Your letters. November 13, 2015

Writes Anatoly Yudin. “A person with television thinking has been created in Russia. Even with the TV turned off, teams from it reach the grateful population. Delights the number of prohibitions issued by the State Duma. I look forward to the ban on the Internet, but the most important thing is English. Soon, very soon the great deputy Yevgeny Fedorov will jump loudly: how long? And all the deputies (with one abstent) will vote against this vile language. The late King of Saudi Arabia Abdalla invested eighty billion dollars in the creation of five science -hairs on the Red Sea. The king said that oil will end sooner or later, and life should continue. Apparently, it is impossible to understand the country of the winning TV, ”writes Mr. Yudin. And again I will say: in the country of the winning TV, everything understands everything, but they do not want to change and change anything. They expect to somehow gleam so as not to budge. ​

This is how, for example, the possible causes of the death of a Russian aircraft in Egypt. I read the letter: “From the conversations on the street:“ We don’t know what to guess, ”is such a position of an ostrich, who had just taken his head out of the sand. And imagine, I tell him that stones are throwing stones at the neighboring house from your yard. And suddenly you find a broken window. Naturally, the first version that comes to your mind is that this is a random meteorite! Is it true? “A lot of mutually exclusive versions,” another interlocutor says bewildered. And from this, I prompt, we can draw a very simple conclusion: the true cause of the disaster is not suitable for us. As, however, with the plane that we knocked over Ukraine. This reason does not contribute to the rating, ”we received this letter on November five. With what works in Russia go to recognition of the true cause of the death of a Russian aircraft in Egypt, deserves not just a special conversation, but a conversation-study. This was a serious and eloquent sight. Everything-from top to bottom, from a passerby on the street, as we heard, and cleaners to the president-showed some, at first glance, strange hostility to the truth. Universal unwillingness to say or hear the truth. It seems that people in this way show their patriotism, love of the Fatherland and devotion to the authorities. That is how, it seems to me, that is how. If you are a patriot, you must suspect the truth with any truth about your country. It does not matter what was talking about, what happened, who guilty or distinguished himself. It does not even matter if this truth is beneficial to the Fatherland or disadvantageous. Any truth in the eyes of a conscious citizen is already bad by the fact that she is true. His first movement is to reject it, replace it with lies. Yes, there is something to think about. The denial of any truth about anything is a manifestation of loyalty, respect for the authorities of the pre -war, civilian humility is at least. At the heart - fear. A person knows that power lives a lie. He lies about everything. To be with her, so that she likes, so as not to fall into disgrace, so that you are not punished, not bypassed, not offended - you need to lie and recognize a lie. You will not be mistaken.

The next letter: “Some of you, Anatoly Ivanovich, a romantic dream of a universal kingdom of harmony according to the American model! Isn't it funny yourself? Humanity has suffered for millennia, because it could not have guessed to throw off the nasty kings, sultans, kings, and instead of electing glorious guys, their own in the Bill and Jima board. You really want stupid housewives and Hanygi to freely throw ballots. That's when universal happiness comes! It is so clear and simple - to live according to the American model. After all, there is such an understandable set - free elections, independent courts, press. And then, under the side of the States, in South America, for centuries does not work? Well, our free elections will begin again. Who will win? After all, they pick up any bastard. Why do you need the recipe for the best device of mankind? So I, for example, do not demand it at all. Humanity is the world of two -legged individuals without feathers. Why is you so worried about how to equip them? Do you believe in the mind of these individuals, in their ability to choose, regulate your relationship with laws and courts? “Wanderer! - The knight said. -

You have never met anywhere
Eldorado Golden Country? "
And he heard in response:
“At the tops of the years,
There, in the shadow valley, a reward awaits
Those who are forever on the way
Who is planning to find
The Golden Country of Eldorado. "

With these verses, a letter ends in which we heard the word “pick”. A monstrous word, but how eloquent! Indeed, they can ... pick it up. This listener believes that nothing will help most of the two-legged, and the next has some proposals. I read: “It seems to me that there is no such shame as in the last elections in Ukraine, it is necessary to do the following: to turn the process of obtaining the right to vote into a complex procedure, so that a person approaches this responsibly and interested (certificate from a psychiatrist, about the state of health, a test for general social maturity). That is, to make suffrage by privilege, and not by duty. Then stupid cotton wool and old insanity are cut off. Older people in a clear mind will not be excluded, voters will remain really responsible and socially active citizens. Potential voters will be tested by psychologists co -acting in special commissions from the ranks of public, volunteer organizations and civilian activists, ” - here is a point.

