Borderline state

Nothing can limit the desire of a real man. Even the state border

People who know how to find a lot at the bottom of a glass are well aware that “after the third” a fierce feeling of loneliness appears in the heart. Blitz-interview on the topic "Do you respect me?" ceases to bring a feeling of deep ...

People who know how to find a lot at the bottom of a glass are well aware that “after the third” a fierce feeling of loneliness appears in the heart. Blitz-interview on the topic "Do you respect me?" ceases to bring a feeling of deep satisfaction, and severely wants something extremely sublime. In short, there is that limit of drinking, after which the basic instinct becomes the only one. A resident of the Novgorod region, Alexei (his last name is not reported either in police protocols or in information reports) “after the third” suddenly remembered one of his acquaintances and felt an urgent need for an immediate meeting. The desire is not criminal if the girl lives in the same state as you. But if it is outside the state border, and you don’t have not only a visa, but even an identity document, then this is a completely different matter. Only for a real man who knows how to drink, nothing can limit desire. Even the state border. In short, Alexei undressed, threw himself into the river and swam, pushing a hastily made raft in front of him, on which he laid all his clothes. It is not good to come to a lady in wet pants. He was not embarrassed not only by the lack of a visa, but also by the fact that the width of the Narva River in the Ivangorod region was approximately 400 meters. And the water temperature even on this July night was about 10 degrees Celsius. But he didn't care. Normal condition for a wide variety of studies. This story would not have aroused any curiosity in me, if not for one circumstance - Alexey violated the border with Estonia, which is unfriendly to us. He was frightened by fascism awakening there, poisoned by sour cream and the oppression of Russians. But all these words turned out to be a trifle in front of the hot whisper of a girl from the adjacent side. To be honest, this does not seem to me a violation at all, but an insufficiently neatly executed act of people's diplomacy. He (and the raft with clothes) was pushed by love. And this is a completely normal feeling. As for the visa, it also happens that when crossing the border the papers are in order, but in the head there are continuous violations. I remember that our delegation of representatives of the people, with mandates, quite officially crossed the state border and right at the station demanded to change the president of Estonia. (Note: they did not behave like gentlemen from a well-known state, demanding to change the Constitution at the slightest pretext.) It is curious that in their homeland these same deputies of the State Duma cannot even remove Zurabov, and in a foreign land they have the courage to remove even the first persons! Maybe sometimes you have to break the line like this in order to keep something human in yourself? And the drunk Aleksey seems to me much wiser than our politicians, who whip up hysteria and inflate bad feelings. And the story of the swim ended quite logically. The Estonian border guards, appreciating the feeling, fined Alexei six thousand crowns (that's somewhere around $520) and handed it over to the Russian side. But according to the laws of the Russian Federation, a border violator may face criminal prosecution. He can also be accused of improving the demographic situation of a country that is unfriendly to us. And this is almost state treason.