This is not a text in the Journal and not an attempt to once again express or clarify my opinion about what happened. This is the most sincere repentance.
The great Orthodox shrine has left us, emotions have subsided somewhat, and the time has come for enlightenment. Naturally, I did not participate in the vicious persecution that radical atheists and atheists carried out against millions of believers trying to touch the belt of the Virgin Mary. I also did not support all sorts of Pharisaic conversations about the triumph of paganism over true Christian spiritual values, which began between the believers themselves; I certainly never go into such jungle. And, of course, I am not guilty of making completely stupid claims of an everyday and practical nature, such as that they made it difficult for me to use the Kropotkinskaya metro station or prevented me from moving freely around the capital over a vast territory from Ostozhenka to Luzhniki. It would be very petty to the point of vile dirty tricks.
I just very softly, almost in pastel colors, made a sketch of the situation when people stood in the cold for twenty hours in a gigantic queue, unprecedented even for such a professional in this field as me, who has experience recording on a Zhiguli in a technical center in the late 70s . And next to this line there is a museum, almost empty at this time, where you can spend the whole day in unimaginably luxurious conditions, among the greatest works of world-class art. And just as carefully, I hinted at my fear that with hundreds of thousands of people dreaming of touching the belt of people, I would hardly have found many common topics for conversation.
But the Patriarch strictly said not only to the outright hooligans and boors I mentioned, but also to everyone who was not very firm in the faith and doubted, like me: “No human arguments, especially those coming from our darkened mind, from our corrupted moral nature, can explain this greatest attraction to the sacred."
And the Orthodox people, less correct and restrained than the head of the Russian Orthodox Church, shouted indignantly: “How dare you judge what is incomprehensible to you from your primitive, rational point of view, we are not touching you, do not meddle in areas that are inaccessible to you.” , mind your own business and give us the opportunity to calmly do ours!”
Holy Rus' overnight became a champion of tolerance and respect for those whose thoughts or feelings may not be understandable to everyone.
So, a miracle, and the greatest miracle happened right before our eyes. And I, with my stupid skepticism, was completely put to shame, which I admit with the greatest humility and repent, repent, repent...