Under these words, many, very many will subscribe. So this is what I tell them. The next day, and rather - by the evening of the bad day when it was decided to cancel the overall show of votes, a party will arise, on the banner of which it will be written: “You give the right to vote to all citizens without any conditions!”. And this party will gain such power, he will immediately gain that then for a very long time no one will think to complain to the Lord about citizens who vote, as they want. Those who need to explain this my prediction, I refer to the history of mankind, to the chapter that is devoted to the formation of modern electoral orders in the most free countries. The equal show of votes, as it was called in the nineteenth century, was not only as a result of a long and brutal struggle, but also of natural social development. Life by trial and error selected the most productive orders. In this greatest of the competitions that humanity held in its history, universal direct vote won. What today we see in the Euro -Atlantic world is not an ideal, but something that has passed the test of time is better than other social devices.

“In the nineties, the next letter,” you said: our people do not know the world yet, but they will begin to visit Europe, see everything with their own eyes, get used to European comfort and European speeds - and become ordinary Europeans, understand what's what. Almost a quarter of a century has passed since then, a historical experiment can be considered completed. Acquaintance with the European structure gave a result that it was impossible to assume. You were mistaken, Anatoly Ivanovich (and I am with you). The most fierce hateers of the West and super-patriots were not at all the inhabitants of the settlement, but those who met European speeds and comforts, who received a Western education. Who is the main propagandists of the Kremlin? Who composes and pursues Putin's policy? These are people who practically live in Europe or America and from this hating the civilized world as it happened in Soviet times, ”our listener who wrote this does not exaggerate. There are several explanations of this hatred. Russian crooks and thieves and their service really wanted them to be considered their own in the West. So that the Londoners not only allow them to buy palaces, ponds and entire lakes in the English capital, but also invited them, large Russian dudes, to their parties, talked with them, as with equal ones, they would not have seen in them crooks, but gentlemen. They didn’t get this. Permission to spend money on anything, including the purchase of Western politicians, newspaper and broadcasters, have billions of bills in Banks of Vienna, Paris, Zurich - received this. And they did not receive respect. In Moscow, the Russian rogue feels like a big person, and in Europe all Galka shout after him: you are nobody, nobody. This makes him a hater of the West and the opposed son of the Fatherland. The Russian crooks wanted orders established by them to be considered in the West as democratic as English, German, Polish. But no, Europe directly says about these orders what they represent: thieves, gangster, fascist orders. This also adds to the thieves of patriotic enthusiasm and hostility to the West. Or accept us as we are, and we are villains, boor, blatari, or we will be offended by you and will be scorched by evil at ourselves, and wherever we can.

I read the letter of Mr. Sukhanov: “In Russia, they seriously started talking about an increase in retirement age. The retirement of old age at sixty years always seemed offensive to me, but, listen, who does not know how this could change. It seems to be decided to increase the retirement age by a year a year. He did not believe his ears - after all, in this case, the retirement age will be ahead of the age of the applicants for retirement! Suppose someone lasts sixty years next year, and the retirement age will increase to sixty-one-it will not come out to retire. The following year he will be sixty -one, but the retirement age will be sixty -two. No one, that is, will retire in sixty -one to sixty -four years, only sixty -five. This is an equivalent increase in the retirement age to immediately to sixty -five, no "for a year a year." Imagine the situation: the first year of increasing the retirement age comes (most likely, it will be the nineteenth, after Putin was appointed to himself for the fourth term). It is announced that this year all men who have reached sixty -one years will retire. But they have already left last year! The following year, it is announced that men who will turn sixty -two will retire. But they have been retired for two years! So, for five years no one will retire! To Lafa for the state! But the deception will soon be discovered. Anatoly Ivanovich, agree: there is either stupidity and incompetence, or the tops were damaged in the mind from what was happening. Sincerely. Sukhanov. "

Probably, both, Mr. Sukhanov. There are more and more strange projects and strange solutions. It looks like an epidemic. The army of managers is disorganized from top to bottom. Some are afraid to do something sensible, others waved their hand at everything. On a sinking ship, in its individual parts, no matter what you do, there will be one end. It seems that the reality becomes what the first persons in the Soviet Union were most afraid of at one time: the loss of controllability. So it was called. The expression, if I am not mistaken, from the military language. Loss of controllability. This, among other things, is manifested in this way. They begin to take more and more out of order. Everyone who has a rank should take as much as it is provided for by this rank. This is the order, the order in Russian since the time of Gostomysl. To take it on the rank is to undermine the foundations of the state. So it was always understood. Otherwise, why are the ranks? Why is the sovereign who distributes them? This is a very serious matter.

