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Zakhar Prilepin - pisatelʹ, obladatelʹ premiĭ 'Bolʹshai͡a kniga', 'Nat͡sionalʹnyĭ bestseller' i 'I͡Asnai͡a Poli͡ana'. Avtor romanov 'Obitelʹ', 'Sanʹki͡a', 'Chernai͡a obezʹi͡ana', 'Patologii', 'Nekotorye ne popadut v ad', sbornikov rasskazov 'Grekh', 'Botinki, polnye gori͡acheĭ vodkoĭ', 'Semʹ zhizneĭ', 'Vosʹmërka' i 'Opolchenskiĭ romans', sbornikov publit͡sistiki 'K nam edet Peresvet', 'Letuchie burlaki', 'Ne chuzhai͡a smuta', 'Vsë, chto dolzhno razreshitʹsi͡a. Pisʹma s Donbassa', 'Vzvod', 'Istorii iz lëgkoĭ i mgnovennoĭ zhizni' i 'Koordinata Z'.'Bytʹ mozhet, u meni͡a nichego ne poluchilosʹ, no i͡a tak ne dumai͡u.Pered vami - itogi moikh boleznennykh razmyshleniĭ o nashem s vami Otechestve.Chtob poni͡atʹ, kto my i zachem, nuzhno bylo zanovo peresobratʹ vse predstavlenii͡a, i i͡a berezhno, s tshchaniem rebënka, peresobral.V kakoĭ tochke bytii͡a nakhodimsi͡a my i kuda sleduem. Chto estʹ Rodina. Kakoe otnoshenie my imeem k Drevneĭ Rusi. Naskolʹko blizki k nam kni͡azʹi͡a dinastii Ri͡urikovicheĭ i kto dli͡a nas Groznyĭ Ioann. Kak my iz dni͡a nyneshnego vidim 'belykh', i chto nam dumatʹ o 'krasnykh'. I prochie poputnye veshchi, osmysli͡atʹ kotorye my ne perestanem eshchë dolgo: Velikai͡a Otechestvennai͡a i besovskie pli͡aski vokrug neë, ukrainskiĭ, pogri͡azshiĭ vo lzhi, vopros, Vladimir Semënovich Vysot͡skiĭ, rossiĭskie demokraty, russkiĭ, berega poteri͡avshiĭ, rok, zemli͡a u nas pod nogami i zvëzdochka u nas nad golovoĭ. Besposhchadnye russkie voprosy, miloserdnye russkie otvety'.Zakhar Prilepin

Zakhar Prilepin is a writer, winner of the "Big Book", "National Bestseller" and "Yasnaya Polyana" awards. The author of the novels "Abode", "Sanka", "Black Monkey", "Pathology", "Some will not go to hell", collections of short stories "Sin", "Shoes full of hot vodka", "Seven lives", "Eight" and "Militia romance", collections of journalism "To us Peresvet is coming', 'Flying boatmen', 'Not someone else's turmoil', 'Everything that needs to be resolved. Letters from Donbass', 'Platoon', 'Stories from an easy and instant life' and 'Coordinate Z'.'Maybe I didn't succeed, but I don't think so.Here are the results of my painful reflections on our Fatherland.To understand who we are and why, it was necessary to reassemble all the ideas, and I carefully, with the care of a child, reassembled.At what point of being we are and where we are going. That there is a Homeland. What do we have to do with Ancient Russia? How close are the princes of the Rurik dynasty to us and who is the Terrible John for us. How do we see the 'whites' from this day, and what do we think about the 'reds'. And other passing things that we will not stop to comprehend for a long time: the Great Patriotic War and demonic dances around it, the Ukrainian, mired in lies, the question, Vladimir Semenovich Vysotsky, the Russian Democrats, the Russian, who lost the coast, rock, the earth under our feet and a star above our head. Russian Russian merciless questions, merciful Russian answers'.Zakhar Prilepin