Our choir, crashed in the Black sea

Once I had a chance to read, albeit retroactively, dozens of rooms Reader’s Digest, in which Soviet soldiers were lifted up to the heavens. These were my first lessons in relativism. When I started reading the magazines — Oh, Portuguese lessons c of Buarque de Hollande, father of the dictionary “Aurelio” and a cousin of singer Bling — Russia has been the enemy, and treated her accordingly.

Russian hero was a spy captured by the antenna of the CIA in Vienna. It so happened that in the period of children’s colds in my mind a negative image of the Russian spy was mixed up with another character — a Russian Lieutenant who fought with the Nazis in Stalingrad: both belonged to the same regime, but was viewed through the prism of American propaganda every ten years… Again, the main lesson for me was the following: our presentation today may be short-lived.

It is important that General guidelines for us, remained Gogol, Dostoevsky, Andrei Rublev, and Tchaikovsky. All this to say that, if I were a newspaper editor, you would put on the front page of the news of the crash of the Russian plane carrying on Board a chorus of the red army (well, not to scare off a particularly touchy call it the Alexandrov ensemble), who was going to sing for the soldiers of Aleppo. That, incidentally, is another example of relativity: without a doubt, it was a war and dirty, like all wars, but she liberated the city from Islamic fascists. We deeply mourn the victims of the crash “the Tupolev” that everything else was so perfect. But the big news is that now is the time to make alliances, because very soon we may need them.