The dividing union

Russian political life at the end of the second decade of the 21st century is not connected with the struggle for power. Since the power has long, since 1999, has been technologically captured and successfully usurped by a group of citizens who are customary to be called "St. Petersburg Chekists." The question of the authorities, the most important in politics, has not yet been resolved and has not been subject to revision.

Therefore, almost all the events, one way or another associated with opposition activity, are moved to the virtual world. Forbidden and legal media, blogs and microblogs - an analogue of underground leaflets and superconscious freedoming publications in the Demoin era - make up a huge part of the process that is customary for simplicity to be called "driving." That is, a manifestation of life, conscious political protest in a confused, crushed, half -dead country.

And sometimes, once every six months or more often, disagreements go out into the street. Here's how yesterday, when, upon the call of Alexei Navalny, the Russians actively opposed Putin’s elections appointed on March 18. Then the resistance movement acquires the conviction of the documentary translated on the air. It turns out that in the besieged fortress, not everyone likes the regime that has been established in two nearly decades. There are people, mainly young, who otherwise imagine the future of Russia. In particular, they have their own president, not allowed to the elections, but therefore even more legitimate. In order to see his name in the lists of applicants (a minimum program) and delete from the list the name of the usurpator (maximum program), they participated in processions and rallies in Moscow and 117 other cities.

And on the same day, Ksenia Sobchak, one of the main competitors of Navalny in a fragmented democratic movement, visited Grozny, where, again on the air, she arranged her protest campaign . A single picket in defense of the Chechen human rights activist Oyub Titiev with a further walk along the sheltered center of the Chechen capital for some reason. Freedom sower is deserted, she slowly moved around the city surrounded by associates and journalists, then got into the car and left, and it was also unforgettable. Like voters' strikes - from the first minute to the last.

However, on this day there were such incidents that all others overshadowed. When Ksenia Anatolyevna was surrounded by beautiful, politically savvy young people and imposed on her a discussion, and then it became truly terribly. However, she held on, talking with local youth, great, which caused a feeling of admiration. When Aleksei Anatolyevich, taught by past experience, left the chase and suddenly declared Tverskaya - and this was impressive. When he was taken a few minutes later and dragged him to the auto -zak and one of the police officers, spreading his hands, tried to calm the crowd: they say, do not worry, citizens, everything will be fine - and this unexpectedly mixed up. When a presidential candidate Zhirik appeared before the demonstrators and inspiredly lied to them, as if he were also leading him in the terrible years of perestroika, and this caused complex feelings. A persistent sensation of delirium in half with pride for the veteran of our political scene. Say, it is necessary, such an old office spoiler, and everything is awake, completing the tasks of the authorities, everything is trying to saddle the protest wave and earn glasses.

The third generation is coordinated, restless. You involuntarily look at him, involuntarily rejoice for him. You will think involuntarily.

For today it is brighter than many symbolizes Russian political life, which is not connected with the struggle for power. It has not yet been connected, but this desire of the penetrating old man settles to the future, to get a paradoxical hope that inspires him and take him away. After all, Zhirinovsky personifies the authorities and special services in their most frank form, without the slightest look at decency, and the fact that Vladimir Volfovich wanted to swear with the school and students, it seems to indicate the onset of new times. As if indicates that the generation of fascist old men slowly, slowly converging from the stage, not without anxiety peers into the future, where they will not have a place.

Whether this will fill the future for those who now support the disagreements - the question is as far as unrequited. If the opposition leaders will continue to spend time in disputes and squabbles about which of them is the main one and who is the Kremlin agent, potential voters will gradually scatter in other parties, in kitchens and around foreign countries. There is a point of view that the Russian authorities were very lucky with the people, but perhaps even more in these years she was lucky with the opposition. The Yavlinsky, jealous Navalny, crawling Sobchak, is all -beating - all of them are doomed, each separately, who to collect the voices and who to display a rather limited part of the electorate to the area. And together they could even nervous the authorities today, combining millions of citizens, including those who are not ready to pay for fearlessness, not to mention the prison. But to vote against Millennia Putin is quite ready. This is a quiet, lonely and not requiring special valor.

The problem, however, is that as long as Sobchak is polemicizing with the Kadyrovites in Grozny, Navalny self -arrest in Moscow, and Yavlinsky and leads his own, as always an amazingly effective election campaign, time stands in place. And they all fight exclusively with each other - and a lot have already won in this fascinating struggle. As once Yavlinsky in the fundamental battle with Gaidar and Chubais.

That is, in fact, the authorities have long been technically captured and successfully usurped by the so -called Putin from the very beginning of the century, and in the next six years, if a miracle does not happen, nothing will change. Watching the heroes in Russia and in Chechnya, you directly admire them. Returning to the virtual world, where they are repatriated from the streets and squares, continuing with aiming accuracy to hit each other from the ass, you are gradually losing hope. After that, paying tribute to the centuries -old tradition, you drink for the success of our hopeless work, soberly soberly with every hour.