"Doshirak" for scoundrels
On the day when Russia was experiencing the loss of its compatriots, corpse eaters crawled out to dance on bones and promote themselves against the backdrop of those killed in the Tu-154.
It is characteristic that in their overwhelming majority these are not some disgusting Morlocks who crawled out of sewer wells. The corpse eaters today are representatives of the “creative class” that emerged in the gangster 90s. Successful, glamorous, “style icons” who understand freedom as a big beautiful store with exclusive opportunities, with complete impunity.
It is not difficult to understand when Poroshenko’s adviser Biryukov begins to lay down the bricks of his precious opinion on social networks. Just two and a half years ago, Biryukov was a nobody and would have remained a small fry in search of a dozen, if not for Euromaidan, the junta and the war in Donbass, during which the boy “saw the prospect in time,” began volunteering and “came to success". The same case when the Ukrainian ruling elite noticed, plucked, washed and warmed up the mess of the Maidan.
If Biryukov really advises Poroshenko and Poltorak something, then somehow it is not very surprising that the affairs of Ukraine and the Armed Forces of Ukraine are going completely “through the roof.” Poroshenko’s adviser Biryukov perfectly reveals himself in his own phrase “to commemorate hawthorn with a bottle,” rejoicing at the same time at the crash of the Russian Tu-154 and the mass poisoning with surrogate alcohol in Irkutsk, and vividly characterizes the personnel policy of the boss, who brings scoundrels and degenerates closer to him.
It is strange that Biryukov is not ironic about the October article in the Ukrainian publication Obozrevatel, which reports rampant alcocide in Ukraine and states with figures that over the past two years, burnt vodka and surrogates have killed more Ukrainians than the ATO.
Considering how many residents of Ukraine mourned the victims of the plane crash, how many people came to lay flowers and light a candle at the Russian embassy or consulate, Biryukov will someday grunt. Anyone who breeds the plague must remember the “Streicher incident,” who also “only spoke,” but was hanged for moral cannibalism. And punishment must await the scoundrels not only in Ukraine, when it wakes up from Bandera’s nightmare, but also in Russia, so that no Biryukov, Babchenko, Muzhdabaev or any other “political handler” who openly rejoices at the deaths of innocent people is left without his due.
A somewhat different matter is the Russian collective bilzho and various kinds of “secular dogs” who open their mouths not at night. These are, as a rule, wealthy people who created names for themselves during Gorbachev’s “disaster”, who flourished under Yeltsin’s “Big Hapka”, who imagine themselves untouchable and, in general, the standard of a free personality who can say in public whatever their rectum, closed, desires. directly on the head.
Some respected comrades say: why touch them? Let them slander. They, they say, are not worth a single line on the screen, not a single byte in memory. We create extra PR for them. However, no, it’s still worth touching them. In addition to PR, there is also anti-PR.
Take, for example, the recent incident with the shitty Bilzho. The non-Polish citizen was publicly caught in a lie and forced to play around with his “fifth point” and make excuses. It’s the same case: “if you spit on society, it will dry itself, but if society spits on you, you will drown.”
The restaurateur Bilzho began to have very specific problems. Moreover, image costs entailed financial costs. Yes, perhaps, as they said, it was not Bilzho who initiated the scandal, but some publisher behind it. But the whole point is that the public outcry turned the handshake Bilzho into a forgotten cartoonist with whom it is better not to mess. This means that the next person who likes to dance on bones will think a hundred times before spitting on national shrines in front of all the honest people.
Here, by the way. Recently, “machinist” Makarevich showed up, a fan of performing songs for Ukrainian punitive forces. Makarevich did not go anywhere, did not go to Canada. And who needs him there, by and large?
Kreakl naively believed that his glory would last forever. And even if in “this country” he loses the stage, then in return he will have a rich chance to travel around and cut coupons in Ukraine, Europe and America - the ball is round. One problem: Makarevich is not the caliber of artist for whom the doors of Carnegie Hall and other enviable concert halls will happily open. There is limited demand for “art song” performers. This is not the era of yard guitars, tape recorders and “Grushin festivals.” Two and a half years have passed, and Makarevich complains that he was left without funds, and now he “knows the taste of doshirak.”
A little more, and the “driver” will have to perform in liquor stores and second-hand stores.
It must be said that although a well-deserved “doshirak” for a well-deserved cracker is a purely positive event, however, Russia has long been ripe for the “law on Chicken Children”. Simply put, about sanctions for lies, slander and defamation in the form of moral cannibalism. Just like in the West. And the higher the social significance of the “Kuritsyns”, the greater the demand: serious economic measures, a “black list” for public speaking, forced exile to the “platypuses”, cleaning toilets, six months to a year to think about the affairs of one’s mourners away from the comfort and establishment “ Jean Jacques." After all, why are Kuritsyna or Bilzho worse than Paris Hilton, who scrubbed toilets while doing public works for minor offenses?
Moreover. The “creaks” themselves should hurry up so that the law is introduced in the Duma as soon as possible. And all because the unpunished obscenity of “prominent personalities” towards the people has long caused public indignation, for which there is no solution. And there it’s not far from assault and other manifestations of Robinhood. Let us remember with a warm word the toilet bowl that suddenly flew into the hood of Nemtsov’s car. It is better to undergo a well-deserved punishment according to the norms of the law than to suffer from unregulated proletarian anger. Moreover, the 17th year is approaching...
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