Russian art is going through difficult times. Cinema – shit, actors, directors … Who watched the TV – he does not laugh in the circus. Taking the interview with Petrov and Boshirov seriously – not seriously. I missed in the course of just a voice-over, when the more stupid a joke, the louder the laughter. The public is asked by places where it should be fun.
But this nonsense could still be saved. The devil with them, with the passports of Petrov and Boshirov – the most important thing is that the people coincide and that it was not necessary to ask for passports. Margarita Simonyan should have immediately asked: "Are you gay?". And the boys, cheekily looking at the shameful face of Margarita, had to say loudly: "Yes, we love each other! We are gay and we see nothing bad about it!".
And then the whole world will only discuss this – how two scouts camped out of Russia. In a country where you can actually be imprisoned, simply because you & # 39; blue & # 39; or & # 39; pink & # 39; to say this in the air of television propaganda, propaganda is cool. Tear off the template, take risks! You also have a whole herd of PR people, speech writers and other neuroprogrammers – why can not you do a damn good right away! That the General of Golds improvises in you in a way of half a pig, these two living bots.
The fact that all the interview is lying – even in one way or another uncomfortable to explain, but the state still has to make itself a joke. Leave it annoying, doubtful, but at least something like something.
And if you are still trying to be serious in this roaming circus, the job of Petrov and Boshirov was justified as much as possible. And to inquire about yourself as much as possible. And they should not come behind the support, but behind the stage: to go out and talk incessantly, to show the self of the cathedral in Salisbury, to take passport numbers, their wives, children, girlfriends. And if they are really gay – then use a rainbow flag.
If they have a fitness club with which you can skate throughout Europe all the time: show the club, dumbbells, dumbbells and happy customers. And when people say that we are not in interrogation and impose three pages' limitations – why are you surprised that they look like fools?
That is why I always say that the real problems of Russia are that there are no more professionals in the country. Neither a traitor can be poisoned, nor traces of substitutions, nor homosexuals, nor a scenario of a wonderful fairytale about bodybuilding tourists who write. Lord! In Russia we have forgotten how to lie! The country has been destroyed by dilettants and it is funny that two men in the luggage have feminine perfume.