The pogrom of victory, give out

The tradition of enthusiastic loyalty in Rus' is from the most ancients. This crafts of glorious, immortal, indestructible. This is an old custom, with its unchanged rules and worked out methods.

Actually, they are simple, these methods.

The enemy or a whole group of dissenting adversaries is calculated. The people are organized, that is, its best representatives in the person of the labor peasantry with banners and Dubei, proletarians-excavators and sailors of a large freezer trawler Barabinsk. At the same time, a loyal creative intelligentsia enters the battle, and those feelings that the people expressed as simple words, it sets out with selected words. All of them jointly speak of painful. About the troublemakers of the bespectacles, about the enemies of the people, about the doctor of the chewage, who sold their homeland for thirty silvermen, about parasites, dudes and literary Vlasov.

And then they finally rally around the king, around the party, around the president, around the authorities, which arranged for them this penalties with a face, and here is a very important point, such as catharsis. Having trampled into the land of the dissident, it is necessary to change the righteous anger to emotion. Having experienced contempt and hatred of the enemy, you certainly need to love with all the heart of the one who called you to battle with evil spirits and armed, and this love never rusts.

This is the scheme. The rite consecrated for centuries. Reference.

However, there is no rule without some exception confirming the rule, and in this sense, Maxim Kantor is an exemplary example. He is always a lone warrior. He himself is the people, and the party, and the secretariat of the Union of Writers, and the excavator, and the big boss. “A crowd of one person” is about people like him, and it is always formidable in his patriotic impulse to a tooth -free crowd. This is a crowd that sweeps everything alive in its path.

The purpose and target for Maxim Karlovich was and remains a democratic intelligentsia. Liberalism as an ideology and liberals as a class he executes everywhere where he sees, and with such bitterness, which you rarely meet in nature. He exposes enemies in thick novels, which, it seems, are written for this in order to slam the opponent, and in articles-manifestos, and in short newspaper columns. And although the efforts of the authorities and the will of the fate of the Democrats in Russia are left, the cantor perceives each of them as a personal insult. The existence of liberals in the native country, their words and deeds are a constant source of inspiration for the artist.

A brief divorce text in the central newspaper is also dedicated to them. Those who "overthrew the authorities ... wrote an inconspicuous number of articles ... produced the darkness of small tricky actions (" blue buckets ", support of Bandera, genitals nailed to paving stones, dancing in the temple) ... They stuck their own history ... Fighted for freedom (though their, not folk, but sincerely)." And also these monsters, as Cantor assures, "I have written some denunciations, I suppose, not much less than in the sad memorable years - that neither the newspaper column, then the denunciation."

Strongly writes Maxim Karlovich. In a classic pogrom style, but not blindly copying, but creatively enriching. Due to fresh examples and mysterious hints: so, it remains not quite understandable who wrote denunciations for two consecutive years. Is it not Limonov, the famous oppositionist and the famous columnist Izvestia, Kantor's colleague? This place remains unclear, but otherwise everything is as expected and transparent. Within the framework of the indestructible tradition, as the ancestors bequeathed. Relayer generations in reliable hands.

However, most of all the displays of morals in the Fatherland are not delighted by these lines. The next lines are most pleased with the subsequent lines, in which the lonely cantor, acting in science, will still seek catharsis. Looks for who to rally from the big bosses, and whom to sing. Seeks and finds.

"One Ernst came - and all won. One. In an hour, a person did a worthless work of thousands. Among other things, the opening of games is the best example of contemporary art; in a substantial attitude surpasses the rallies." So the author of Izvestia responds to the Olympic show launched in Sochi, and we should not be surprised that the place of the constitutional guarantor or there, the Secretary General in the final of the Cantor article was taken by the modest general director of the first television channel. The true guardian, with an oak or with a keyboard in his hands, he is a bit to the trends of the era and understands that Sochi is our everything, and Konstantin Ernst, the organizer and inspirer of the Olympic festival, he is now Putin and Stalin. Under the roar of his fireworks, with songs, struggling and winning, the skier goes behind the medals. And if, having mixed everything in a heap, I unbearably want to once again break the "white -wingers", today the general director cannot do without. He is power here.

The tradition of enthusiastic loyalty in Rus' - from the most ancients, but the cantor manages to fill it with new content. This pure, sinless, lonely love for television authorities and his state -forming Olympic creativity, combined with such sincere hatred of enemies, which and in the previous centuries you rarely meet. "Sinless cholel, stock up with stones, learn a righteous anger ahead of time!" - This is only partly said about him. Maxim Karlovich does not need to learn anything.