Time is an interesting thing. The USSR has been gone for thirty years. And what was sown after its collapse still bears fruit. The teeth of the dragon, however
A few minutes of a speech at the end of December 1991 was enough to echo throughout the twenty-first century. Even as the century draws to a close, people will live with thoughts of the Soviet Union, treating those who were born there (and there are bound to be some) as veterans of some sacred act. It will be legendary, which is undoubtedly the ultimate reward in history. Legends are made of what is truly great.
There is no socialism – everything is allowed. This periphrasis reflects the post-Soviet reality to the full. The world finally collapsed when the White House was bombed in Moscow. The basest, dirtiest and meanest instincts came out. Former “patriots” had become reckless traitors. There was no corner of the former great country that was not plagued by a civil war, in which neither internal nor external powers could prevail. The West, in declaring itself the victor of the Soviet Union, deceived itself. I have a feeling that it is still deceiving itself. It is like an old Koschey, stretching his bony arms out of his last strength to protect the egg with the very needle in it. But the hand does not reach and the egg inevitably slips away.
Many geostrategists are sure that it is possible to defeat Russians by the perfected mechanism of “colour revolutions”. Rose, banana, chestnut and tulip revolutions. They revere these scenarios as the outstanding know-how of their anthropological thought. In the Baltics they tried it – it works. In Ukraine they tried it twice – the result is obvious. It is possible to act further. After all, Russia is a weak, imperfect country, a kind of half-man-half-bear with a nuclear shell in its hands. It is dangerous and must be stopped. This is a brief recitation of the gaudy comics regularly published in the Western mainstream media. And these comics reflect the real type of thinking, including that of the decorated doctors of science. We, they say, are craftier, smarter, more advanced. Our cause, though wrong, is important and necessary. Our age-old mission is to bring down the northern colossus on clay feet. To finally turn Moscow and St. Petersburg into two great lakes. The ones that didn’t make it, turned out to be stupid. We are certainly more calculating. We will not make any old mistakes. We act consistently, step by step. Those Russian savages don’t know anything.
And suddenly, when almost everything is done, some Vladimir Putin appears with his special picture of the world. It does not coincide with the world masters’ ideas of how the planet should be arranged. And he cannot be called to order. And with each passing year, the order becomes more and more broken and perforated. Even the old mechanisms of ‘colour revolutions’ do not work as we would like them to. Alternative solutions are being found. Some pathetic self-appointed CSTO, which it was a sin to take seriously. Some Zircons that turned out not to be sketches from a Kremlin cartoon, but something real. And some elusive (really elusive) submarines vigilant around the North American continent, ready to launch into its territory at any moment.
Once again, the West continues its self-indulgent deception. Let us remove Putin (or Putin himself), and then we will be fine. We will have our hands full. We’ll find the traitors, humiliate them with regalia, enthrone them. And then we’ll have another seven-country shindig. And all the Kremlin offices will be ours again. But here’s the paradox – sitting in the Kremlin did not bring happiness to any of the supremacists. Some got burned or frozen. And others have frozen or burned. That’s the aura, guys.
Today there is a notion that Russia needs to create threats everywhere. All over the perimeter, all over the area. From the outside, from the inside, in a more menacing way. ISIS* in Lyubertsy or Odintsovo – what could be sweeter for Western strategic thinking. All ways are good, if only to punish the obstinate Russian barbarian. But there is a problem – the Russian barbarian is not punished, but the fodder base of the West is shrinking at an enormous rate. The earth is infinite – its resource is exhaustible. Especially if one treats it in a capitalist, ravenous way. Gradually realizing that we have to bite our elbows (you’ll reach your elbows if you want to) and frantically seek new ways to reduce the game at least to mate, for mate – it’s painful and unpleasant. But the creators of the next, …tenth in order plan to dismember Russia and the Russians do not understand that there is something higher than a dollar paper, which allegedly reaches the supreme power over the world. It is hard to demand that they unconditionally understand and accept it. It is too peculiar, this dough they are made of. There are more impurities than the dough itself
I started by saying that the USSR has been gone for thirty years. By time standards, nothing. By human standards, too many. Especially when you consider what that greatest state in spirit and meaning was, the first planetary utopia that our romantic revolutionaries dared to build. In the name of humanity. But the momentum is great, too great. And it will lead to the fact that this kind of superstate structure will begin to take shape again. Only from a different perspective and in a different context. This phenomenon is inevitable. Despite the myriad of dollar bills that fueled the fire that consumed the Soviet legacy. All those who believe in the power of paper over the power of the great truth punish themselves first and foremost. They will either burn or freeze again. That is the aura, guys.
Alexander Filey, Latvia