“He’s no prime minister”

I will say this: if within the next two days Konstantin Ernst is not expelled from the party, expelled from his job, and some worthy criminal case is not brought against him, then the regime is really being covered with a copper basin.

If anyone doesn’t know, during the broadcast of Putin’s next benefit performance on ORT (four hours, by the way, Peter Stein will soon catch up), the ticker, on which questions from the respected public flashed to the national leader, suddenly gave us the following text. A certain Voronin pleased us with a wonderful remark. He wrote: “Putin needs to leave once and for all, he is no prime minister, is he ready to do this?”

Eh, Voronin, Voronin... Are you still alive, dear friend? However, is it Voronin? I suspect that he was not the only one who mustered the courage to please Vladimir Vladimirovich with a sincere, heartfelt question that millions of Russians have been asking each other for a good ten years. But this is not a reason to make it a subject of discussion for the rest of the population of the Russian Federation. Who read this seditious text on her TV screens, sighed, exhaled and with a contorted face said in confusion: “No damn thing...” And then rushed to buy salt, matches, and urgently pick up the children from school...

Just don’t tell me about the editors’ oversight. Of course, planned sabotage. Of course, Medvedev was aware. Do you think he happened to be visiting the head of the Catholic Church at that very time? It is clear that he asked for a blessing for such a desperate demarche. (Our Kirill could have refused - after all, it’s a slippery topic. But what difference does it make to him?)

But what Ernst! After all, he ingratiated himself into everyone’s trust, became a friend, carried him around and added food, blew away specks of dust, courted him from all sides, on name days - gifts for the whole family... And all this time he himself hid the stone in his bosom. The bastard was waiting for an opportune moment. And he waited... Vladimir Vladimirovich is right - you can’t trust anyone, he fed a snake on his own chest...

But what about Ernst? Small fry... It looks like a conspiracy, so to speak, of the elite. All this liberal modernization riffraff. The governor himself would never have done this in his life. The advisers whispered, turned my head, awakened my ambitions. They say, “you are our bright sun, the hope of all Russian democracy. Let's write off the adversary and live better than before. Enough of being an apprentice already. All your uncertainty and weakness comes through him. Throw off this yoke, you will sing like a nightingale... To the joy of us and future generations of Russians... And your glory forever and ever...”

And even if it’s a simple editorial mistake? (Which Vladimir Vladimirovich and I, however, don’t believe for a second.) What prevents them from taking advantage of them and passing off the embarrassment as a subtly planned ideological sabotage? Well, since such a chance came up. Here some Yurgens wouldn’t be at a loss - to fall at the feet of Dmitry Anatolyevich and pronounce the above text. How will he swallow? It would be fun for us for many months to come. And so - melancholy melancholy.

But I still feel sorry for Voronin. And Ernst - not a bit.

PS Dear readers! Dear Mr. Ernst! Ordinary workers of the ORT TV channel! I offer my deepest apologies to everyone. I got everything mixed up and I'm terribly ashamed. Of course, the broadcast of the above-described event was carried out by the RTR television channel, and not ORT.

In this regard, in the text “He is no prime minister” instead of “ORT” one should read “RTR”, instead of “Konstantin Ernst” - “Oleg Dobrodeev”. And in the paragraph “But what Ernst is! (Dobrodeev!) After all, he ingratiated himself into people’s trust, became a friend, carried them around and added food, blew away specks of dust, courted them from all sides, on name days - gifts for the whole family... And all this time he hid the stone in his bosom. The bastard was waiting for the right moment. And he waited...Vladimir Vladimirovich is right - you can’t trust anyone - he fed the snake on his own chest...” So in this paragraph the word “reptile” should be replaced with the phrase “former oligarchs’ henchman”...

Once again I ask you to excuse me - the devil has confused me...

A. Ryklin