Blame it on. Who thought up that "Muscovites are not people"
Some people started accusing me of hate. They think it’s very bad of me to hate them.
They are partly right. They do not understand only one thing - how much, how deeply, how terribly I hate them. How long has this feeling grown in me?
It feels like some people are trying to quietly crawl away from understanding some things.
The topic will have to be deepened.
But first, a few colorful examples.
Here, for example, the reaction to the video, shot after the shelling of the Luhansk Regional State Administration.
Report on the new features of non-Russian parties can be found here:
This is also good.
You can still see this:
But this is my most precious thing, which lay in my heart and stuck to death, so that I could not tear myself away.
A lot of pictures? Nothing. I want you, dear reader, who thinks that I am spreading radicalism and taking over the edge, before reading the further text, to see enough. To come to the right mood for this topic.
Have you come?
I believe I came. It turned out quite clearly.
Are these people not awesome? Didn't they manage to surprise us? Beat the heart?
Where did they come from, so peculiar and unlike anything?
You say that from Ukraine, but you are not quite right.
This, for example, is Russian.
These people are not abandoned from Mars. They were brought up here, on our planet, in our and neighboring states of our country. This is a product of culture.
That is, in the present-day Ukraine this new breed of humanity is orders of magnitude larger (there is a mainstream propaganda campaign that rushes every year from each iron), but, as you see, we also have it. Because the cultural space is common. The only difference is that our education of people in such a state policy has not turned. Although there have been attempts. And even sometimes they repeat again.
I ask you to pay special attention to their newspeed.
There, specific words are used to designate phenomena that are cornerstones for their worldview.
Donbabwe and Luganda - the contemptible designation of Lugansk and Donetsk, parodying the names of African countries, that is, emphasizing the identity of these human communities to the third world - the savages.
Colorado is a designation that equates to an insect a person who honors the feat of ancestors in the fight against fascism in the Great Patriotic War.
Well, the most curious character of all:
A padded jacket is a symbol of a conditional Russian: an eternally drunken, natural slave, smeared in shit, who hates Western countries unreasonably and unmotivatedly, fixated on the fact that his “grandfathers fought”. By the way, created by the ex-Russian.
A quilted jacket is a comic character, a product of the vulgarization of some idea, as a result of this idea falling into an intellectually and culturally primitive environment. Where did this idea come from and what is it about?
It is only the final, the logical ending of a long and systematic process.
I was once asked: why did I cling to the director Zvyagintsev? This is not he who started the war in the Donbass!
Right! Not him. It is only (of course, not specifically) used as an excuse for its continuation. He only did everything in his power to ensure that the Independence Nazis didn’t even think of counting the people of Lugansk and Donetsk as people.
Do you like a combination of contempt for the third world countries, disregard for the memory and lessons of the War, vulgarization and defamation of the Russian people? Have you seen such people anywhere? Maybe on TV? Or on the book stalls?
Who started it all? Who gave all the opportunities of a part of our people to become cattle, beasts and fascists? Who opened the way to mass culture for the inferno rehabilitation of fascism?
Who thought that Stalin was worse than Hitler?
Who made people ashamed of the Russian name? Who told people that their people in the past have nothing to be proud of? Who said that the Russians have not and should not have a future? Who taught to be ashamed of the colors of the Order of Glory, telling about one rifle for three, about "they piled up corpses", about detachments and German women raped? Who blinded the image of Russian from quilted jacket, vodka and slavery?
Who did all this?
Who published the books? Who made films? Who wrote journalism? Who made the speeches?
Who under the guise and brand of the "opening of Truth" - lied? Who is under the guise and brand of "denunciation of vices" - slandered and spat instead of criticizing, teaching and inspiring? Instead of healing?
Who is this gang of impostors?
Of course, I am talking about the late and post-Soviet intelligentsia - creative and not so much. It was they who created everything that made it possible to turn a person into an “enthusiastic savage.”
And for what?
For profit? I believe.
In order to curry favor with those whom you consider strong at the expense of those whom you have recorded as weak? I believe too.
But this is not important.
Pride. They wanted to be elevated. They wanted white clothes. They wanted crowns Colors and Conscience of the Nation. They wanted the halos of the prophets. Judge's robes.
The trouble is that this requires such things as real authority, compassion, depth, love, passion for the high, humility. Experiencing connection with the world, with the country, with the people. The ability and desire to maintain this connection even when people are humiliated or stumbled.
And if all this is not, and there is only ambition and the thirst for recognition, then how to get what you want?
We should not be shy.
We must invent the sins of others, to expose, we must give out for vices - dignity, we must be tried for virtue, we must raise the bar of requirements where the feat is accomplished, originate and express radical ideas where depth and tact are required. If you do not know how to heal, hit the patient and say that you whip vices. Spit in the face and say that this is foolishness. Pee on the graves and say that this is justice. Blame the first, do not let me recover. Carry on all that I would like to do or have already done. All are rascals, all are fornicators, all are thieves, all are murderers.
Do not know how to understand - blame. Do not know how to heal - hit. Do not know how to elevate - humiliate. Do not know how - judge.
And still need to hold tight to each other.
This is a club of impostors, in which everyone competes with everyone on the subject of who is more rebuke, who is louder and more shameful, and who will reveal the more terrible truth.
This is a club of hoaxed counterfeiters who draw their own money and fool them into each other in order to be considered rich in their own environment.
They are now, I suppose, they dabbled in vodka or they sniffed out cocaine and sleep in their safe, unbroken flats and cottages, and they have a buttock of their sexual partner in their sweaty palms. And you need to open your eyes. We must wake up. Need to answer.
Time to pay bills.
Therefore, I blame.
I blame the Russian post-Soviet creative intelligentsia for crimes against humanity.
I accuse you of ideological complicity in the organization of the genocide of the people of New Russia.
I accuse you of the ideological justification of apartheid, massacres and repression.
I blame the bastards film crew. The film crew of the film "Four days in May." Group of the film "I Serve the Soviet Union."
"Shtrafbat."
"There was a woman."
"Ivan the Terrible".
"Anticipation."
I blame Rezun, Sokolov, Solonin, Pivovarov and Svanidze.
Readers of this text, I believe, will be able to help remember all. So that no one is forgotten and nothing is forgotten.
I blame you all for what is happening between the peoples of Russia and Ukraine.
Admire the work of your hands.
THIS YOU MADE.
YOU!
All the above photos are evidence of your crimes.
Before, you were just disgusting to us.
Now your labors have a tangible distinct result - thousands of corpses on both sides of this civil war. The blood of children. And the bestial pack at the head of those who were and should be our brothers.
And now I want you to take responsibility for what you have done.
And I have only one question:
Will you answer or wait until the people who are drunk with horror and anger ask you?
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