Why do young people burn alive in discos and trains go downhill?
There is no arguing about tastes: some like watermelon, some like pork cartilage. I'm talking about literature, more precisely - modern Russian literature detective genre.
...I grew up in the left bank Novo-Kommunalny village. Here, on the ruins and benches, in the early sixties, comrades and friends of my childhood gathered - the first post-war generation: Shurka, Bala, Vovka, nicknamed Swede, Vovka Shramko, Valka Rykov... They are seven or eight years older than me, but they accepted me unconditionally into your circle.
In the evenings, on a bench near the “headquarters” at 114 Furmanov Street, they told countless stories about detectives, Major Pronin, and vampire ghouls. Then all young people read it, and, naturally, they “swallowed” light detective literature. We were drawn to adventures and exploits, the exoticism of the southern seas and pirates. They were reading Mine Reid and Fenimore Cooper, who were “getting” from a ruble to three rubles apiece at the Bazarnaya Gora flea market of the eleventh section. A miniature “Library of Military Adventures” was circulating around the hands, or rather in the pockets. It is still in front of me on the shelf, without beginning or end, but lovingly bound into incredible covers.
One day, my student Marcel gave his father’s favorite book “Above Tissa”, “dressed” in the binding... of materials from some party congress. There was no need to talk about the popularity of the “master of the spy novel” from Magnitogorsk Alexander Avdeenko. I remember even the newspaper published his “Danube Legs” Pioneer truth", and we cut out chapters of this novel from issue to issue and carefully stored them.
In the second half of the sixties, the most readable edition of the numbered "Feats" began to appear - a supplement to the magazine "Rural Youth". Conceived as heroic and patriotic, “Feat” met a wide variety of interests: “Report with a noose around the neck” by Fuchik, “Land on demand” by Magnitogorsk author Vorobiev, “Green Van” by Kozachinsky, “Don Stories” by Sholokhov...
The fates of my Zavalinka comrades turned out differently, but we were all united and are united by the love of books. I meet Shurka, now the honored builder of the country, Alexander Sirotin. He still reads voraciously, but has just begun to give preference to historical literature.
Time and society have changed, and the very concept of achievement takes on a new meaning. Now, as Anton Chekhov said, new forms are needed. What are they - these heroes and the exploits of the heroes of our time?
The editors of my once beloved “Feat” honestly warn: “Although there is often shooting and fighting on the pages of our publication, solving problems in this way is dangerous to health. Listen to the poet’s irony:
At the dawn of the century he took and overthrew
an evil person is a good person.
From a grenade launcher - slap him, the goat!
Still good stronger than evil!"
It seems that here we are, of course, talking about “goodness with fists,” a clearly incompatible concept.
So, I will analyze individual issues of the current edition of “Feat” over the past five years. I will selectively name the most flashy of them: “The Exodus of the Beast”, “Love is Sexy”, “The Hangover”, “If You Were Hanged Yesterday”, “Fool”... Blood, mafia showdowns, stupid martinets with officer shoulder straps, gangs of teenagers, women's gladiator fights. In short, "Feat" is delayed by full program, and the heroism of romance is clearly at rest. I note that Andrei Dyshev’s novel with strawberries and profanity became the winner All-Russian competition"Thank you, soldier!", organized by the United Russia party.
The plots of such detective writers are idiotically sophisticated and unique. I will quote the most remarkable: “An old hunter finds a man hanged upside down in the forest, and with him problems for the mafia clan” - this is from Sviridov’s story “If you were hanged yesterday.” Or this: "B private school The brides are double murdered. Where will all the threads of the investigation close? At women's gladiator fights? In the Chinese diaspora? Or on the family of a flighty oligarch" - "Shadows of Sins" by Vadchenko. And for a snack: "Typical bad luck of a realtor - to sell something that could not have been sold, and to get money... The treasured, unfairly sold house is overtaken even after a year. The host of young gladiators inhabiting it becomes the nightmare of the culprit of the deal" - "Boomerang" by Menshikov.
