Your letters. October 30, 2015

In the two previous programs, you listened to the story of Mikhail Berfman-like him, a former Soviet engineer engineer, became an American millionaire, one of almost a dozen million American millionaires. He started at the bazaar in Rostov, did not want to find a common language with the bandits, went behind the ocean, quickly learned his tongue, got a house, a car, then lost everything, including his family, after that he tried his luck in the casino, won a decent amount, came up some more money, bought silver and waited for good luck, carefully peering into the surrounding reality. The Lord gave him now the now historical mortgage crisis - when millions of loan defectors began to leave their homes in such a state that they turned out to be cheaper than land under them. Mikhail decided to wait in the wings in one of the most modest states - Western Virginia. I read his third letter: “I am in love with my state. Maryland or Pennsylvania, they believe that prostrates live here, but I like them. The people are really simple and, by the way, well armed. Here is a case. A serial killer traveled around the country, hunted girls from an escort. And for a long time they would have caught him all over America if he had not brought him here. The first girl shot the villain, standing with her back to him, over his shoulder, without aiming, for sniffling. We have such a terrain - forests, mountains, hunting skills since childhood. I have chosen this state. I was looking for a good climate, and most importantly - the stability of the economy and (even more important) the ratio of the cost of housing to annual rental. Everything came together on Western Virginia. This is the energy heart of the east coast. A small population, manual programs are not too generous. The perfect place to make money (Rockefeller also started here). I had several goals, ”Mikhail continues. - Get up for any work and live modestly, waiting in the wings. To study the local real estate market, customs and dialect (New York, for example, understands it with difficulty). Panic began when banks stopped issuing a mortgage to anyone. A person with a cash dollar like me became a person with a capital letter. The object set for a low crisis price went for cash even cheaper. I chose the sweetest pieces. One hundred thousand dollars easily turned into seven hundred. Then everything is simple. The purchased objects were put in order and submitted, and then the gas boom arrived. Specialists from all over the country are going to develop a bottomless gas field. You can expand further, which I do, but with caution, ”writes Mikhail Berfman. I would like to emphasize the ease with which he chose the region for residence. A purely American approach. No romantic attachment to the native ashes and fatherly coffins. Americans most often in the world move from place to place in their country. This is called horizontal mobility. In the States, she, by Russian standards, is simply incredible.

Meanwhile, entrepreneurs from Russia complain of our lives. They begin to complain ... People are not nameless, call themselves in all form, give the addresses of their enterprises, describe in detail what bandits are making in power with them. The picture is extremely clear. The bribery appetites of officials did not fall, but to satisfy them the same amounts as before, entrepreneurs can no longer. A person would be glad to give as much as they demand, but nowhere to take it. This is annoying, the bandit of the Bandita with an official office. I think that it scares. The example is contagious. Today, one refused you, tomorrow - the other, and the day after tomorrow no one will give anything - you still, you look, and they will beat it. Times seem to come interesting. Since a person writes on Radio Liberty about how he is robbed and ruined, and whoever robs, who ruins, that means his patience burst. Indignation is already stronger than fear. He is already ready for a lot. I will not be surprised if this is only the beginning. I don’t know what other forms will take entrepreneurial self -defense, except for letters on Radio Liberty. What can be hoped for the least is that they will unite to fight according to all European rules. You can sympathize with the bribe taker - after all, not everything takes himself to himself. Anyone who is above him continues to demand his part. Viktor Veretennikov from the Moscow Region writes: “Now they break the premises at my enterprise under the pretext of its illegal construction. The object stood in an ensemble with other rooms for fifteen years, served in the daytime, and in the evening - a Pivbar. The company has its own brewery and sells beer, which in our city is recognized as one of the most correct and healthy drinks. They break hastily and with the kind that, if you do not break a hundred unfortunate meters of a one -story building, then a conflict with Ukraine or in the Middle East will not be resolved. My enterprise is in the industrial zone, on the site, which we developed almost thirty years ago. We are engaged in processing secondary waste. If you knew how many valuable textbooks, in packages and without them, you have to put under the knife, cutting off the covers, turning it into a wastewater brand only because in Moscow they collect money for books in Moscow, and in other regions, especially in rural areas, children do not have books at all. And how many libraries have been destroyed lately! And how many people are knocked out of their apartments, and their home libraries were in a landfill. The feeling that death is not far off. I finish writing because there are enough things. Sincerely. Victor Veretennikov. A historian by education, an entrepreneur with pre -revolutionary experience. ” I replaced the name and surname of this brave person. He is already ready for everything, but I still do not want to help those who decide to harm him more than so far. You, Victor, spoke out well about your beer: a correct and healthy drink. Since you are a historian by education, it is better for others to understand the angle of view under which I am now looking at your brother - an entrepreneur, at the third estate, which in Russia, as strictly reasoning people believe, so far, in essence, and in your face it still looks around. I recall the scriptures about the early bourgeois times in Western Europe - what a fresh, peppy and heroic tribe was replaced by privileged classes, heroic and merciless to their enemies, all kinds of robbers, whether it was royal servants or priests. Yes, all hope - for the bourgeoisie, it was, is and will be - on business people, on those who are engaged in the accumulation of capital, and not envy. Several people, by the way, informed us these days, as if we do not know, about the case in the Volgograd region. The farmer shot the head of the district, who tortured him with extortion. This farmer has eleven children, the last is not two years old. One can imagine the state in the state of the person to forget about it, taking out the gun. The extortionist, who, by the way, was a small police chief, received five shots at point blank range. There is nothing more burning than the resentment of the owner-worker, a worker-worker. And, according to my philosophy, there is nothing more righteous than his anger. At the trial, I would have acted as a defender, but of course I would not approve of the lynching.

