Power?.. I hate it!

There is an immutable law: every nation has the government that this nation deserves. It is true. But those who draw the conclusion from this are lying: the government and the people are one thing. Nonsense!
Let’s get acquainted: I am “the people”, one of “the”... My name is Evgeniy Ivanovich. Last name: Popov. The people to which I rightfully consider myself are not homogeneous. And this is obvious. Yes, I am. And there are the Kholmanskys... He, it seems, is also “the people”, but!.. Comrade H. was seen and chosen by one person (but what a one!), but no one chose me: I’m on my own, the same as and millions of fellow citizens. So, there is power. Yes, I am. There are - X... And there are also Barefoot. There are many of them. So many! Unfortunately, almost everything.

The authorities don’t ask me how I feel about them. She doesn't care about this. But there is an opinion! And I am ready to present it. I don't like power. (She me too!) No. Not so... I hate power. That's more accurate. What is the reason for my deep, sincere feeling? In short, it is indignation and contempt. (And I don’t care that the authorities stared sternly at me and ominously began drumming their fingers on the table.) Yes. I hate it! (I’ll explain especially for “E” employees: everything stated below applies only to bribe-takers. Relax!)
What do the people, that is, me, see with their own eyes? The people see the impudent, arrogant, smug, glamorous, snickering government. Snickering!.. The authorities accepted the idea of ​​declaring their expenses with disapproval, or rather, did not accept it at all. Why, exactly, is this so? - I ask. And in response to me: Our idol would fall out of the sarcophagus onto the square faster than we would declare our expenses!
I hate power... No. I hate power fiercely. I am “the people”. And I perfectly see the person (the authorities) who, with sweaty hands from greed, tenaciously clings to the levers of governing the country. And she has long since comfortably located her sirloin “over the hill” (but not in Mongolia). This is how she lives, like a folk one, stretched out. Or did I mix something up?

The most important principle has been violated—the principle of separation. The government has created a structure that permeates everything: from top to bottom. Everything is entangled in this structure! (Football will be fun if a player suddenly decides to change the rules of the game on a whim. And at the same time, he appoints himself to be the referee! Does this “football player” remind you of anything?) The term “Basmannian justice” became known and understood until Vladivostok. Well, isn't it a shame?

I don’t give a damn about the power that is eating at three throats: about its modest mansions, modest yachts, modest football clubs. These are little things. But the government is drenched in blood from head to toe!.. And children’s blood too. An arrogant person (authority) talks to me about her responsibility. So is she responsible or irresponsible?! If, firstly, the authorities did not answer for the blood of the children killed at school. But three hundred ruined souls!.. Or written off like worn-out slippers? I asked the authorities: Who exactly gave the order to use flamethrowers on children? Is this ghoul punished? I asked the authorities: Who specifically gave the order not to enter into negotiations with terrorists? The authorities have modestly lowered their heads... But answers are not needed. They are obvious and I know them... And the voice of the blood of children cries out to God from the earth, like the voice of the brother killed by Cain.

The responsible government never answered me (i.e., the people) to the question: who stole tons of hexogen? Has this “nonsense” already been exposed? Or are they still looking for him?! But people woke up from a terrible roar... But it would be better if they didn’t wake up. Concrete slabs flattened and smeared human flesh! Iron reinforcement tore people to pieces... And that’s all - hexogen! So, the people (i.e., me) repeat their question: Who stole this hexogen? The surname of "nesuna"!
Questions...Questions. There are a lot of them!
Do I hate power fiercely?.. No. I curse her. I curse the snickering, arrogant, smug government.
Do the holders of this power have a conscience? Of course there is. Because they are shy. He buys a football club and smiles guiltily. He puts on such a watch at an astronomical price for a pen - and blushes deeply. She bashfully tries to cover her shame with her palm: “We are servants of the people!..” - but for some reason his eyes dart furtively.
Yes, I am “the people”. And I despise power.

The government, relying on two crutches - the LDPR and the Communist Party of the Russian Federation, has been “ruling” the country for two decades. Can people not see the results? And the result is the average of my compatriots. This is a sad sight. He was a drunkard and became a drug addict. How many of them are degraded? Hundreds of thousands! The greedy person called “power” is quite happy with the average redneck: thieving, drunk, cowardly, terribly envious, monstrously rude - this is a portrait in oils. But the most striking quality of the average citizen is indifference. For the authorities, this is the most valuable quality in a serf: a journalist was killed... And the cattle “wisely” say: I wouldn’t write like that about torture in the basements of the authorities! Children were gassed at a concert... So the authorities were breaking the back of terrorism!..

The authorities want me to respect them. But all the ugliness pales in comparison to the yawning spiritual abyss my compatriot is falling into. This is worse and more dangerous than the complete collapse of the economy. If Zhirinovsky and Zyuganov are like crutches for the authorities, then the church is the platform on which the authorities stand. That's right. Even atheists, whether they like it or not, the church is the foundation of power. The name of this community of people is Orthodoxy. Under the gold domes, dressed in golden robes, with golden crosses - symbols of Orthodoxy, the spiritual fathers lead the flock along a wide paved road... Where are they leading? - This is a separate topic for another article. God willing, I’ll explain.

In the meantime... I, as the “people”, say in “capital letters”: I hate the authorities.
And, with all this, let God curse the one who, blazing with hatred of power, takes up the “weapon of the proletariat” - the notorious cobblestone. If the common people deserve the power that they have, so it should be. And revolutions, i.e., the violent seizure of power, as we know, lead to monstrous consequences! And there is no need to talk about Ukraine. There was no revolution in Ukraine. "Orangeness" is not a revolution. It was an evolution in people's minds. And in 1991, too, there was no revolution... In a word, the authorities are asleep and see the riot of troublemakers. That rebellion that she, on behalf of the Holman-barefoot people, will voluptuously crush! Is it necessary to make gifts for the authorities?