The Other Russia

“I HAVE A DREAM…”

I almost forgot that I have written the book “Disciplinary Sanatorium” where I reflected on the arrangement of modern society. Today this came to my mind as I received a letter in which a guy from Siberia keeps asking what do we, the NBP, want, what society do we want to build. In the West a monotone and long life by the standards of the Western civilization is considered to be happy. That is no hard work, some function related to papers, an uninterrupted career during the whole life, then the pension age and then the comfortable existence of a pensioner and death in the deep debility of the old age. The governments of Western countries subjugate the person, leaving him only one permitted autonomous activity – the chase after females. In all the rest the Western man is extremely limited in his life by laws. Man was enslaved and domesticated. There was a different regime in the USSR but even there man was enslaved and domesticated. Actually the modern man was accustomed to the fact that everything is forbidden to him, that he only needs to work all his life like crazy and then to die without rebelling. A quality life is considered to be the life of a well-fed slave. The ideal: a family – a couple living in marriage. In reality it should not be this way. A being who is condemned to die from his birth should not be some kind of crazy pack mule or that blind horse that goes harnessed in a circle drawing water from the river and pouring it out in irrigation ditches and on fields. We need to rebel. We have to invent, to reckon for us, for our group, for the people that we consider ours, another life model and to impose it. But first of all we need to build a new nation. Everybody keeps saying around here: “Russians”, “We are Russians”, “I am Russian”, “for Russians”. But under this label there are a lot of different people hiding. It turns out that Yeltsin is Russian too, and the blue-gray drunkard, and the dirty bum and the active spermatozoid Kirienko. And if they are Russians then I am not Russian. So what do we have to do? We have to select the people for a new nation. It should be called something else, not Russians but say, “Eurasians” or “scythes”. It is not that important but the new nation should be built on other principles, not by the color of hair or eyes but the courage, the loyalty to the belonging to our community.

We will need children from the new people. Many children will be needed for the nation to grow fast. This is why we should allow many kinds of families: those that lead to an unusual multiplication. Permit polygamy, free associations. Women should get pregnant continuously and to bear fruits. As for the children they will be provided for and raised by the community. They will live and be raised among adults. And already from the age of, say, ten years old. Today children are rotted in boring schools and their brains and memory are forcibly supplied with dust that nobody gives a shit about. Education will become short and will be different. Boys and girls will be taught to shoot from grenade throwers, to jump from helicopters, to besiege villages and cities, to skin sheep and pigs, to cook good hot food and to write poetry. There will be sportive competitions, fighting, a free combat without rules, running, jumping. They will read Nikolai Gumilev’s poetry and Lev Gumilev’s books, entire generations will be, according to the precepts of Constantine Leontiev, taught to love the East. To understand the beauty of the blue steppe and the red mountains. And all the vileness of concrete barracks in snow, the vileness of Moscow suburbs.

Will we produce weapons? Of course, we will. We will wage wars. But not like those before, not front on front. Ours will infiltrate their territories, familiarize their people with our way of living and ideas and the healthiest and strongest ones among them will become ours, our nation. And then our forces will invade and finish off those who don’t agree.

We will need land. The frozen Russia is caught in the clutches of uncreative, stupid administrators, poor in spirit. We will have to leave Russia, to build a nest on the fresh central lands, to conquer them there and to give rise to a new, unseen civilization of free warriors united in an armed community. Roaming the steppes and the mountains, fighting in southern nations.

Many types of people will have to disappear. Alcoholic uncles Vasias, cops, functionaries and other defective material will die out, having lost their roots in society. The armed community could be called “Government of Eurasia”. Thus the dreams of the Eurasians of the 30s will be realized. Many people will want to join us. Possibly we will conquer the whole world. People will die young but it will be fun. We will burn the corpses of the heroes.

And what is the sense of making a revolution if the objective is just to seize the ministerial posts, the vulgar cabinets. We will have to change everything. And to invent us a New God, possibly some Tungusian meteorite or an iron planet in the cold universe. Our god will be the one who gave us death. Maybe our god will be death. So, like Martin Luther King, I have a dream. But his dream was poor, wretched…