It’s a paradox, but these “Feats” have found their reader - they are in demand by the middle and older generations. Apparently, they are trying to figure out what is happening in our sick society: why are young people burning alive in discos and why are peaceful trains derailed?
“And the king is naked!” - I remember catchphrase, as well as Nikolai Ozerov’s comment: “We don’t need this kind of hockey!” Only now they are applied to the lightness of the detective genre, “Feat,” which corrupts the reader.
First, let's remember three popular contemporary works about good and evil.
So, the first poem by Dmitry Bagretsov:
"Good must be with fists,
With a tail and sharp horns,
With hooves and a beard.
Covered with prickly fur,
Breathing fire, beating with a hoof,
It will come for you too!
Do you hear - here it is walking,
Poison flows from the fangs to the ground,
The tail lashes angrily at the sides.
Good, howling ominously,
Touching the clouds with their horns,
It's creeping closer and closer to us!
Well, for you, my capricious reader,
Bearer of the spirit of humanism,
I wish Good - and let
When you meet him, you will remember my verse,
And then the dead of midnight
A terrible cry will cut through: “Help!”
And then - slurping and crunching..."
The second, even more famous, poem by Evgeny Lukin:
"At the end of the century
Took and overthrew
Angry man
A kind person.
From a grenade launcher
Slap him, you goat!
So it’s good
Stronger than evil."
“Good will definitely defeat evil. He will bring you to your knees and brutally kill you.”
Funny? Without a doubt! Witty? Certainly! Vital? But this is an interesting question. If you try to derive a philosophy of good and evil solely from these and similar works, then you can very easily come to completely delusional conclusions. In order to correctly and fully understand all the humor, all the depth of these works, you must first understand what good and evil really are.
Good is the harmony of the world and its harmonious development. Evil is the destruction of the harmony of the world and obstruction of the harmonious development of the world. The simplest analogy: the human body and its health are good, a disease that affects a person and tries to kill him is evil.
Naturally, all three cited works have nothing to do with these true concepts of good and evil. To judge real good and evil by them is the same as examining the teachings of the great Pythagoras according to nursery rhyme: “Pythagorean pants are equal in all directions...” And to conclude that Pythagoras was engaged in sewing pants (which, by the way, in his time Ancient Greece were not worn).
And then what happens, that these works are false, meaningless, empty chatter? No, they're just talking about something completely different. They talk about our ideas, prejudices, about what we mistakenly declare to be good and evil. And also about the fact that very often we try to unconditionally classify some people as good, and others as evil. The principle of division can be different: by race, nationality, faith, profession, place of residence, etc. But in reality, the overwhelming majority of people, although essentially good, are defiled by evil, that is, they are subject to temptation, obsessed with sins and vices, and are not immune from mistakes. And every person can at any moment go over to the side of evil, begin to act using evil methods, and become a destroyer of the harmony of the world and its parts.
For example, if a policeman (called to serve good) begins to torture, rob, kill, rape people, this does not mean at all that this is how good acts. If a doctor, instead of treating (serving good), extorts bribes, prescribes harmful drugs, forgets tweezers in the patient’s stomach, this does not mean that he serves good, that he is good.
If soldiers fighting in a just war begin to destroy and humiliate innocent civilians, they themselves turn to the side of evil. If the ruler of a country does not fight against criminals, destroys education, medicine, the police, the army, and does not care about the elderly and children, such a ruler cannot in any way be considered the personification of good.
And one last thing. Should goodness really be “with fists”, should it be able to stand up for itself? Certainly! If good is defenseless against evil, then evil will simply destroy, destroy the world, and there will be no good left.
It’s like a person’s lack of immunity: any disease easily kills him. Good must actively fight evil, and we are precisely called upon to help it in this. For which, in fact, life was given to us.
As for poetry, Mikhail Nozhkin probably spoke out best on the topic of goodness with his fists:
“Since the universe suddenly began to spin,
Good and evil fight day and night.
