Twelve Chairs

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But most of all I Like other read: re-open the soul, to rub salt into the wounds of the soul. Of phrases like 'poison the soul. " There is in fact something profoundly soulful, in the very heart of the Russian lethality in the transfer to each other intimate anecdotes. If we could trace the historical sequence of the emergence and spread of jokes, it certainly would open up direct communication and their closeness to the great events of history. Indeed, an anecdote, detail, humorous detail accurately and unambiguously express the great events of life, unexpectedly turn inside the wrong side of great events. And yet nobody knows what will more precisely pungent paradoxical anecdote, a symbol of his time, or rigorous scientific article that gives a description of the same phenomenon. Remember the stories of recent history, say, timid signs of protest Stalin's dictatorship, the Brezhnev era of stagnation jokes, daring challenges Gorbachev era restructuring, jokes about the "new Russian" – and you will see how many historical nuances bears little decomposing virus joke … Do you feel as if disembodied anonymous microbe-anecdote, along with dissidents – fighters against the hated regime, economic performance and the laws of the market – is the main culprit for falling of entire empires, fanatical dictatorships.

It was he, laughing corroding, expanding from within the powerful ideological systems, mocking the 'eminent persons' party and the government, undermine faith in the people in the stability and strength of such a world order. After treatment, tightly laughed, exposed naked and turned inside out, no longer afraid, he simply stupid. The more twisted the nut power of censorship, the stricter punished for any expression of free thought, the angrier became the jokes, the better lay down the severity of the target. If you compare the stories, for example, Khrushchev's Thaw, who appeared at the beginning of his ascent with anecdotes of recent years of a lover of corn, then you will immediately notice the difference in tone. In the end, does not matter what outfit would be the next world moral lesson or as a heroic epic, whether as a folk song, or as epic novel. The same generation destined to cry on 'Lay', another – to translate 'Crazy Roland' third admire 'War and world ', the fourth to laugh at' Twelve Chairs ', and our generation, you only' pay out jokes. "