Brotherhood of the end

The day before yesterday is suddenly.

Suddenly for everyone, even for themselves. Yesterday, the President of Venezuela seemed to be going to speak with the annual message to the parliament, but the plans changed dramatically, and now he was in Moscow , where he brought the Soviet day in his presidential suitcase. Nicholas Maduro met with Vladimir Putin.

The lead from Venezuela is monotonous and painted painfully. True, nothing is heard about the deadline in lines for vodka from Karakas, there is its own specificity, but everything else is our precious story. Card system. Shops that are fighting for the title of food. Wild shortage of essential goods. Speculation in the black market with constant increase in prices. In short, mature socialism, oil needle, high ideology, life according to the covenants, but there is nothing to eat.

So he arrived in Moscow, as the day before yesterday, different temperamental Marxists came in ties and leaders of national liberation tribes in turbans, turban and arafat. Firstly, to express their admiration for the world's first country to build what she built. Secondly, for money. Firmly confident that America wages the oil war and wants to destroy Venezuela, and at the same time Russia. Lighting Latin -American eyes, China -Prechoric mustache, a smile to the ears, a widely extended hand, which is so convenient with handshakes and for collecting funds - everything is like under Stalin, with Brezhnev, with early Gorbachev. “Venezuela will always be with Russia,” says Tov. Maduro, welcoming a dear Russian friend, and it sounds almost menacing.

Because there is no money. Yesterday they were still, and under Stalin they also did not save on friends, with Brezhnev, they generally stuck them with a firm non -Russian currency and weapons for wars and terrorist attacks, and then the oil needle dried out, the gold and foreign exchange reserves went to the decline and the friends were saddened. A similar inconsolable oil picture is observed in our days.

The ruble falls synchronously with oil prices. Inflation is growing, approaching the 2008 crisis figures, and the brakes no longer work. Prices are increasing, and this vertical is not inferior to the sacred power vertical with its straight line. The most advanced of ministers and bankers, gathered at the Gaidar Forum, unanimously repeat that fat times are overgrown with grass of oblivion - and this does not even depend on energy prices. Not expressed quite frankly, so as not to injure the national leader and 88% of his hot fans, they muffledly hint that political focus in the era of the Cold War contains an economic catastrophe.

And she is already in Moscow, suddenly, our living story, the day before yesterday in the image of a Venezuelan guest who immediately takes the bull by the horns. I wish, he says, to discuss "issues related to the topic of stabilization of our natural resources." That is, without diplomatic traines, without this, you know, alien to us, Talleyrack, with a large accumulation of television cameras, asks for, if it does not demand to save him. Because it is filled with "the deepest faith in your ability to work and that you can step forward and cope with the situation," and he does not mock Putin at all, pronouncing these words.

He is not at all laughing, Nicholas Maduro, since the economic troubles, which ministers and bankers are carefully told about Vladimir Vladimirovich, have already collapsed to Venezuela. And he came to Moscow, where progressive humanity sought for centuries in order to rebel against America, to explain to love and for love to ask Grandmas. Which are not, but something will have to be given, since billions issued under Chavez have already disappeared, and love requires sacrifice.

And he also came to inform the unpleasant news: such as him, now they will mainly look at the Kremlin at the light. Kim Jong -un, for example, will come in May. Lukashenko, if he does not rush back to the west, will also surely want to identify relationships and scandal about prices for food exported in the Russian Federation. The Minister of Climate Zimbabwe has already visited the Crimea , expressing his readiness to share the experience accumulated over the years of his life under sanctions, and the old Mugaba himself, too, is probably not averse to blessing Vladimir Vladimirovich in his own way.

Such a axis looms. Such geopolitics. Such economic ties are stronger. Such a circle of friends is gathering, striving to select the penultimate one hundred rubles. Such a day before yesterday crowds at the threshold, inspiring conflicting memories and feelings.

On the one hand, with whom else to reject the largest geopolitical catastrophe of the twentieth century, if not with them, faithful and hungry friends from Venezuela, Belarus, North Korea, Zimbabwe, Crimea, Donbass ... But on the other hand, this day before yesterday was too much imprinted in his memory, so as not to inspire anxiety, even if it were even accurate. And the restless thoughts of that burning great country, which for decades, fenced off from normal life, exhausted herself with a sacred idea, fought where she could and picked her likes. About the country that collapsed under the burden of unpaid moral debts and an oil curse. And we must completely lose touch with reality in order not to hear with what roar, pretending to be an overseas guest and the day before, the day is pounding on the door of tomorrow.