German Knyazev: "Anti -Utopia"

An entrepreneur from Nizhny Novgorod describes an alternative reality on Facebook , in which people with St. George ribbons dig a canal for the transfer of Yenisei water to the Crimea, and it was decided to significantly reduce the share of the loyal majority.

“I remember five years ago, maybe a little more, he told me that he could not stand homosexuals and substantiated this by looking at them and his children could become infected with this infection. I did not argue, we just stopped discussing this topic.

Then he tried to explain to me that Russia had a special path and exceptional spirituality, and European culture collapsed under the oppression of tolerance, and we have all the problems because of the "churok & black-legged". I did not argue again, because we have many common friends and this could upset them. We just began to be friends less.

He constantly quarreled the local leadership of the region, posted the pictures of the potholes on the roads, funny and not very stories about corruption and cunning judges, but actively convinced me that time had passed time and the Supreme Leader would correct everything. I did not object, he had cute cats in the tape, but I firmly decided not to like them.

Soon he summarized that I did not patriotically rejoice, how we “squeezed the Crimea from these hocles,” and it was time to think about joining the voluntary folk squad. And I just referred to employment at work.

Yesterday he came to my work and said that I should give money to the "starving Crimeans", agree with new taxes, and that we still need to transfer to the Fund for the fight against NATO. I decided that he would not have lost me and he came not alone, and they sang so cool, in chorus, some terrible song, that I signed all the papers to you.

Today he came to my house.

There was a harsh determination on his face, and there was a shovel in his hands. He said that his homeland was in final danger, at the same time checked on which channel my TV works, and handed me a directive and his shovel. I read in paper with an eagle coat of arms that I was heading for digging a canal on the transfer of water from the Yenisei to the Crimea.

When we went outside, there were a lot of people and all with shovels. The same directives stuck out of their pockets. Their faces were surprised and confused. One of them separated from the crowd, and asked him in a whisper - okay this liberal, but we are out of 82%?

- The directive was received to change the percentage. Eighty -two too much. There is enough for us fifty -one, ”he answered and lightly pushed the man who cried with happiness, whose St. George ribbon was tied to the lapel of his jacket ...

Brave marches came from the radio. "