Translated material
Patamushta - Leader and Teacher
Sorry, citizens, but our opposition community sometimes infuriates me. Everything that the hated government does is definitely crap. Everything that any riffraff who declares themselves the opposition does is definitely good. No bazaar.
The government decided to leave the clock alone once and for all, setting the hands to the time closest to astronomical - crap. It doesn’t matter that there is a point in canceling maternity leave, invented by Ilyich’s fevered brain. The main thing is to shit.
“Don’t they have anything else to do?!” Patamushta, in a word.
The Minister of Education came up with a proposal to legalize the rules for using “e” and “e” - crap. “We need to get on with business!” Again - Patamushta.
But my friend, whom her parents named Alena, periodically has problems - because in some documents some individual officials are stupidly lazy to dot the e. And not only for her. But what the fuck does it matter to us, revolutionaries, that some lousy unit might have problems because of some letter?
We think in global categories. Marching - like that in millions. Rebuild - so to the foundation, and then - to the very root, pushing it into a swing.
And try to say a word against it! Oh, you are a provocateur, and an informer, and a sipper, and at least take out the saints from the Coordination Council... Patamushta...
And you know what? Go to hell with your revolutionary fervour! I can’t stand the government – and not just the current one. Any power is disgusting to me - to varying degrees of disgust.
The current one is disgusting to the point of vomit. But making claims out of thin air?!
If you, comrade revolutionaries, don’t do anything good (which is what you blame the Kremlin crowd for) - suck, suck and smack. Just don’t demand the same from others.
Because this is your Patamushta - the main and only argument. This is your Patamushta - your real leader and leader.
You are exactly the same anchovies as this gop party on Poklonnaya. They have their own Patamushta, you have yours.
And I understand perfectly well how disgusted you are with certain vile, renegades who prefer to think more than to shout.
And they leave us - because of you.
They do not become lovers of ghouls, they do not run over to the enemy and are not sold for pieces of silver.
They did not go to Poklonnaya because they despise Patamushta.
They came to Bolotnaya and came face to face with this freak.
And they left.
And why do you need them?
You yourself, without snotty ones, in splendid isolation, will overthrow the tyrant, and quickly tomorrow or the day after tomorrow you will cook up a bright tomorrow.
Anyone who thinks fuck you hasn't given up.
Patamushta.
But the sheep did not give up to those who thought.
Because.