Не чужая смута

Ėtot god nazreval, i odnazhdy posypalsi͡a kak grad. …S noi͡abri͡a 2013-go, s vozniknovenii͡a Evromaĭdana v Kieve i͡a vël zapisi chuzhoĭ smuty, stavsheĭ smutoĭ svoeĭ, - i glavnym oshchushcheniem bylo: "Ėto uzhe sluchalosʹ s nami! Ėto ne v pervyĭ raz!". Russkiĭ narod izdrevle zhil ot odnogo evangelʹskogo prazdnika do drugogo. Raz v stoletie sluchalasʹ velikai͡a pobeda ili velikoe potri͡asenie, puteshestvie v Indii͡u ili v kosmos. Ėti dni popolni͡ali evangelʹskiĭ krugovorot, no ne izmeni͡ali ego. Kto-to skazhet, chto ėto zakoldovannyĭ krug. No krug - ne tupik. Ėto karuselʹ russkoĭ istorii, kotorai͡a nikogda ne naskuchit. V 2014 godu nam pokazalosʹ, chto my letim v tartarary. A my prosto zashli na ocherednoĭ krug. Vsë te zhe lit͡sa, znakomye nam po nasheĭ istorii: voiteli, pravedniki, buntari, mytari, velʹmozhi, i͡urodivye…Blagodarenie, chto nas vnovʹ ne obnesli ėtoĭ chasheĭ. …Mne ne stydno za skazannoe mnoĭ - i i͡a po-prezhnemu ubezhdën, chto glaza moi byli trezvy, a suzhdenii͡a - razumny. Tem zhe, kto dumaet sovsem po-drugomu, skazhu odno: i͡a smotri͡u na vsë glazami togo naroda, k kotoromu imei͡u schastʹe prinadlezhatʹ. Zakhar Prilepin.

This year was brewing, and one day it came down like hail. ...Since November 2013, with the advent of Euromaidan in Kiev, I have been recording someone else's troubles, which became my own troubles, and the main feeling was: "This has already happened to us! It's not the first time!" Since ancient times, the Russian people have lived from one evangelical holiday to another. Once in a century, there was a great victory or a great shock, a trip to India or into space. These days replenished the gospel cycle, but did not change it. Someone will say that this is an enchanted circle. But the circle is not a dead end. It's a carousel of Russian history that never gets boring. In 2014, it seemed to us that we were going to hell. And we just went on another lap. All the same faces familiar to us from our history: warriors, righteous, rebels, publicans, nobles, fools…We are grateful that we were not surrounded by this cup again. ...I am not ashamed of what I said, and I am still convinced that my eyes were sober and my judgments reasonable. To those who think quite differently, I will say one thing: I look at everything through the eyes of the people to whom I have the good fortune to belong. Zakhar Prilepin.