Sorrow as an insult

Do you know how he was a guy?

You won’t believe it - he was captivating charming. Beautiful, charismatic, open, energetic, artistic! Man. He loved extreme sports. In corruption scandals, it is not involved, only in life he was confused. But still, it is madly sorry for him. Madly, understand? He will be missing like ... well, what do we, gourmets, are not enough in food? A metaphor is needed. Yeah, spices, which even in a small dose gives a lot of taste a lot.

So, working on a word, Dmitry Kiselev grieves about the deceased Boris Nemtsov - the spectacle is unique, it is worth seeing. He does not rush around the studio, as usual, and his gestures are stingy, and the voice of blackness. He even, imagine, freely or having forgotten the materiel, argues with the president himself. How is this not involved in corruption? Putin, if you remember, accused Nemtsov and other disagreements of the fact that they, together with Berezovsky, "disguised in the 90s," and it came to trial. And here it turns out that Vladimir Vladimirovich, to put it mildly, was mistaken. Moreover, Kiselev himself says, a horde journalist, beloved telekiller Putin. One cannot help but believe.

Of course, he not only says. Having tasted spices, Kiselev goes to the main dish, that is, he chews his usual chewing gum. He repeats, following the sand and other authorities, the installation thesis about the "disproportion" of Nemtsov and Putin. By operating with the figures of the ratings, it proves that there was no need to kill the opposition to the “bloody regime” (he jokes), and such a sincere recognition of the expensive one is worth it. It turns out that they are ready to kill at least every day, but only serious competitors. Well, the versions set out by Markin, “from the Byutovuh to Islamism,” retells clearly, as in the lesson, and the most important, urgently made by Creaches from the AP of the Russian Federation and replicated by unicorns, Kadyrov and hundreds of Kremlin, puts in the center of its own, I am not afraid of these words, a journalistic investigation.

Kiselev exposes the West, who really needed the death of Boris Nemtsov, and for the sake of these paragraphs, as it was easy to guess, a humanistic prelude was composed. Still, it is one thing when, “The move in the Great Game” and “Technology from the Maidan” is discussing a ghoul, which is not sorry for anyone. It’s quite another thing when praise is given to the deceased, so that with wise condescension to be condensed on his political insignificance, and then move on to the main topic. In any case, it is probably seen, probably, Kiselev himself. He is objective and even inconsolable somewhere, but in fundamental issues is unshakable.

This is something new in our propaganda, in relation to Kiselev-Solovyev-Zeinalov at least, and I would like to reflect on this subject in more detail. He is right, Kiselev, when he speaks of the endless charm and the bright charisma of the deceased, although he hardly thinks. And if we assume that the customers of the murder of Boris Efimovich were not frostbitten viewers, who had gathered to the dump of Kiselevsky speeches, and the Kremlin authorities with the special services inherent in him, then in some ways they were very mistaken.

Nemtsov’s political rating was indeed low, like all non -systemic oppositionists, which the guestelekanals and personally leading Vesti of the Week took care of. However, the murder at the walls of the Kremlin shocked millions of Russians to such an extent that some of them even peered into the face of the deceased and saw that he was beautiful, fearless and generally very good. Which clearly contradicted the introduced image of the classic agent of the State Department. But whoever shot him under the nose at the FSO - all propaganda work flew under the tail. The enemy of the people turned into a martyr. His vile murder made a large country shudder, including millions of gullible viewers. It was no longer possible to lick him - it was necessary to wash himself.

The tone was set by Putin, who turned to the mother of the deceased with the words of condolences. The very mother who begged his son to refrain from criticism of the president, otherwise he will kill him. The baton was picked up by the Prime Minister and individual unicorns. And there it dawned on the TV presenters, and the most sensitive of them sprinkled the head of ash.

Message, speaking in Russian, was twofold here.

The gullible consumer of the State Propaganda was an unexpected idea that among the enemies there are also good people, whom the authorities are posthumously appreciated. However, citizens who could think this thought to the logical end and come to the conclusion that both Navalny and Kasyanov are not bad, and Kasparov, and who else they had, the leading one immediately besieged. Like, America is not asleep, it kills our captivating charming oppositionists, so do not lose vigilance, comrades. Russia is still in the ring of enemies, and for the murder of Boris Nemtsov, we will still avenge Barack Obama.

And with those whom Peskov once called "informationally spoiled", the conversation was different, more complicated, and the message came out difficult. Like, you thought that we were animals, and in us, if you scrape, you can find such deposits of humanity that we ourselves are surprised. This was partly reminiscent of the famous inaugural speech of Kiselev when taking office as a Reich Minister of Education and Propaganda, that is, the chef MIA "Russia Today". Then, I remember, he said that his "frightening" screen image should not be confused with the human. Now, slightly browning, hanging a tear on the eyelash and covering his fangs with his palm, he said goodbye to the open and honest Nemtsov. On the contrary, one unrestrained patriot, of those that nourish the youth of the secrets of molecular and chemical physics, was generally thrown out of the deputy dealerships under a hot hand. In essence, they kicked out that he did not repeat what he had heard on TV for years. Such miracles are going on in the world.

However, other miracles should not be expected. It is difficult to say how the gullible viewer will react to Kiselev. Maybe he will believe again, but some kind of difficult doubt will still hide in himself. As for the rest, few and incredulous, the number of 50 thousand for Russia or a little larger, then it is unlikely to understand it. The reputation of telekiller is like a stigma, and when the killer makes a spectacular speech on a fresh grave, he looks much worse than the killer hidden, silent, modest. This causes some very hopeless longing for people who sincerely mourn. Like any unpunished mockery, and the lines about indelible blood in the hands of executioners and instigators themselves come as a keepsake.