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

Автор книги: Марат Нигматулин

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Bill Clinton is still here. The reborn is ablucient. He was, frankly, worse than Nikolas the Second. You know, this bastard Clinton first muddied an affair with her secretary, Monica Lewinsky (oh my God, how ugly she is!), and then as our co-teen tried to deny everything.When this bastard was caught on such a brazen and shameless lie, he began to repent popularly and demonstratively.Say, forgive me, the American people, the sinner! This whole thing, of course, was not worth the egg. That did not prevent the media from inflating this topic to unprecedented proportions. But the most important thing here is that Clinton was impeached because of all this. God! To what all the same has reached The American policy, if the president can be impeached only because of his sexual incontinence! 

 

Well, about such freaks as Angela Merkel, Francois Hollande, Emmanuel Macron, George Bush (though old, though young), Barack Obama, David Cameron, Theresa May, Boris Johnson, and others like that – I do not even want to say. They're already clear. Just look at these faces to make sure. Make sure that the degradation on these muzzles lies indelible seal. 

 

The same Boris Johnson – looks like a violent bonkers. But this, right to say, is not the greatest evil. You know, it's often happened that the state was ruled by a violent lunatic. Sometimes it happened that he managed well! Much worse is that Johnson is a real oligophre. And when the country is dominated by oligophren – it is another matter. The politicians are powerless. So are psychiatrists. Here we need specialists quite different. Capable of solving the problem radically. I think you know who we're hiring.

 

It would seem that all the things we had said earlier about the essence of the revolution are issues of elementary, and that we have expressed judgment on them must be self-evident to all decent volatility. It's really true. The problem is that the majority of our fellow citizens, what they call themselves left, are not the decent ones.

 

So we all confidently declare that. Bolotnaya Square, and more precisely de facto, all known events that once were there, – that's not a revolution. So hipsters have been out.

 

«And who is essentially such these hipsters?» – you ask. We'll answer you right now.

 

Hipsters are enemies of the people. And therefore, these creatures are also our enemies. Yeah, remember that forever: our enemy hipster, and all who serve him. Hipster is no man. It's a miscarriage of man.

 

Who are these hipsters? We'll tell you who it is! These are the children of rich parents, who are mad at their hatred of socialism, who have been snareed by computer games, drunken drinking and listening to monstrous rock bands (usually it's «Vulgar Molly» but it's worse). 

 

And do you know how these bastards spend their time?! Here they read all sorts of vanilla books, listen to the illiterate sermons of Mikhail Svetov, get drunk in the expensive English vodka – and then, obsessed with hatred of any socialism, go to the Bolotnaya Square to shout all sorts of stupid slogans. 

 

Imagine what an ordinary hipster looks like. A pathetic puny bastard. Long, like a pillar, and skinny like a rod. Thick glasses in a frame cover his cowardly, eternally squinted eyes. He doesn't need those glasses, of course. He sees the bastard perfectly, whereas she wears eyepieces only to go for the intelligentsia. The hipster's look is always oily, cloying and generally disgusting. This look at you cheap Amsterdam prostitutes. The hipster's face is always white and always unshaven. But no, don't just think that this man will one day become the owner of a beard like Karl Marx. No way! This man looks with his bristles not as Mikhail Bakunin, but rather as a beside a bully-student from some provincialvocational school. The hipster's hands are white, too. And on top of that, they're fat. Narrow threads look at his soft white skin barely noticeable blue veins. These hands never knew the work. Their only task – to press the keys of the smartphone «Apple», with which the hipster never parted and now that this bastard is ready to sell the homeland. 

 

No matter how rich the hipster is, he always looks like a bum. Mike is always elongated and washed. That bastard's shirt never zips up. It's like a crow's nest on his head. His legs are thin, like matches. They're always drawn into skinny jeans. On his feet stretched disgusting multicolored sneakers. 

 

How do you feel? Is this hipster, disgusted?! If so, let's kill hipsters! 

