They sailed

The literary expedition is over.

We anchored in Odessa, lived her life for a couple of days, but now - at home.

Well, probably, travelers, even tourists, leave the house, mainly, then, to cast their country with a new eye. Otherwise, why leave your home? Or if you leave it without regret for a long time-something in it, then, is not so. "Really you can’t afford peace?" - How the Soviet d'Artantyan sang.

What is the corner of the eye even at all?

I am somehow oppressed by the fact that tents stood on the Maidan-and nothing!

You can’t put tents in Russia.

This vaguely reminded me of those deeply soviet times when the KSP was underground. And the gathering place was announced only an hour before the departure of the desired train.

And now in Ukraine they choose everyone and everyone. Our Russian bosses came up with that their subordinates are completely stupid, and we must teach them all as underdeveloped children, and not give them the forks. And let them laugh even in Ukraine! Not to mention Switzerland.

Neshto Ukrainians worthy of great freedoms than Russians? Funny, funny ... Hello, as they say, ass, New Year.

Well, it is clear with the climate, with the sun - there is nothing to change here. So far, blah, it will not change itself. But I will say about the difference in mood when changing the state, that is, when crossing the borders. Those who do not leave Russia for a long time, a real abroad does not count, it is terribly alien and it makes no sense to compare, and it is about a former scoop - he does not realize that we live in a warring country, in the frontline lane. All these parades, and tanks, and cops are armed and equipped, as for reflecting military attacks, and checking documents out of the blue for no reason - this is all that you know only in the warring countries.

Blessed, as if bombed roads - there, in the same piggy bank. Abandoned villages in the center of Russia, half burned, from the ownerless - already not a peaceful picture. And how many homeless people! More than after the war. In short, in Ukraine, after Russia, you acutely feel the world, you understand what kind of luxury it is - to be in a peaceful country, in the rear. Who is not in the subject, he will not understand where the joy is, and will not be able to enjoy it. I remember how, after the race in Chechnya (the first war) and Ingushetia (front-line zone), I, having drove on a teapot-burn in Pyatigorsk, caught myself that I was simply resorting in serenity. It does not look at that time at that! Neither the military on the streets, nor block posts, nor the stormy construction of three-story red brick cottages for the money made up from the sale of slaves ... which catches the eye of the war. This buzz from the entrance from a military country to the rear - it is worth visiting the neighboring country of Ukraine.

From conversations about oil and gas can’t go there. From thoughts about a hydrocarbon curse, too. And from the awareness of the fact that Ukraine lives without gift fuel, well, in appearance and no worse than Russia!

Well, is it a little. So what do we have with our oil? Chelsea team? Corrupt officials? Wild prices for everything? The division of the country into the poor and the rich, which will inevitably lead to the collapse of Russia? "A house, divided inside, will not resist." The oligarch and a rural pensioner do not belong to one people, in Russia, in the sense. And in Ukraine there is no such sense of abyss between.

This topic does not bypass in conversations with Ukrainian patriots. Talk to them! Discuss them. Why did Russia and Ukraine have approximately the same growth rates in the best years? What hydrocarbons, huh?

Ukraine is naive to us. It is simpler, despite some cunning and economic excitement. The media of Ukraine are still fighting, often, for the “truth” and for “justice”, and in Russia a press has long been entertaining the audience, openly, without fools ... and without unnecessary illusions.

It feels that we have already seen everything, but they are not yet!

And the call from the mobile to Russia or America for 80 Russian cents per minute - do not want to? Go, refresh your tariff in your memory, and you will have a beautiful occasion to think about how you are robbed ... and how do you live in your free time, in those hours when you are not foolish and not robbed?

Well, in general, this is also funny. Hahaha. You sit in a cafe, drink cold, in the weather, with a boz (real, with a Georgian label, and not the left one that was traded in Russia in a thaw, he was indeed poisonous, terrible, and the label gave it), you try to eat sappy with a sausage with palm oil (you will also tell you about the dominance in Ukraine) and they don’t think here and they don’t think here) Onishchenko laugh at Russians, they don’t even know such words - “Onishchenko”! And they laugh at those who are exposed to us with fools: yes above us. Well, isn't it stupid? When our Russian Duma accepts the decree that any cop has the right to pocket any citizen in a pocket to strengthen the law, vertical and other chimera, and so that the possible explosives are wet - Ukraine will not even laugh. She doesn’t expect anything from us, it seems. Nothing in the sense of good.

Yes…

Well, and the best, of course, recipe for strengthening friendship between countries is, of course, diplomacy.

In this spirit of wisdom, respect for neighbors, attentive attitude to history, filming films about our common past with the participation of the best actors (for example, a 10 -serial “White Guard”, where Ukrainians, as many of them, are exhibited by idiots), our friendship will continue to grow further.

In general, if our two peoples were needed, then they had long demolished border and customs barriers and were friends no worse than Russians, with the fraternal people - with Kazakhs, for example. So, not needed!

One literary expedition here you will not beat off.

Maybe no one needs friendship, but if you bring the matter to a fight, both people will look full of fools. I like them or do not like, you will have to establish relationships, although only compliance with decency for. So that at least not look old idiots in front of children.

Well, in general, there is something to work on. I say this without jokes, this time, as an exception. The savages in the Stone Age were still engaged in cultural exchange, for some reason, and we threw this business-probably smart ones ... probably ...