How Posner Pushkin insulted

Tomorrow he will be appointed the main enemy of the state

It happened terrible: Posner insulted Pushkin. Yandex beats in hysteria, Tsargrad - in the Paduchi. The masters of the headings boldly dive into the apotheosis: “Posner considered Pushkin a non -Russian writer,” “Posner had questions for Pushkin.” "Posner refused to consider Pushkin a Russian poet." By the time I finish this text, the amount of scolding addressed to the outstanding Russophobe Vladimir Vladimirovich will significantly surpass everything that the author managed to write on his website.

On the eve of this very site, he decided to once again fix his love for Alexander Sergeyevich. Fixed. He said that he loves the whole poet, but especially “Belkin’s story”. For him, Pushkin is a light, a vaccine from Russian longing, which is unusual for gloomy Russian writers. It was in this place that the masters of headlines entered the game, writing for those who only read these headlines.

How is this plot interesting? Its annoying typicality. Today the war of words, bypassing the meaning, arises literally from the air. The whole space of life - from Ukraine to Pushkin - is involved in the war at the speed of sound.

What did Posner say that what would not be repeated to him for centuries? There is nothing at all. Vladimir Vladimirovich - Trubadur of honed banality. So Vale and Genis called Dovlatov, to which Trubadur himself answered immediately: the capital truths are now very scarce. Dovlatov died relatively recently, but it seems - during the Trojan Wars. Today, the Empire itself of simple truths has been modified beyond recognition. Any message is primarily a sign that everyone has interpreted to the best of his damage.

Posner is a happy person. On April 1, he turned 87, and he is still one of the main newsmakers of the Fatherland. But what's interesting. Any of his gesture and step, from the adventure in Georgia to the change of wives, voluptuously sucked in flocks of slogkopers. However, as soon as Posner dives into the depths, he ceases to be an interesting fellow tribesmen by and large. His travels (along with Ivan Urgant) through countries and continents are an outstanding job, where everything is filigree - from text and context to picture and installation. And where are grateful responses? The question is rhetorical.

Moreover, he knows how to surprise in the most unexpected way. It would seem that we know more about Posner than about a close relative. Nevertheless, the program “Fate of man” with Korchevnikov (excellent work by Boris) listened without taking her breath. A reservation of templates has flown from the master, although public people usually do not allow themselves. On this day, that is, on his birthday, Posner was an artist. Whatever he was talking about - from the Germans' victory parade in the Champs Elysees (he was then 6 years old) to his favorite women - everything was filled with a trepidation of genuine experience. I was especially impressed by the story of goodbye to Stalin. The young man, who only recently arrived in the Soviet Union and miraculously fell on the funeral of the leader incomprehensible to him, froze in front of the corpse in amazement. He was struck by Stalin's nostrils, similar to two caves.

Stalin has long been gone, and the cave reality everything lasts and lasts. Euphoria continues on the network. The notes "Ordinary Posner" went densely. By morning, he will be appointed the main enemy of the state.