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To Africa!
To Africa!
If it's long, long, long, if it's long along the path,
If you walk along the path for a long time, stomp, drive and run,
Then, perhaps, then, of course, then, probably, probably, right,
So maybe, maybe, maybe, you can come to Africa!
Yu. Mikhailov
1. Reflection.
We live in a feudal system. They are under capitalism. That’s why they are better, that’s why we are ashamed.
How much they fooled our brains! How many of these “isms” there were, how many of these fairy tales there were about how we bypassed everyone in building a new political structure. I remember that even Mongolia was torn out of feudalism and, carried on the wings of fraternal help over the need to learn the lessons of capitalism, plunged into socialism.
Now it is finally clear where we are and who we are. Contingent holding is the basis of our political and economic order. A distinctive feature of conditional holding is the desire of feudal lords to convert conditional holding into unconditional holding and, importantly, the transfer of rights by inheritance.
The governor's wife consolidates her position as a feudal lord, providing her son with an annuity and a dozen other candle factories. The mayor arranges orders for his wife from the metropolis, bends banks, courts and prosecutors' offices, allocating construction sites. During one term, the head of the district takes control of cutting areas and sawmills, brick factories and boarding houses, receives regional feudal lords in bathhouses with girls, taking care to ensure the next elections. Fire inspectors offer the owner of the university to strip the walls of the building, remove the linoleum, and cover everything with liquid glass, and agree to retreat for compensation. The same firefighters will allow fireworks in a restaurant with a straw ceiling for a bribe. A traffic cop goes on the highway with one single goal: to catch and gut. He bought this position, paid for the grain route, and now he will start collecting money.
This kind of system is sustainable. Everyone accepted the rules of the game. The director of films about thieves utters a revealing phrase: “corruption has become civilized.” The phrase is picked up and multiplied. This is a new – invigorating meaning. There is no need to talk about gangrene of government structures. Now in the kitchens, in the presence of children, they are discussing how much they need to give to the judge so that he makes the necessary decision, what is the size of the bribe for admission to a university, how much should the teacher be paid for the test. Prosecutors, with the grace of vultures, look out for a fatter victim and, lazily flapping their wings, expose incriminating evidence and the price for not initiating a criminal case. When social relations lag behind the productive forces, everyone becomes a criminal. Depravity penetrates the pores of the body. The fact is that their corruption is random. Ours is natural. I’ll explain if anyone hasn’t caught up. An official has no private property, said the classic. The state is its private property. But for them, this is a deviation from the norm, condemned, instantly detected by the mass of free public organizations. And for us, this is the NORM OF RELATIONS. The feudal system is different in that the STATE POST IS ISSUED FOR FEEDING.
This system is stable, but uncompetitive. The fact is that everyone has their place in history. Its correspondence to the productive forces. It is Marx’s sworn truth that the shell of social relations fetters the possibility of the birth of new technologies, just like any truth is objective. It is very difficult to argue with the law of gravity. And so far no one has been able to come to an agreement with the lever. Therefore, any discovery, any invention will be stopped to determine whether it harms the feudal lord. Those technologies that find their way will certainly enter the service of the feudal lords and begin to strengthen their power. Well, here's a recent example: the commander-in-chief of the clock hands ordered the introduction of zero percent alcohol and supplied traffic inspectors with electronic analyzers. Answer me: for whom has life become easier in Rus'? Could this improve road safety? No. This has become another tool for making money. Zugzwang. Any action leads to deterioration.
That is why our path lies to Africa.
The man who established the route is again elected captain. You can be sure that whoever controls the helm, resources, country and institutions today will never allow his throne to be shaken. Another thing: cry in the wind! Therefore, the term of election is 24 years. In modern conditions this means eternity. We will get to Africa much earlier. And there, as you know, there are gorillas and evil crocodiles. “Children, don’t go for a walk in Africa!” the classic warned.
All attempts to prove the illegitimacy of the election of the captain are ridiculous. Yes, I didn't go on vacation. But Obama didn’t go on vacation either. Yes, easily, from the first dive, I got amphorae in the middle of the beach. Well, lucky man. He drives tanks, swims in submarines, flies on airplanes, puts out fires, shook a bear’s paw! Those who watch Dom-2 LIKE such a captain. And they are the majority.
Why does the captain need this? Maybe he is a bad person, like a radish there... No! Good man. He doesn’t abandon his own people, he’s as honest as a politician can be. He has children. The orientation is correct. He is smart, collected, tense, and does not get into trouble. Try to say that you are not generous. Didn't shoot, didn't hang, didn't press. Bye. What are you saying? Eh, Khodorkovsky? The reaction is a bit revealing, of course, but exactly in terms of the level of danger. The boy broke the agreement. After all, they gave you a well, well, sit and suck it for yourself! No, he reached for the steering wheel. The skeletons in the closets are all counted: get it if you don’t understand. Please note that even the European court, after analyzing the case materials, wiped its snot and remained silent. If there had been a hole in the case, I would not have kept silent.
