Vasily Varga - Chords obscurantism. Volume one

“Ha-ha-ha, it’s true. Damn it: not in the eye, but in the eye. These are traits of genius, Gershon, mind You…next, just listen: in Orthodoxy we see a huge competitor in the fight for the souls of people. Any religious idea of any God, any flirtation with God, is an unspeakable abomination… the most dangerous abomination, the most vile infection. I’m going to write a book on religion and the Church. As early as 1901 I stated: “As a matter of principle, we have never renounced and cannot renounce terror.” Based on these two principles, it is necessary to start building the Bolshevik party. Oh, I forgot. Church… we will demolish it from the face of the earth, and hang the priests, dig up the graves, collect the silver and gold and send it to the European proletariat…Jewish nationality.

– My head is splitting, let me go.” I’m already late for my train.

“And Yankel Katznelson?” Don’t you want to hear a good review?

“Later, later.

Ilyich once again recalled his party structure and Katznelson’s successes in the Urals.

They, two Jews, were sitting in a clearing under a Swiss oak tree, eating ikura and drinking beer, when Lenin raised his finger and said:

– You, Gershon, go back and finish the Chapter, Paris is not far away, I will go alone.” In any newspaper I’ll advertise “Communism-society of free sexual relations”. I will give this lecture myself. Inessa will come, of course. She can’t not come. In the last letter, which is already the third on the bill, she expressed a desire to meet and that’s where the acquaintance will take place.

On the outskirts of Paris, it was not difficult to rent a small public dining room and quickly turn it into a hall for listeners. A rostrum was erected, a vase of flowers was placed on an uncovered table, and the leader of the world proletariat, still little known to Parisians, was already sitting at this table, reviewing a lecture he had written a week ago. Like any work of Lenin, it turned out to be chaotic and little accessible. Therefore, we apologize to readers for its non-existent charms with hooked bends, which contributed to the urge to sleep, and some were excited and made to believe in the genius of the lecturer.

“A socialist society, Archie, will be freed from bourgeois marriage. Well, the one that requires a Church wedding, and the Church is a sham, you know. The society of free proletarians and other protestors held behind bars on the instructions of the Tsar can copulate without registration. Girls who have reached the age of 16, who have a down there, in a forbidden place, are required to bare themselves indoors and on the street, if there is no severe frost. They should not deny two-legged stallions copulation, especially if they see that the penis is ready, in a socialist need, bursting his pants. This is the order of the Bolshevik party.

It is important that the socialist penis should be in revolutionary readiness, that it should be as firm as a socialist bayonet. A woman can squeal with pleasure or accept a penis in silence. You know, under socialism, society will be free.

– And if the penis is infected with syphilis? – what is it? “asked a lady with a cigar in her mouth.

“He, a man with a socialist penis, is allowed to find a woman who is also infected with syphilis,” the speaker replied. – Go on. Of course, there will be illegitimate children, and no one will be able to determine who is whose father. Such a father can be the leader of the world proletariat, that is, of course, me. I beg to love and favor. Before you is not a dog, but the future leader of the world proletariat. We need a society without fathers, or rather with one father. You can call this society simply-a society without fathers. The proletariat of the whole world will support such an undertaking. I already have many supporters in Russia.

The audience, wiser, and some more ugly, began to whisper, raise their fifth points, then move into one line. The speaker stood bravely with his hand behind his waistcoat. And for good reason. Behind the first column was a mysterious woman in a hat, a smart coat, with a collar around her neck —close. She rarely peeked out from behind the column and blinked. Does She?

“Yes,” said Inessa, and again she hid behind the column, running magnetic lines in the direction of the genius speaker.

The speaker jumped up and down, intending to free the proletarian from the column in which the capitalist was hiding, but sat down again in deep thought. Putting his chin on his open palm, and turning on all his proletarian forces, he continued:

– Then take a closer look.” You can put your hand in my stomach area, under the brook and feel if there is something there, sing “we will boldly go into battle”…And if there is a proletarian void, you can say: a respite, we must wait a little, because it is arch important.

Lenin’s cheeks flushed, and he did not know what to do with his right hand, thrusting it now into his waistcoat, now unbuttoning his shirt.

Inessa, like a true revolutionary who approves of celibacy, approached the speaker and fixed her eyes on the spot where the legs grow.

– I can’t see anything, but let’s take our time. I just bought your book for 10 francs called” What to do?” Mud, of course, but what to do? Let’s connect. Or are you against it?. I am a hot and passionate woman. In addition, I have muscles there, like pieces of rubber on the wheels of a chaise. As I close my eyes to my forehead, despite the fact that I am a mother of five children.

– In the name of the world revolution, get naked. We need to make sure.

“Are you circumcised?”

– No. unfortunately..

– Then that’s good. But let’s not rush it. Collect all your notes and let’s go to my place, I live alone, I have great conditions. You’ve never had such a high before. Lower your pants, I need to see him.

Lenin obeyed. By this time, his friend was ready for a revolutionary battle.

– Beautiful! just be patient, why are you flinching like that? Well, if you can’t wait…

– Rather. In the name of the world revolution. This is very important.

Like any woman, Inessa decided to torment her future lover a little.

– I don’t think so, and he’s already hooked.” At my house – as much as you want. You need to take a shower, drink a glass of wine, take off your clothes, play around, cuddle, including mashing your handsome man, so that he begins to vomit. For her sake, this head with a hat, women go to all sorts of unpredictable torments. I have an abortion, I have a hard time giving birth, and I have a hard time raising children, especially those who don’t know who their father is.

Lenin, as a future genius, heard a lot of stories, theories and proofs, always objected, but what Inessa said, he heard for the first time, and could not object to anything. I couldn’t speak. As soon as the banana lifted, the tongue immediately went numb and did not obey. This beautiful woman said things that made him shiver all the time, and all the time he was going to throw her on the floor with his fist, and pull up her skirt so that he could see the blazing fire for himself. – Come on, strike the iron while it’s hot.

Inessa’s apartment was not very spacious, but very cozy, with a bath, a bidet, carpets on the floor, a wide bed and a shower. Inessa found herself in a thin short robe, buttoned up with one button, began to set the table, and the leader was immediately sent to the bathroom to wash, because he smelled very strongly of either revolution or horse sweat. She gave him a robe, and when he came out of the bathroom, she immediately grabbed a sausage.

“Oh, I’ll eat it so no one else gets it.” I’m a jealous bitch.