Since then, our concern has been constant -
Well, how good, how can I help good?
Evil, we know, has big fists
And the nerves are strong, like a steel rope.
And all the evil ones are, as a rule, miserable,
And the kind ones are usually timid.
Good people, clench your fists!
And evil is damned, tenacious,
An envious, insidious, vile enemy.
Everything points at the back of the bright one, and the best one,
Steals our good hopes.
And without goodness the planet will stop,
And without goodness the sun will not rise!
Humanity has tested for centuries:
WITH dark power The battles are not easy.
And goodness - it must be with fists, with fists.
And all the evil ones are, as a rule, miserable,
And goodness - it must certainly come with fists.
And all the evil ones are, as a rule, miserable,
The planet is shaking with multi-ton steps -
Evil walks in its duplicity.
Crawling around the world like a fifth column,
Circles above us like a black crow.
But the kind ones are usually fearless.
It's high time we stood shoulder to shoulder!
It's time to go forward, friends, to attack hand-to-hand
To the darkness under the bright banner of goodness!
Humanity has tested for centuries:
Fighting with dark power is not easy.
And goodness - it must be with fists, with fists.
And all the evil ones are, as a rule, miserable,
And goodness - it must certainly come with fists.
Good people, clench your fists!”
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Extended version of the article - on video
First, let's remember three popular modern works about good and evil.
So, the first poem by Dmitry Bagretsov:
"Good must be with fists,
With a tail and sharp horns,
With hooves and a beard.
Covered with prickly fur,
Breathing fire, beating with a hoof,
It will come for you too!
Do you hear - here it is walking,
Poison flows from the fangs to the ground,
The tail lashes angrily at the sides.
Good, howling ominously,
Touching the clouds with their horns,
It's creeping closer and closer to us!
Well, for you, my capricious reader,
Bearer of the spirit of humanism,
I wish Good - and let
When you meet him, you will remember my verse,
And then the dead of midnight
A terrible cry will cut through: “Help!”
And then - slurping and crunching..."
The second, even more famous, poem by Evgeny Lukin:
"At the end of the century
Took and overthrew
Angry man
A kind person.
From a grenade launcher
Slap him, you goat!
So it’s good
Stronger than evil."
“Good will definitely defeat evil. He will bring you to your knees and brutally kill you.”
Funny? Without a doubt! Witty? Certainly! Vital? But this is an interesting question. If you try to derive a philosophy of good and evil solely from these and similar works, then you can very easily come to completely delusional conclusions. In order to correctly and fully understand all the humor, all the depth of these works, you must first understand what good and evil really are.
Good is the harmony of the world and its harmonious development. Evil is the destruction of the harmony of the world and obstruction of the harmonious development of the world. The simplest analogy: the human body and its health are good, a disease that affects a person and tries to kill him is evil.
Naturally, all three cited works have nothing to do with these true concepts of good and evil. Judging real good and evil by them is the same as exploring the teachings of the great Pythagoras from the children's rhyme: “Pythagoras’ pants are equal in all directions...”. And to conclude that Pythagoras was engaged in sewing pants (which, by the way, were not worn in his time in Ancient Greece).
And then what happens, that these works are false, meaningless, empty chatter? No, they're just talking about something completely different. They talk about our ideas, prejudices, about what we mistakenly declare to be good and evil. And also about the fact that very often we try to unconditionally classify some people as good, and others as evil. The principle of division can be different: by race, nationality, faith, profession, place of residence, etc. But in reality, the overwhelming majority of people, although essentially good, are defiled by evil, that is, they are subject to temptation, obsessed with sins and vices, and are not immune from mistakes. And every person can at any moment go over to the side of evil, begin to act using evil methods, and become a destroyer of the harmony of the world and its parts.
