Триста лет не писал заметок... не знаю что...

Three hundred years I did not write notes ... I don’t know what I found, but somehow the time came together and the ways came together. I listen to Kastu, “An order of magnitude higher,” and read the case of Sergei Magnetsky ... what is right, I cannot understand. the past cannot be abandoned and abandoned, but when modernity is such, devilry is created in our country and to all adequate people and those who do not limit their channel of incoming information to news from the first channel, it is clear that some changes are necessary ... we return to the regime 37 years old, but in his new incarnation. under the guise of democracy, monstrous things are happening. Everything is up to date, but no one can change anything. Feeling as if you are in the Colosseum, among the spectators, you look at how slaves (Christians) are being hunted with wild animals and there are only two options - to lift your finger up or down, where your voice will not decide anything, not because it is so small compared to the mass other voices, but because you lift your finger in the same way and your neighbor. herd instinct, fear of power, desire to live, natural instincts. and all this is correct, logical. but there are few, they strive for justice, they have their own opinion, they have their own blogs, they fight for honesty and justice, in front of people, in front of themselves ... but what? let them write, let them shoot a video, let them "fight" will not work. and "Comrade believe, she will ascend, the star of captivating happiness, Russia will turn from her sleep and write our names on the ruins of autocracy" is no longer relevant. It will not “turn up” and, moreover, will not “write on the debris”, but if they do, they will not get the highest reviews. But what is the way out ??? to run? fight? accept and adapt? unclear.
It is easy for me, working abroad, getting a decent salary for what I do, and even for what I don’t do, to sit well in a comfortable chair and reflect on what is bad, what needs to be done, what to change, and how it is proper for everyone to live. .. but this is similar to the notes of 17th-year-old emigrants who no one will remember and whose great-grandchildren have long been living somewhere in Paris or in the outback of France, raising their children, or raising their high school and they know Russian from "To Zdorovye" and "Comrade" ....
Now we have a significant choice before us, like before Vityaz at the Crossroads, at Vasnetsov, Go to the right, try to get away from it all, go abroad, to Europe, America or Australia, to become nobody, but to grow the future generation, to know that your children are happy and rich, go to the left and try all sorts of methods to adapt to modern circumstances, to agree with what is happening, or to speak openly against ....
Difficult choice.
Not bad to talk, being in another country. I do not call for anything. having written this note after drinking half a liter of a ygammeister, you can generally complain about it as spam .... but something in my heart is not calm ... not the way our fatherland chose, that Suvorov bequeathed her, not the way that Nicholas II bequeathed the second, especially Peter the Great ...
There are no ideas and strengths, I’ll finish with the American proverb: "May the force be with us," and let everyone fight for what is dear to him and what is important to him. and ... remember Pushkin, "The Captain's Daughter" ... "Do what you must and come what may."

Do what should .... let everyone decide for himself what should be for him.
I don’t know how much I’m ready to move away from thoughts to real matters ... probably not even ready ... and I don’t know how to do these things ....