They rushed about

The nomination of Mikhail Prokhorov for President of the Russian Federation and new games around Alexei Kudrin are, of course, the authorities’ response to the rallies on December 10. An attempt to formalize “from above” the same “party of irritated urban communities” that came to Bolotnaya (Surkov spoke about this “party” the other day, and he accidentally crushed it quite recently at the ever-memorable “Right Cause” congress). The step is interesting, if you do not consider it solely from a tactical point of view. Tactically, this, of course, ensures Vladimir Putin’s victory in the first round (the conscious right votes for the right, the left for the left, the lumpen for the son of a lawyer, and the unconscious majority leaves the GDP).
However, in general, the promotion of such a fairly fresh figure, one that meets the Russian mentality and its contradictory demands (a Westerner, a liberal, but carries girls on planes - his own , a reference to the early Yeltsin - a democrat falling from a bridge with a bouquet of flowers) to the leading roles solves the problem of succession for the future . It’s not at all a fact that already in December 2014 society will not have a need to hear a remake of the classic “I’m tired, I’m leaving...” on New Year’s Eve. And to the disco of the 80s (Zyuganov, Yavlinsky, Zhirinovsky), and even more so There is little hope for the current “tweet guarantor” in this situation.
Can they throw it? Easily! Yesterday it was this very tall one who was thrown at the same time, wearing glasses? And they threw it. But, how can I put it more decently... Times are changing quickly. They wouldn't have thrown themselves out. So they rushed about. In our country, all politics is done this way: they were impatient - they rushed about, knocked over something, tripped over someone, kicked someone out, someone appeared unexpectedly, dragged something, glued it, adjusted it - you see, and cut something, vilify It's still possible. Why not Prokhorov? Tall again.