
“Yes, yes, we need a miracle. Anyway, what a miracle ”is from Harms. “Anyway, which, according to Daniil Ivanovich, is, for example,“ the dog flew into the window again ”or“ Soon all the women will cut its asses. ” Well, and this happens, but I will tell you about a miracle of a different, topographically undoubted, tactfully tacted, otherwise for now few have paid attention to it. But only so far - of course, the other day it will become one of the bright, style -forming will accept the coming Olympiad.
In principle, the news is not new - last spring, spectacular photo reports from the Old Believer cemetery appeared on the Internet, which was under the side of the Olympic objects under construction. But the other day, the subject of discussions was photographs taken from the air. It turned out that the preserved cemetery is located not at the side, but in the very center of the Olympic Park. That is, the center is occupied by a round platform with a torch, and a round dance is at a round dance, and strictly in their row, behind the torch - this is the very cemetery.
This is not postmodernism, not part of the concept invented by someone-the cemetery turned out to be in this place quite by accident. It is said that it has existed here since 1911, but has not been noted on the subnovo with which the designers of Olympstroy worked. He was remembered in 2008, when the resettlement of the inhabitants of the village of Morlinsky began and the community defended her necropolis. But, according to legend, it was no longer possible to move the construction for a couple of hundred meters - because here is a rock, and there the swamp and only it seems that Russia is great, and there is nowhere to retreat.
No one understands the main thing: this story is not about good and not about bad - it is about magical.
It is very good that the decisive side restrained emotions and did not tolerate or asphalt the cemetery - the scandal would come out disgusting. He was tactfully surrounded the fence, and the fence was hidden behind bright shirs, but Google sees everything. It seems to me that three explanations are possible for this highly strange plot. Or everything is conceived and the Olympic committee prepares us a surprise in the form of a miraculous discovery in the old cemetery of the relics of the Russian hero Svyatogor. Or is it a conspiracyology: thoughtful analysts have already been found, who claim that there is a “planned ritual with hidden magical techniques in order to select the energy of the place of force located in Krasnaya Polyana.”
But the surprise is too stupid, and the mystical conspiracy is unprovable. Meanwhile, the Russian miracle spilled in a reverent Sochi air is visible with the naked eye. This is precisely it, because the probability of a direct collision of the construction of the century with a tiny rural cemetery is less than that of aircraft in the sky - all the more so that this is not an ancient burial ground, accidentally discovered during earthen works. It was here, they knew about him, but somehow it happened like this. The people in the comments write either that they “completely fucked up”, or that “they could dig, thanks for respect,” but no one understands the main thing: this story is not about good and not bad - it is about magical.
Think about: one of the main symbols of Russia is its immense dimensions, its endless native expanses (17 098 246 km²). Nevertheless, it turns out that the capital of the Winter Olympiad is appointed inconvenient, squeezed between the sea and mountains of the subtropical city on the very edge of the state. In its environs, five kilometers from the state border, there is the only place for construction. And the cemetery plot of 20 acres is suddenly found in its very center, 170 meters from the Olympic fire!
Russia is great, but there is nowhere to retreat.
Calm, only calm. This is no longer hidden, and this must be used. Firstly, a good neighborhood with the graves of the ancestors is an old European virtue and the property of any traditional culture-"Our dead will not leave us in trouble." Our current difficult attitude to necropolis is probably a consequence of the breakup of tradition in the Soviet years, and in England I had to visit a person who lived in a cemetery. That is, he lived in the former church (they are not considered strange with them), and the cemetery was in his yard and under the floor. When the owner showed me a guest bathroom arranged by him in the underground, I paid attention to the cement elevation in the corner of the toilet. "And what?" -"Yes, some man." And what, I ask, there was no thought to transfer him from here? "No, no, this is his place, I did not want to bother him!" Now, now we can do that.
And secondly, you must admit that to see how they walk the snowy cemetery of the queen of swimming, the boxing of kings is worth a lot. We did not dream about it, we could not dream of this, because this does not happen, but it is already here. Sochi is now an outlandish spectacle: the contrast of futuristic new buildings and wild new Russian cottages is beautiful, Cossacks who came from the cards of 1913 are beautiful (here's the truth, very beautiful), patrolling the city in the company of riot police, similar to riot police robots. It remains to remove bashful screens and light the Olympic fire over the crosses of the old graveyard. The picture will be unexpected, but definitely wonderful.
In our century, which easily and carefree made Harms by the past, it is difficult to scare the layman with the lack of logic or meaning, we have seen everything. The main thing is to know that the Russian miracle is still with us, which means that Russia is standing and it will stand-even Shatko, not in front, contrary to human habit and natural laws, scary, marvelous and exciting. The sun starts with us, as for the first time!