The boundaries of the permissible

Roughly speaking, it was a joke. Yes, he himself immediately confessed thathe was joking . The gifted child, answering a direct question, told the president, "where the border of Russia ends," and he instantly reacted: "The border of Russia is not ending anywhere." And he laughed, and of course it became funny to everyone.

There is an old Soviet joke on a given topic, probably known to the Chairman of the Board of Trustees of the Russian Geographical Society to Vladimir Putin. "Who is the Soviet Union border with? - Who wants, and borders with that!" During the procedure for awarding Windoderkind, Vladimir Vladimirovich remembered and creatively developed this Hochma.

Another question is, who jokes and how and at the same time laughs. In intellectual circles, of course, a joke was told with contempt and mockery of Sophia Vlasyevna. But the guardians, including Gabeshnikov, probably put an expansive aggressive meaning into it and grinned proudly. Like where we want, we climb there. That’s why Putin could not restrain himself when he heard the schoolboy limits his possessions by the Bering Strait, and then, they say, already America. The boy’s response made the father of the nation, and the old joke was enriched with a new content.

However, there are borders, which is a confirmation of which is the resolution of the European Parliament , which refers to the need to counteract hostile propaganda. True, we are talking about the boundaries of decency, but these boundaries sometimes need to be defended no less than the boundaries of state, and here is the very case. The victim of a hybrid war, Europe for two and a half years is at least an object of total special operation, the purpose of which is to intimidate and folly its inhabitants.

The collective "Rasha Tudei" set a daring and exciting task: to create about the same thing with Europeans that managed to achieve, spreading the signal directly into the heads of Russian viewers. The task has not yet been solved, but those who follow Putin gradually master the road with active assistance to other special services. And then suddenly such an ambush: a resolution.

Worse than that. In the document, for which 304 parliamentarians voted, the collective "Rush Tuday" is directly equal to the campaign resources of jihadist groups, in the rash of the forbidden. The names, addresses and turnouts of various Russian institutions and departments engaged in the flushing of the brains of Europeans and European women are also indicated. RT channel, Sputnik agency, Russian World Foundation, Rossotrudnichestvo ... Methods are exposed by which the workers of our agitprop, leaking through the cordons, envelop the European Union citizens. The forms of resistance are indicated.

In short, the “invasion of weapons” (under such approximately the headlines there were Old Soviet books dedicated to the worst activities of the Western subversive propaganda centers) European parliamentarians strive to put at least some kind of barrier. However, it is not entirely clear which one, since the high -quality Western press exists without the support of the European Parliament, and it would be even strange if funds were laid in the state budget of France or Germany on Mond or there Zyuddeche Zaitung. And the Russian -speaking opposition media, in the metropolis and in the message, survive as they can and barely breathe, and the situation is hardly changing.

Nevertheless, the sad news of the awakening to life and to counteract Europe responds to the hearts of many Russians. Especially those who, to one degree or another, are involved in the creation and intense functioning of the current propaganda machine. Maria Zakharova is worried, most insulted by the fact that Russia was likened to ISIS, and calling the document a “filthy piece of paper”, “official crime” and in different other words. Franz Klintsevich is indignant, offering to aim at voting nuclear weapons. Both Vyacheslav Volodin and the parliamentarians subordinate to him are also in the “poor consequences”.

But the worse than all, of course, to Putin, and this is manifested in his completely anecdotal reaction to the journalist’s question about the resolution. It turns out that Vladimir Vladimirovich does not know, he only learned about the decision of the European Parliament from the questioner and is humanly shocked. Therefore, it must be stigmatized by opponents of an “open discussion”, who “are still trying to teach“ Russians and “prohibiting something” to democracy. Although not a word is said about the ban on the Russian media of federal subordination in the document.

Yes, and how you can forbid them when a continuous globalization and comprehensive Margarita Simonyan borders with whom he wants and where he wants to introduce his occupation troops. Still, Europe is not North Korea or even China. From the seating trolls, it can only be beaten off by resolutions, and Vladimir Vladimirovich not without reason congratulates and thanks them, "journalists RT and Sputnik for productive work."

But still he is upset and he is not up to jokes. It would seem that so many people in this Europe are bribed, stabbed or confused, so much money on them is richer, so much effort has been spent. And everything is in vain, as it turns out, when these Europeans gather and quite firmly indicate the boundaries of the permissible and quite accurately determine the line, beyond which the politician turns into a frost, and journalism turns into a propaganda grocery.

This line is easy to cross, but difficult, it is impossible to maintain a reputation as a normal journalist, a normal person, a normal state. There, you see, not the boys gathered in Europe, but adults, with very distinct ideas about proper and incomplete. And the one who over and over again crosses the boundaries of the permitted person actually limits himself. This is also called isolation, and the bad Soviet joke is very in place. Recalling the gloomy fate of the indestructible union, which with whom he wanted, he bordered that until he disappeared from all geographical maps.