“Crossed” is a diagnosis: thoughts about the fate of the Motherland

Honestly, sometimes it seems to me that our people just need to be hit in the brains periodically so that they remember that they have such an organ. It’s just that there are no other thoughts after the news about the “crusade” - there were monsters in their own country...

But the Russian Orthodox Church should remain silent in this situation. No, of course, it would be worth saying something, like “what are you doing, dear people,” but under no circumstances should you become hysterical or scream, splashing saliva all over your listeners. If our church knew how to think, and not snap at primitive instincts, then now would be the time for very serious reflection. Yes, of course, now anti-clericalism in all its glory is trending in society, and this is not so scary - it is a symptom of dissatisfaction with the current church. But the fact that the “crusading” began - in fact, an open war of ordinary people - means that the people were ready for these sentiments and can support them. And here it becomes clear: the Russian Orthodox Church made a major miscalculation a very, very long time ago, and today’s hatred is the natural result of this miscalculation.

This is the constructive part. Now it's not constructive.

After such news comes, frankly speaking, complete apathy. From any normal idea - for example, condemnation of the fusion of government and the church - we make some kind of monstrosity, for ourselves even more dangerous than this fusion itself. These days it is especially acutely felt - we are entering another circle to ride with our soulful Russian physiognomy on the gravel of our own history.

Here they are, all the same horrors of the twentieth century - looming on the horizon. But you know what's scary? That everyone knows how it ended last time, but we cannot turn away from this path.

Hey future generations! Forgive us: we don’t understand what we’re doing! But hear: you, too, will not understand what you are doing. After all, you and I are Russian people. When we do something truly great, we do it in spite of everything, which makes our feat even greater. In Russian this means in spite of.

Therefore, our Foreign Ministry is right: we and the West are different civilizations. Do you know why they are different? One journalist formulated this very well: they live , we survive . We think about how to jump over ourselves and pay the bills, and they choose between a summer vacation and a car. Yes, some of us “live” too, and some of us “survive” too. Only these people know that they stand out from the crowd. Here's the difference: here those who are relatively well off stand out, and there are those who are relatively unwell.

And we can’t jump off these rails - we should at least cling to the train.

Now many people understand this. They watch our train turn onto the broken rails of the past, desperately pull the stop valve, shout about it on blogs and on the radio. And silently, with hope, they repeat to themselves: “Or maybe these are the wrong rails? Maybe I'm wrong?

Sometimes you really want to make a mistake , don’t you?