Текст книги "The spirit of the nation (СИ)"

Автор книги: Марат Нигматулин

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In the twentieth century, anarchism has irrevocably lost it’s progressive component. Nevertheless, anarchists, even then, remained an influential social force for a long time. Yes, now it was a reactionary force. After the Bolsheviks defeated nestor Makhno's army, the militant anti-communism imbued the entire anarchist movement with it's poison. To the days of the Spanish Civil War, anarchism was a reactionary and dogmatic mental virus that poisoned workers' heads with their strains. Nevertheless, even in the specified time the anarchic program still retained a considerable number of supporters. 

 

Degradation, however, then only gained momentum. By now, it has probably reached a climax (although it remains to be seen). Modern anarchism is almost completely devoid of any political content. As for the American followers of Bakunin, these nits have long been (since the fifties of the last century) are only an agent of the Central Intelligence Agency. The British anarchist movement by today finally turned into a disgusting reactionary subculture. French anarchists have all become bandits. Now they are completely indistinguishable from the local mafia. The anarchists of Spain, Italy and Portugal moved the same way.The Greek colleagues of these latter finally lost their lives on the grounds of their monstrous anti-communism. In short, anarchists are now only an eternally drunk herd of aggressive ignorant burghers.

 

We, the true friends of the Russian people, the «Revolutionary schoolchildren of the city Moscow» try to do everything possible to dissociate ourselves from these damned freaks of anarchists. Our illiterate unscientific reasoning, which is given as truth in last resort, is disgusting to us. We are all inside out from the squalid, corrupt, unpromising practice of these insignificances. These bastards can go on like this as much as they like! They can continue to maintain their dull existence at the expense of foreign handouts. They can drag as much as they like to the Bolotnaya Square and hang out with all sorts of bourgeois reptiles, with all these libertarians, the Navalnoids, and other similar nits. They can safely continue to «fight against gender inequality», promote drugs and the social way of life in general, and kidnap lab rats from the vivarium of Moscow State University. We don't want to have anything to do with this! 

 

We, the true defenders of the disadvantaged people, do not want to «fight against gender inequality» and steal rats from the University vision! Instead, we want to kill!

 

Anarchists will, of course, say that we, desiccation, authoritarian, totalitarian and even bad, are themselves, they are just angels in the flesh. All as one vegan, hipsters and microbloggers. And some of the things that are long overlooked. You know, today's Russian anarchists are always some sad playboys, kids of spineless intelligents. Nobody among them even killed a politician. As soon as you look at these freaks, it's just as soon as you re getting nauseous.

 

Anarchists say: «No power to anyone!». We proclaim: «Raw power for everyone!». This is our fundamentaldifference with all of these, as they themselves put it, «non-authoritarianleftists». 

 

At the beginning of the twenty-first century, they continued to think of the slogans of the nineteenth century. All their hopes are pinned on the development of computer technology. The eyes of these insignificance are turned in the direction of Silicon Valley. They despise the Russian people, sincerely believing him to be a bull, but at the same time adore all sorts of charlatans and turned, like the same Elon Musk. These creatures value the mechanisms more than humans, and therefore it is absolutely right to call them social necrophiles.The dead of technology attracts them much more than any real life of real people. 

 

The philosophy of our modern anarchists is to the impossibility of vulgar mechanistic materialism. This materialism was once professed by Ayn Rand. Any social spider these bastards deny. Naturally, why can these cities be useful science, if they consider themselves the smartest people on Earth, knowing the answers to all the questions of public life?! 

 

The ideology of Russian anarchists is so primitive that only those whom nature has deprived of all reason can seriously profess it. Anarchists sincerely believe that everything in the world should be parallel, perpendicular and painted, and if what is wrong, – then lying. 

 

This is exactly what these «non-authoritarian leftists» are! 

 

Well, we're not like that! We are exactly that authoritarian! And we want blood! Lots of blood! It is not for nothing that they say that the true revolution is a bloody feast of ghouls. 

 

Ah, Alexander Tarasov was right when he wrote that «anarchism is a socialist theory for fools». 

 

However, it is quite a relish of all sorts of anarchic abominations. You all know that there is no limit to this abomination. 

 

Let's get back to business! 

 

As you can imagine, the economic and political system that is now established in Russia cannot satisfy any patriotic person. With his monstrous passacudence, he simply had to stir up deaf discontent of the masses of the masses and a desperate protest of a few daredevils. And he did! 

 

While insignificant charlatans ranted about «anarchy», «consensus», «non-violence», true friends of equality and popular freedom waged their irreconcilable struggle against Russia's repugnant neoliberal dictatorship. To our great regret, this struggle has not been as active for many years as we would have liked. There are very few people willing to sacrifice everything in the name of the revolution.Nevertheless, these comrades were sought out. Yes, these corridors are still very few, their efforts are not yet so noticeable. However, these people are there. The rest will apply. 

 

But let's go back to the abandoned theme! 

 

It happened in January two thousand seventeen. It was then that the students of one of the Moscow schools began to gather together to discuss some political issues. At that time, none of them could even think that only a year and a half would pass, and this microscopic circle would be transformed into a terrorist organization. In that circle gathered young people of different views:Marxists, anarchists, national-bolsheviks, classical fascists, even one libertarian there was. The only thing that exactly united these citizens – is their selfless love for the Fatherland.Through long and sometimes very heated discussions, overcoming mutual misunderstanding, gradually getting rid of their own prejudices, – these people learned the surrounding society.

