
In a log -centric country, a politician is always a little literature. We asked the associate professor of Tartus University, philologist Roman Leibov to present events related to Putin’s disappearance as a literary plot. What will the Russians read about the president hiding when the details and even surnames will forget, but will survive the memory of a panic that has gripped the public? It turned out that:
Reflecting on the sudden disappearance of the sovereign, who recently made so much noise in the Fatherland and far beyond its borders, which aroused futile hopes among the slanderers and in vain fears among virtuous patriots, thinking about this incredible event, I see a future historiographer. Here he, small, dry, deftly lays books on the table, extracts from different sources, thoughtfully bite the goose feather, and then, with an accurate movement, dipping it into the high inkwell of dark glass, rapidly takes away the truths on the sheet, which were obeded by obedient students:
“When John Vasilievich suddenly disappeared, leaving Loris-Melikov to send the duties of the sovereign, the people were excited and began to demand the return of the king. A special expedition was equipped under the leadership of Prince Kaganovich, which, however, got lost in the vicinity of the Astapovo station and showed up only thirty years later. Loris-Melikov, dressing in a children's dress, fled, leaving behind a whole inconsolable state of jesters and dwarfs.
The people interpreted different things. Others said that, leaving Petersburg, the sovereign retired to Taganrog, where secret negotiations with the Abyssinian Negus about the opening of the campaign against the epinophydes were being held. On the first day, gingerbreads disappeared from the shops.
Others assured that the king abdicated after a sincere conversation with the famous holy fool Yegor and should soon appear in Siberia at the borrowing of a merchant-old-breeder in order to open there the school of eastern martial arts for the orienton orphans. The next day, scallops and writings of the writer Polypin disappeared from the labazes.
Still others with foam at the mouth insisted that the sovereign de went to observe various natural processes, but here, they say, the damned Lithuanians were captured and now hold it in their stone pillar, demanding a ransom; But only a ransom cannot be paid in any way, since shismatics are made to the king’s kneads of some kind of ground Chubais. On the third day, trade in the markets ceased, the senators stopped coming, and in the Peter and Paul Fortress on the Spasskaya Tower the clock went backy.
At the end of the third day, however, “Vedomosti” came out, where all the news was confirmed at once: about the borrowing, and about secret negotiations with the Ethiopus, and even about the captivity of the Lithuanians. In addition, the sovereign attended the Senate, took birth in Astrakhan, threw his teeth in Arkhangelsk, launched balloons in Arzamas and resumed constant walks in the capital, where since then he was always observed by residents.
Life went its own way, markets and gingerbread pounded their usual flow.
What to say about this?
Not to mention the fact that the sovereign’s supernatural disappearance and his appearance in different places are definitely strange - how everyone has not realized that Russia cannot be without a sovereign? .. No, I don’t understand this, I strongly don’t understand! Firstly, the benefits of the Fatherland are strongly none; Secondly ... but also there is no benefit either. I just don’t know what it is ... But, however, for all that, although, of course, one can allow both, and another, and third, maybe even ... Well, and where there are no inconsistencies? .. And all, however, as you think, in all this, right, there is something.
Whoever you say, and such incidents are in the world - rarely, but there are. ”