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Date
04/02/2019
Author
Слава Тарощина
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Novaya Gazeta
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The first round we have already played

Biblical horrors of Ukrainian elections from masters of Russian propaganda

Peter Sarukhanov / "New Gazeta"

The election day began life -affirming. The Russian TV, exhausted by Ukrainian democracy, took up the digestive tract of Alexei Vorobyov. Elena Malysheva introduced a recording capsule into the singer’s body. Vorobyova pleased the delightful opportunity to represent the personal intestine on Instagram. He settled in revelations: dreams of Grammy, makes a career in the States, and lives there. Malysheva’s man was overshadowed. Her plans did not include studying the internal organs of not the most patriotic singer, but it was too late to remove the capsule.

A promising topic trampled from Vorobyov to Ukrainian elections. The TV set: the main path to the voter lay through the stomach, generously brilliant with food and money. The palette of lead outrages in these “very dirty elections” sparkled and shimmered with fresh colors. In the Donbass torture, in Kyiv, rallies, in the regions of riots, in sites - pens with disappearing ink. (I believed that these fun ended in grandfather Lenin.)

The main task of the masters of the broadcast is to immerse the viewer into the atmosphere of biblical horror. They loaded for a long time and stubbornly.

"Who else wants to kill Peter the Ripper before the Ukrainian elections?" - asks the stained spectator TV.

The current Ukrainian president has such a degree of bloodthirstiness that it was enough for four episodes of the Poroshenko epic against Tymoshenko. When the criminal authorities of Lenya Long (now he watching Brighton Beach) opens ulcers of the Kyiv regime, I would like to sob with the happiness of involvement in the great country living in a marvelous harmony with the Central Election Commission. No one needs to kill, everyone is absorbed themselves.

On these alarming election days, I seemed to be transferred to a giant communal apartment on Pushkinskaya, where my grandmother lived. The most colorful character is Susanna. She sailed along the endless narrow corridors of the apartment in a giant turban and cloud of anger. When anger demanded a way out, Susanna grabbed a relic gizm on a promenade - a wooden lid from the toilet. Crowing out incoherent phrases, she loudly found out the relationship with the outside world, waving a lid, like a banner of victory.

The TV behaves like Susanna with a lid from the toilet. The obscenity of goals and objectives with more than compensated by aggression.

Suddenly, a certain Platoshkin emerges from the bowels of the frame and accepts heartily yelling: "Go to the Maidan and demand reunion with Russia."

Both in a distant communal apartment and on close TV, the saturation of being is heated by a complete lack of logic. So far, one part of the box requires not recognizing the results of the Ukrainian elections, the other part of the day discusses that which does not exist for us.

Susanne was characteristic of Jesuit suspicion. She searched and found those who dreamed of taking additional living space to their hands. Although she was not and could not be in the overpopulated communal apartment. Wide profile experts, fighting enemies, also ignore the main thing: Ukraine is a sovereign state. That is why the reaction to the elections in another country is similar to a detailed diagnosis. Aximom of psychoanalysis - a neurotic stimulates in his past. Even the relatively respectable presenter Kuzichev does not retreat from the trunk path: “And whoever built you the metro, you would not have been without us for a long time.”

The pre -election twilight state of Russian propaganda can be understood. She, propaganda, is unbearable by the very thought of the victory of the opposition over the authorities. Although what am I talking about? The corridors of opportunities are limitless. Soloviev authoritatively declares: "Zelensky - Branch." Sheinin no less authoritatively explains - the fourth place is brisk more important than the first place of Zelensky. Skabeeva is completely sure that Boyko entered the three leaders.

This non -whaling gentleman with the same text on different channels is the only conquest of TV in a protracted war with reality.

However, hopelessness is sometimes useful, it opens up new horizons. From now on, you can not even compose fakes. You take personnel from the series “Servant of the People”, where Zelensky runs the main role of President Goloborodko, and easily pretend to be a chronicle of current events. Very promising undertaking.

And now the Guru of Political Science Dmitry Kulikov gives an episode from the comedy of Danelia “thirty -three” for the fact of the biography of Yevgeny Leonov. As if the actor himself, and not his hero told: he visited Czechoslovakia, Poland, Germany - not a tourist, but "in the infantry."

The most interesting thing in this story is Kulikov’s recognition: “I have a reservation, but this does not change the meaning.”

The largest the patriot, the more complicated his relationship with his native language.

If I were a propagandist of Russian TV, then the first thing I would have grabbed for a wise phrase from the series “The Servant of the People”: “If the elections had decided something, they would be canceled for a long time.” But I'm not a propagandist, but an observer. Therefore, it is doomed to be longing to observe that "does not change meanings." At this moment, for everyone, as usual, channels are again a clogging briskly, the timid hope of the TV for the best future. Susanna, grassing with his neighbors, also dreamed of light at the end of the tunnel.