Your letters. April 25, 2015

“My mother -in -law,” I read the first letter, “I lived in the village all my life. He has been working since she learned to walk. It works from morning to night, without fingering. Without weekends. Holidays are only large church ones. But this is not a miracle. Whoever does not ask for my mother -in -law, she always gives. Just like that. He does not want to listen to any board. All his life gives something-products, crops, tools, materials-you never know what people ask for in the village. Even in money does not refuse. But they are rarely asked. The mother -in -law believes that since a person needs, let him take. And the father -in -law was the same. Extremely masterful. He knew how to do everything. And everything is for nothing. What is the miracle? And the fact that the petitioners are several times a day. It would seem that they had to take everything out from the yard for a long time. But no. The farm that was once one of the most prosperous in the village, and now does not know poverty. That's how the old woman is maintaining, now one is already one-single-the father-in-law is ten years old. Anatoly Ivanovich, I cannot explain to myself what is the matter, because arithmetic in this case does not work. By the way, I remember once you said that in the forty -first year, after the Soviet government left, and the German has not yet arrived, in this shortest period in your village, which remained without any power, the crop was completely removed for the first time in the entire collective farm history. Without chairmen and other authorized uselessness. Sincerely, Alexander Mikhailovich. " Yes, Alexander Mikhailovich! At the time that it was time to stop remembering, there were posters everywhere: “We will remove the rich crop quickly and without loss!” Not a single district newspaper on the sixth part of the earth's land came out without this call. Not a single kilometer was left without a shield on which these words were drawn. Lumber, metal, paints and labor expended for this visual agitation would be enough to build more than one city. Now they are spent on another: on the advertisement of things that a person needs the least, but the crops are removed if they are cleaned when really rich, when - not very, but without any agitation. Without agitation and without loss.

Leonid Lelokitin writes: “I have a familiar associate professor in Kyiv. He studied in St. Petersburg, married there. Wife from under St. Petersburg. In the nineties, her father died. Associate Professor took her to say goodbye to her father. The village near Peter. The collective farm is gone. And immediately the question of former collective farmers to visitors from Ukraine: “How so? When will Ukraine join back? ” Where she is, they know approximately. One lesson: to drink and solve world problems. They drank at the wake - and then a fight. Dilmed, continued. In the morning, the assistant professor woke up, and somehow he was uneasy. The wake, and here is a fight. At six, a neighbor is already knocking. The wake, he says, needs to continue, satisfied: “It was good yesterday that you spent your father -in -law. The men were fighting. " Now, - continues Mr. Volokitin, - I give sketches from today's life. Living in Ryazan, Stavropol, Novosibirsk, acquaintances advise me, living in Kyiv, to be careful, because Russian -speaking in this city, they say, are killed. I live in Kyiv, and they give me advice from Ryazan. Sister lives in Cherkasy. Husband from the Voronezh region. They called his relatives. They called them by the Jews, the Nazis and asked not to call anymore ... I called my uncle to Moscow. Uncle is not a proletarian, Uncle Professor. He told me that he was afraid to call so that the Ukrainian authorities would not find out that I have relatives in Moscow. ” Leonid Llokitin ends his letter to “Freedom” with a direct appeal to the Russians: “The Ukrainians never rejoiced if they beat you, Russians. Even when you beat the Chechens, and they rightfully resisted, the Ukrainians somewhere sympathized with you, Russians. Yes, but when you attacked Georgia, we have already sympathized with the Georgians. We already had a foreboding that you will not stop. ” I would like Leonid that you, as they say, were a little like your words that the Ukrainians “sympathized with” the Russians when they “beat Chechens”. Ukrainians, except for units, thought that Russia would stop in Chechnya, would not reach Ukraine - and it would be possible to sleep calmly in its hut from the edge. You wrote the truth that not everyone willingly remembers today in Ukraine today. Something is explained by the fact that during the last Chechen wars, the tone in Ukraine was largely set by Russian propaganda-something, but not all. Any insight is your own hour.

