
The tired alpha male on galleys knew very well how such little things end in his native pride. First, yesterday Gamma-Holi from the educators is the fornicingly ambitious and, as it were, sympathetically calls you the aging de Gaulle. And then completely different people declare aging al-Kapone, handcuffs rapidly click and instead of Colomba-le-dez-Elizes you are being taken to the Bastille. And this is still good if it is taken. You can’t leave, stay.
For more than two years, he stoically endured the mocking blasphemy of the Kremlin ink and the indifference of the ungrateful, who had not risen from the knees of the people - and the “backward raw material economy” and “not even the economy at all, but there are only bribes and kickbacks”, and “undeveloped political system”, and “flaming Caucasus”, and “eclectic foreign policy, moving the imperial imperial Nostalgia, ”and the fucking“ modernization ”with elements of“ democratization ”.
But when the signal code code “stagnation” flashed on the twitter blog of the heir, and an academic discussion on the topic “stagnation or some is already in the sunshot” unfolded in the liberal circles, as in the word “Khodorkovsky”, legendary nodules and he again showed us his non-testing art of the recruiter and the lodge of flies.
Its 18 Brumer Louis Bonaparte (December 2, 1851) stretched for three days of a brilliant master class: November 30, December 1, December 2, 2010.
I. November 30. The self -destruction of the "successor".
Under the branded unblinking, squeamishly distant gaze of the jellyfish of the jellyfish in the front row of the medium, the unfortunate messenger poured some kind of non-urban extractoric nonsense for an hour and a half, finally closing the question discussed even before the day in certain circles: whether he was trembling or the law has the right.
II. December 1. Recruitment of phyfoids.
Well, this was the simplest for a puppeteer who, in which the Chancellor of Great Germany serves the Lake, runs the guarantees of the premiere of Italy and Finland, buzz from the Cash desk in the Surkovsky accounting, incorruptible rulers to the western intelligentsia from the Valdai Club and the Yaroslavl Forum. The Executive Committee of football Alhenov was stipulated on all sides by the accusations of corruption in his pocket after a series of secret evening. But the master of spiritual martial arts is not enough just to recruit a client, you still need to force him to sincerely love a big brother and cry from this love with drunken happy tears.
The passionate speech at a meeting of the Government of the Russian Federation on the noble gray -haired gentlemen who save children around the world from drug addiction, and about the Englishwoman, who was giving up, straightened their healed fallen souls and allowed them to vote in the next day, not stolen around, but with a highly raised head and with a legitimate sense of dignity.
III. December 2. A contract with your people.
And finally, the third day of the creation of the new political reality in Russia. Like God from the car, like a quote from the "triumph of will", he soars, withstanding a royal pause, over the conquered Zurich, going down from heaven to enthusiastic Blatters and mutuals.
And now carefully follow the text of the master who has entered the state of creative trance. Otherwise, among a series of ritual banalities, the latest neurolinguistic programming code addressed to the Russian viewer, for which this whole mundial was started. Putin's " whisper in the wind ." It would seem that a completely inappropriate in this solemn moment is an incoherent and rather vulgar stream of broken consciousness:
"Mr. Abramovich worked well for Chukotka for several years. Not everyone knows about this. Everyone says that he is an oligarch. But he helps in the development of football in Russia. I do not exclude that Mr. Abramovich will help in preparation for the World Cup. Let him unwind - he will not lose him. He has a lot of money."
But look how organically and unobtrusively Putin lips the positive emotional connection in the mass Russian mind of three fundamental concepts. "My mundial is me and I and Abramovich - our common fund with Abramovich."
A sacred contract is concluded with the Open-Monastery at a deep subconscious level: "You, ferrets are a mundial, and Roma and I have an uncontrolled power for another 12 years at least." It is twelve. What stone hearts will have to have to have to refuse these wonderful people requiring the continuation of the banquet, in May 2018, a month before the opening of their mundial.
Iphone with this magnificent tandem is not standing nearby, even if the functions for the sake of or as a reward for exemplary behavior will allow him to play Simeon Bekbulatovich or Vladimir Staritsky for a few more years.
Today, the main thing for continuing yourself in power is not the formal post of the president, but above all the legalization in the public consciousness of the system of power common funds. And the common fund "Abramovich" among them is archiving. Not only because it is the largest. After the sincere confessions of Abramovich to the high royal court about the circumstances of the criminal assignment by him Sibneft and after issuing him from the Russian budget in 2004 by the Kremlin (Putin) 13.7 billion dollars (under the pretext of buying by the state of this company) to deny the existence of this common fund as a criminal structure.
You can only try to give him (and by analogy and everyone else) a certain "patriotic" metaphysical context. To which the multi -way operation "Mundial" is aimed at:
Vladimir Putin and Roman Abramovich, the prince and his faithful Zuss of Russian football, having made his marriage in heaven, together with his people, giving him a full -fledged national idea, filling his mortal existence with high teleological meaning, affectionately lifting him from the knees, teaching him not only to rectification, but also to the noble art of the dynamic game of dynamic game of dynamic game ball...
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You know, Rom, I myself have not been in Russian business for the first year and I understand something in it. But whether they will be too much 30 yards of green on the cut?
Do not take it in mind, Dashul. I will take them from a share of Vova. Let him forge - he will not be lost. He has a lot of money. And let him not hold me for Fraer at all.