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Lev Rubinstein. Jesters with them
Nowadays flourished and sprawling zavetvilsya special genre of socio-cultural behavior. And not just bloomed and became, if anything, the mainstream political and social life. This genre can be defined as a "public madness", unwittingly flooring anyone accustomed to even elementary logic, and has at least superficial notions of public decency.
This is the type of speaking, which in my childhood was called "drive from the free": speaking without brakes and without shores, without steering and without wind, without clearly stated objectives. Unless, of course, such a purpose is not considered fires at the level of the unconditioned reflex desire always to be on the surface of the formless heap-low, which they construct themselves tirelessly through his own public activity and that they seriously consider "political life". This is quite evident their commitment they pompously called the "state interests of Russia."
This type of social behavior, frankly, not too complicated. He is familiar to anyone who had to watch the energetic gestures village flies, from the greedy curiosity landed in the pan with the jelly.
External signs of this genre is not new. They date back to the ancient tradition of hysterics. This genre has never disappeared from the scene. Still, for the time served on her modest, in general, the marginal place.
Genre is not new. Nova only situation in which it becomes nowadays the most authoritative, the most "pivot". Nova only situation in which this genre has moved into the political area.
Nowadays, employees of the genre - even MPs, though the spokesman, though leading federal channels - to multiply the quantities of deadly public health of the country.
However, historical justice requires you to pioneers, to the pioneers, to discoverers.
The most striking and consistent of them undoubtedly was and is unfading Zhirinovsky, whose fine tuned quarrelsome, communal barracks intonations in the open, nothing and no hesitating, with the highest bleachers started talking very collective unconscious. The one that from childhood into immediate sensations are a number of us in the communal kitchen, a crowded tram, a kilometer queue for ice cream cow Mosley. At this depth, the root of "popular" it invulnerable strength and historical vitality.
Hysterical and fools were once an important character of church life. But the trouble is, when they get the power, or at least serve ideological power.
Jesters, roles which assumes a bizarre and hilarious lies were just buffoons, and please people. Buffoonery, gushing on television or in the newspapers under the guise of "political analysts" - it's just pitch lies, criminally corrupting the simple souls of people who have the habit of believing printed or "screen" word.
Freaks and other cranks extraordinary diversity, animate and humanize any public landscape, because of its internal inertia is always striving for monochrome and monotony. They, these oddballs and freaks are absolutely essential in the life of a modern city, because they give the city life, social life and extra unexpected colors or even shades.
But freak endowed even little power, or at least legislative initiative - is blatant sign of social catastrophe.
Men dressed as Don and Kuban Cossacks are very relevant in the folklore ensembles. But they are wild and dangerous to look at the landscape of the modern city as the installers and guardians of public morals - or rather, the fact that under those mores they understand.
I do not like when people are unhappy with each other sometimes call each other clowns. This is unfair. Clown - a wonderful profession. Especially when the clown acts in the circus, not from the parliamentary rostrum.
And it's not that the power of clowns climb. The fact that they are useless clowns.
Just as once in the great dictators and fathers of nations often waded mediocre poets, philosophers and kitchen unlucky painters, now included in the policy is not just a clown, and a very bad clowns, the circus which would not have taken nothing, but deputies - just right.
Seeing them, hearing them, we laugh reflexively. But we laugh at them rather mechanically. See clowns, hear his idiotic speech - that's a laugh. But you also need to understand that not very much is ridiculous.
It's not quite funny, if only because the direct consequence of their gags are often, for example, mutilated human destiny.
But you still need to laugh. And it's not only protective and largely salutary reaction to increasingly intrusive, more total nonsense. It is also a sign of their own immunity, my sanity, his own normality, the inviolability of their own ideas about good and evil, on the top and a bottom, a sign of our ability to intellectual resistance.
Laugh, because we must clearly understand: the story does not end today or tomorrow. Because "they", except that the conventional wisdom "Hit and Run" to convey to those who will come after them, in general, there is nothing. And we - we have.
Lev Rubinstein, 07/04/2014