The end of tourism. On shipment at own expense of the Color of the Nation from Russia
Dear Readers,
On the warm coasts of the United States of America there has been a revival of the real estate market. Compared to last year, home sales growth was 11%.
As specified from the field, a large part of real estate acquire government employees of two fraternal states, Russia and Ukraine. Not businessmen running from war, no. Representatives of the core of the major and medium-sized cities. Judges, prosecutors, mayors, heads of some departments of regional significance, deputy governors, police and police officers.
Buying goes at a hectic pace, and so large-scale that it can only mean one thing: The Color of the Nation intends to bring down as soon as possible. In the case of the Ukrainian Sergeev Olegovich and Olga Pavlovn, the magic motivation of the Pendal is the doubt that the current state will stand still for a year. And that the current government officials will physically survive his collapse. In the case of the Russian Oleg Sergeevich and Olga Pavlovn - the coming isolation from the Riviera, closing the road to Italian boutiques and disconnecting from the SWIFT system.
... Of course, this is from the color of the nation ugly. Of course, it is a pity to take away money.
But in all this there is one positive point. This long-awaited escape with the loss of slippers is incomparably better than the tourist democracy that has taken root in our country over the past decade and a half. I’m talking about that unique way of existence, in which every departmental Olga Pavlovna views the surrounding gray houses and gloomy compatriots as a temporary dressing room before a well-deserved incarnation abroad.
I’m talking about the period when the image of the accomplished biography emerged: to work “here” to 50, well to 55 years, and then leave for your true Climatic Homeland, where the house has already been prepared, where the children have already been trained and where it will be possible to take a selfie, not with a random palm, but with your own, in your own garden.
Actually, it is precisely for the extension of the era of tourist democracy in Russia that domestic elites cling with their teeth so much. For fifteen years everything went fine: they made careers here and made their nests there. They took kickbacks as they breathed - and in moments of drunken frankness they informed their friends that “nothing can be fixed here, it remains only to refine and dump”. They boasted about the success of their children-students in British and American universities and organized youth festivals “I love Russia” at the subordinate sites with calm people. They dreamed of fiery caresses under the rustle of magnolias on night-time verandahs and were one and all in United Russia. Many of them even considered themselves patriots.
They simply lived in anticipation of rebirth.
They saw themselves as Cinderella, ready just to get out of this brown bean and pots to hatch into the neat world of warm winters and quality services.
And many - tens of thousands, hundreds - were lucky to hatch in their time.
... What is important to understand here: to retain the tourist-generation in the homeland, all the same there was no possibility. It would still merge abroad, just smoother. For one simple reason: it is not able to reproduce here and was not even imprisoned for reproduction here. It is disposable by definition.
The color of the 15 nation for years worked purposefully to ensure that its offspring took place there and precisely as ordinary people. The full-fledged “heirs of the bureaucratic dynasties” in Russia are an insignificant percentage of the total number of bureaucratic children. The rest, even if they are listed as some heads of PR departments and deputies, are not viable by themselves.
... And now something can happen and happen, because of which the entire production scheme of western inhabitants will collapse at the expense of northern Russian territories. It is about to happen, in the Zolushkin language, at midnight.
And bureaucratic California will turn into the Crimea.
IPhone in highscreen.
Jeep in the Great Wall.
And they will forever remain in this world of semi-annual winter. And their children can not wait under the palm trees of mother's and father's capitals.
And so they run.
We are seeing an amazing picture in its own way - the Color of the Nation in the process of self-delivery. Which is much more technological and certainly not as bloody as last time. Russia, one might say, was very lucky that its Color of the Nation is bureaucracy, not oligarchy. As the fraternal Ukrainian example shows, the oligarchs, unlike the officials, even living in the Swiss seriously count on retaining the “eastern colonies” behind their families. And therefore they are ready to fight from abroad for their hereditary ownership of them. Sometimes to the last slave. The Russian temporary official is a more humble being. And, if that, ready to just blow up and escape.
... Those who will replace the now running Color of the Nation - we will not harbor illusions - will work harder and steal less only under the real threat of forest-trees. The nationalization of elites does not mean their improvement. Someone decides that, in principle, in the absence of the Californian palm, the Abkhazian one will fit, since it was not lucky to be born here. Moreover, the quality of caresses from the test model (and other small joys of power) is not affected.
The guaranteed plus for the country, except that those who come next will spend the stolen goods on the spot.
