From: MSN NicknameEagle_wng (Original Message) Sent: 11/22/2005 3:08 PM
November, 22, 2005
Draft copy of the Slav
The trouble is that we, children of the USSR which has sunk into oblivion, children of the nonexistent country, that has disappeared, and we are her pupils. Construction of five-year plans the destroyed national character, graft gregariuos instinct, nailed up in the head fear and destroyed identification. The morals of the previous generations is destroyed, in a word we are the devastated vessel.
There is no concept of the citizen, from serfdom condition rushing to ideas of the world scale, us have tought to love Cuba. But have not tought to respect ourselves, have not tought to change with an everyday idea and action events and problems around us.
Conversations about the great past, about Alexander Nevsky, about Oleg's board on gates of Tsargtad, how plough spacecrafts open spaces of the big theatre. There was a content, but there was no form. Now there is no form, and the emasculated content is filled with garbage of the western subculture. And all this is connected with a primitive instinct - survival, earn a piece of bread, to keep the cinema image.
The west has moved to Northern America, the East has started moving to the West of Europe, active men of the West were lost in two world wars. In this sense the Muslim world lived more stably, time has come to replace race and religion of Europe. In a word, formal - bureaucratic morals, as splinters of the former culture, and the dying civilization which has come on change. Probably, it was in Rome on its decline.
Rescue of peoples of present Russia and slavs - not in inhalation poisoning vapours of the Western dying civilization and politically deadly chained to her christianity, but in young islam and informal east moral values. The future all the same belongs to the East which, having come on the West, will receive all Eurasia.
Mammals have replaced dinosaurs. The Kremlin stands on the way of evolution and it won't be kept, having seized in the Ural ridge, a breeze from the East will wash it down, its time comes to an end.
ISKANDER,
For CHECHENPRESS, 22.11.05
http://chechenpress.co.uk/english/news/2005/11/22/01.shtml
