Butterfly

March 8 in Russia today is Nadezhda Savchenko. Maybe forever. This is determined not by whether she will die today (which is quite possible, unfortunately), but to whether her Russian feats will understand. March 8 in Russia is a military holiday that constitutes the same inextricable unity since February 23 as the barrel with a bullet. The day of the mother of the defender of the empire, his wife, roommate, daughter. Not the Fatherland, namely the "empire", because the Russians did not have any "fathers" and did not have in Moldova, Abkhazia, and Tataria. You can only shake your shoulders on a primitive military cunning, which comes to throwing on a chosen piece of land of those about whom they will then say: "Yes, our fathers!" ...

February 23 - Front Festival, March 8 - Feast of the rear. Savchenko blew up this double idyll.

Firstly, she is not a barracks dream of a virgin ready to use in military uniform, not the image that was fucked up and baking military propaganda, starting with "and the dawns here are quiet ..." when reading Savchenko’s memoirs, the image of the only real fighter in the Ukrainian army arises, and this is not a drawing on her part. This is the drama of the Ukrainian army, which did not get rid of the Soviet spirit - corruption, showdown, and indistivity.

Savchenko went into the army with an idea that had nothing to do with Ukraine’s independence-not because it was not a patriot, but because a normal person could not occur: something threatens the independence of Ukraine. Savchenko’s idea is to fly. As a result, from each military unit where it got, they tried to transfer it somewhere as soon as possible, because in the army, and in any, the main idea-to lie. The ideological here is the same obstacle as Stakhanov in the mine. Hence the nickname Savchenko - "bullet". As any successful nickname, it combines admiration, fear and mockery, that is, those feelings that any normal person should evoke among others.

The dream of flying is not a dream of killing, and this was discovered when Savchenko was abducted by an empire that had gone with a dumb. It turned out that her brave military hypostasis was only a doll. A fantastic butterfly flew out of a military pilot, a thousand times more dangerous for the enemy. The bullet turned into a weightless body with wide open huge wings - so a butterfly is a bullet from dust flying through life, and not by death. The ancient symbol of the fleetingness of life - but it is life, in all its fragile splendor. And those who judge Savchenko are weighty duboloma, these are walking deaths, from which nothing will be hatched.

The fact that Savchenko is starving is not suicide, but some kind of amazing feat of kindness, her hunger strike, like Sakharov’s hunger strike, feeds us, fed, feeds eternal truth about life as peace and freedom

All Savchenko’s performances are so good, they beat not in an eyebrow, but in the eye only because she did not kill. Only the bullet that has not killed anyone falls on the target - serves the world. This was not taken into account by those who abducted her and thought to turn her into a symbol of bloodthirsty Ukraine. It’s scary to think about how much money and man-hours were spent in order to dug for at least one person who died from her military activity-and nothing was dug. The mercy of God!

Of course, Savchenko was not a pacifist at all, but - she did not kill, unlike Russian peacekeepers with their devilish politeness. An involuntary lesson of pacifism for everyone: a real flight, real freedom where the goal is life. Even the fact that Savchenko is starving is not suicide, but some amazing feat of kindness, her hunger strike, like Sakharov’s hunger strike, feeds us fed, feeds eternal truth about life as peace and freedom. So the self -immolation of Jan Pajah was a fire, which warmed up frozen souls.

In Russia, there is a lot of screams about what should not be screamed about, and Russian newspapers write little about Savchenko, but a lot about the great post - what is, what is not there. So Savchenko’s hunger strike is a great post before God, and our great posts before God are cannibalism perverts. Want to live to Easter-let Savchenko let go, otherwise, Christ whisper in the ear to the words "Christ" in the ear: "I rose, but not for you, but for you!"

Yakov Krotov - historian and priest, author and host of the Radio Liberty program "from a Christian point of view"

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