 

There is no more strength to tolerate such reptiles. Kill the insignificant creatures without any pity! Dumasrightly pointed out: «It's bad for a priestwho feels sorry for heretics!». Feel free to tear to pieces these modern muscadens! No mercy to those who have the madness!

 

However, we will refer to the case.

 

You can discuss the revolution for a long time. The main point of you, as we would like to believe, has already known. Let's say now about what type of personality a revolutionary should have.

 

The true revolutionary is the punk who is furious with the horrors of capitalism. Yes, it is extremely evil, completely downed punk. And while he was beasting and falling lower and lower – he from punk managed to turn into a natural serial killer and fascist, able now to do anything. Everything human has long since evaporated from his head. Now there is only naked fanaticism, one uncontrollable hatred. Such a subject is ready to make a revolution. Forever, there will be no such force that it could stop him. He's going to kill now. Kill everyone. Kill right and left. Kill the bourgeois, kill the cops, kill the wives and children of the police, kill everyone who gets in his way. And that's when he's going to be a true, self-depreed revolutionary. Tothose whom Americans pathetically magnify the public enemy number one.That is the enemy of the state number one.  

 

You know, as strange as it may sound, the revolutionary is always the bearer of aristocratic morality. Yes, the insurgent – by his character only and can be an aristocrat. A knight, so to speak.

 

Here, however, it is necessary to explain what we mean by the lord's morality. 

 

In previous historical epochs, the bearers of aristocratic morality were ancient Spartan warriors, formidable Norwegian Vikings, medieval Western European knights, Japanese samurai, Russian Cossacks, militant Caucasian Highlanders, all sorts of sea pirates. In today's times, this ethical tradition is faithful to numerous bandits and revolutionaries. 

 

Aristocratic morality prescribes to it's bearer the preservation of honor, uncompromising and unselfish performance of it's own duty until the very end. It instructs every person to strive for great achievements and unbeanimglory glory, to rise above himself. The meaning of life she finds in the struggle. We can safely say that this is the moral ity of a free man.

 

We have to explain. Of course, liberals and other bourgeois geeks call a free man finally lost the shame of the everyman. The freak implied by them loves only himself, the only meaning of life finds in all sorts of consumption, hates his own homeland and is always ready to decide on betrayal. 

 

A typical example of such insignificance is, of course, Nikolay Desyatnichenko. If any of you do not remember what kind of geek, – so we will remind you. We are talking about the same schoolboy who once ranted in the Bundestag. The performance was just a feeric! It was the masterfully to justify with liberal positions all the heinous crimes of Wehrmacht in Soviet territory!

 

You know what the saddest part about all this time? The saddest thing here is perhaps that modern Russian school produces many thousand such freaks every year. There are, of course, a very good educational institution. Exactly, it's exactly what the Russian counterpart is preparing. But the institutions in our country, as you know, are a little.

 

However, this is the delicately – case limit. Finding a man is more vile with all the desire that would be difficult. Let's take another example. As a way, we will be perfect for the oldest beetles of the bugs now.

 

Whatever some of our leftists claim, Mr. Zhukov is, of course, no revolutionary. It's just a well-fed, fattened bourgeoisie. A real philistine, a insignificant everyman, a stupid burgher, and everything else is a Pharisee, a prude and a hypocrite. He rides his jeep everywhere, carries a credit card in his pocket, while he has pineapples and grouses in hisrefrigerator. That's why I want to repeat once again: Egor Zhukov is a freak and a bastard. He deserved to die! 

 

The real rebel, the real star of the people – is Mikhail Zhlobitsky. 

 

You just try to compare the scale of these two personalities – Egor Zhukov and Mikhail Zhlobitsky!  If these two are put side by side, it will be obvious that Mr. Zukov will not be. We're going to have to look this bastard in a microscope. 