“Apparently, you have not traveled around Russia for a long time,” the next letter begins. - Like, however, Putin. Otherwise, you would know that the president will fire and his office is worth the white light, and mainly on his mother. For a long time, the justification of his politics was found in the Russian representation: if only there was no war. However, all kinds of requisitions are inconceivable taxes, useless utility payments, rapidly growing duties for bureaucratic services, arbitrary prices for domestic products, prohibitive interest, coupled with complete decline in all areas of production and frank impudence and incompetence of civil servants, people are perplexed. In the local administration, there is one answer to all questions: "What do you want from us? There is no money. Moscow takes everything." This year is an anniversary. Fifteen years of Putin. Still, this is a very long time. And the impression is that time stopped or went back. What is happening, no one can understand. But they believe: since all officials are appointed from the knowledge of Putin or his office, the king-father himself should answer. From here they arise in the conversations of the exclamation: “If only someone wrote to Putin! Maybe he will come, look, calls his to the answer,” writes Alexei Leontyevich Burkin from the Tver region. He is related to the next letter - reports that he edited it.

I read: “Hello, Vladimir Vladimirovich! Tatyana Viktorovna Sokolova writes to you. Kashin is a small old city. Now about fifteen thousand people live in it. We have everything that we need for the development of our area. So why, Vladimir Vladimirovich, do we live in shit? There are no roads in the area as such. ” The letter was large, but there was even more. Burkin greatly reduced him, I also have to ... "We sit in the dark for days. And this despite the fact that in the region their own nuclear power plant ... Believe that in the city center, people go for water to columns ... At home there are shabby, dirty. Our salaries are small. But we pay all taxes at Moscow tariffs. People are afraid to get to our hospital. Doctors are afraid! Live! What are we trying for? When are you there in Moscow, pay attention to us? They say that you are a wonderful politician, but there is no business executive. Fifteen years in power. Fifteen years !!! ” - three exclamation marks. And again: “Why do you only rob us and do not give anything in return? Once in the fields, black-black was from herds and herds, and now, if they see a lonely grazing horse or a couple of calves, they are staring like a curiosity. Drozds and partridges moved to the city, because there are one weeds in the fields. But even the peasants can not get this land into property. For years, the administrations have been issued, re-registered, re-evaluated, brought into some kind of correspondence ... Maybe I don’t understand something? Maybe I am defending you in vain? ”Tatyana Viktorovna addresses Putin. At the end of her letter, we read that “grandfathers fought for the sake of a bright future”, that the inhabitants of Kashin want to walk along good sidewalks in shoes, and not in rubber boots. ” “Vladimir Vladimirovich, I invite you to visit my city. Come, look, talk to people. We are far from fools. Sincerely Sokolova Tatyana Viktorovna. The village of Pisayakovka. Russia! ” - an exclamation mark.

This letter, greatly reduced, yes, apparently, organized by Alexei Leontyvich Burkin, the grip of the district newspaper from those blessed times is guessed when “criticism and self -criticism” was encouraged in the Soviet Union (these two words were certainly used together), this letter deserves, in my opinion, the most serious attention. To remember, and sometimes read, old local newspapers is a pleasure. Today, not all listeners of “Freedom” imagine what a dashing criticism of the shortcomings was present there. The bosses, who were responsible for each bump on the road and a handful of collective farm grain, which was waking up from the bag, wrote as if it were monits of the human race, and the reader, if he is a real Soviet patriot, had no choice but to grab the club. True, this criticism did not concern the highest leadership. Here is the difference between the letter we received today ... Such letters can probably be called popular demagogy. Ancient folk personnel demagogy. She seems to be, and often, in fact, a loyal person - for the time being, for the time being. The people themselves christened the rational criticism in it, but it is deeply natural and completely fair in its own way, one cannot but agree with Alexei Leontyevich Burkin: since you yourself decide everything, then for everything and answer, for each pothole in our village. Write me those who have not lost the desire to be in the place of Putin. Here we, by the way, hold our hand on the pulse. There are more and more similar letters to Putin from all over Russia. Instead of howling or arranging processions, workers write letters to the Kremlin, more and more often collective ones. Such an eye -looking journalist as Konstantin Frumkin drew attention to this phenomenon. What is the peculiarity? The creation of a complaint is given the value of almost an anti -government speech. Not a strike, not a march, not a rally, not a picket - a letter to the leader. This is not quite that the petition to the king. The petition did not betray publicity, as soon as the last point was placed in it, and then the letter is announced immediately, sometimes even before the reference, and is announced not only throughout the district and the country, but for the whole world. It seems to me that this is a popular answer to the actual ban on the usual methods of protest. Permission to the rally cannot be achieved, you will go out without - they will spoil life, so we will not go out, we will not collect more than one, but we will write letters to the leader until this is prohibited. I think we must wait for the ban here. The State Duma will take a law on the prohibition to write Putin about difficulties in the era of import substitution. I must recall: something similar was at the end of the Brezhnev time. Moscow was littered with complaints from all over the country, they were sent to places, they sent their unsubscribes in response, bureaucratic lower classes and tops suffocated in this paper stream. The opinion was almost officially introduced into the masses that the conscious Soviet person should not bother the governing bodies with his complaints, at least higher, not distract them, not to nervous. The complainants were not admitted to the party. The Smirnye used to persuade to enter, and the dissatisfied, eager to correct this and this, and did not allow them to close to the rows ...

