Who will be appointed bitter?

The new Uralvagonzavod is coming on the literary field

The new “Uralvagonzavod” is coming, only on the cultural field, and rightly, all other questions have already decided, it was time to come to understand, ask them in a party-with whom are you masters of culture, with a people or with a liberal detachment barking from the gateway?

Composition is a piece of thing, you won’t do anything here, although in other times even poems wrote poems with a brigaded method, “bricks” created novels, epic shogali, like stools, someone remembered these primitive and sweet times, all by time, there is nothing accidental here.

The descendants of the great Russian surnames are called and persistently invited writers on November 21: Tolstoy, Lermontov, Pushkin ... Well, of course, employees of the presidential administration, preoccupied with the inorganization of writers. The phantasmagoria is lining up in the sick brain: do the descendants of the great names and the sovereign call people at the veche of the writers? Apparently, they again decided to recreate the Union of Writers with the General Secretary, the Board and other charms.

Again, all literary evil spirits will raise his head, they will again trumpet into holes, varnish reality, draw a picture of the world with black and white colors.

The new “Uralvagonzavod” is coming, only on the cultural field, and rightly, all other questions have already decided, it was time to come to understand, ask them in a party-with whom are you masters of culture, with a people or with a liberal detachment barking from the gateway?

There are two important questions: who will be appointed bitter, and who will become the general secretary? I am not a sorcerer and not oracle, but it seems to me that two gentlemen will come together in a fight: Prokhanov and Poles, they will converge in a deadly battle for the place of the Secretary General. It would not have reached the ice axes, and there is no answer on the first question yet, I think, they will get from the crypt of some half-dead classic, but not Bitov and not Iskander, I just give a tooth ...

The writers will close their eyes and will be violently baptized: thank God, it’s famously passed and now it will be possible, as before, according to the state order of the Maistry, the stories of factories and factories, and new heroes, modern pans and Zoe will fall into the regiments of bookstores, enter school classes and light up young hearts in new words, will drop in the ships of modernity. Both the Ulitskoye and the Iron Blood are swept into the corner of the entire nineteenth century, all these Belinsky, Ogarev and Herzenov, calling Rus' to the ax, will drop this whole decadence, decadence and all the sobbing on the great and continuous history of Russia, where there will be a place for everyone, and formidable, and Rurik, and Suvorov and Stalin, everyone will be returns to their affairs ...

The very idea of ​​collecting the masters of the pen is consonant with the ideas of collecting land, recreating the luminiferous empire, but what an empire without court pies and storytellers.

There is a feeling that Satan’s ball is no longer around the corner, Annushka has already shed oil, but to whom the tram will cut off the unreasonable head, we will see very soon, the shadow of Mikhail Afanasevich is already materializing from the “bad” apartment and soon the new prosecutor in a white cloak will enter the third Rome, his heavy tape under the arches of the Mayakovskaya metro is already heard.

- Vladimir Vladimirovich! Allow me to introduce myself, - new Mayakovsky will say. - We want the pen to equate with a bayonet.

And, of course, they equate, going towards the wishes of the workers.