Our historic chance to say goodbye to everything Russian-Soviet
Yesterday, a passer-by asked me what I actually do for a living, but not a bad one.
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And I answered, apologetically, “with cultural and interdisciplinary studies.” I also joked that I have no analogue, ie. not only am I analogless, but in a sense I’m also digital. The guy – about 30 years old – didn’t “return”, just laughed and asked why I was calling certain interlayers “cognitively challenged” and not straight up “dumb”.
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I answered as follows: that I never offend anyone.
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Why? Because insults give rise to an urge to violence, and violence is initially psychological impotence.
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Not for anything else, but because the lack of meaning in life plays a central and critical role in the etiology of any neurosis, as postulated by the beloved Dr. Jung. And that ultimately neurosis should be understood as suffering of the soul – the soul that does not find its meaning. Three-quarters of Jung’s patients suffer not from some clinically defined neurosis, but from the aimlessness and heartlessness of their own lives.
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I haven’t researched it (because it would be too expensive and stupid), but I have a feeling that before the fifth or however many elections in a row on April 2nd, aimlessness will reign again in our country.
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And no, we don’t have Jacinda Ardern from New Zealand saying she’s retiring from politics to look after her child, on the contrary: we even have new players on the field who are pushing for something, who knows what, besides the small profit, especially on the left.
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And the next election turns into some slightly meaningless and media-inflated nonsense, similar to books like “Clay”. And here I am looking for a new title, please help.
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“Cherry Blood”? “Blessings”? “Life on the Plains”? “Bulgarians”? The mass cognitive deficit opens up wonderful possibilities.
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But as if no one supported me when I have been rambling for at least 7 years now that our new supertask and new national goal is called the “welfare state” related to our pro-European and Atlantic direction. Next week – more on that.
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Instead, we have absolutely unproductive nonsense like Russo- and especially Putinophily – irrational sentiments, a kind of religion that rarely has anything to do with Orthodoxy (although Orthodoxy has become the new banner of Putin’s doctrine).
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We are wasting precious time in childish, tribal squabbles, including over the introduction of the euro. It is clear to any mature and well-constructed mind that our only national chance in this confused (Eastern European) world is a pro-Western orientation, not the new expansionist quasi-fascism of the Northeast.
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Who will attack Moldova and any of the Baltic republics, if he is not restrained by – alas! – the reverse nuclear threat. Not to mention Kazakhstan and the other Muslim ex-Soviet republics there, some of which have already reoriented to China.
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Do you know what the greatest luxury is? Not related to yachts, drugs and prostitutes. The greatest luxury ever is to have no war.
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OK, I agree that woke-culture is failing and it’s not nice to have a new reading of The Three Musketeers where D’Artagnan is black (turns out there is such a thing). We can even joke here – the brave Athos may be a second-generation refugee, the fat Porthos may not be fat anymore (so that there is no fat-shaming), and the subtle Aramis may not have decided what gender he is. And what about our little D ‘Artagnan to try to kiss the Duke of Buckingham without paying attention to ‘my lady’ on that night when all cats are grey. And maybe D’Artagnan should be a woman, who knows – and his lover from the fourth estate, Constance Bonacieux, is a lesbian.
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But outside of the joke, for want of a shoe the horse was lost. That’s us right now, if you get my drift. For lack of a suitable shoe we will kill the horse again.
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OK, I understand: because of their historical, political, cultural and all ties to Russia and especially the USSR, large masses of people in our country have an inherent and irrational sentiment towards this country. And yes, that makes them victims of propaganda messages. I understand everything, except for one thing: how, with what moral precept, Putin’s expansive fascist empire is supported. And the talk of “they are not there” in the Donbass since 2014 does not for a moment justify the killing of tens of thousands of civilians in Ukraine.
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Innocent people, people like me and you, who mostly live in social blocs like Mladost.
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Ergo, it’s time to agree that Putin is a war criminal, nothing less.
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And his bewitched circle of incompetents headed by Prizhogin only confirms the inevitable failure.
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But yes, you are right: Putin cannot afford failure, ergo – he will be removed. But one more “but” – I am much more afraid of those who will come in his place, mark my word.
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Our problem is especially rooted, of course, in primary and especially in secondary education (I don’t even care about higher education) – that’s exactly why I won’t stop until I take my dose of newbie, for our great historical chance of de-Russification. The Russians are today’s expansionists in Europe, ergo, let’s take advantage and redefine everything – both in Sofia and in other cities.
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Remove everything, remove those who – on the theme of liberation and rapid institutional enslavement thereafter (especially Kaulbars, the prominent opponent of the Union here). Read Zechariah, FFS.
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And let me not start about the tragedies of Sovietism and communism – they are traditionally against us, this present-day Russian government. Which, by the way, if you don’t know, despises us. When and if he even thinks about us, the Eastern European louse on NATO’s forehead.
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And yes, thank you very much for the fifth Russo-Turkish war in a row, for Pleven, for everything. Bow. Well, in a disenchanted Wazowski style of 1916, today I am ungrateful with a capital “H” – and I say, fuck off and die, go fuck yourself and don’t come back, no matter how much we use your language and culture, no matter how much I personally distinguish the Russian spirit from the Russian Empire.
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Go away forever.
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Today I am Polish. And a Lithuanian.
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A Georgian, a Chechen, an Abkhazian, a Moldovan, and a Kyrgyz. And above all, a Bulgarian.
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Just fucking leave.
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And for us – let’s especially read Lebedev’s “Limit of Oblivion”, since there is modern wonderful Russian literature beyond the classics. Why? Because this is wonderful contemporary writing with a look back at the memory of the horrors of the previous “Russian” empire, the USSR, which is now returning as a kind of zombie.
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“The Limit of Oblivion” is, as it seems, forgive me the Russians – a novel-wandering, somehow telling the unpretentious story of a young man – our contemporary – who suddenly found out that his grandfather was an executioner in the camp. How to live with such knowledge and how to forgive a loved one?
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How, indeed how do we forgive the Gulag and all? Can we? Should?
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My heart bleeds for people like Lebedev, Viripaev (we even kept in touch with the skin), Serebryannikov, the rapper Oxxxymiron, Olga Smirnova, Little Big, Alyokhina from Pussy Riot, Anton Dolin, Smolyaninov, the other Erofeev, etc. They are not guilty of any of this new-found Putinist fascism, and they should not be stigmatized just because they are Russian. Let’s not make them ashamed of it, for God’s sake.
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Simply because one of their Kagebei compatriots with neo-imperial delusions made some of the Western commoners disenchanted with the new Russian cultural emigration.
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And they are not silent and are worthy successors of Akhmatova, Mandelstam, Bulgakov, Pasternak.
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I say again: to distinguish between the new Russian imperium and the old, great Russian spiritus.
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I.e. Putin will not turn into Peter Perviy, whose dream was to Europeanize this essentially Mongol-semi-Slavic horde.
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I think about Etom all the time. Phew, I don’t have or can’t find my E-Oborotnoe.
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And I hope I don’t find it.
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