
An insidious cyclone was approaching Moscow. The TV quickly revealed the cause of the atmospheric sabotage: "Everything bad comes to us from Europe."
This discovery heats not only meteorologists, but also Tolstoy. Dropped thoughts are stored in Peter Olegovich. Here it is unexpected, it seems, even for himself, takes Britain into the allies of Russia, since only two countries are opposed to the place where all the bad comes from. Immediately insists that our power is a separate civilization, whose analogues are not. And then, without a pause, it proclaims the Russians by guardians (unlike Europeans themselves) of true European values. Following Tolstoy’s worldview attempts is funny, but tiring. It is better to see how these very values are protected directly in the center of Europe, where several channels of selected Russian TV are actively working.
I recently had such an opportunity. The body of television consists of three parts.
The first of them is cave propaganda.
The second is a grandiose in its scale to the stars of the showbiz. Within the country, they are ready (under the cells) to withstand foreigners, but at the first opportunity they rapidly exchange patriotism for foreign tour.
The third is the series of medium and lower than the average dignity with the marmalade "Sultan of my heart" at the head.
The abundance of Nikita Mikhalkov in the frame was most surprised.
In the historical homeland of his transfer, they occupy a modest place in the ratings and in the minds of fellow tribesmen. But beyond its borders, westernity is in high esteem.
Fragments of Mikhalkov’s studies, exploring the variety of external and especially internal enemies of the Fatherland, are put on stream, go daily, in a circle. Apparently, the creators of the broadcast are guided by the name of one of his programs: "If not us, then us." The phrase is spectacular, but in this context is useless. World TV channels are very much interested in Russia. So little that even Putin's triumphal visit to Serbia, which aroused domestic commentators to a state of enthusiastic hysteria, was almost unnoticed by them.
The rattle of disharmony is especially noticeable when comparing the interests of domestic and foreign broadcasters. We talk about them for days, the benefit of the storytellers came up with great happiness: not only Ukraine, but also France with Great Britain and America. They mainly talk about themselves. Until recently, this bizarre complex of information inferiority brought political dividends. Everywhere in the world of passion is fatal, and we have the happiness of stability, indestructible cement. And then the unexpected thing happened: the president’s rating began to fall. It turned out that the main constant of the Fatherland can be exposed to dangerous fluctuations. This is recognized even persistent imperials like Kurginyan.
Of course, sad confessions do not sound in television, but in another reality. The box still emits the rays of good to the current policy. Zarubin reports for the program "Moscow. Kremlin. Putin "descendants will be studied as an anamnesis. Only to him, the president of Serbia Vucich discovered the secret: Vladimir Vladimirovich plays perfectly on the piano. It turns out that we still do not know everything about our leader. The love of court commentators for Putin is enough for thousands of broadcasts, only this love is no longer applied to his rating.
It would seem that the channels are time to change the strategy and tactics. Changed. And they launched a political talk show at the “Russia” under the name “who is against?”. To see an almost three -hour campaign plus to existing indistinguishable samples is an unbearable task. I was not ready for such a test. The abundance of literary reminiscences, which they tried to ennoble the premiere, gave me the abundance of me. The experts soaked with tension painfully remembered quotes. All the fat were mixed together, Chaadaev crossed with Petlyura, Bogdan Khmelnitsky with Salinger. Finally, these worthy people waited to kick Ukraine, then, forgive the Lord, again Europe, or even Japan, swing. Tendering intensely into the flight of artistic thought, I unconditionally agreed only with Saltykov-Shchedrin: "Idiots are generally very dangerous."
It is difficult to comprehend chaos. It is impossible to comprehend chaos, which is controlled by Sergey Mikheev as the host. This forever inflated gentleman is the mystery of the casting. Compared to him, even Tina Kandelaki, who speaks at the speed of a machine -gun line, looks silent. To help the recruit, they gave Vladimir Solovyov (or vice versa, still not to make out who was given to whom). However, with Solovyov the debut did not dance. They promised some kind of spectator vote, waved with colorful cards, but they forgot about everything in the world to the finale. Maybe then they will remember.
Another thing is Sheinin with Kuzichev, real aces. Everything is simple, clear, clear. Showed a map of the red moon. She is pinkish over Russia, and bloody over North and South America.
A powerful political science analysis followed immediately: even the moon is ashamed of what is happening now in the Western world.
Immediately relieved of the heart. Harmony is restored. Nature never fails propagandists.