About Batu, Erdogan and 28 Panfilov heroes

The domestic propaganda apparatus, it seems, is no longer able to engage in real high-quality brainwashing of the masses. He no longer creates myths or legends, he parodies them.

28 Panfilovites could come up with this about 70 years ago, but it’s so cool to come up with that they still argue whether it was real or not. And serious historians, who have dug through all the military archives, exclaim: “There were, of course, there were, only not twenty-eight, but one hundred and forty, and there were not eighteen, but two “tigers.” “There weren’t twenty-eight,” their highly learned opponents retort, because there were one hundred and forty, and there were two tanks, not eighteen.”

Those agitprop fighters were like homers, epic geniuses: now try to say that there was no brutal battle near Moscow at the Dubosekovo junction ... Now there are no such epic geniuses, we were born to turn any fairy tale into Pelevin's plot. And we learn history by advertising Bank Imperial.

The other day my old friend came to me, settled himself comfortably and began to “quilt”:

- What has Ukraine come to, because before we were joking like that, but now they really ...

- What's happened?

How, you don't know yet? The Ukrainians demanded compensation from Mongolia for the invasion of Batu. And do you know what the Mongols answered them? "No problem, just provide the names of the victims." Handsome!!!

- It can't be like that...

I climb on the Internet and indeed, the network is replete with messages exactly about this - and the facts are confirmed by the Mongolian diplomat Lhagvansuren Namsaray, and even with all sorts of tasty details - not only about the list of names, but also about how the head of the Great Mongolian Khural said that such a nation as there were no Ukrainians at all.

I am ashamed, the comrade who brought me this amazing news looks at me condescendingly and proudly ...

But the next morning, looking through the news over coffee, I stumble upon an angry statement by Lhagvansuren Namsaray himself: it turns out that the press attache of the Mongolian embassy on the air of some radio station was simply telling a comical story read somewhere on the net.

Or here's another story. The editor calls me and gives me a tip: “We urgently need to analyze the situation with NATO ships in the Aegean Sea, the Turks do not let them go there to save Syrian refugees fleeing to Europe.” I looked on the Internet, the news took place, and even with reference to France-Presse. Pictures arose in my head of how Turkish military boats, lined up in a linear order, aimed with all calibers at defenseless European rescuers. By all appearances, Turkish President Erdogan had gone berserk. He called up his acquaintances, who thoughtfully and not too confidently pulled: “Well, he is blackmailing the European Union, threatening to destabilize, drowning Merkel, playing along with the ultra-right, flooding Europe with migrants ...” Why should Erdogan play along with the European Nazis, who are all in love with Putin, and half of them are also on Russian grants, and why Erdogan would drown Merkel, one of his few remaining allies, was completely incomprehensible.

In the end, I decided to dial the phone of the press attache of the Turkish embassy: “Why are you not letting NATO ships into the Aegean to save refugees? I would like to hear the official position."

In response, laughter on the phone: “Wait a minute, I’ll call Ankara, otherwise the men don’t know ...

- What do they not know?

“That they don’t let anyone into the Aegean Sea.”

By the morning of the next day, an official Turkish statement appears that Turkey not only does not interfere with the NATO rescue operation in the Aegean Sea, but, on the contrary, initiated this project itself.

On this, I considered the situation with the insidious Turkey, which prevents its own allies in the military bloc from rescuing drowning refugees, analyzed to a sufficient extent.

No, the propagandists are still smallish, uneducated. They didn't read Homer, oh, they didn't read...