To whom is war dear mother?

 (Dedicated to crazy capitalism)

In Russia, war has always been perceived as a Disaster. And then it turned out that the Disaster has positive sides, because, as such a venerable publication, which is The New Times, found out, "By the way, thanks to the Communists and their sympathizers, one important circumstance came to my consciousness: during the occupation, the second, if not the third (if you count the NEP), the arrival of capitalism in the country.

Listen to this story: "Trade flourished surprisingly: shops and shops were everywhere. Enterprising merchants "in black" traveled from Vitebsk to Germany, Poland, Austria <...> There were 2 or 3 hospitals in the city that were neglected due to lack of funds <...> There were also several private hospitals that were very good and expensive, which served mainly speculators. There were also brothels in Vitebsk. There were also two Russian theaters that enjoyed great success. Many cafes and restaurants hosted dances in the evenings. The Cossacks, who wore hats, checkers and whips, drew the most attention to themselves; besides, they were the biggest brawlers." Does this one remind you of anything? No, this is not about recent times at all, this is an excerpt from the memoirs of Abwehr officer Dmitry Karov (Kandaurov) "Russians in the service of German intelligence and counterintelligence."

To whom is the Day of Sorrow, and to whom is the Day of Joy. More Precisely, The Day Of The Restoration Of Capitalism.

Who said that there is no True Love in the world? The one that embraces the whole nature, from which they become stupid. Here it is, in front of you. The most durable and long-lasting is the love of crunches. It is even stronger in these creatures than self-love, since Russians and other Chuvash could still get a place under the Aryan sun in Hitler's Germany, and no agreements were allowed with Jews. What self-sacrifice for the sake of the beloved social order!

However, today even the most violent among the liberals do not fight in fits, cursing the winners. There weren't many media outlets twenty years ago that wouldn't have screamed: "If it weren't for these fools, WE would be drinking Bavarian beer now!!!" "They shot in the wrong direction!!!" Unlike, for example, the glorious hero Vlasov. Moreover, In The New Times, by Victory Day, there were memories of Jews "shooting in the wrong direction," and the staff of the Echo of Moscow broadcasting, who are usually busy chewing the same thing – "it was necessary to survive" - remembered by the holiday that they also had relatives who "fought like everything." The details were not given out of modesty, but it is clear that feats were also performed in the wagons and rear warehouses.

And only V. Novodvorskaya is firmly convinced that Russians need to "repent, repent and repent" before all their neighbors and for all the disasters that these neighbors – as they are commonly expressed in liberal circles, "raped countries" - have brought them. And the most important thing is to repent for not forcing V.Novodvorskaya, who, of course, has nothing to repent of herself. But her colleagues sometimes repent for her: "Unfortunately, I don't think much about Americans!" - M. Ganapolsky confesses on Victory Day. There is nothing more to repent of, although, according to the same pridnodeva Novodvorskaya: "Russians cannot be allowed into European civilization with rights, they were put at the parasha, and they did the right thing. The pitiful, the spiritually untenable, the cowardly sleep at the parasha and have no rights." A curious result of Russia's entry into the world community. You may ask why? "If such people are given rights, the general level of humanity will decrease."Hitler said about the same thing, justifying the need to clear the living space of subhumans. No one is more inclined to destroy the population of entire countries than these chronic virgins and virgins who have spent their whole lives on beds that are narrow, as if in a common carriage.

And for whom do the gentlemen from Echo of Moscow and NT clean the living space?

Evgeny Pyrkov