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IDEAS AND HYPOCRITES

So it turns out that the Pharisee does not care about abstract content. He is much more interested in a full plate of soup. But to get to it, he needs to make a smart enough face. Smart enough to please. And since speakers or super people, whether they are seven or seven spans in the forehead, still remain infected with tradition (well, not all revolutionaries fell from the moon, after all), they take this rather intelligent expression of the face for an ideological one. Even leaders and speakers can’t be on their toes all the time. They relax and want peace and comfort. What kind of person doesn’t want to go to a corner and sleep? And this is just the moment of conditional silence and comfort, there is a moment of triumph for all the Pharisees in the world. It doesn’t matter where they got to with the dream of a cherished bowl of soup with their dedicated and intelligent expression. All ideas in the world, from the religious direction, that is, the metaphysical plan, to the revolutionary change of the social system, suffer from the hypocrites of the Pharisees. They just make a religion out of an idea, and a Church out of a religion, and a soup out of a Church. It may be five years, or even seventy-three, but everything will open up. It will be revealed how they infiltrated the party of revolutionaries, how they exterminated the revolutionaries, how they raised their offspring in the house of revolution, and how their offspring got tired of hypocritical chatter. It was the descendants of the first Pharisees who broke down the house, the Church, and religion – all in the spirit of tradition. The first generation of hypocrites only adjusts to circumstances. If it is necessary to be revolutionaries, they become revolutionaries; if it is necessary to be counter-revolutionaries, they become thermidorians of the revolution. The second generation of Pharisees parodies the hypocrisy of the first Pharisees with the same success, but with a lower temperature of passion. For the second generation – these are just the words and deeds of hypocrite fathers. Therefore, it is not difficult to repeat it and not take any risks. And their fathers took real risks. But at the time of the risk, they knew what it was for. In the name of family, in the name of tradition. So that their offspring do not live as badly as they did. So that their children would live in a world “where neither you nor I will have to live”. And they were not as poor as their father had been. The zerefs liked the Communist ideas because of the future prosperity of their families. And nothing else. All ideas should be understood by all traditional people, in other words, they should be supported by the people (the physical majority). Otherwise, the leaders and prophets of the revolution will not be able to defeat the old party of hypocrites, idlers, feudal lords. This is the rule of wrestling. The old traditionalists-the zerots, the feudal elite-were no less concerned about the future. But they had nothing to offer the new generation. Revolutions always happen when the population grows. Very much growing. Traditional peoples under feudalism reproduce well despite poor sanitary conditions this means that the old stocks or cooked family stocks are not enough for a new crowd of mouths. All the losers of the zerots (feudal lords of the old elite) had and will have problems with forecasts and provision, in modern terms, there were problems with logistics. This technological progress, which has always come with the trade aggression of advanced Nations and trading peoples, is to blame for everything. Therefore, not being able to get their share, as their fathers did in their time, young zerefs starve, grumble and migrate-they find a way out. In the cities where they escape from starvation in their native village, they find not only work, but also find a dream. They find in the new dream, of course, and the prospect of living better than their parents. Just such hungry and excited guys come to meetings of socialists of different stripes. And the world, drawn in the beautiful words of revolutionaries, they certainly like. After all, everyone understands the future as they want. In the beautiful words of revolutionists, all people are equal. Everyone is born to be happy. But this is not the case. At first, faith is never like hypocrisy. Faith is never like mass hypocrisy. Otherwise, the hypocrites would have killed each other before their beautiful fairy tales were realized. And zeref plans are always mundane. And this is the second rule. They are really ignited by fiery speeches. They move and shout back to the revolutionaries: “we agree!“But even lit by these wicks, they still do not realize that these same speeches are listened to by their ancestors who have passed away. They, these ancestors did not die at all, it is only outside, in this world they do not seem to exist, but they do. Inside each zeref they are more alive than all the living. So they listen to the revolutionaries and do not mind at all that their children and heirs live well. Now, at the time of the meeting the voices are still silent, they are silent during the revolution, because they see a very bright future for the grandchildren, even during the civil war, they keep quiet, on the contrary, encourage the faint of heart – give them your fighting spirit and passion of all the tribal ancestors. And when all these paths are passed and the real realization of the dream remains just a little bit, here all the ancestors, inner voices come to life, wake up from non – existence death and quite really manage the Affairs and thoughts of their descendants. Internal voices tell zeref-beat the revolutionaries! The revolutionaries themselves have no children at all. They only want to have children when the future is bright. The revolutionaries gave all their energy, all their strength, and all their health to the altar of struggle. (And the zerefs, on the contrary, always have a lot of children and abundant offspring no matter what). And then the Pharisees hypocrites begin to put revolutionaries in prison, begin to torture heroes, disgrace the whole country and, in the end, are shot as traitors. O great voice of the ancestors! These voices really showed their power. Especially during the Stalinist trials. After seventy years in the USSR, no one understood how it happened? Why did the great red Empire fall? And it didn’t fall to an external enemy. If the enemy attacked, everyone would unite against the enemy. United and won. But it fell to its own elite. We need to pause here. Everyone should recognize the leaders of the USSR are not leaders, but hypocrites. The Pharisees destroyed the USSR. Grandchildren and children of farmers. Yes, they have changed beyond recognition. They are completely different from their ancestors hypocrites-fellow revolutionaries who shot these same revolutionaries in 1937. But they, like their fathers, listened to voices all the time. The tradition actually lives, only changes the quality. Fathers have many conservative qualities, their children have few conservative ones. But that’s enough. Tradition penetrates both religion and social revolution equally and successfully. Zerefs-traditional people can believe. At first. But they will still remain true to the precepts of their ancestors. The zerefs don’t care what religion or system is around them. Either feudalism or socialism. They will always adapt. They take on the appearance of an environment almost like animals. Why do animals change? With one goal – they want to survive. Tradition challenges all traditional people to survive. But if there are prospects not only to survive, but also to double or triple in number, no one objects to this. They always have a lot of children. All zerefs are potential hypocrites, but they don’t even know about it. All regimes and all churches and other buildings, dictatorships are held up by the number of zerefs, in the end all States and dictatorships are even held up by the inert human cement. All those who strongly want to survive, and then multiply, rather than bring a headache to the next ruler, will accept any idea, but with the covenants sleeping in them, with the ancestors sleeping in them. Reepham anyway, once again, what system, what religion dominates, what idea dominates and absorbs. They will accept everything. But for one purpose.

