Vasily Varga - Chords obscurantism. Volume two

In the dark and cold, the prisoners sat for three days and only then did the envoys of the commander-in-chief of the red army, Trotsky, come to them.

“Who’s Pavlov?” the Commissioner asked.

“Be silent,” pleaded his wife, who had not yet known him as a wife.

– I repeat, who is Pavlov?” admit it-it will be worse.

“I am,” said Volodya, puffing out his chest proudly.

– So Pavlov, if you want to save your wife, your parents and relatives, make an oath that you will serve in the red army and fight for the triumph of communism. According to Lenin’s wise instructions, the imperialist war is now turning into a civil war.

“Fight against your own people?” Not for the world, “the officer said.

– Well. You’re all going to be shot.

With tears in his eyes, and Volodya’s mother fell on her knees, everyone began to beg him to agree to serve in the red army. And Volodya gave this consent. All were released, including Volodya, giving him three days of leave to stay with his young wife, and then he must report to the military commandant’s office for further service in the red army.

These experiments involving officers of the tsarist army worked. A year later, the red army had about three million men in its ranks.

The civil, fratricidal war was in full swing. Lenin was the political organizer and mastermind of this shameful fratricide in the history of Russia. The psychology of the executioner and hitherto unseen demagogy began to yield positive results.

A representative of various Jewish concessions and communities, Sofya Zlikovna Koshman, sat in the reception room of Ilyich, waiting for an appointment. All members of the Politburo were already in the waiting room, knowing that at 9: 45 a.m. Ilyich was drinking tea, letting go of the belt on his trousers, scratching his beard, and looking in the mirror. When the hands on the clock showed 10—00, you could go in without knocking.

But Sophia, who was waiting for an appointment on the recommendation of the proletarian writer Maxim Gorky, made adjustments to the established order. In addition, leyba Bronstein shot first with his left and then with his right eye, spoke incoherently to an unknown guest, and Apfelbaum-Zinoviev brazenly asked where the guest got so many diamonds and whether she would blind the leader of the world revolution during the conversation. All this indicated that the guest is not an easy visitor. If there was any whispering about it, it was only in whispers, and then hints and even signs on the fingers. There was no doubt that the guest would be the first to enter Ilyich’s office and dazzle him with her attire.

As soon as the hands on the clock approached ten, Leiba went into the office of the leader of the peoples, but something suspiciously quickly left. He looked so confused and almost wet that everyone thought that Ilyich had thrown him out of the office with a Bang, depriving him not only of conversation, but of a caustic remark, for which he was an inimitable master.

And Sophia, in a gorgeous dress that trailed on the floor, was smiling, trying to talk to anyone, even though she knew only Bronstein Trotsky personally.

Trotsky, looking straight at her, uttered a short sentence in a loud voice so that everyone could hear:

– The chief of the peoples is waiting for you, and … and then, after the interview, I would like to meet you alone, my goddess.”

As always, believing that all the charms would go to him, the commander of divisions of the red army, he fought not with the lady who already nested in his heart, but with time that stretched out on its own. Apfelbaum even grabbed the end of her dress, which was dragging on the carpet, but Sophie had a hard look that said, get off me, pygmies.

Leyba managed to open the door, leaned forward, banging his forehead on the door jamb, and Sofia went with a Royal gait into the study, where a stuffed animal sat in the semi-darkness, scratching his bald head with dirty nails. She kept wanting to give him the reticule and didn’t know how to do it. Finally, the reticule itself fell from his hands, and Ilyich involuntarily screamed: bomb, terrorism, save!

But no one heard his voice. Sophia was forced to bend down and open her purse, and the diamond flashed all over the office, blinding the small, evil eyes of the leader of the peoples.

– You are so careful that it borders on…, it is better to abstain. Let me sit down, ZUZIK, as the Germans call you.

– Oh, there is more wealth here than all the members of the Politburo!

“You’re funny, Leiba, I need a dick, not a dick. I’m not as depraved as you think. This is just a piece of what belongs to our family.

– I will give it to the diamond Fund, which is the envy of our outstanding member Katznelson-Sverdlov Yankel.

“Come on, n will take it. This diamond is worth 500 kilograms of gold.

– Where did you get this?” Why didn’t the Bolsheviks expropriate?

– Why?” I give it to you. Your father gives it to you. He runs the Petrograd banks.

– Already Leningrad, lady. What is your name, may I ask? It seems… it seems that you, you, and not I, are leading the attack, and this is arch important and arch dangerous. What are your and your father’s requirements?

– My father is a Jew Koshman – banks and I’m Jewish Sophia Serikovna Koshman, not married, not belong to any party. We have a request, not a demand. Do not offend the Jews, do not kill them, do not take away their property. If the Jews are rich, then the country is rich. I don’t think you want to have a poor country. Besides, are you a Jew yourself, or are you a Jew like all your colleagues who have renounced their faith and their names? – A little bit, a little bit. So what? The Soviet government liquidates nationality as such. Every gussky du … AK will henceforth be a b-Soviet person.

Lenin sat in a massive leather chair and stroked his bald head with the palm of his right hand.

– Volodya, I did not think that you have changed so much, become so cautious, and this is called cowardice in Yiddish. This is a gift from our family. And I am delegated by all the Jewish communities. What can I say to them, because the Jews, called from all over Europe, are helping you to create lawlessness in the land that you so easily captured.

“They are proletarians. AZ will repay. As soon as we establish socialism in Russia, we will move to Poland, Germany, France, and so on.

And he suddenly smiled, seeing and appreciating her beauty.

– Um, I have Inessa-a beautiful woman, but this… what’s your name?” We could get along. My body begins to react, I become stronger, younger, new ideas appear, revolutionary, proleta … sian. Yes ZD…and with all … Naya socialist … evolution. But first, why are you here, what do you want, what are your requests for such a beautiful Jewish woman? I must admit, this is the first time I’ve seen such a Desdemona. Come on, cut my bald head off. Where to go. Every man is weak.

– Vladimir Ilyich, are you a Jew? you didn’t answer that question.

– There’s a little something, but why?”

– Why did you declare the nationalization of banks and make all the Jews of the country poor? Our family and I are ruined. Where do we go now? With your hand outstretched? So I came to you and held out my hand. It seems that the Jews are not the last of your robbers, who are popularly called Jews. Is everyone like that in your Politburo?

– They are all hussars, and I am the most hussar among these tailless apes. And when we begin to liberate Germany and then England, I will be a German and then an Englishman. Why? Yes, because the Bolsheviks renounce nationality as such. Now we will not have a Russian holder, but a Soviet person. And for my Politburo members, it doesn’t matter. Now they are all Soviet, and tomorrow they will be Soviet people.