
The whole propaganda army was thrown to discredit the “little -known, meaningless blogger” Navalny, there was no need to poison. Who needs him - this blogger! But regular propagandists cope with the task poorly: they, together with their experts, ready to yell about anything with the foam at the mouth, in most spectators in their teeth are obsessed.
And then Gordon was put under the gun. Not the one that Dmitry is from Ukraine, but his own, domestic, which is Alexander. Apparently, in order, on the one hand, to attract the so-called intellectuals to the television screen, which vaguely remembered how Gordon once did something so smart, and on the other, not to lose the traditional Gordonian audience, who was accustomed to watch the current male/female current on the first channel (and this thing, I will report to you, more solid Malakhov).
Overpattle, sometimes having lost their human appearance, marginals who abandon the children, drive out of the house of elderly parents, beat their wives and drink without drying, families, streets and villages from the house of “m/f”. Directly on the program, they start fights and, having given the offender to the muzzle (they came only after that), the satisfied leave the studio accompanied by the guards.
And over all this feast of the spirit, the unperturbed Gordon reigns “all in white”, which in the finale usually brutters disgusting: you are all disgusting, no one sorry, so you need, went out of here.
You can’t imagine the best presenter for the show exposing Navalny. Unprincipled, defiantly cynical, self-deed, absolutely devoid of any empathy and ideas about decency. “Now I will scare you in one word:“ No-vi-chok ”. Are you scared? And it’s funny to me ... A clever operation to turn a suitcase without a pen into a sacred victim. I am ready to applaud ... Nothing proven. Someone from his own trained ... It is completely clear that this is an unprincipled scoundrel and a bastard. ”
Experts in the studio match the presenter: the developer of the "Novice" Leonid Rink, who then subsided with scarce goods ("what idiot will be ruined by the atomic bomb of one man? Luggles are much easier"), State Duma deputy Andrei Lugovoi ("Not without Western special services!"). Gordon "Homerically funny." The current show, conceived as an antidote from Dudia with its multimillion-dollar views, may well compete with the “novice” in terms of toxicity. However, the entire domestic television broadcast has long turned into an instrument of poisonous action - and not only in its propaganda part, but also at the household level.
Andrei Malakhov, unlike Gordon, for whom there is nothing saint, still looks like a person and even cries at times, mourning about a contemporary who has deceased in Bose. But tears with tears, and rating rating.
Vysotsky has a line: "I will not say about the living, but we protect the dead." Forget. Times have changed. I don’t protect the dead either. “The mysterious death of the widow of Svyatoslav Fedorov,” Malakhov rushed, announcing the theme of the next “live broadcast”. - Is it true that Irene Fedorov was poisoned? She moved rotten peaches and poisoned. ”
History chilling. Indeed, what could the 79-year-old woman die, shortly before the death of several heavy operations, except from the rotten peaches, which she allegedly ate before leaving for another world? Do not rush with conclusions. After all, you do not know the main thing: peaches could bring her beloved grandson Slavik, to whom she bequeathed all her movable and immovable property. Why should he poison his beloved grandmother? In order to accelerate her departure and take possession of the coveted inheritance. All this game was carried by the mother’s own daughter, which the mother went around in a will. Well, went around. Happens. Her will.
You can probably go to court, but some people poisoned by the daily squabbles of someone’s relatives on the air go there-as if for truth, but in fact, to be posthumously, but to reduce scores with loved ones who did not give them something.
The most interesting and at the same time cynical is how Malakhov and his editors formulated the topic of talk show, inviting other participants on it. "We want to invite you to a program dedicated to the memory of your great father." Such a proposal was received by the native daughter of Svyatoslav Nikolayevich Fedorova Irina Svyatoslavovna, a practicing ophthalmologist, a successor of his case. “We want to invite you to the Irene Efimovna memory program,” the topic of broadcast was indicated in a telephone conversation with her sister Natalya Efimovna.
What horror they experienced when they understood already during the record, what “memory” the creators of the talk show have prepared for the great doctor. By the way, the “memory” itself was pushed closer to the final, and Fedorov’s native daughter found the strength to go out and say that her father, a unique and outstanding person, deserved a completely different memory with his life (this was almost the only phrase that was left on the air, and others were cut out for the sake of the same ill-fated Ubian peaches). Malakhov tried to justify himself: they say, Irene Efimovna herself just a few months ago asked him to make a program of the memory of Svyatoslav Nikolaevich, but then somehow did not grow together, but now she gave her death to remember him, which is so unfairly talking about (so!).
Sister Irene Efimovna Natalya, who had previously assured that there would be no scandals when she saw through a slot in the wings the name of the program “Mysterious Death ...”, categorically refused to go to the studio: “You deceived me!” The editor began to grab her hands, tried not to let her into the room where her things remained, called the operators to help, who began to shoot what was happening in the corridor. It’s not a very young woman who had a pressure from the experiences, had to literally flee, and then she told me that
The criminal version of poisoned peaches is complete nonsense, her sister died a natural death, having a history of many diseases that are not compatible with life.
An interesting fact: before the recording, all participants are allowed to sign a certain document printed on four pages with a clean font - such as consent to shoot and lack of complaints in the future (few people read this text, employees in general terms retell its content). And yet. When Irina Fedorova, being behind the scenes and with disgust, watching what was happening in the studio in the monitor, she asked the organizers why the topic changed so radically, because it was about the memory of her father, with whom they promised to start the program, she was answered frankly and cynically: “What, to hell, my father’s memory? This will not give us a rating. ”
They know what they say. They themselves accustomed the audience to the rot, on which the people are falling with a shaft. Therefore, just memories of a unique scientist, an outstanding writer, the big artist is no longer a rating. Rotten peaches will outweigh any merits. And if they were not in reality, they must be invented.