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Chapter 5
ОглавлениеDon’t let the crooks come forward
Living power is hateful to the rabble; They only know how to love dead rulers.
A.S Pushkin
Every group, community, and person creates an organization to prevent a power struggle. That is, the system and tradition always oppose every conventional upstart.
Thus, the ambitions of princes and feudal lords are always stacked in layers of ritual. No one can escape these conventions, even the most talented and noble prince-pretender. But what happens when someone else’s democracy (someone else’s system) is artificially introduced into such a system, into the conservative-inertial mentality of the people?
The system is immediately disrupted.
Imagine the Macedonian phalanx, the Roman legion, and the Mongolian lava, where the soldiers do not march in formation but push each other. Imagine a caravan where all the camels are mixed up to arrange a rider race. Imagine a hundred sudden prophets riding donkeys to Jerusalem, followed by a crowd of onlookers asking for healing from diseases. There is not only Jesus Christ and not only Caiaphas on the stage. Not one prophet, but a dozen.
There is not a single fixation because the eyes have split.
This is what democracy is in the gloomy environment of an innate culture and an age-old mentality of inertia. There is no way for crooks, crooks, upstarts, no matter what ambitions gnaw at them!
But what will happen if there are too many conservative people (Zerefs), and the elite has disappeared?
Even if there is a formal elite that still bends its knees, hypocritically crosses itself, or calls for building communism. The conservative environment has its periods of degradation when the children of rulers – complete freaks and degraders – must inherit hypocritical rituals and pray not as diligently and truthfully as their poor parents at the time. «Good times give birth to weak people.» But first, the vile rulers. The conservative environment itself is drowning in meanness before its demise. But then democracy comes!
And the rabble finds a voice, which, in theory, should always be quiet and subdued by morality and culture.
The mob begins to struggle for power as if these people had never had any culture, experience, or organization. The system, culture, and tradition held back the ambitions of the princes, even if one of them was the greatest. Tradition restrained not only the ambitions of the nobility but also the excess potential, which could be devastating for the nobility and everyone. Imagine how spiders sit in a jar. They hid each other in his place. They created the system reluctantly. It’s better to stand still than for everyone to die. But what does democracy do?
It adds some aggressive cockroaches to the jar of spiders. And the whole bank goes into an unthinkable infernal movement where no one will survive. From now on, there is no system. There is an out-of-control chaos in a jar with future food for aquarium fish.