 

Egor Zukov is the most ordinary consumer. Only this angryconsumer. He was not given what he was supposed to do, so he raged, the scandal decided to roll. Such angry consumers you can easily meet in the store or in the eatery. There, too, often happens that a certain consumer was dissatisfied with the quality of goods or services. Well, and rolled up the scandal, of course. 

 

What are we going to say about MikhailZhlobitsky? 

 

Here, frankly, and words do not pick up.One can only recall one story that is the best fit for such an occasion. 

 

Stephane Mallarme was once asked how he felt about Ravachol. He smiled and said: «Who I am to discuss the actions of the saints?».

 

But let's get back to business. 

 

In the history of mankind there were only two kinds of morality. First, it is previously called an aristocratic morality. Secondly, it is the moral of the bourgeois, the bourgeois. The latter, although it is called bourgeois, is in fact much more ancient than the bourgeoisie itself. The origins of this morality are not difficult to find in the Confucian idea of «little people». These latter were among the oldest carriers of the bourgeois idea of the world. 

 

The bearers of chivalrous ethics eventually sought to commit great deeds, feats – as well as, of course, to glorify their own name (as well as often those human communities, to which they themselves belonged) through these most feats. Carriers of the ethics of the bourgeois have always strived only for their own safety, comfort and well-being. The ideal of these insignificances is a refined life, devoid of all kinds of anxiety and excitement. Truly, the crystal dream of the everyman is an eternal idleness, a never-ending game. He wants to go to some tropical country, stay there in a five-star hotel, where everything is arranged in accordance with the all-inclusive system, and stay there forever. Indeed, the ideal of insignificance is an eternal stay at the resort. Therefore, in fact, these modern «downshifters», which are now restlessly restless on the beaches of Thailand, living on the income from the provision of their apartments in hiring – are disgusting, insignificant drones. And if among all the creatures on our planet everyman – the creature most vile, these very «downshifters» – the most vile among the inhabitants. That is, in truth, – the most vile of the most. 

 

However, if you think about it, there are also such freaks as hikikomori. But these latter are disgusting to such an extent that you do not even want to talk about them. These are not people at all. They're not even animals. Okay, paltry lumps of mucus. These creatures are not suitable even for their protein bodies to produce meat-bone flour.

 

Downshifting and some other traditional abominations, however, are already to some extent the past century. The modern burger is now rapidly moving even further in it's own degradation. After listening to the boastful promises of all sorts of gates, kurzweils, musks and other similar freaks, now he longs to be in some semblance of the same matrix, about which the Americans once made a bad movie. 

 

Marat Nigmatulin some time ago was an unwitting witness to a very remarkable scene. 

 

One great-age student (twenty-four years old man, higher technical education has, programmer works) said that he would like to live in the same film matrix, and in any case not in the real world. Naturally, he said, it is so difficult to live in the surrounding reality. Therefore, said a fan of Elon Musk, as soon as this last will provide the necessary opportunity, – he (our programmer, of course, and not Elon himself) will immediately be resettled in virtual reality forever. When this student was asked why he wanted to do this, the person gave the answer so stunning that he should be brought here in the very way he was given. «In the virtual world, I have a much better chance of becoming a little pony!» – the 24-year-old said. 

 

No, you don't get it. This man said this in no joke. He said it seriously.

 

As it turned out from further conversation, the young man completely interfered with his love for the monstrous American cartoon «My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic». That is why he intends now to turn into one of the heroes of the corresponding universe. As for the realization of his intention, he relies entirely on computer technology. 

 

 And it's actually an adult! A technician, a programmer, seems to have a mindset of a special critical nature. That, however, is still half the trouble. It is much worse that this young man is now studying at the Faculty of Philosophy. Yes, I would have known about such a thing Jean-Paul Sartre, – Iwould probably shed a tear. 

 

And the worst thing here is that the Faculty of Philosophy has a huge number of people who share the dreams of this undeveloped program. How well he wrote about such people great Goethe: 

 

All the charm of the spell will be dispelled by this boring, Obnoxious, limited schoolboy!