Black on the pin

When the reward finds a hero, it is always important who the hero is and who minted the award

Medals and orders, brilliant metal circles for decorating a suit are mistakenly considered a sign of recognition and honor. This is not gratitude. This is always a means of encouragement, often - bribery.

People love fetishes, and the golden mugs are fetishized by them since ancient times. People love praise, and with age they only become even more hunting before her. People want a certificate that their life is not in vain, and the state reward becomes for many the most convincing assurance of this.

It is clear why rewards to the heroes: to make sure that they are heroes.

Awarders are needed to recruit heroes in their ranks. And only this matters when it comes to awarding.

Scattering medals to the soldiers, the generals attach their spirit, and those who did not receive medals, forced to envy and desire awards. Propaging generals on the orderly pins, the presidents buy their personal fidelity. This is not a reward owes to something awarded, everything is exactly the opposite. The trophy is not a reward, but the one who receives it.

When, for example, in the Kremlin they are called honorary titles and hung insignia of the artists, they rush and shake, as if power are the most subtle expert on arts. In fact, the taste of power vulgarens, but the understanding of human weaknesses is excellent.

It is not artists who need medals, they need authorities. Popular love for singers and artists is sincere, folk love for power is a decay. Returning to their side of the people's idols, the authorities assigns someone else's adoration, accustoms free artists to captivity and at the same time shows all other artists who are uncertain, like all creative people, who are the main thing for recognition of their talent.

Printing on the final piece of paper becomes a stigma on the skin.

That is why you can refuse a reward - suddenly you do not want to swear allegiance to the one who is going to tame you with it. Suddenly, you don’t want to serve as a dictator who arranges a massacre on the streets of cities, because he has grown up to power and is afraid to leave her before convulsions. Suddenly, you do not want to command thugs that should beat and kill unarmed people. Suddenly you cannot raise your hand to a woman, old man or teenager.

Suddenly, you do not want the love of ordinary people for you, their gratitude for your imagination, talent and passion are scotch from a pin puncture in your chest and that she gets drunk with a bloodsucker. Then you do not take a tin shiny from your hands, you do not hang a golden round on yourself. Or take off the trinket when the person who handed it to you is fought.

Because even if this is not a bribery, but gratitude - it is important to remember who thanks you and for what. It is important to ask yourself if you want to serve such a person, and whether you want to go to him. Is this love, or cowardice and sinking.

Thanks to Vladimir Spivakov, and let the rest not lie that they are out of politics. It is impossible to be outside this policy. Live Belarus.