For example, if a policeman (called to serve good) begins to torture, rob, kill, rape people, this does not mean at all that this is how good acts. If a doctor, instead of treating (serving good), extorts bribes, prescribes harmful drugs, forgets tweezers in the patient’s stomach, this does not mean that he serves good, that he is good. If soldiers fighting in a just war begin to destroy and humiliate innocent civilians, they themselves turn to the side of evil. If the ruler of a country does not fight against criminals, destroys education, medicine, the police, the army, and does not care about the elderly and children, such a ruler cannot in any way be considered the personification of good.
And one last thing. Should goodness really be “with fists”, should it be able to stand up for itself? Certainly! If good is defenseless against evil, then evil will simply destroy, destroy the world, and there will be no good left. It’s like a person’s lack of immunity: any disease easily kills him. Good must actively fight evil, and we are precisely called upon to help it in this. For which, in fact, life was given to us.
And one last thing. Should goodness really be “with fists”, should it be able to stand up for itself? Certainly! If good is defenseless against evil, then evil will simply destroy, destroy the world, and there will be no good left.
It’s like a person’s lack of immunity: any disease easily kills him. Good must actively fight evil, and we are precisely called upon to help it in this. For which, in fact, life was given to us.
As for poetry, Mikhail Nozhkin probably spoke out best on the topic of goodness with his fists:
“Since the universe suddenly began to spin,
Good and evil fight day and night.
Since then, our concern has been constant -
Well, how good, how can I help good?
Evil, we know, has big fists
And the nerves are strong, like a steel rope.
And all the evil ones are, as a rule, miserable,
And the kind ones are usually timid.
Good people, clench your fists!
And evil is damned, tenacious,
An envious, insidious, vile enemy.
Everything points at the back of the bright one, and the best one,
Steals our good hopes.
And without goodness the planet will stop,
And without goodness the sun will not rise!
Humanity has tested for centuries:
Fighting with dark power is not easy.
And goodness - it must be with fists, with fists.
And all the evil ones are, as a rule, miserable,
And goodness - it must certainly come with fists.
And all the evil ones are, as a rule, miserable,
The planet is shaking with multi-ton steps -
Evil walks in its duplicity.
Crawling around the world like a fifth column,
Circles above us like a black crow.
But the kind ones are usually fearless.
It's high time we stood shoulder to shoulder!
It's time to go forward, friends, to attack hand-to-hand
To the darkness under the bright banner of goodness!
Humanity has tested for centuries:
Fighting with dark power is not easy.
And goodness - it must be with fists, with fists.
And all the evil ones are, as a rule, miserable,
And goodness - it must certainly come with fists.
Good people, clench your fists!”
THE QUAPARTES ARE NOT MINE, I JUST READ IT IN VASILY ZVYAGINTSEV’S BOOK “THERE IS NO EXIT, THERE ARE ONLY EXITS.” I LIKED IT VERY MUCH (STILL LAUGHING) AND I WANT TO INTRODUCE OTHERS WITH IT.
At the end of the century he took and overthrew
An evil person is a good person.
Hit him with a grenade launcher, the goat!
THANK YOU ALL, FRIENDS, FOR YOUR WARM FEEDBACK.
I invite you and everyone else to read and laugh together at the continuations of this quatrain, written on the site of humorous poetry and collective creativity http://www.pisaki.ru/, where I write under the nickname White Wolf.
* MG
At the end of the year it took off and arose
Before the crisis, the rat is a fruitful bull,
He gave her the horns... and then sent her...
Therefore, good is stronger than evil!
2009-01-04 01:27
* Pal Yegorych
Good Matryona is an evil bandit in the ditch,
He put the knife to his throat and threw him into the grass.
But Matryona somehow managed to sit on top -
2009-01-04 02:46
In a day last year- back to work, damn it!
But the kind system administrator changed the login code.
Rejoicing at the boycott, I went home...
Therefore, good is stronger than evil!
2009-01-04 08:24
* Serge Banker
Paladin once, while completing a quest,
He poked each creature with his own sacred cross.
Six months later, all the evil spirits gave birth.
Therefore, good is stronger than evil!
