Maybe I didn’t manage anything—but I don’t think so.
Here are the results of my painful reflections about our Motherland.
To understand who we are and why, it was necessary to rebuild all our ideas from scratch, and I carefully— with the care of a child—rebuilt them.
Where are we in the scheme of being, and where are we headed. What is the Motherland. What is our relationship to Ancient Rus’. How close are the princes of the Rurikid dynasty to us, and who for us is Ivan the Terrible. How we see the “whites” from today’s day and what we should think about the “reds.” And other related things we won’t stop thinking about for a long time: the Great Patriotic War and the devilish dances around it, the Ukrainian question mired in lies, Vladimir Semyonovich Vysotsky, Russian democrats, a Russian person who has lost his shores, fate, land under our feet and a star over our heads. Merciless Russian questions, merciful Russian answers.
Zakhar Prilepin