The picture is spite

“And in this cell,” the former overseer clangs with a key, and the door opens, ”the Bandera sat. Oh, and we suffered with them!” Grandfather is old, but still strong, and in his eyes that watery at the bottom of the bottom there is such a love for the homeland that the children rush. Grandfather did not forget anything, he remembers everything, especially about the Bandera, whom he guarded for many years. Having set the schoolchildren on a circle on the cement floor, he has long tells them about the hard work of the Gulag workers, about the friends of the comrade-in -ity that had happened to serve, and about the enemies of the people who had happened to be guarded. Grandpa is talking.

It happens that summer to severe prose is being driven, but here is another case, unique in its own way. Messages from news tapes , as well as individual nuances , which are so picturesque that they are not described by means of routine journalism are tied to severe prose. Here it is necessary to artistic understanding of what is happening, and certainly in the style of unbridled socialist realism, that is, a-la Vladimir Sorokin.

In addition, the world of news is chaotic, and sometimes it is not easy to comprehend what this or that event means, but here everything is transparent. The Perm-36 museum is self-destructed in the same form, and now the old camp will be filled with a new, unexpected content. A place where people have been tormented for decades will become, as you can understand, a kind of information center. The younger generation of excursionists, visiting the barracks there, will learn mainly about the "technology" of the correct handling of the sentenced. And who will tell about this better than the former Wertukhai?

And if you give free rein to fantasy, you can imagine yourself completely decrepit, but very wise experiences of the SS men who conducts excursions in the Maidanek and Dachau. Or gray -haired Cambodians, telling about their difficult everyday life near the river where they fed people crocodiles. And even the veterans of the "cultural revolution", telling in detail about mass murders in China, about technology and methodology.

Everyone comes to mind, but these analogies are incorrect. In Germany, and nowhere is it impossible, and in Russia until recently an empty concentration camp in the Perm Territory was a museum of political repression. The place of commemoration of prisoners. The scene for holding the famous Pylorama festival. The site for documentary filming, for unthinkable meetings and dialogues, and the old political prisoner, I remember that in some film he shook his hand to the jailer, saying: “And this one was nothing ... far from the worst,” and the embarrassed escort looked affectionately at the floor, listening to praise. A year ago, this museum, one of a kind, functioned properly, testifying to the distant and near past, of the Stalinist nameless era and the famous political prisoners of Brezhnev times.

Serious troubles among the creators and enthusiasts of Perm-36 began in May last year, and this is so clear that it even leads to the idea of ​​the rationality of being. About the harmony reigning in the world. The fact that a certain important stage has been passed in the relationship between society and the state, which could not but affect the fate of the museum and museum workers. Well, in fact, if our Crimea, and the enemies of the people, in other words, foreign agents settled in almost all NGOs, then why is it needed, this camp? And what will the young, unfamiliar tribe be taught by these former dissidents, who, even today, who survived, are all entirely a fifth column in their country? On the contrary, former guards, old, honored people who, half a century ago, tilted and tormented the accomplices of Bandera, Thatcher, Brzezinsky and Reagan - who, if not they, will inform us of the true truth about the sacred Soviet times in all their forced labor magnificence?

Everything is logical.

First, a local communist Storozhev was excited in the Perm Territory. He beat the alarm, bringing the authorities that this "pseudo-womerial" is essentially its "support ... modern Ukrainian Bandera-neophashists ruling the ball today in Ukraine." He was supported by other caring comrades. Then, as if on command, the museum exhibits were destroyed and cut , no matter what it means. In the fall of 2014, the museum employees have already fought back in the courts from the prosecution of the “rehabilitation of Nazism”. And then, of course, the authorities ended the money allocated from the thin budget annually, and how could it not end when, in response to the return of Crimea, the West treacherously overlaid Russia with sector sanctions? The money ended - the museum ends, but there is no empty place, and finally rehabilitated citizens, bosses, honorary pensioners and young educators are ready to stand on the watch.

"Bukovsky, Orlov, Kovalev, Shcharan, Yakunin, Lukyanenko. This is also Vasil Stus. He died here." Grandfather bends his fingers, young in front of his eyes, and it can be seen that he can list the names of enemies, alive, dead and dead for a long time. Grandfather has a loud voice, and the process of disseminating knowledge among students gives him a noticeable pleasure. Grandfather remembers them all, and about each of them, Zionists, agents of the State Department and Direct Bandera, is ready to tell for hours, terrifying schoolchildren who grew up to the concrete floor. Yes, this is clearly a Sorokinsky story, this is a thriller with an unpredictable ending that amazes the imagination, and at the end the grandfather must definitely devour the kids or schoolchildren will teach the grandfather such that the blood is on the veins and will somehow feel sorry for him, a veteran. It's scary in advance, right?

However, reality, as the poet said, is even more terrible, and if he goes on, they will drive his grandfather from here. Politely, decorating the chest as a keepsake of any of the current orders, but they will drive. And yesterday’s schoolchildren, young soldiers and officers of the convoy troops, the grown shift of the Gulag, and the FSIN officers will be interconnected in the place. If this goes on, then Perm-36 will open in the place of the museum.