Obsessed with deduction

Former Ukrainian President Viktor Yanukovych, in one of the speeches in December 2013, said that during a millionth rally on the Kiev Maidan, on December 1, he listened to the song of the Chayf group in the car and do not rush to bury us. " He listened - and, judging by his mood, was inspired. It was obvious for Yanukovych that he would “intermittently” the Maidan, that the protesters would be dispersed sooner or later, because they will be convinced that they have no real pressure levers on the president and the country's parliament except songs and dancing in the squares, that he would definitely deceive or intimidate them ...

Everything ended, as you know, in Rostov. But, it seems, Yanukovych even did not understand today that each of his self -confident aggressive action did not lead to fading, but to the fire of the protest movement - I am not talking about the murders of people. Yanukovych - by his own stupidity, by the Moscow pointer - constantly added gasoline into the fire. Poured and rejoiced.

I remembered the musical tastes of the former president of Ukraine when I followed the Extraordinary Session of the Armenian Parliament, which was supposed to elect a new prime minister of the country. But the election, as you know, did not take place. Moreover, representatives of the Republican Party, this Armenian "United Russia", openly mocked the leader of the protest movement Nikol Pashinyan, accused him of incompetence and proved that such a person could not be the Prime Minister and Supreme Commander. They proved in order to literally declare readiness at the next session, on May 8, to support the candidate, who will nominate one -third of the parliamentary deputies. Simply put, the same Pashinyan.

Why could they not do this immediately, without provoking the national blockade of infrastructure, the actual collapse of the government, the flight of respected citizens from the ranks of the Republicans? Yes, because they listened to the song "Do not rush to bury us", and the people at that time gathered in the squares. Because in parliament they, for completely inaccessible reasons, felt like the owners of the situation, which will now give the unwashed "cattle" a lesson of power and democracy and publicly mock in the shit of the favorite of this enraged "cattle". So that he knows his place and that the "cattle" knows and dispersed. But it did not disperse - what a bad luck! There were only more people - because they really are sick of this self -confident fraternity, which has lost any connection with reality. About the same as the Ukrainians were sick of Yanukovych and his gang.

And here again the question: did they decide to pour gasoline into the fire or did they still not have a way out, because they demanded this in Moscow? And they had to at least imitate the implementation of a crazy order, then to be able to say - you see, we try, do what you advise, but they only become more.

Judging by the fact that a number of high -ranking Armenian dignitaries visited these days in Moscow, and a delegation of supervisors from the State Duma came to Yerevan, to the risk of saying: it is not themselves. Like Yanukovych, he did not act himself. This is all Putin. Putin, who, until his very last minute - in power, in life - will live in eternal fear that he will also be asked by the millions of people who gathered in Moscow squares. That in the same way the State Duma will at his last meeting in front of the meeting of the meeting for the appointment of some oppositionist Prime Minister, and nearby, in the Kamerger, the same cultural figures who devotedly looked into his colorless eyes yesterday, will burn the parties of United Russia. To burn - and rejoice.

I do not say that it will be so tomorrow. I claim that this is how it is. There is in his head, a head in which only one melody constantly sounds - "and do not rush to bury us." Do not rush! Let me scratch! Let me live as he did not dream of in your St. Petersburg gateways!

And this obsessive music, which sounds in his head with a tuning tuning forces, has long replaced his calculation, common sense and even a sense of self -preservation. He lives in this song - and that is why he can give his only one advice: not to give up, not pay attention, try to leave, deceive, outwit, intimidate, and if it doesn’t work out, kill.

In a word, pour gasoline into a fire. Only this is he now.