The remaining advantages of the country are not guaranteed. For them, the country will have to fight.
On the warm coasts of the United States of America there has been a revival of the real estate market. Compared to last year, home sales growth was 11%.
As specified from the field, a large part of real estate acquire government employees of two fraternal states, Russia and Ukraine. Not businessmen running from war, no. Representatives of the core of the major and medium-sized cities. Judges, prosecutors, mayors, heads of some departments of regional significance, deputy governors, police and police officers.
Buying goes at a hectic pace, and so large-scale that it can only mean one thing: The Color of the Nation intends to bring down as soon as possible. In the case of the Ukrainian Sergeev Olegovich and Olga Pavlovn, the magic motivation of the Pendal is the doubt that the current state will stand still for a year. And that the current government officials will physically survive his collapse. In the case of the Russian Oleg Sergeevich and Olga Pavlovn - the coming isolation from the Riviera, closing the road to Italian boutiques and disconnecting from the SWIFT system.
... Of course, this is from the color of the nation ugly. Of course, it is a pity to take away money.
But in all this there is one positive point. This long-awaited escape with the loss of slippers is incomparably better than the tourist democracy that has taken root in our country over the past decade and a half. I’m talking about that unique way of existence, in which every departmental Olga Pavlovna views the surrounding gray houses and gloomy compatriots as a temporary dressing room before a well-deserved incarnation abroad.
I’m talking about the period when the image of the accomplished biography emerged: to work “here” to 50, well to 55 years, and then leave for your true Climatic Homeland, where the house has already been prepared, where the children have already been trained and where it will be possible to take a selfie, not with a random palm, but with your own, in your own garden.
Actually, it is precisely for the extension of the era of tourist democracy in Russia that domestic elites cling with their teeth so much. For fifteen years everything went fine: they made careers here and made their nests there. They took kickbacks as they breathed - and in moments of drunken frankness they informed their friends that “nothing can be fixed here, it remains only to refine and dump”. They boasted about the success of their children-students in British and American universities and organized youth festivals “I love Russia” at the subordinate sites with calm people. They dreamed of fiery caresses under the rustle of magnolias on night-time verandahs and were one and all in United Russia. Many of them even considered themselves patriots.
They simply lived in anticipation of rebirth.
They saw themselves as Cinderella, ready just to get out of this brown bean and pots to hatch into the neat world of warm winters and quality services.
And many - tens of thousands, hundreds - were lucky to hatch in their time.
... What is important to understand here: to retain the tourist-generation in the homeland, all the same there was no possibility. It would still merge abroad, just smoother. For one simple reason: it is not able to reproduce here and was not even imprisoned for reproduction here. It is disposable by definition.
The color of the 15 nation for years worked purposefully to ensure that its offspring took place there and precisely as ordinary people. The full-fledged “heirs of the bureaucratic dynasties” in Russia are an insignificant percentage of the total number of bureaucratic children. The rest, even if they are listed as some heads of PR departments and deputies, are not viable by themselves.
... And now something can happen and happen, because of which the entire production scheme of western inhabitants will collapse at the expense of northern Russian territories. It is about to happen, in the Zolushkin language, at midnight.
And bureaucratic California will turn into the Crimea.
IPhone in highscreen.
Jeep in the Great Wall.
And they will forever remain in this world of semi-annual winter. And their children can not wait under the palm trees of mother's and father's capitals.
And so they run.
We are seeing an amazing picture in its own way - the Color of the Nation in the process of self-delivery. Which is much more technological and certainly not as bloody as last time. Russia, one might say, was very lucky that its Color of the Nation is bureaucracy, not oligarchy. As the fraternal Ukrainian example shows, the oligarchs, unlike the officials, even living in the Swiss seriously count on retaining the “eastern colonies” behind their families. And therefore they are ready to fight from abroad for their hereditary ownership of them. Sometimes to the last slave. The Russian temporary official is a more humble being. And, if that, ready to just blow up and escape.
... Those who will replace the now running Color of the Nation - we will not harbor illusions - will work harder and steal less only under the real threat of forest-trees. The nationalization of elites does not mean their improvement. Someone decides that, in principle, in the absence of the Californian palm, the Abkhazian one will fit, since it was not lucky to be born here. Moreover, the quality of caresses from the test model (and other small joys of power) is not affected.
The guaranteed plus for the country, except that those who come next will spend the stolen goods on the spot.
The remaining advantages of the country are not guaranteed. For them, the country will have to fight.
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