Well, who can tell me why the captain needs to go to Africa? After all, there are European harbors! The sun of democratic traditions shines there, there are no gorillas, no crocodiles, and Barmaley is not there either. And shovel cuttings are used only for their intended purpose.
No matter how much I asked, no one gave an answer. I began to think for myself. And this is the conclusion and answer I came to.
2. Apology for the captain.
The course to European harbors lies through the Roaring Forties. The ship called the Russian Empire is unable to overcome them. That's all.
It was this circumstance that became obvious after each of the attempts to bring Russia into Europe. Was it undertaken by Catherine, Alexander the Liberator, or some other reformer tsar? Not a single liberal reform in Russia was brought to completion, because it became obvious that a little more and the sails would break under the pressure of the wind, the masts would break with a crash, and the hull of the ship would break on the crest of a gigantic wave of economic and social upheaval.
Damn empire! At the cost of incredible sacrifices of the people of the “enslaver”, with the quiet hatred and black ingratitude of the “enslaved” nations, the construction of a single state was carried out. And some 200-300 years were not enough for us to establish a single language, acquire a common history, genetic homogenization of the population and equalize the economic potential of the territories.
Nobody wanted to be the “Last Tsar.” One had to. Gentle, kind and stupid, he tried to lead the squadron of the Russian Empire through the upheavals of the roaring forties. They don’t walk on ropes in a storm; willingly or unwillingly, they gave the necessary sovereignty to the union republics. The bitter fate of the sovereign, who lost half the country. While earning money as a pizza advertiser, the last Tsar of Great Russia talks and writes in his memoirs about how he tried to lead the Russian squadron into the world of civilization. How the captains of the allied ships at the decisive moment turned into looters and stole property from the national burrows of independence.
The loser was written off ashore. For some time the ship was controlled by a violent captain. He danced on the deck, led the ship's orchestra, and urinated from the side into the ocean. I did what I could. He suppressed the riot and fired cannons. But when the country began to unravel along the last seams of autonomy, torn apart by “sovereignty carried away as much as possible,” it became clear that a little more would be the end. An active group gathered and carried out the operation: “Successor”. It was then that the one who was registered on the bridge for life came. What is a fact is that he accepted the ship in a deplorable condition. There is a fire on the forecastle, pirates on the stern, an engine without fuel, a mast without sails. Equipped, drove, extinguished, refueled. Saved what was left of the Great Empire squadron.
Saved. But he was forced to change course. Keeping abeam of the roaring forties in order to see Europe behind the foam and spray, we are moving towards Africa.
Connivance, colloquially referred to as democracy, led to the fact that rebellion ripened on the ship again.
3. About the position of the opposition.
Well, first of all, she doesn't exist. This is its main feature. There is no opposition and there cannot be any in either tribal or feudal societies. As the poet said, “In French: pardon me, but with us – in the face.” She is cut out. On air, in print, at the entrance. Feudal lords do not give up power peacefully. This is what they have - under capitalism - all sorts of parliaments, Moncloa pacts, vinti-li... We have different methods than in Europe: snuff boxes, gloves, scarves, a red-hot poker with a cow's horn to organize death from intestinal colic. Well, of course, cuttings for shovels.
The trouble is that, as Kennedy truly said: “ Those who make a peaceful revolution impossible will make a violent revolution inevitable.”
It is not the opposition, but the authorities that makes it impossible in one case, and inevitable in another. But revolution in Russia is both inevitable and necessary. And if you do not ensure its peaceful course, it will be bloody. The captain’s plan seems to be this: just as the red directors of the Soviets overnight became feudal lords, so another transition will take place peacefully: the feudal lords will become civilized and become capitalists.
Unlikely. Well, I understand that former directors and now plant owners have long been ready to live according to new relationships. But this is precisely the class that is oppressed today! By whom? - you ask. Feudal officials! We have only two classes today: the bourgeoisie and the bureaucracy. And the bureaucracy - feudal lords dominate. They are killing all production in Russia. How do they do it? Konstantin Babkin has a book: “Reasonable Industrial Policy” - everything is described there. In the details.
If there is no opposition, then who are those who pretend to be the opposition?
Weaning parties.
LDPR.