 

Of course, very soon these same schoolchildren realized the brunt of the crisis in which our Motherland is now.They saw the decline of the Russian economy, saw the decomposition of the entire political system, observed the monstrous degradation of the national culture. The injustice that prevailed angered all of these young men. Of course, these schoolchildren tried to look for answers to sacramental Russian questions. As for the answers to these very questions, the above were prompted by the very people's life. On the one hand, these young people observed the total passivity of the majority of the country's population and the complete indifference of the self-appointed domestic «left» to all the most important problems of our Motherland. On the other hand, they admiringly contemplated those separate acts of heroic resistance of a few desperate, which occasionally occurred on Russian soil. Yes, in November two thousand of seventeen, all members of this tiny community unanimously decided that only one social revolution can save our long-suffering Fatherland. 

 

By that time the circle had formed a semblance of it's own ideology. This latter was based on the theoretical constructions of Alexander Tarasov, a well-known Russian communist. Beginning with the very November days of the past two thousand seventeen, the young people mentioned above began to prepare for the coming guerrilla war, which they themselves planned to start very soon. By the time of the beginning of May, two thousand eighteenth year all preparations were over. All we had to do was wait for the lucky moment to start a war. The signal for the declaration of war was the launch of the infamous pension reform of the eighteenth year. 

 

As you may have guessed, the same schoolchildren who have been mentioned before are ourselves. 

 

Events developed very quickly. On June 29, two thousand of the eighteenth year, a neat day of guerrillas and underground workers, we posted our first address on the doors of the Pension Fund of Russia. On that very day, we declared a terrorist war on the Government. Now it was impossible to retreat. 

 

After that, we gathered in our school museum, conferred a little and hacked to rob a pawnshop. The next day we implemented this decision. Yes, we robbed a pawn shop. And then another one. One more thing. In short, we took four pawnshops and two jewelry stores.The money got immeasurably. We hid most of these funds securely, while we spent less on the purchase of weapons we needed. 

 

The next memorable day for us came on the 19th of June, two thousand of the eighteenth year. It was then that we infiltrated the territory of the government military unit, planted two bombs for us, and then detonated these same bombs. A statement was placed at the gates of the military unit. 

 

After that, we posted a huge banner on the gates of the General Staff, the slogan on which read: «Long live the red terror! More murders!». 

 

After that, we started diversions on the railways. Several times we've been portable by railway classified to pass the high-speed train «Sapsan». In addition, we have damaged the common railway tracks that were moving by the railway train by the railway.

 

On September 13, two thousand of the eighteenth year, we decided to infiltrate the territory of the Khrunichev factory. We were unable to carry out the plan. As soon as we climbed on the other side of the fence, as the local guards saw us. The damned freaks immediately started shooting at us. Fortunately, we also took a few traumatic pistols equipped to fire live ammunition. As a result, we managed to injure one guard in the leg. After that, we fled. It should be noted that no one was injured among the rebels at that time, as the guards fired lousy.

 

In addition, we planned many other operations. So, we wanted to plant a bomb in the European shopping center. Even a bomb was built. At the same time we were preparing to kidnap german Sterligov for ransom. We prepared this case with all the right seriousness. We were also going to slam the famous geek Dmitry Puchkov. Even found in St. Petersburg people who were ready to help us this good deed. In October of the eighteenth year we were just busy trying to figure out the usual routes of this reptile's movements through the streets of our northern capital. 

 

By then, our congregation had grown significantly. The organization now consisted of more than a hundred different people. More and more comrades joined us. Among them were communists, fascists, anarchists, representatives of the criminal subculture, as well as the subculture of the offniks. Now our organization included people of almost all age groups. The youngest person in our community was only twelve years old at the time, while the oldest man was over fifty years ago. Members of the community now lived not only in Moscow, but also in many other cities of Central Russia. At the same time, by the way, we recruited some law enforcement officers. Among these same agencies are the Ministry of the Interior, the Russian Guard, the Federal Security Service. The staff of these government agencies recruited by us gave us the necessary information, which often constituted state secrets. At the same time, we were able to establish strong contacts with many influential organizations of foreign origin. Among these latter, the Cuban Dirrección de Intelligencia is rightfully the most important. This institution provides us with much-needed funds to fight. Through a large intelligence network on the lands of our state, this useful organization ensures the timely supply of arms and ammunition for our party. It is also necessary to emphasize the truly grandiose role of Cuban comrades in the information support of our progressive activities. Thanks to the above-mentioned extensive intelligence network, which without exaggeration has entangled the entire state, the Cuban resident has the opportunity to regularly inform us about all the activities of the Federal Service and other hostile to the people of the state organizations, in one way or another directed against the Communists of Russia. 

 

But let's get back to business! 

 

In November, two thousand of the eighteenth year, we ran a campaign to put up political leaflets. This campaign was totally unsuccessful. Some of our comrades were discovered by police. Among those who fell into these lofty satrams, the Marat Nigmatulin was. This last one was in our possession once. He subsequently led the organization. This last one keeps running and running.

 

The politicians handed over our friends to the federal service. These latter have prosecuted criminal proceedings, have undertaken torture interrogation and remedial activities. Despite the fact that having it's own agents from within the framework has allowed us to obtain the necessary information about the investigation and to complicate the investigation, the situation is still unsatisfactory. After the beginning of the criminal investigation, many of our comrades proved forced to cross the illegal position, the kohees remain and now. Despite the complexities described, our organization continues it's activities. On the contrary, we no longer have to fight! To fight for the Revolution! What's for the insurgent to make a revolution? It means to climb the political Olympus, walking on the dead enemies'corpses. Class enemies, of course.

 

And a powerful protest is ripped out of our rifles!

 

The struggle continues! ¡Hasta la victoria siempre!