2009-01-05 10:56
A thief entered the church to steal the icon.
But the icon on top of him will fall,
Nailed to the floor, I was able...
(inspired by the Kyiv legend - see http://www.interesniy.kiev.ua/old/architecture/hramy/saint_nicolas/10353)
2009-01-05 16:40
The young cheat somehow opened the door
Quiet, clean, deft... Her husband is not a beast,
But - bluebeard, and the paw is heavy.
Therefore, good is stronger than evil!
2009-01-05 17:14
Dedicated to all the Mice and Cats of our site
The cat caught and ate the poor mouse
And I regretted this very much:
I got colic and started vomiting...
Therefore, good is stronger than evil!
2009-01-06 09:26
Numbers are our credo, and no words are needed -
Good torpedo - 45 knots!
And the evil bot has 23 nodes, -
Therefore, good is faster than evil!
2009-01-09 12:28
Miller, that's five! :)))
2009-01-09 15:13
* Pal Yegorych
Actually, I’m angry, and I should write here
I didn't want verses. There's just one problem:
The verse washed the freak's soul white.
Therefore, good is stronger than evil.
2009-01-09 23:54
There was once a slogan: “Don’t rush into good things!”
They poured bromine into the soldiers' tea and compote.
They should be out of the gate! Women's warmth!..
Therefore, good is the progenitor of evil!
2009-01-10 05:52
The sniper, seeing the helmet, smoothly pulls the trigger,
But the soldier, stumbling, dived.
The soldier's helmet slipped off in time
Therefore, good is stronger than evil!
2009-01-12 14:04
* Harmful navasya
Evil in shooting by a pro, good by an amateur.
Tears, pain and blood seem dirty to them.
Revenge is considered retro. Conversation is difficult
Evil a kilometer away with kindness point blank.
2009-01-12 22:09
Hey! Pay promptly! - we kindly ask,
Although kindly, the question is pointed:
After all, winter covered Europe with snow -
Good quality Russian gas is stronger than evil!
(From the book “Good and Evil in Our Life. Questions and Answers”)
First, let's remember three popular modern works about good and evil.
So, the first poem by Dmitry Bagretsov:
"Good must be with fists,
With a tail and sharp horns,
With hooves and a beard.
Covered with prickly fur,
Breathing fire, beating with a hoof,
It will come for you too!
Do you hear - here it is walking,
Poison flows from the fangs to the ground,
The tail lashes angrily at the sides.
Good, howling ominously,
Touching the clouds with their horns,
It's creeping closer and closer to us!
Well, for you, my capricious reader,
Bearer of the spirit of humanism,
I wish Good - and let
When you meet him, you will remember my verse,
And then the dead of midnight
A terrible cry will cut through: “Help!”
And then - slurping and crunching..."
The second, even more famous, poem by Evgeny Lukin:
"At the end of the century
Took and overthrew
Angry man
A kind person.
From a grenade launcher
Slap him, you goat!
So it’s good
Stronger than evil."
“Good will definitely defeat evil. He will bring you to your knees and brutally kill you.”
Funny? Without a doubt! Witty? Certainly! Vital? But this is an interesting question. If you try to derive a philosophy of good and evil solely from these and similar works, then you can very easily come to completely delusional conclusions. In order to correctly and fully understand all the humor, all the depth of these works, you must first understand what good and evil really are.
Good is the harmony of the world and its harmonious development. Evil is the destruction of the harmony of the world and obstruction of the harmonious development of the world. The simplest analogy: the human body and its health are good, a disease that affects a person and tries to kill him is evil.
Naturally, all three cited works have nothing to do with these true concepts of good and evil. Judging real good and evil by them is the same as exploring the teachings of the great Pythagoras from the children's rhyme: “Pythagoras’ pants are equal in all directions...”. And to conclude that Pythagoras was engaged in sewing pants (which, by the way, were not worn in his time in Ancient Greece).