Amazing game. Collection of phenomena. It has nothing to do with liberalism or democracy. A wonderful leader, the smartest man, the most talented politician, for hire playing the role of the possessed Fuhrer. A role he was already tired of. But what can you do: the party may be the most necessary of those who declare themselves to be the opposition. I'll explain why this is so. During the period of communist rule in Russia, any idea of property and property relations was completely destroyed. The people turned out to be declassed and lumpenized. The party's voters are a huge mass of poorly educated people, but at the same time active and young people. The VOKhRA party is more necessary than others. It performs a very important function: it lets off steam, gives the appearance of representation to those social forces that have realized the importance of politics, and even realized that it is art. But in understanding harmonies they have only grown to the level of popular print.
Communist Party of the Russian Federation.
The best evidence is that history teaches nothing. When the old men and women pass away, who were Octoberists in childhood, pioneers in adolescence, Komsomol members in youth, and then earned their living as instructors of district and regional committees of the CPSU, the party will be replenished with the hot Che Guevara generation. The ideas of communism are contagious. They are delightful on the outside, but destructive on the inside. You have to fall into this trap to understand how terrible it is. It is a great blessing for Russia that the head of this party is a completely mediocre person.
Just Russia.
Surkov's miscarriage. It is difficult to understand why this batch was made at all. Maybe just to split up the communists by creating a “cardboard fool” to the right of the entrance? Or maybe, really, in order to give a platform to civilized social democracy? The party is full of talented people: Ponomarev, Gudkov, Dmitrieva, but at the head, blocking the way to the elevator with his engorged body, is another mediocrity.
Parties and forces of free bread.
Apple.
Well, what can I say, well, I respect you. And the program is smart. Although, again, I did not read the stupid party programs. And the leader is a tragic figure. Undoubtedly talented. But, he's unlucky. Or maybe they opened at a bad time. The world has not yet realized that not only space is heterogeneous, but time too. And that time has its own swamps, screes, ravines and slopes. Again, the name is bullshit anyway. If it’s “Yavlinsky, Boldyrev, Lukin,” then it’s stupid, because you can’t call the party by your name. Let others call it by your name. If it’s a fruit, that’s stupidity again. What kind of insensibility is this? It’s the same as straightening your fingers while counting, rather than bending them. We don't have a fruit tradition. Not New York, I guess.
S.P.S.
This is what we should call parties! Ersederepe! If it had been a name, it would have been substituted for Apple’s honor... It wasn’t substituted. No matter how much they set it up, it didn’t work. S.P.S. - a party with a militant past and a shameful transvestite present. Eh, it was time to make some noise. “It was a hurricane,” as Captain Black Belt put it the other day.
This is exactly the case when the performance is over and the lights are turned on in the hall. It's time to go outside, because the main action is now already there.
Street.
Nemtsov, Milov, Ryzhkov, Kasparov, Kasyanov are junk. Spent cartridges. You can still jump out, you can still jump out, but the scraps will never fly through the back streets. And if news appears that a toilet was thrown onto the roof of a fighter for people’s rights on the roof of his Lexus, then the most common question in the comments to the news was: “Was the toilet filled with shit?”
In the great idea of the final disintegration of the opposition by creating 100 parties, each of those mentioned has the opportunity to create their own. And continue to move across the sky as a small, dim, fading star, finally free from the vile obligations of partnership with anyone.
Prokhorov.
Hope. Now dying, now resurrecting hope. He begins to speak - a luminary. Balanced, smart, memorative, logical, in a word, impeccable. As soon as he gets down to business, take out the saints! My mother! Either half-length billboards, or slogans with a tipper, or cockroach races for bagmen with a bonus in the form of seats in the State Duma, or the same cockroach races at the expense of cockroaches, but now for leadership in the regions. Either the VOKHR staff will give it to the person under investigation, or it will entrust it to the minority. Guard! But this is all mere nonsense compared to the theme of pink thongs. And a bander friend who carefully describes the theme of pink thongs in an interview. And an amazing addiction to the chatter of glamor at the age of good cognacs. Well, I understand, Makarevich: a great cook, an amazing diver, but what's the point of being a second? Alla Borisovna: this is the era! But why should a grandmother get involved in politics? A politician is a pro-fessional! Maybe Stepan will come to his senses, of course. He will start a family. And a wife, not a brothel owner, but a simple Russian girl. Taking a photo with his son by the hand against the backdrop of a Russian field. Then there will be a President. And our hope will live.
Udaltsov, Navalny.
Oh, cool kids with eyes faded from hatred, oh cool... Oh, they'll show themselves, if something doesn't happen under unclear circumstances, oh, I'll show you. But it looks like the young generals will make it in time. According to calculations, it will begin in August, begin to spin in September, and crash in October.
But this is already discussed in the second chapter of our story.