“Long before the Olympics,” writes Vyacheslav Schukin, “Pavel Globa’s forecast caught my eye:“ During the Olympics or a week after it, the Russian war with Ukraine will begin. ” Cursed - these astrologers are very bad for these astrologers. A week before the end of the games, war began. The feeling of madness still does not leave, you still feel stunned. The impotence of an ordinary person is especially depressing to stop this madness. An ordinary person has neither tanks nor aircraft to give someone a good head for a head for doing. A bunch of insignificant immoral people does evil on behalf of the whole people, and the people can do nothing about it. Damned mode. In America, only the issue with the supply of weapons Kyiv is resolved for a long time and painfully. With dictatorship, such issues and even the beginning of the war are resolved by one click. No one should ask anyone. The tyrant does not need it. "The tyrant is busy." The dictatorship is the most important evil on the planet. ” Thanks for the letter, Vyacheslav! Even the most ordinary person has one considerable opportunity - the possibility of social action, if we recall the German expression that sounded almost a hundred years ago. It was also meant such a little as a conscious vote in the elections. And even less: about a person who consciously compiled an opinion about something important political, we can already say that he committed a social action, for it will sooner or later affect general affairs. So the fig in the pocket is still not just a fig that we despise so much, but a weapon: a bomb Akaki Akakievich.

Here is a fresh example of social action. I read: “Today my Dasha said that her husband’s relatives decided to return. The Russian world has lost three of its friends. A year ago, they dreamed of living in Russia, where dairy rivers and jelly shores. And yesterday they collected their things, sewn up and hid everything that could draw attention to the Luganson checkpoints, and left the Leningrad Region to their home to Gorlovka, where they shoot and scary, where there is almost nothing, but where no one would say to them "we were not called you here." They tried to explain that “they were called, promised the status of refugees, help and work,” but they demanded and demanded a piece of paper from them, said that they “went out”, that they should return to Ukraine, and then go again and walk around all officials. Somehow the child was arranged to school, on the first day he came in a blurred because his teacher put in front of the class and forced what Ukrainians fascists, the father of the family could barely find a job with a payment of fifteen thousand rubles, and she had to pay twelve for the apartment, they told him that they could not keep him anymore. They spent almost all of their money taken out of Ukraine. They encountered Russian reality directly and finally understood that it had nothing to do with the programs of Russian TV. They said "enough" and "never again!" He is simple, she and a seven -year -old child from Gorlovka. I think, ”the author concludes,“ they have something to tell their relatives and acquaintances there. ” And that's good. "

“When my Anya (wife), I read the next letter,” she studied the class in the second, she had a girlfriend - a neighbor and classmate Valya. The mother of this Vali worked at their school as a cleaner; The girls often stayed with her after lessons, when there was no one at school. There was a workshop there with all sorts of things, and among other things there was a paveph with a set of records. While my mother was cleaning, girlfriends arranged a concert on the request - they twisted the pavement. Of the records, it was beloved - “Silence” performed by Vladimir Troshin: “At night outside the window, a snowstorm, / white restless snow,” Anya sings “with feeling,” depicting not so much Troshin’s singing as herself with Valya. But there was a record that they really did not like (neither the song nor the singer Anya can remember). After her beloved, she was also launched, sat down to the patterfon, and while the “unloved” played, spat on it. Then they carefully wiped and hid in the envelope until the next time. The power of art is great! ”, The author jokes. How do you like this social action? Children are born pagans, such a majority of them remain, despite all the efforts of preachers of non -language religions. The pagan believes that with a spit on the plate you can cause some tangible damage to health or, for example, the material of the musician. And then even easier: he believes that the record is a singing creature that deserves punishment. Against paganism, only a scientific worldview is not quite powerless, and even then not always.

