"I'm gonna fall on that one, the one with the Civilian, anyway.
And the commissioners in dusty helmets will bend over me in silence".
The rule of two books: you want to make an idea about the writer, read at least two of his books - strengthened the belief that the combination of a talented writer and a bright thinker in Mikhail Ancharov does not make it my author. It is normal, so often happens: you admire the skill, intelligence, stylistic sophistication, but the heartstring does not respond. There are a few of them, which are in perfect resonance with you.
And time like this, if a third of a century ago there was a person who said the right things, his audience became millions. Today it is time for small groups, there are tens of thousands of small communities listening to each of their gurus. There is no disarray and wobbling, because teachers, surprisingly, talk about one thing. It's just that the time of clubs and bells has changed the era of stadiums and bells. It's good to rally in the square, and it's better to study the subject in a small group or individually.
By the way, there is no contradiction with the words of Mikhail Leonidovich: in order for development to happen, the community must become sufficiently close and structurally complicated. However, I do not think it is appropriate to present Ancharov's cosmogonic theory for two reasons.
1. I myself did not fully understand it;
2. If it contained soundness, then for the third century that has passed since the presentation of the third century, I would certainly find many followers. This does not happen to ask for a conclusion, the hypothesis is either loose and undeveloped or too complicated for the mass consumer.
In both cases, it makes sense to wait. Paying attention to the artistic merits of the book. Here I am again not in the target audience, do not like family sagas. Although the history of the Zotov family should be given credit, it is very good. Yaroslavna's multiple cries for Russia, which we have lost, singing the sunsets of an alley and the crunch of a French bun, diligently ignores the reasons why it happened. I am not only and not so much about economic issues right now. This is not the case. Staying in the gloom of ignorance from birth to the grave without being able to change anything was the only destiny available to the vast majority of the inhabitants of that beautiful Russia.
Bringing people down to a cattle state is not without consequences. We are so arranged that when we are offended we can and will not be silenced, but when they deprive us of our children's future, we will not tolerate it. Here are the reasons for the revolution. Dynasty of the Zotovs, and the novel traces it for six generations and most of the XX century - the working aristocracy. Salt of the earth, blue blood and white bone of the working class. I do not mean a particularly privileged position in production, but the desire of the proletariat for knowledge, self-education and inner freedom. What distinguishes workers from the more traditional peasantry.
Zotov's grandfather, who collected the library from time immemorial, followed by Peter the Great, who wrote his notes all his life, is remarkably bright representatives of this social stratum. Faustian craving for knowledge, the desire to get to the root of everything, to get to the bottom of it, will be the hallmark of men's representatives of the family. With women it is more difficult: the female part of such a timidly try to like, someone's love giving in, proudly called the chosen one. No, this is not a conspiracy of world feminism now speaks with my lips. Ancharov's women are each good in their own way, bright characters, difficult fates. But the role that Mikhail Leonidovich assigns to them in the wonderful new world is obviously auxiliary: someone must keep the hearth while men are actively changing the world.
The purpose of a man is to change the world of a woman's destiny - to change a man. And since we know that the only person everyone can change (and the only person with whom it makes sense to do so) is you, it turns out that women in the world are meaningless, right? Oops, you're a mother who hasn't agreed to start for health...
No, no, no, the book is wonderful if you consider it from the standpoint that is relevant for the eighties of the last century. Today it is outdated. And also tell me, tell me, what does anybody have to do with Garuda? But the audiobook read by Knyazev is wonderfully good.