Translated material
What are we slaves ...
There is no surprising “rain” for me: the quasi-Soviet Chekist regime, starting with the return of the communist anthem, without delay, went on to censorship (so far the point, not total-NTV, TV-6, “Rain” now, now I am afraid, since there are no signs of the course of the course, then not around the mountains and others) and repression) (not yet massive).
Not even self -reproducing non -freedom that is not even self -reproduced on the Russian ground. The indestructible slave readiness for the sake of Barina is terrible to trample a neighbor or business partner, even despite the repeated historical experience many times: today they came for a neighbor, tomorrow they will come for you.
“On the command” of some kind of Zasypkin, or Popachkina, all the media Magnates unanimously curled the flexible slave ridges and began to turn off the rain. And after all, it was not personally that he himself ordered from the Kremlin! But just as in the 1930s, when Comrade Stalin did not personally lead with his hands, scribbled sledges and denunciations, and the current jackals of the Slopian spinal cord felt “time!”.
It is terrible that Russian public life is not to the surface and honor (where today's Patriarch Tikhon, Timofeev-Resovsky, Sakharov, Solzhenitsyn, Likhachev?), And the victorious, Chaplin, Vyshinsky, Bastrykin, Lysonok, Medinsky and so on. And all healthy and free-thinking- either in the moat, or to the casemate, or out of the country.
I am happy to repent if it is a despondency. Worse, if this is a statement of historical sentence.