
Parle-Parle-Parle-Sarkozi murmured. "Clever!" - answered Tamara. Parle-Parle-Parle-Ruayal's voice nervously elevated. "Go to w ...!" - answered Tamara. The native of Tashkent and the beauty of Leningrad in the end of the seventies, she did not seek to formulate in Russian. Which of the two would follow the address indicated by Tamara on Wednesday, it was not yet clear, and France was intrigued in earnest. On the day of the debate, I hardly managed to find a cafe where the Champions League was shown. Kochumali there mainly foreigners like me - the local population, scoring to Milan with Manchester, almost completely switched to the debate. And I must admit: on this field there was perhaps even a hotter ... Returning from the cafe, I found Tamara at the TV in a state close to rage: Ruayal for the second hour promised the French social justice. “Fright and divide! - Tamara translated with accessible words to me. - The land to the peasants, factories to workers! Old rubbish! " In the political sense, the above -mentioned “rubbish” is a really ancient and eternal thing, as the world of social inequality. I don’t know how socialist promises act on the current French - they act worse than the gag on former Soviet people. Viktor Shenderovich "Our left is worse than yours!" - summed up Tamara. I got excited, of course: next to Zyuganov, the social demagogue Ruayal looks quite a decent person. The pre -election genre, however, is generally a little thing vulgar - like everything that is concerned about the rating. Intellectuals grab onto the heads, sarcism rides a horse, Ruayal helps grandmother in a supermarket to pack products; Several city madmen loom back the background, each with their own percentage in the palm of the symmetrical electorate - hello from Oleg Malyshkin ... Le Pen did not go into the second round and celebrates Mayoi at the Opera building noisily. Just to glow - also a familiar diagnosis ... of the points of similarity, of course, is full, but the differences are impressive. Shirak and his administration are not concerned about personal security guarantees - maybe they did not steal anything? Successor? There is no such word - like Shirak himself in the election media space: only a gignol doll, biting out a outstanding nose under the laughter of the audience. Candidates do not fight for the resource in the administration - for the votes of the French! On the air, in the sharpest dialogue, with a submecund equality and the emphasized neutrality of the presenters. The first cruel cartoon - on both, of course! - Appears on the screen a couple of minutes after the end of the debate, and then for two days independent journalists are gnawing every replica, clarifying the degree of competence of candidates for the public. And they clarified, perhaps. Vive La France! ... I really hope to see all this in Russia in the spring of next year. I believe that the dear GDP will disappear from the TV for this time, giving way to candidates, including the opposition. I dream to see how publicly crushes Ryzhkov and Limonov with the whole power of his intellect Sergey Ivanov! He's not stupid Sarkozy, right? Such a selection has passed, the blood in the veins is crushed ... And that he is not a Hungarian Jew, so we will forgive him. Forward, on the air, on the debate, Sergey Borisovich! Or I will rent a couple of political assessments with Tamara.