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I always sincerely admire the miracles of the new appearance of Yoshkar-Ola. I admire, first of all, the impudence of thought and the arrogance of embodiment. I even envy. So it is solely to take, and all of your sublimated fantasies, the emanation of the inflamed imagination to pour out at the state score in stone and bronze, not afraid of obstruction from the population and organic conclusions from vigilant customs estimates - this is strong. This is no longer even “pipling”, but “the bydlyak will devour”. The highest aerobatics is to force the “PIPL” to pay for the gingerbread Kremlin and cardboard cathedrals, and then convince it that this is art, and the immortal and putting Yoshkar-Ola in one row ... and not even one, but above ... Karoch, for selfie Vkontakte, finally, it finally (well, someone in the subject).
Father Alexander in Volzhsk never had the opportunity to realize his desires for budget money. Yes, he would never have done it. Moving the desire to make Volzhsk at least a little more culture and spiritually cleaner, Father Alexander embodies with folk help. He decided to decorate the city with a bust of the great rebel, rebel and reformer. The bust of a foreigner who made more for the formation of the Russian nation than anyone else. It would seem, where is Pushkin, and where is Volzhsk? But the Volzhans understood the desire of Father Alexander. They understood, accepted and helped. And for several years now, Volzhans have his own Pushkin. Without any budget.
In my youth, I laughed at the Volzhsky Pushkin. And now I catch myself thinking that, passing by, I quietly bow my head. Before the bust of the genius and before the grandeur of the spirit of the priest, the driver who gave him to me.
