Dad at Kolya is strong in mathematics

Alexander Grigoryevich is saddened. He was at a perplexity that could be called sincere, if this person had been telling the truth at least once in his life, he looks west. Like, how is it, gentlemen?

On demand, he said yesterday at a press conference, our European friends have violated our laws. Registered all the candidates, "closing their eyes to all their sins." Openness, added a shocked Old Man, "there was such that people were already confused: either it was an election, or a reality show." And on you - again did not please. Again, these Europeans find fault, not wanting to recognize the honest results of honest elections in Belarus.

There is a certain buzz in pronouncing such speeches. The high of the winner who does not care what they say about him. The buzz of mockery over the whole world, from Moscow to the British seas. After all, he again outplayed them all, according to a well -known, boring, but from that no less effective scheme. Having loudly enmity with Russia, Lukashenko sowed the hope of democratization in Belarus in waste European hearts. Having met on the eve of the elections with Medvedev, he threw a timid dream of the upcoming Slavic fraternity in his touchy, incredulous soul.

But all this was not the main thing. Any dictator somehow bakes from the surrounding civilized world, and there are different methods. Say, Kim Jong Ir is exchanging his nuclear conspiracy for fuel oil and food. Ahmadinejad who successfully plays the role of a smiling scumbag for a year in a row. Gaddafi, talking with Western politicians, uses the tactics of the whip and the carrot. There are different ways, and almost all of them are effective, if you do not bury, like Miloshevich, and not to let the situation out of control like a chauser.

But this is the most important thing: accounting and control within the country.

Accounting for cash flows that is most convenient to send to the presidential fund, if there is no Gazprom at hand. Control over any opposition movements and politicians who should be destroyed morally, and, if necessary, physically. Plus a perennial, day a day, the tireless work of the propaganda, in which all the appearance of a national driver with a club and skates is an event of a state scale, and a statement of some opponent or, God forbid, a rally of protest on the metropolitan area - the news is a third -rate, hardly worthy discussion on television and in newspapers.

No, this is not a life in Orwell. The world has changed, and the Old Man, ready to transfer the throne to the seven -year -old son Koil, when he becomes a middle -aged man, speaks of a democratic procedure eagerly, sometimes with a tear and determination in his eyes. Democracy is first of all. He even forces his Central Election Commission to remove unnecessary interest, so that every time the "elekhan victory" looks more polarmal. He is very strong in mathematics of this kind. He agrees to launch in his reality show all the candidates, even with "sins", if only everything looked like in the best houses of Paris and Strasbourg. So that later with the sincerity of the lyceum, whom Stanislavsky would believe, sorrowfully shrug: what else do they need, these Western liberals?

The obvious one must admit: at the end of the twentieth century, dictators and killers learned to use democracy for personal purposes. Not like Hitler, who, after coming to power, canceled the elections forever - more precisely, until 1945. Everything is for the Old Man as people: there are parties, opposition candidates, and seditious sites, and, most importantly, a people who may not vote for him too much, but have nothing against, learning the next morning that he chose Alexander Grigoryevich again. Such a special people who have been explained for many decades that without Lukashenko they would disappear. The Russians will come, the Americans will come, the Germans will come with the Poles - and take freedom ...

The same thing happens in Russia, where even quite sane citizens do not see alternatives to the fucked Putin and his comic locomotive. Something similar, reproaching the authorities for itself, is committed by the local specialist in the gene pool in Ukraine. Only he still has a rather long way, during which the huge people should forget and curse the freemen of the damned zero.

And in Minsk and Moscow, the consensus of the authorities with the people has already been practically reached, except that the “left -wing radicals”, as the Minister Nurgaliev expresses, still throw their zighalyi on city squares and the unfortunate Belarusian opposition to five years in five years they substitute their heads under the clubs of the Berkut Sonderkat. Causing Lukashenko another attack of sincere bewilderment. There were honest elections - and on you, the troublemakers went to the square, but "this is not democracy, this is banditry."

So says the Old Man, and the son of Kolya, the future president, believes him every word and remembers these excited speeches for life.