Mr. Bezobrazov writes: “In Russia, no one is interested in what kind of Sunnis, Shiites, Alavites, Kurds and ISIS in some Syria.
But on TV they announced: a puck at the gate! It doesn’t matter to whom ours abandoned. Assad is a Soviet retro. Although not himself, but his son, for some reason, the sedate Brezhnev-suits helped him pleasant associations. He is ours! The people need a syringe for infusion of cheeks. You can bump somewhere somewhere - this is only an excuse that the Kremlin is a strategic player.

About "Novorossia" as long as they forgot, tired. Blitzkrieg did not work in Kyiv. The powerful tread of the Russian world was stopped by football brawls in Odessa. This is actually a feat. They wanted to beat them, burn and shoot them a little, and they also began to throw something, and now there are a lot of plastic in the buildings - the cursed one is on. Well, of course, the Khokhland volunteers did not run away, they did not let us into the city of Zhdan, bored. This is the entire scale of the current achievements, about which they write. Small and tedious. Whether it was solid grandfathers when he was, and we were a very young meof! We and our rulers want to repeat all the villains of a marvelous scoop. True, to repeat, in a bite to the abundance of goods, to be bought, overslept - now a little for the soul: to shoot. And when will this be shown? ”Asks this listener of“ Freedom ”, not counting on the answer, but there is an answer, it is on the surface. Military campaigns, coupled with the abundance of goods-this will not be sown for the simple reason that there will be one thing: either hikes or abundance, as if to shoot here and there, and to eat satisfying, and to wear cool, it will not work, friends.

Under the grandfathers, whom the author of this letter called solid, not only the troops of the Russian world stood and acted wherever they, these old people, wanted - there was something else that some today recall not without pleasure. I read: “Music. Where are the golden years of our youth, when it was a religion and everyone sought to be a music love? People ceased to perceive and love her. There is now not a single international hat, as before, and pop idols too, ”a woman of pre -retirement age writes. I envy her. She had in her youngness what was joyful to remember. Something exalted, something far from everyday and official worries. Then she did not think why she needed it, and now she knows why: then, so that there was something to remember in the declining years. Much is given to us only to remember in the declining years. Only for that ... and the music was so -so, otherwise it would have sounded so far.

Somewhere to this - the remark of the engineer Zotov from Moscow, a brief remark, but in it - the essence of everything that ended the almost hundred -year period of Russian history and why it ended like this, and not otherwise, and why the post -Soviet period will end about the same. I read: “The party was also mistaken. At one time, they would not allow you to recklessly switch from an honest “Belomor” to cigarettes, and even Bulgarian, and even with black coffee, you look, and would still live under the Soviet Union. At least in the North Korean, but calmly. ” That's it, Mr. Zotov: Calm. What deprives us of peace? Envy, itching of imitation, instinct of renownedness.

Mr. Kotlyarevsky writes: “He listened to the transfer of Radio“ Freedom ”, in which the famous priest Ardov said that there was no such a country as Ukraine - they say, Stalin sewed it from completely different pieces and thereby laid a mine that now exploded. The editorial office left these words without a remark, and the priest should have been asked to the master that I ask you to voice at least retroactively. Well, Mr. Ardov, such a country as Ukraine, was not before Stalin. But France, is she always? And the UK? And the United States of America? Was there always Germany? Was it not sewn from dozens of lands? Let him call at least one country in the world that has always been, and did not appear on the map due to a wide variety of historical moments, including completely random? No need to attribute to the cannibal planes that he did not have. When he defeated the former Russian Empire into pieces, he thought about current problems. The national-territorial structure of the former empire was a rather long and complex process. Moscow was dealing with a huge ball of various contradictions. There the devil could break his leg. Two goals were pursued. Provide the most convenient management and loyalty of the population. Moscow at that time was sitting on a powder barrel. She was not up to thoughts about the third millennium - to hold out in a hostile environment today, ”writes Mr. Kotlyarevsky, a namesake, and maybe a descendant - I don’t know - the first Ukrainian writer. It could be noted that Russia itself was not always in this world, it also formed gradually and in circumstances, not every of which is explained. And is it, unlike Ukraine, it is sewn from one piece or from many, but the same? “The Chud was touched and Meria expected” - isn't that what was said about the Russian classic?

Here's about another classic. I read: “It is a pity that now the film“ Days of the Turbins ”or the play“ White Guard ”does not go in Ukraine. Bulgakov against his will shows the origins of the current Ukrainian war. “Petliura and Ukrainian nationalists are nobody, there are only we and the Bolsheviks,” says Colonel Turbin. He saw the hopelessness of the white movement and did not want to live. His world, the world of noble culture, died. And they were such good people! From the people - the beast and the boor, as he was called in the revolution, they were protected by the dumplings and gendarme sculptors. And the turbines soared over this people. They twisted novels, received ranks, shuffled on parquet. Among them there were so many selfless zemstvo doctors and rural teachers, noble officers, and beautiful ladies. But I look and I think, Anatoly Ivanovich: But it’s rather weak, sweetening the play, but in the twenties it sounded acutely politically. There were really many good people among them! Educated, kind, thin. But they lived in a lie. Dobrastal gentlemen were not at all conceived, for example, that there are some Ukrainians. In the play, they laugh at Ukrainian. They are so brought up. They lived in general in the kingdom of lies - lies about history, about the people, about themselves. Bulgakov’s if someone is a bastard, then German. If you laugh at someone, so over the Ukrainians. Stalin liked the play. The dictator watched her many times. "