And then what happens, that these works are false, meaningless, empty chatter? No, they're just talking about something completely different. They talk about our ideas, prejudices, about what we mistakenly declare to be good and evil. And also about the fact that very often we try to unconditionally classify some people as good, and others as evil. The principle of division can be different: by race, nationality, faith, profession, place of residence, etc. But in reality, the overwhelming majority of people, although essentially good, are defiled by evil, that is, they are subject to temptation, obsessed with sins and vices, and are not immune from mistakes. And every person can at any moment go over to the side of evil, begin to act using evil methods, and become a destroyer of the harmony of the world and its parts.
For example, if a policeman (called to serve good) begins to torture, rob, kill, rape people, this does not mean at all that this is how good acts. If a doctor, instead of treating (serving good), extorts bribes, prescribes harmful drugs, forgets tweezers in the patient’s stomach, this does not mean that he serves good, that he is good. If soldiers fighting in a just war begin to destroy and humiliate innocent civilians, they themselves turn to the side of evil. If the ruler of a country does not fight against criminals, destroys education, medicine, the police, the army, and does not care about the elderly and children, such a ruler cannot in any way be considered the personification of good.
And one last thing. Should goodness really be “with fists”, should it be able to stand up for itself? Certainly! If good is defenseless against evil, then evil will simply destroy, destroy the world, and there will be no good left. It’s like a person’s lack of immunity: any disease easily kills him. Good must actively fight evil, and we are precisely called upon to help it in this. For which, in fact, life was given to us.
And one last thing. Should goodness really be “with fists”, should it be able to stand up for itself? Certainly! If good is defenseless against evil, then evil will simply destroy, destroy the world, and there will be no good left.
It’s like a person’s lack of immunity: any disease easily kills him. Good must actively fight evil, and we are precisely called upon to help it in this. For which, in fact, life was given to us.
As for poetry, Mikhail Nozhkin probably spoke out best on the topic of goodness with his fists:
“Since the universe suddenly began to spin,
Good and evil fight day and night.
Since then, our concern has been constant -
Well, how good, how can I help good?
Evil, we know, has big fists
And the nerves are strong, like a steel rope.
And all the evil ones are, as a rule, miserable,
And the kind ones are usually timid.
Good people, clench your fists!
And evil is damned, tenacious,
An envious, insidious, vile enemy.
Everything points at the back of the bright one, and the best one,
Steals our good hopes.
And without goodness the planet will stop,
And without goodness the sun will not rise!
Humanity has tested for centuries:
Fighting with dark power is not easy.
And goodness - it must be with fists, with fists.
And all the evil ones are, as a rule, miserable,
And goodness - it must certainly come with fists.
And all the evil ones are, as a rule, miserable,
The planet is shaking with multi-ton steps -
Evil walks in its duplicity.
Crawling around the world like a fifth column,
Circles above us like a black crow.
But the kind ones are usually fearless.
It's high time we stood shoulder to shoulder!
It's time to go forward, friends, to attack hand-to-hand
To the darkness under the bright banner of goodness!
Humanity has tested for centuries:
Fighting with dark power is not easy.
And goodness - it must be with fists, with fists.
And all the evil ones are, as a rule, miserable,
And goodness - it must certainly come with fists.
Good people, clench your fists!”
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An extended video version of the article can be found at:
http://youtu.be/K2AevmCBQUc
Reviews
Bagretsova D. is dedicated to “Good”:
Good must be with fists,
With a detachment, platoon and regiments,
On land, in the sky and in the water.
For every lie it is undeniable,
Open or invisible
It will help you too!
You see how it walks,
And he doesn’t feel the sting of bullets
In your wounded back.
It saves someone's life,
Stumbling, quietly sinking,
Now it will continue in you!
Well, for you, my careless reader,
Heartless mocker of the spirit,
I wish Good - and let
Someday my verse
you'll remember
When you hear the cry:
"For help!"
- calling you in the dead of night.
Even though you are a feisty cynic,
You will prove yourself to be not a coward...
