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The future of Russia in its past
If you go forward, looking back, you will even stumble out and fall out of the blue. But this is true only for those who go somewhere. Those who wander around the chain around, the future does not bode anything new.
It has long been said that Russia has an unpredictable past, because its history is constantly rewritten in the interests of changing bosses (it is reliably known that Ivan the Terrible edited Russian annals with his own hands). But in it, our future is crystal clearly reflected. Apart from the well -known roads and fools, there are four constants in Russian history: a glorious past, bad neighbors, wise leader and bright future. And since everything flows in it and nothing changes, every old man can be a prophet. Why don't I work in this genre?
I began to read adult newspapers and understand politics before the war and I remember everything no worse than a peak lady. In 1940, at the request of the Baltic republics (the wits then said that the Baltic states asked: “Lych our hands of help, and we will stretch our legs ourselves”) We entered the troops there, after which they wished to become our component forever. And now they talk about the "occupation" ...
Then there was a difficult war, but already in 1946, Comrade Stalin clearly outlined our prospects. The standards for the production of cast iron indicated by him and we became surpassed, it was a stone's throw to the paradise life. But in the meantime, cast iron and steel lost its former significance. In addition, North Korea had to be saved from the American-Oon aggression, then put pressure on the Western propaganda of the Berlin workers who succumbed to the western propaganda, then so that the Gadeher Germans would not run away, build the Berlin Wall. In 1956, the Hungarians had to be saved from Western intervention, in 1968 - Chekhov and Slovaks, there was a lot of trouble with Poland. All of them were grateful to us.
In 1961, our long -term bright prospects finally cleared up. The next party congress firmly promised that in 20 years we will live under communism. True, about the promises to catch up and overtake the United States for the production of meat and milk, the evil tongues of teachers of scientific communism said that catching up is good, but it is not necessary to distill that the Americans do not see our naked ass. However, we unanimously voted for. However, when we returned to the developed socialism from the detailed construction of communism, no one also objected, we were pleased with our own realism.
The evil West failed us again. It was very expensive to carry missiles back and forth to Cuba, support revolutions in Africa, Asia and Latin America, and then write off their hopeless debts. Our long -term struggle with the Israeli military helped the formation of centers of international terrorism, which later began to act against us. Then we provided a disinterested (honest pioneer - nothing but losses!) International assistance to the people of Afghanistan, where everyone adored us, but the American imperialists untied the partisan war against us, so we had to leave.
Isn't that a glorious past?
A lot of money was worth the struggle for peace around the world, against the placement of American missiles in Europe. We have almost won this peaceful historical battle, but here global oil prices fell, and we did not have other sources of income, and the American imperialists, with the help of the Gaidar fifth column, in touch, destroyed our country.
Having hardly survived the terrible 90s, when it was not clear who took whom, thanks to the oil boom, we still stood up from the knees, found a new national leader, returned to their spiritual origins, remembered “Moscow-the Third Rome”, “Orthodoxy, Autocracy and Nationality”, created a new moral and political unity and national agreement. The merits of the unforgettable Comrade Stalin also appreciated. Another 20-year economic plan overshadowed the miserable program of the CPSU, everything is designed to a penny in it, this is not “the economy should be economical” to you ... We again began to rattle weapons, hydrocarbons and nanotechnologies, frightening not only close, but also distant neighbors. The deeply vicious European idea of human rights contrasted their traditional moral and religious values, the visible embodiment of which our country was from Ivan the Terrible to Stalin.
Western imperialism still rotates, but does not give up. The impudent Georgian aggression (as if it weren’t we at one time gave them Abkhazia and South Ossetia?), Ukrainian revenge (and why only we freed Western Ukraine from Polish dominion?), British exploers of the Open ... Despite the general family values and personal friendship with our president, George Bush specially, to annoy us, undermined the American and worldly world The economy, and this, contrary to the scientific forecasts of our experts, negatively affected the Russian market.
Faithful to traditions, this time we were not at a loss. Remembering the proverbs “Tell me who your friends are, and I will tell you who you” and “who you will lead with, from that you will get,” instead of vile old envious people, we acquired new wonderful friends (I will not call their names by night) and offered the world new exciting plans for a general conservative renewal.
The main thing is faith in the national leader. It is well known that our assessments of their beloved leaders change according to the standard formula: “Well, then it is a little that we learned the whole truth about him ...” In this case, “that” is impossible, only death can be separated, he or ours, God forbid him health! And how can you not love a person who personifies our best properties and aspirations?
I admit that deep down I have always been a little sorry for our leaders. They, as a rule, are praised and scolded not for what they created, but for something that they are neither dream nor in spirit.
Once God called to report the heads of the great powers. The American president (this was long before both Bushi), talking about his difficulties, could not stand it and cried. The Lord patted him on the shoulder and said: "Nothing will somehow form." The same thing was repeated with the English prime minister, the Lord said: “With God's help and it will pass!” But when our Secretary General proudly told about the achievements of his country, the Lord silently sat next to him and cried himself ...
Our main trouble is unbelief. Until 1917, we sacredly believed in the vertical of the authorities, extending from God, the king and the Fatherland to the last city. Today we do not know who to be more afraid of, a bandit or policeman, and who to sympathize with - a prosecutor, lawyer, accused or judge. The merciless subcover-public (I would never believe that such unity is possible), even a Chekist hook made a showdown of special services, which, it seemed, was so reliably suspended by our state and each of us separately. The philosophical question is to believe to whom (and what) Or in whom (and what)? - It seems even more insoluble than practical (in the old original we are talking about sexual services): "Pay or inflate?"
Or maybe you need not faith, but trust (these feelings are different and even opposite)? But how can it form in an atmosphere of global deception and total corruption?
Even if the wizard suddenly arrives in Blue (is it really a catch here?!) The helicopter and the entire ruling elite through its completely non -air Spanish castles will bring it free, nothing will change in our life. After the next painful redistribution of power and property, we will find a new good Koshchei immortal (he is Ivan Tsarevich in maturity), who will finally take revenge on unreasonable Khazars and guarantees the next round of our glorious past.
To predict our future, neither sociology nor futurology is needed. Our story is a repetition of the same Robbel (not without reason we are a country of ancient agricultural culture). Now, if we learned to distinguish between the right and left, top and bottom, before and the ass and stopped forever wandering around the rusted chain (the original golden in the Torgsin was demolished back in the 1920s, when the oak was cut off, the cat was cut into the cutlets, and the goblin was exiled to the nightingale), our past may have become more definite.
But for the past, our glorious ancestors are responsible, and who needs an unpredictable future? And what will our unborn descendants say about this, on behalf of which folk vitia shout? No, let everything go, as always ...
Photo: Peter Kovalev / TASS