To humiliate and rob: how customs officers teach Belgorod pensioners "to love the Motherland"

Vadim Lukashevich, a technical expert, well-known blogger and author of Novye Izvestia, described in his publication an eerie incident that happened to his mother, a Belgorod pensioner. Like many of her “colleagues” in misfortune who receive shameful Russian pensions, she has been traveling by train to neighboring Kharkov for several years in a row, to the once “fraternal” and now “unfriendly” Ukraine. The reason is extremely simple: some goods, for example, some medicines or products are cheaper there, and in the pensioner's budget every penny counts. True, after the well-known events, such trips became very unpleasant, and even extreme. Especially for the elderly. The attitude towards them has changed dramatically. But not Ukrainian border guards and customs officers, but their own, Russian ones. These began to be ferocious in the truest sense of the word.

The woman decided to postpone travel until better times and refrained from them for a long time, but this time she could not resist the persuasion of her friends, and she went.

Everything went well in Kharkov, and at first, too, on the way back. Ukrainian border guards simply walked through the cars and disappeared. But when they were replaced by Russian border guards and customs officers, a uniform horror began. If earlier pensioners carried all their purchases openly and calmly, now they got nervous and started hiding purchases in all directions - under the hem, in the sleeves, on the chest ... And one woman even put a piece of bacon on her stomach.

The customs officers entered and a deathly silence reigned in the carriage. And not without reason, since they started the most inhuman bullying, choosing a victim, they ordered: get up, undress!

And so, swaggering, with insults and mockery, they searched selectively several people. All the others were silent ...

When this purely Russian execution was over, the senior in rank, leaving the carriage, shouted:

- Belgorodians, when will you start to love your Motherland ?!

Nobody answered him.

“I will answer, here and in public,” writes Lukashevich. - To begin with, it’s not this ... in uniform, who has been rummaging through other people's personal belongings all his life and who understands his duty to the Motherland in this way, to teach the love of her gray-haired people. And the main thing - why does a person need a Motherland at all, which puts him before a choice - Motherland or sausage?

Lukashevich quite rightly notes that any true love, including for the Motherland, is a mutual feeling. Therefore, to love the Motherland, which humiliates you both morally and materially, is absurd. It is possible and necessary to love the Motherland, which takes care of its citizens, relieves their needs, protects and protects from adversity, in which it is easy and pleasant to live, in which you do not need to constantly fear neither for your future, nor for the future of relatives and friends. In which medicine and education are equally accessible to everyone, and in which the elderly do not go to another country for food and medicine, because they are cheaper there, and then they don’t hide their eyes during customs control ...

Today, the Motherland simply mocks its citizens, putting them in front of a dilemma: "Motherland or sausage?" It's good that for now, not before another dilemma: "Motherland or death!" Until.