The next letter is not written by a child, but a quite adult, an engineer. I read: “The USA - Who? In essence, a teenage country. Well, when Russia smashed the Swedes near Poltava, where were the United States? There were simply no them. Tripine country. In addition, she got a lot very, very easy. Well, at least an unprecedentedly safe situation, the richest resources of all types, a wonderful climate. Isn't it? This teenager decided that everything in the world is easy and simple. Well, if something is not given, then you need to press more hard and will be! Russia is not given, Russia does not become something like this Europe, does not obey, dares. Well, so what? Americans believe that it is only necessary to connect resources of all types, make efforts and the problem will be resolved. Well, how to fly to the moon. Gathered, tired - and everything worked out. Like this. Tripine country. Life is not a joy without an expensive toy. Without Ukraine in NATO, for example. Although it is really absolutely nothing to be at enmity with Russia with Russia. Since the time of Gorbachev, Russia has come to all concessions, and even before Gorbachev it was not difficult to agree with it. And Putin also walked towards many times. Today in the case of Ukraine does not go. And it will not work. Do not hope. Don't even talk. Do not even keep in your thoughts. Russia will not retreat from the course taken. Well, what can I do, there’s simply no other way out of the Russians, except to go to the end, ” - here I will write the end, but not the story that it portends. There are not many such people, and there are still many of them in Russia to bring very big troubles to the country. The saddest thing is that this person is ready for adversity. There was no need to start and start, like people.

The author of the next letter immerses us in history. I read: “In the early fifties of the nineteenth century, a funny phenomenon took place in the empire. He gathered vatagi for the Crimean War. There were serfs among these hunters to stand up for the king and the Fatherland. They were poured and returned to their home landowners: that way everyone may want to escape from the master if not in the heroic Sevastopol, then to the Caucasus. There was no zombie then, but there were enough people of the servile rank for the personnel of the vatag. Here is what the noble Slavophile Ivan Sergeyevich Aksakov wrote to Father Sergei Timofeevich from their generic vichens: “There are two reasons for the most part: either the peasants are bad life with the landowner, or a peasant - a fraudster and a thief, as happened in our cherries, where two fled, having deprived of the office. On the occasion of the real war, folk minds are easily worried and are ready to believe any fable. The king calls for service, it is better to serve the king than the master - I already had to hear these reasoning. И потому, милый отесенька, ваше послание миру с угрозой прислать управляющего в настоящее время едва ли достигнет своей цели: разнеслись слухи о высадке в Крым неприятеля, вишенские мужики отправятся, пожалуй, защищать Крым по наущению какого-нибудь отставного солдата». В этом аксаковском письме злободневно все, но особенно, по-моему, указание на чувство тревоги в народе. Общая смутная тревога порождает слухи, а к ним – легковерие. В основе нынешнего всенародного помешательства – тревога, тревожно-мнительное состояние миллионов. «Лишь бы не было войны!», - сколько десятилетей это звучало? И вовсю использовалось властью. А теперь удивляемся, что миллионы в России верят, что в Киеве убивают за русский язык, а в Донецке за то же распинают мальчиков.

И последняя на сегодня читка: «В перестройку мы не слышали никаких злобных реакций трудящихся на разрушение Нерушимого, - «Нерушимого» с большой буквы. - Почему-то рабочие тамбовского завода не писали петиций за Родину. Никто не требовал расстрелять врагов народа, покусившихся на коммунизм. Вот нынче агрессивно-послушное большинство злобствует на Украину, а тогда - ничего, ни предателей социализма не бичевало, ни прибалтийских нацистов, ни среднеазиатских басмачей, ни американских агентов. Стая псов никогда не кинется на хозяина. Он может бить её палкой, не кормить, посылать на убой - она будет только скулить (как зюгановцы в девяностые), но не укусит! И, между прочим, на чужих не бросится. А вот если хозяин решит ее натравить, о, тогда она будет орать: "Смерть вредителям, шпионам и диверсантам!" Или киевской «хунте». Заслуженные артисты, лауреаты, шахтеры-ударники и знатные доярки, геройские космонавты – все будут орать и рваться с поводка (только не срываться – этого, Анатолий Иванович, не будет, потому что не бывает никогда). Пройдёт немного времени, и всё стихнет, останется природное, корневое: мат и приблатнённость. Кормятся ведь с руки Запада, хоть и норовят ее куснуть, - своего почти ничего, куда ни плюнь - импорт, чужие технологии. И не будет ничего своего», - так настроен автор этого письма. Он наверняка знает некрасовское четверостишие:

People of the servile title

Сущие псы иногда:

Чем тяжелей наказание,

Тем им милей господа.