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Our national dream: who would have tossed the money

Well, tired of this stupid question: “Do you want us to be like in Ukraine?” A hundred times found out that we do not want. Then they showed us yellow vests and pestered us again: “Do you want us to be like in Paris?” We do not want. We want it to be like Blackhall Colliery. Some of us may have never even been to this English village, but still want us to be like there.

You will envy here: for five years, the inhabitants of this village have been regularly tossed with bags of money. Whatever the package, it contains two thousand pounds sterling. One after another, 12 such packages were planted, and who is doing it is unknown. It looks like some well-wisher puts the package in a prominent place and pins it with a safety pin so that the wind does not blow it away to the European Union.

The naive blackhall-collierians turn to the police after each package and ask to find a mysterious sponsor, although they could spend easy money on landscaping without hesitation. Let's say potholes on the asphalt are patched or cesspools are cleaned.

What's so funny? Well, yes, you probably already found photos of this English village on the Internet. The asphalt they have in the outback is no worse than ours in Omsk or Yekaterinburg before the arrival of the president (probably, they are waiting for the queen in Blackhall Colliery). And about the cesspools - this is me by inertia. I read about the village of Vakhrushevo (it is within the city of Kopeysk, Chelyabinsk Region), where there is historically no sewerage. There, feces from overflowing cesspools now and then spread through the streets. As the regional media write, “only sub-zero temperatures save the territory from an ecological disaster and a terrible stench, since most of the drains have frozen.” Last winter, a fifteen-centimeter layer of this kaki-byaka was frozen on the streets of the village, and people read with horror about the upcoming global warming.

The prosecutor's office dealt with the problem of sewage removal, and the court made a decision obliging the mayor's office of Kopeysk to take out the feces somewhere far away and preferably not against the wind. But for many years no one has given money to the Urals for all this. Not a pound sterling, not a kilogram of rubles. And now it has been announced that Vakhrushevo will receive some funds next year. But - only for the design of the drainage system.

And as for the money for the construction of sewerage - here, as they say, you can stay with your nose. Tightly clamped because of the stench and stench.

In fact, nameless English sponsors could take care of our localities, and not just Blackhall Colliery. We would take an example from one of the American charitable foundations, which allocated a fairly decent amount for the repair of a school roof in the village of Chernaya Padina, Saratov Region (the foundation, by chance, is headed by a native of the banks of the Volga). The roof was leaking, the municipality did not find the money, but the Americans asked how much they needed, and they gave it exactly according to the estimate. True, when the money was spent during the repair, it turned out that the same amount was needed. The Americans were very surprised at such a self-financing, but, after thinking, they promised to complete the repair. They say that now they want to send not money, but their builders - with hammers, drills and calculators.

... It's nice when someone throws rustling bills at you. It seems that the inhabitants of Blackhall Colliery will soon get a taste of it and leave a note in place of the next package: “You sent us 13 packages of money. Thank you. But actually we need 26.”