Arkady Shestaev writes: “You give, as it seems to you, a worthy excommunication of the blunt rusaks who dare to teach Europeans, how to relate to an ethnic tsunami that covers Europe. But what if the quilted jacket, who did not go further, adequately perceives what is happening in Europe than a tolerant saliva from the Sorbonne? Why not? Precisely because the quilted jacket! Precisely because the settlement did not go further! Therefore, it feels the bitter truth better than simple-minded euro-dobraikov; Because Poluvarvar himself knows the price of abstract barbarism. Our people deep down dream of turning from fifth -brewers into civilized people, and Russia to see a pure, respectable European country, but the fear of losing a semi -Warbarian identity prevents them from bringing closer a dream. In such a spiritual, our men from generation to generation abide. For a Russian, Europe is an ideal. To see how Europeans muffle our sample with their own hands - this is a settlement for a resident - a semantic, existential disaster. That's why they worry. Therefore, they teach. This is a cry of despair, alas, most likely, hopeless. The dogmas are stronger than reason, ”under the dogmas, the author of this letter Arkady Shestaev means what is called European values - humanity, if in a word, humanity, which does not allow Europeans to slam the doors before people looking for refuge from wars and other misfortunes. The appearance of these people he likens, as we heard, ethnic tsunami. This is such an exaggeration that it is enough just to point out it and stop the conversation. But fear has great eyes, and a few words are worth saying about him. This is a strange fear. Shestaev says that a Russian person suffers, believing that Europe, his ideal, dies under the invasion of Gentiles. At the same time, he himself, a Russian man, does not want to become a European, because he holds on to his half -headwarming. If he does not want to put his soul in Europe, then what does this Europe seem to him? What does he care about her fate? Well, what to the one to whom she gives shelter, what blood dilutes himself if he does not need her? No need is not needed, but at the same time, it turns out, and it is needed, but not some, but without Arabic impurity. The Russian person is informed by Mr. Shestaev, I want to dream of an introduction to Europe, but to one in which there will be no undesirable interspersed to him. To dream, I repeat, completely idly, and in thoughts without abandoning my grooming in her favor. Warm? Perhaps. Although ... not very. Before us is racism, which is embarrassed to call himself his own name. Or he simply does not know that he is racism, he thinks that this disease looks somehow different. The usual thing. And the cry of the racist soul is quite sincere. Such screams are always sincere. I read: “So I wanted to see Europe with my own eyes - now there is no something that I dreamed about. There are hordes of freebies, completely plague, who will only despise the infidels for good deeds, and not thank them. No and will not be the same Europe. You will not see. Terribly, terribly sorry. "

A lonely woman of pre -retirement age writes. “Yes, it’s hard with us - angry, disliked, old, useless to anyone - everything is wrong for us! Unemployment, prices, tariffs - hard! And most importantly - there are no prospects. " When asked who, in her opinion, is difficult with them, with these aunts, she can answer without hesitation: it is difficult for everyone who is difficult with us, and above all to politicians, the authorities, which we get their discontent, obvious or implicit. But there is one detail. This letter was not sent from Russia. Aunts in Russia do not annoy politicians and authorities, neither small nor big. Aunts in Russia do not call themselves embittered. They tolerate, or even comforted - find reasons. Comforted by Crimea, now - Syria, although they have not yet been invited to consider “ours”. And this letter, as you have already guessed, from Ukraine. The country is in danger. All forces are strained, the authorities barely hold on their feet, the pressure on them is terrible, the pressure from all sides, and the aunts, and the uncles, remain themselves - give them what, in their opinion, is due according to the law, and especially in fairness. As if nothing had happened! As if in the yard - ordinary, rather chaotic, democratic weather. This is the whole thing. Democratic weather. They are not afraid that they will be something for their not quite patriotic behavior ... She said well: "Undead." I could add: "Under loved ones." Or start with this ... Politics -political, war -wars, and the disabled and under love have their sorrows.

