/ world today news/ Those days I wrote the memo “Horizons before the Stinker” – about the vicissitudes surrounding the “Golden Skunk”.
And only then I realized that I haven’t met/heard the word “horizon” for a long time.
It’s like she’s been imprisoned in some camp for bad words.
As long as we are in NATO and the EU – and their corset tightens us tightly – there is no need to talk about horizons.
It’s not even decent to look beyond our nose.
We have lowered our gaze – and we are going somewhere.
Above all, we are told that we don’t need to look back.
It’s even banned.
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The new Pungash have been at war with the Past for 27 years.
They are trying to gut him, turn him into some kind of rag.
The reasons are clear.
However, no matter how hard the types in question try, today is clearly ashamed of the Past.
We have brought her that far.
And I keep asking myself:
Are we no longer refugees from our own memory?
Or rather – in your own wasteland?
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The Pungashes received a rebuff from the most unexpected place – from the television commercials.
A nostalgia for the past is increasingly creeping into them – because advertisers have sensed what the public’s attitudes are.
That’s why they offer a “super taste of the time”, or paint lovely pastoral pictures next to a popular brand of ice cream.
Not to mention the beers – their quality is always guaranteed by the stamp of the Past.
That’s how ads sell – seeking mercy from times gone by.
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There are exceptions, of course.
You’ve all seen the commercial for Mr. and Mrs. Gerasimov.
They were together for more than three decades – and only recently realized that they live better today.
Because some mobile operator provided them with “four ji”.
Our social policy is pierced everywhere – but we have “four ji’s.
And this ad is everywhere.
Below I offer you some Kevorkisms for the Past.
Don’t read them – if you don’t want to be further saddened.
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Otherwise, everything is fine.
Now they are talking – with words – about the fence near the Turkish border: they were kings while they were building it.
A completely pointless exercise.
It is clear – who will build without stealing in a country where the word “horizon” has disappeared.
The fence is completely unnecessary: it does not stop the raids of selected groups of invaders, among whom there is always a Mini-Bin Laden.
And it will turn out to be a sham if the Turks drive a multi-thousand-strong horde here.
It is a ritual facility – nothing more.
The hordes can only be stopped by manpower, ours – do we have it?
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Let us think of the Fences we have built between us, as well as between today’s Havra and the Past.
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A nagging fear of mine: people who have a past go away. Completely anonymous and faceless individuals come.
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An interesting person is dangerous, a person with a real biography is intolerable. Fools think the Past is for the dead, that we shouldn’t look into it. Forget it, collect a fat sputum and spit – your mom.
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New pods are unceremonious people. They constantly mock the past, but they don’t mind stealing something from it.
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The past is an abandoned corpse, that’s it. We have to get used to that idea.
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There is a lack of respect for the Bulgarian Part – that’s why they cover the Past with mountains of garbage. And without a connection with the Past, you can’t achieve anything.
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For 27 years, the new idiots have been intruding on every occasion – as they initially appeared out of nowhere.
They are amputated from the most important thing – a sense of the values of the past time. They don’t want to have anything to do with him, because it will make them sad, they will see themselves in their actual insignificant stature.
The little ones of our life today.
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I very much like to think of History as the top stone with which a building ends.
But that seems increasingly impossible.
Because we are constantly at war with our past.
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Those who jump most against the Past know perfectly well – and this does not give them peace – that they will leave nothing behind.
There is no one to tear down their monuments. There won’t be any.
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The past – the ragged ends of a dream that has just flown away…
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