Disgrace on the ashes

The tragedy in a democratic country is, as a rule, the moment of unity of power with the people. The day when voters see living people in their politicians. This can still be called a holiday of hypocrisy, since in such countries the career of the political leader really depends on how he looks in the eyes of compatriots, but the word "holiday" here is perhaps inappropriate. Not too popular with compatriots, President Bush Jr., standing on the ruins of the World Trade Center, naturally understands what this moment means for him, but hardly triumphs at this moment. He is shocked with all over America, and here it turns out that it will be supported by people in the immediate elections, a year in three years, or will not support.

Another thing is the tragedy in an authoritarian state, where everything is captured and any political blunder of the national leader, even the most monstrous, will be fixed using wraps in elections and total propaganda. In such a country, the leader can afford to swim in the Black Sea with impunity, as long as the submarine is drowning in Barents, and after the next terrorist attack, to say that the terrorists have no future, but we have it. Directly in the face of people who have lost their children. He knows that, regardless of where he is redeemed and what he says, will be re -elected as many times as he wants. Because there are more alive, confused, intimidated and enthusiastic than dead, and more indifferent than those who are able to sympathize with someone else's grief.

In short, in a democratic state, even burned cynics must be able to pretend to be people, which has a beneficial effect on anyone who goes to politics. For the tragedies are inevitable in any, even a prosperous country and any legally chosen or eager to power from time to time, the case falls to be practiced in philanthropy. And there, you look, and he will become a man. Unlike those who do not need to go to these training. Therefore, we have everything so launched and almost every official, from the King of the Russian to his Olukhov, from Putin to the following district noblewoman, in a collision with the tragedy, immediately reveals their inhuminity.

They are not able to stop or acting - they go to people when they can no longer fail, as inVolokolamsk , with those stone muzzles that are so unambiguously asking for bricks. They do not see well and do not hear compatriotic compatriots in Kemerovo, albeit for various reasons. Putin is immersed in his geopolitical thoughts, as a result of which the first time he expresses bewilderment about the dead in the fire: they say that there were no "hostilities" for affairs. Aman Tuleyev is old and sick, and nothing has left in him from that fierce people's tribune, who sold his loyalty to Yeltsin in exchange for the governor’s chair. The only thing he still remembers is about the hierarchy, why doesn’t want to come to the ashes (“the motorcade will interfere with firefighters, and without a motorcade of the Tuleyes does not move), and tearfully asks the sovereign for the troubles caused due to the mass death of children, and curses the" those who are constantly bosoteritis. " As a result, he also drowns himself and the Kremlin, so shallow referents on the presidential site have to remove this brightest fragment from the performance of the indignant old man.

During the distress in an authoritarian country, the authorities inevitably put up itself for shame - and nothing can be done about it. Since the heartlessness is inherent in its very basis, in the absence of skills to compassion. Yes, and where to get from, if hatred has been cultivated in this system for decades, from top to bottom, and the people were in demand for something, then almost exclusively in order to curse enemies with the authorities and die for Uncle Vova. Well, and in order to properly vote for Putin and then glorify him. And the fire in the besieged fortress, which has no reason for current events, such as war with England, is rather an annoying misunderstanding. It is not clear how to react to it, and it responds as it can. With sincere inhumanity.

Putin, who was distracted from the third world, complains that in peacetime people die, removing demography and scourging sluggishness. On the GOSTELEKANALS, in a disciplined waiting for the “Help” command, they continue to celebrate his victory and broadcast songs and dances. For a long time, for a very long time. Rescuers in the operational headquarters begin the work day by hanging portraits of leaders on the walls. Tuleyev mourns himself, clinging his teeth to the chair. Vice-Governor Tsivilev shakes his family who lost his family, seeing his desire to "populate" in him.

However, this is the weakness of authoritarian rulers - in their absolute inability to communicate humanly with people. So they eventually fall into the historical abyss, the modes built on hatred. At first, in a local confrontation with the people who voted for them yesterday, and today it already requires the resignation of the entire Kemerovo sultanate and goes to Pushkinskaya Square in Moscow and on Marse Field in St. Petersburg. Literally forcing Putin to declare the day of national mourning in Russia. And after, when people look at these bosses and healing the nonsense that they are shaking, protest moods can cover the whole country. As it happened in our era of perestroika, crowned with a peaceful dissolution of the empire, in which it was already unbearable to live.

Actually, for that, one should appreciate the dull sincerity of authoritarian power, that thanks to it, the eyes open in the mids of a half -stained society. It is a pity that for their unification against the stolen authorities, misfortunes and trouble are needed. However, such power is truly known only in trouble, and tragedies, even more terrible than wholesale deaths in the Winter Cherry, will not be the end, as long as the collective Tuleyev will always sit in Kemerovo, and the unconditional Putin in the Kremlin. As long as the country will be controlled by frank nonhumans.