Is it scary for them to treat us?

I have never been to the 31st Clinical Hospital. I don’t have children, and when they do, it seems to me that, let alone hospitals, there will be nothing left. This is my horizon of expectation regarding our sorrowful history.

But as long as there is a hospital, allowing it to be used for the pleasure of the highest judges is outrageous. However, this is not the most tragic thing in the history of GKB-31. And not the tyranny of the Kremlin, which pointed its finger at a random place and doomed children to death, old people to pain and queues. And not the blind servility of performers who are ready to tear apart their own people for points in their personal file... This is not bitter and terrible.

The tragedy is that the question is almost never heard on the airwaves, on blogs, or on newspaper pages: why, in fact, do judges need their own hospitals? Is it scary for them to treat us? Zapadlo? Shkvara?

They have their own traffic lanes, their own restaurants, their own grocery stores, their own pharmacies, their own hospitals... But for some reason people don’t often remember, by what right do these gentlemen not even pretend to have organized human life for us? With their closed hospitals, distribution centers, and flashing lights, they tell us completely without any equivocation that they do not want to bear any responsibility for us, for the occupied posts. They are not afraid. Because our people, unfortunately, perceive someone’s exclusive right to quality of life as the norm.

They are not fighting against this right en masse; they are only specifically opposing its consequences. They hit oncoming traffic with flashing lights, closed the forest for the sake of the residence, dispersed the hospital... Yes, in these cases, of course, we get out. And it even happens that we defend the forest and temporarily harass those who like to drive fast. And we will save the hospital, I have no doubt. But we do not oppose the right to life assigned to them at the expense of our lack of rights. We are silent, remembering the tsars, the local nobility, the increased rations of party bosses, dachas for members of the Central Committee and the Beryozka store... We are accustomed to silence, we are so accustomed to it, as if the right to a quality life, health, and safety is given only to them and given by God.

That's why they are not afraid of us, gentlemen. With which I congratulate everyone.

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