
"Like on a Ferris wheel. A new Russian catastrophe and an old movie from the cinema of a repeat film. The same views. Muscovites bring flowers... Murmansk residents bring flowers and toys... Our people do it very well. Wear flowers. Place wreaths. Honor the memory. Walk in processions with photos of the dead. Stand with mournful faces. Think about who knows what. Light candles for the dead. Be baptized. Condolence in networks. “Wet” “Kursk”, “dry” plane, bitter “Winter Cherry” and so on - over twenty years of Putin’s potholes,” the publicist writes in LiveJournal .
“Our people have mastered this to perfection - to honor the memory of those who died as a result of the activities of the next “effective managers”. Stalin’s, Putin’s.
Cemetery culture is the main folk culture of our country. Everything is filled with some kind of grateful memories of the dead and sorrows for the innocent victims. Don't understand why.
The only thing our people have not learned is to eliminate the causes of endless mourning ceremonies. Our people have not learned to throw out rulers who have become insolent due to impunity from the Kremlins. Who throw him into wars, twist him there in meat grinders, eating off fat muzzles in the rear.
They vilified the flowers and got out of their heads. Next - life, as if from a clean slate. No conclusions, no causes, no consequences. Nothing interesting. We got back to normal.
The center of our country’s existence is the Memorial. Something. Doesn't matter. The territory of the living, but not the living."