On the side of evil

There is a force that continuously triumphs in Russia for many years, gaining one victory after another and gaining more and more space. This power is everywhere-in a sense of humor of press secretaries, and in the rattle of tanks in parades, and in the splendor of the epaulettes of prosecutors. This force is cockroot with something wonest in the voice of a correspondent of the state television channel, it shines with a blouse, shines with a plastic penguin on Moskovskaya Street. This power could be called power or the state, but it can somehow solemnly-for example, evil, and this word will no less adequately describe this force, because yes, it has long brought the order inside itself, it became homogeneous and is trying not to do in principle. We say this often, but always ironically - “side of evil”, “went over to the side of evil”, irony is really useful as a weapon of self -defense; The person smiles and says: “I went over to the side of evil,” and you think: what a good thing, what good, what kind of self -irony, there is no irony here - he is really on the side of evil, it is simply unbearable for him that we can seriously talk about it. Actually, the cult of the most strange humor in some state circles (“Brexit-hukesitis”, “bend in a bathhouse for soap”, “how to swim”, etc.)-it is from there: people smile and wave, because if you stop smiling, you probably have to howl-even everyone, even that cheerful from the investigative committee.

The state news agency talks in detail about the architectural appearance of the new headquarters of NATO. The ultramodern style, the roof is uneven, if on top, it looks like a zipper, and by the way, the Nazis from the SS wore lightning on the buttonholes, and this is not the first time that such things can be seen in the NATO design-somewhere in America (photo is attached) there is a building that has the form of swastika in the layout, and the NATO logo is a four-pointed star-something similar to the cross that was similar to the cross that was similar In the war of the Germans on tanks. This is the real news in the section “In the World”, this is not a parody, but, it can be assumed, the person who wrote it, and the editor who published, both understand that they are lying a fool, but they will run a fool because they have such a job. The working day ended, you go home and try not to think about the roof of the NATO building and about the cross that the Germans had.

The person smiles and says: “I went over to the side of evil,” and you think: what a dear self -irony, but he is really on the side of evil, it is simply unbearable for him that the thought is unbearable that we can seriously talk about it.

The state correspondent is an ordinary of this large army, which is advancing, winning and going further to new achievements. We see her in courts and at party congresses, she broadcasts on TV and blows shops near the metro, she is dressed in riot police and a bureaucratic tie, she sings songs and makes a movie - these are really power, these are thousands of people, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands. Together they can do everything, and they do everything, but their most mysterious line - they look at anyone at the same time, but not winners. This contradicts any logic: instead of happy, self -confident people, we see frightened and depressed, bent backs and extinct glances, and the more impressive their successes, the lower the faces are omitted and the more shutting the gait seems to be. Ten or fifteen years ago, when the peaks were not yet won, they looked much more fun, they made the impression of people's people's lives, and now this is not. A happy governor, a confident deputy, a calm and satisfied leading state television channel is non -existent types. The famous sons of the Prosecutor General, who are all right with money, and in general all the indicators are all right-why do they look like now someone to spit in the face, and, most importantly, from whom they are waiting for-from those, who discussed them on social networks? No. The spit that they wait is accumulated somewhere where there are no social networks and there is no one at all who would speak disapproving about order or personalities. No, the children of the prosecutor and all their comrades are waiting for a catch from somewhere in the part, on their part, on the one that is ironically called from the side of evil.

Maybe this is the real source of their victories-for every inch of the conquered territory they have to pay some invisible, but terrible bills. A government security official who ordered public discussions in the St. Petersburg Library - he is pleased with himself, he is pleased that it was he who ruined the life of several people and the mood of several more hundred? The oligarch, who dismisses the editors of a good newspaper - he likes to do this, he experiences the pleasant feeling that people who have achieved what they dreamed about? A person who was lucky to sit at a party congress face to face with the Presidium - he looks into the eyes of his leaders: enthusiastically and devotedly or prefers not to meet with them, otherwise you never know what?

Instead of happy and confident, we see frightened and depressed, bent backs and extinct glances. A happy governor, a confident deputy - these are non -existent types. No, they are waiting for a catch from somewhere in the part.

The side of evil is why the side of evil is that there are no happy people on it. There is everything that an ordinary person needs for happiness - money, and opportunities, and prospects, but all this does not develop into a general prosperous property. For some reason, it’s scary for some reason-this is how the atmosphere of an ominous place in the horror film drives crazy, something is wrong there, or something is missing, or something in the air. There is something wrong there.

What is wrong - well, there are probably a set of mandatory qualities that need to be possessed and which must be developed in yourself if you are on the other side. The qualities are simple and do not have vital significance-maybe you should not notice something or, conversely, notice what is not, to keep silent about something, to say something and do something that you do not want to do. This is just one rule, but it is compulsory and ruthless: being there, it is necessary just a little, not to be yourself a little. You need to be someone else-all of them need: to the person from the agency who writes about Swastika, and in the front row at the party congress, and the general at the parade, and the judge in court, and the riot police on the street-to everyone.

As if the surface on which you stand is swaying a little-just a little bit, weak fluctuations, but constant and in different directions, and you first transfer them, then tolerate them, then it begins to feel sick. The official jumps out of the AMR car and begins to beat the girl standing in the way, the children's Ombudsman asks the children nearly drowned “how did you swim?”, The person in the TV yells at an accidental interlocutor. It’s bad for everyone, everyone is scared. Not to be in the little things unbearable than to be a scoundrel in principle. You are in the horror film, but you have not yet lost consciousness, and you still see the creature that climbs out of you with your own, human eyes, and your most important desire now - so that the crawling creature has eaten you as soon as possible, so that there is nothing left of you and that it is not so scary. But the creatures will be so uninteresting, it is important for her to extend this coexistence for as long as possible, and therefore it seems that the film will never end. These unfortunate, frightened people will never become happy, but they will win for a long time, to the very credits.