“Vladimir, is the next letter,” the neighbor of Moscow. His life is how it differs from the life of other cities of the Russian Federation. That Vladimir, that Yaroslavl, that Tver, is all one, everything is a big Muscovy with idiocy and despotism of its officials, the indifference of the population. That's when the status of the Vladimir-Suzdal principality will constitute its status, then life here will gain its specific features. Moreover, it is not excluded, although unlikely, the possibility of returning the status of Vladimir as a pioneer city. In the meantime, it would be good for the people who came to the propaganda fucker, from the imperial-chuinistic stupid. You see the ratings of the Kremlin adventurers who started a bloody buch in Ukraine will go down. And there, even before the general curses addressed to recent idols, the "saviors" of the Fatherland and the "Russian world" not far. As it was with the last king Nikolashka in the fourteenth year. At first he was honored in Palace Square, blessing in the war with Kaiser Germany, not sparing either incense or puddled sip of Orthodox singers, and then (only three years later) - the execution in Ipatievka. Fools constantly step on the same rake, getting on the forehead. Perhaps for someone these blows are pleasant. Sado-Masochists in Russia as unresolved dogs. The era, you see, is such a dog. Fedor from Vladimir. "

Thanks for the letter, Fedor. Propaganda was and remains, criminal propaganda, it must be judged, and they will be judged, but, as I understand it, no one made against her will. They smoked consciously! I wanted a buzz - and sat down in front of the zombie. I would not want to - would not have sat down. Nobody will count the mistake of everything that happens, neither the population nor the leaders. An ordinary government, yes, can realize its mistake, draw conclusions - to retreat, even make a steep turn. Like Lenin, by the way. He with the core of his party, with this, according to him, the finest layer of professional revolutionaries, was not a criminal, although they were called bandits. They were worse than bandits, yes, but they were not bandits. Lenin was enough for three years to realize his main mistake. He realized that without a market, without private property, without money, life is impossible. He understood and abandoned the banner under whom he took power. Is it possible to imagine that Putin said: we were mistaken in the main thing - we were mistaken when we decided to poke the beginnings of democracy in order to return Russia to power over half the world? No gang is able to admit its mistakes. She can only say that she was unlucky, and pounce on the plowman from grief. And the Putin's majority does not admit that it was mistaken. The next generation can be. But the current one - no, and he will live to live, talking about the fact that they were not lucky, that the Pindos did not give them how to diverse.

That was Vladimir, and now - Ufa. I read: “Ufa over the past twenty -five years as a historical object has been completely destroyed, lost its spirit, only the name remains. Since Bashkiria is the national region of the underwear empire, we are still more cunning than in the rest of the Russian Federation. The interlocutor, during a five -minute conversation, can say: "They, in Russia" and "our beautiful homeland - Russia, surrounded by insidious enemies." As elsewhere, there is an immersion in the Asian. In the nineties, everyone with pleasure tried to become Europeans. The people began to cross the street only on the zebra, only to Green, drivers missed pedestrians. Now, over the past year, a retreat from Europeanism has been made noticeable. Bus drivers began to work mainly migrant workers, mostly Uzbeks. Asian, they shamelessly whip, our driver went on the occasion, then private traders pulled themselves up, and everyone who was behind the wheel expresses his emotions with a biblikan. Ufa street began to sound like (judging by the picture on TV), bombs or dakar sounds. This happened literally in a year! Our people are very disabilities, weak, easily lends itself to cultural pressure from the east. Now people were increasingly turning to red. The carriers began to move, without waiting for green. Three seconds of red remains, and everyone has already rolled. I'm waiting for green. The OR and buzz begins behind. True, so far no one waved a bat. Residents learned the habit of Asian immigrants - after them, too, now put bags of garbage out the door, in the porch, to the stairs. But we still have ours, Soviet Muslims, Uzbeks and Tajiks. They came to work. ”

When I read such letters, I involuntarily envy the people of a good old Marxist school - those serene people (among them were also sinless), for whom there were no national issues, only social ones - people who looked at all national phenomenon first of all from a social point of view. What does this mean: from a social point of view? This means that you see before you, first of all, not Russian, Bashkir, Uzbek or Syrian with their customs, habits, beliefs, but poor or rich, beggars or middle peasants, illiterate or educated, unemployed or working, grew up in a calm time or during changes.

