in his way so far. One catch: Fart is not eternal. Was it thought about this at the Holy Sepulcher? Or maybe he sorted out in his mind, who would not be counted when the rooster will be touched? So many. They are the first to start screaming: "Cross!" Not to go to the cross yourself? But certainly, one who has already known for nine years knows what it is, to carry his cross to carry his cross.

Where and with whom the sixtieth anniversary will meet the one who is called the president today, the author of these lines is absolutely indifferent and not interesting. But it doesn’t care where and with whom the fifty anniversary will meet the worthy man Mikhail Khodorkovsky. We will try to free.

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