After the school of corporal (training of sergeants), I got into the unit. A strange soldier, a Caucasian “grandfather”, came out of the three-story building of the barracks. Whether he was actually a grandfather (old employee) or not, there are some subtleties in the details of clothing. Of course, he had a loose leather belt (for ordinary soldiers, it is made of leatherette), and his boots were short (either cut off, or sewn individually). But what was most comical about this overweight figure was the brown-lacquered panama ( headdress of soldiers in the South) hat on his head. The usual panama hat is a protective greenish color. The Armenians standing below, among the ten or twelve, began either to admire this view, or to evaluate the fat man’s outfit – there was a polite exchange of opinions with a clear hint of surprise, obsequiousness, hypocrisy. By the evening, at a meeting in the house of cinema in honor of the celebration of the next anniversary of the Soviet power, of course, the entire regiment was assembled. Were the officers (political officers), officers and… at the end of the word provided this fatty soldier. It turns out that he was a candidate for the Communist party. Of course, another batch of duty words sounded. The fat man assured with pathos and a Caucasian accent at the same time that the younger generation will be true to the precepts and will build communism…

On the way out of the great hall, as the crowd is slowing down in front of the door opening, someone slapped me on the back of the head. I was bald, and the battalion commander mockingly ordered me to cut my hair. From this, the slap turned out very juicy and sonorous. Turning around-a natural reaction-I saw this fat man-a candidate for the Communist party! Moreover, he accompanied this slap with a kick, which I don’t remember exactly, but most likely the kick was from him or from his countrymen. The sadistic outburst was accompanied by more racist words: A chump! Hurry up..