Some of our listeners are in great despondency at the sight of how the Duma and priests in Russia take housing on those who, in their opinion, undermine spiritual scrapers, offends the feelings of believers. Someone, looking at these troubles, would like to cry and sob, someone-laugh, and one listener of “Freedom” in the edification of both, recalls the story of almost two hundred years ago. There were such figures: chief gendarmes Benkendorf, Metropolitan Filaret (Drozdov) and chamber-junker Pushkin. The chamber-junker composed a novel in verses called Eugene Onegin. This novel presents the appearance of Moscow.

Palaces, gardens, monasteries,

Bukhars, sledges, gardens,

Merchants, shacks, men,

Boulevards, towers, Cossacks,

Pharmacies, fashion stores,

Balconies, lions at the gate

And flocks of gams on the crosses.

The last line did not like the metropolitan. «Здесь Филарет нашел оскорбление святыни, - пишет в своем дневнике знаменитый Никитенко, - Цензор, которого призывали к ответу по этому поводу, сказал, что галки, сколько ему известно, действительно, садятся на крестах московских церквей, но что, по его мнению, виноват здесь всего более московский полицмейстер, допускающий это, а не поэт и цензор. Бенкендорф отвечал учтиво Филарету, что это дело не стоит того, чтобы в него вмешивалась такая почтенная духовная особа». Это пишет Никитенко. Судя по всему, он вместе с Бенкендорфом и рядовым, но не робкого десятка, цензором считали Филарета дураком в рясе. Наш слушатель, однако, с этим не согласен. Он пишет: «У Пушкина очень часто фразы переполнены смыслом. Недаром он часами работал над каждой фразой. И Филарет совсем не напрасно обиделся на фразу из "Онегина" про "галок на крестах".Вероятно, неглупый был человек. "Львы на воротах" - это Английский Клуб в Москве, а "стаи галок на крестах" - это все остальное», - читаю в письме. Умный ли, дурак ли, но прежде всего – надзиратель от православия, вертухай на самой высокой вышке из тех, что окружали Россию. И ничего не изменилось, говорим мы в таких случаях.

«Уважаемый господин Стреляный! – пишет Ян Белорус. - С началом русской агрессии на Украину меня поразила ваша "политкорректность" к врагу Украины и украинцев. Российская пропаганда обзывает украинцев, и вас в том числе, последними словами, а с вашей стороны молчок. Пора давать отпор дикарям. Их главный пропагандистский инструмент вы называете "зомбоящиком", а я хочу заметить, что большинство в России просто-напросто не понимает этого слова и считает его безобидным. А вот слово "дебил" знают и правильно понимают поголовно все, и замена непонятного "зомбоящика" на "дебилизатор" может многих отрезвить. Кто ж захочет стать дебилом? Так же, как "рашизм" и "рашисты", это слово станет достойным ответом на "фашистов" об украинцах. Кто захочет стать "рашистом", если им толково объяснить, что это слово означает? Что вы скажете на такое мое предложение? Только не говорите о высоких материях и политкорректности. Идет война, кремлевская шпана весь мир поставила на уши, не до церемоний сегодня. С уважением Ян Белорус».

Хорошо, Ян, попробую заменить «зомбоящик» «дебилизатором», но еще подумаю… Войны, даже семейные, не обходятся без такого смертоносного оружия, как дразнилки, клички, кликухи, ярлыки, прозвища, обидные эвфемизмы и дескрипции, простите за иностранные слова – это я специально для тех, кто давно не обращался к словарям. А может быть, откажусь от обоих слов: и от «зомбоящика», и от «дебилизатора», а буду говорить, например, просто: «кремлевский экран». Это может быть крепче «дебилизатора», если учесть, что слово «кремлевский» – давно, если и не вполне ругательное, то неодобрительное. А «рашистами» ваших соотечественников называть все-таки не буду. Интересное, конечно, слово, от английского «Раша» – Россия, означает оно просто «россияне» или «русские», но содержит в себе осуждающую отсылку к фашизму. Согласен с вами, что слово значит очень много, иногда – все, оно действительно может и пьянить, и отрезвлять. Повторю, однако, свое подозрение: большинство, сидящее перед кремлевским экраном, опьяняется сознательно. Оно хочет, чтобы ему лгали, затуманивали ему мозги, отвлекали от будней. В этом, между прочим, важное отличие этого большинства от советского. Советское не спешило дуреть перед телевизором. Оно было настоящей жертвой кремлевской пропаганды, невольной жертвой, а потом истязатель и жертва нашли друг друга, у них все пошло по согласию, и сколько еще будет длиться это согласие, я не знаю, и не верю тем, кто говорит, что знает.