I unconditionally agree with the author of this letter, that the play was sweet. Singing something sweet, but there is something in it, because of which people-not only Stalin-watched her and could not see enough. I know that. Images. You look and yearn that you are not the same that around you is not such that there will never be such. I do not want to kill myself with suspicion that there weren’t any of them. After all, the warmth becomes from the names and surnames of the Bulgakov characters: Stujinsky, Myshlaevsky, Shervinsky. Lariosik ...

Everything seemed to be a very long time (I'm talking about everything that our time has made of), but sometimes you look, think - and it seems that yesterday. Читаю письмо: «У моего прадеда пришедшие на Кубань большевики забрали мельницу, паровую. Но вот чего я до сих пор не понимаю. Мельничные рабочие потребовали, чтобы его оставили - директором. И он-таки директорствовал до самых колхозов. Сегодня от мельницы остались только стены первого этажа». В ответ я написал этому слушателю, что теперь понял, почему он такая «контра», как красные называли белых и им сочувствующих. «Контра», «контрик», то есть, контрреволюционер. В ответном письме автор назвал мой вывод скороспелым. Читаю: «Моя «контра», я полагаю, от Здравого Смысла, а не от биографий моих предков. Это, наверное, на генном уровне, так как я узнал о них довольно поздно. Летом девятнадцатого года, на площади перед атаманским домом в станице Старокорсунской, большевики показательно, согнав население, забили насмерть нескольких бывших офицеров царской армии. В том числе и моего двадцатишестилетнего деда Гарагулю. Бабуся мне иногда рассказывала эту историю, но я не думал, что это касалось нашей семьи, и про себя удивлялся, почему она всегда при этом так плакала».

Пишет женщина средних лет, живущая с того, что собирает и сдает пластмассовые бутылки: «Нет прохода от конкурентов, прямо нос к носу натыкаешься, и смотрят на тебя, готовые порвать. Вот тут ходила утром на промысел и украла чей-то мешок с помятыми бутылками – уже приготовленными. Лежат себе и лежат - чего бы не взять. Несу домой - вдруг сзади меня кто-то трогает за плечо, я испугалась. Женщина сообщает, что это дед с внуком собирают и чтобы я больше ни в коем случае не трогала их добычу, а то убьют. Прихожу домой, рассказываю соседке Маше, а она – ну, убьют, так убьют. Она смотрела передачу, как школьники собирают продукты и лекарства для бродячих собак. Делится впечатлением: какие молодцы!

Она очень уважающая себя женщина, проработавшая тридцать шесть лет на заводе штамповщицей и заработавшая неплохую пенсию, считает меня тунеядкой, так как я не заводская. Иногда хожу для нее в магазин, помогу лампочку вкрутить или шторку повесить. Она очень мягкий человек, жалостливая, тоже кормит бродячих собак и котов, и поэтому у нее при ее пенсии нет заначки на свое лечение. Решила занять денег у меня... У меня - у безработной, не получающей уже четыре месяца ни копейки – деньги, конечно, есть, немного, на самый, самый черный день, но давать ей последние боюсь.

По телевизору смотрит всякую дрянь и довольна. Мне хочется кусаться уже при одном виде таких, как она, а особенно – других, этих люмпенов, орущих из-за произведенных ими многочисленных детей. Не верю в демократию, наблюдая за своим окружением. Это к вопросу о любви к ближнему. Вот такое я дерьмо, прошу прошения, на дураков не обижаются - по мне психушка плачет, диагноз вот никак не уясню у спецов-психиатров, да они и сами не знают. Шизофрению вроде не ставят, галюнов у меня нет и голосов не слышу». Читая это письмо, я вспоминал поучение моей матери: смотри не на тех, кто живет лучше тебя, а на тех, кто – хуже, тогда не будешь болеть от зависти.

На волнах радио «Свобода» закончилась передача «Ваши письма». У микрофона был автор - Анатолий Стреляный. Наши адреса. Moscow. Улица Малая Дмитровка, дом 20, 127006. Пражский адрес. Радио «Свобода», улица Виноградска 159-а, Прага 10, 100 00. В Интернете я в списке сотрудников Русской службы на сайте: svoboda.org