Chords obscurantism. Volume one

© Vasily Varga, 2021

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Vasily Varga

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1

Lenin Kalmyk on his father’s side. His grandfather married his own daughter, but the children in this family, oddly enough, were without mental abnormalities. Nationality had an impact on grandchildren.

Lenin’s mother was a pure-blooded Jew, Srulyevna Blank or Alexandrovna, and her father Srulya Blank, who received the Russian name during his baptism into the Orthodox faith. But since Jews consider their mother’s nationality, it turns out that Lenin is a Jew, not a Kalmyk. Russian slaves, including foreign ones, are trying to sew a piece of German blood on Lenin in order to somehow separate him from his Jewish roots. But in the future, when Lenin takes power, he will prove his Jewishness with a vengeance. He tried to fill all the power cells with people of only Jewish nationality, and openly and brazenly, publicly, in print, called the Russians fools who were not fit for anything. And indeed, Russian fools began to worship him, helped destroy the shrines of their fathers and ancestors, and sang Hosanna to him, going to his death.

He hid that he was a Jew. Why? Well, a Jew, so a Jew, what’s wrong with that? Russian Russian Kalmyk and his nationality – a professional babbler, who showed an extraordinary ability to stupefy the brains of Russians, whom he mercilessly destroyed at the hands of the proletarians of many countries; an overly ambitious, intolerant of other people’s opinions, an incredibly cruel and vindictive conspirator, born by Maria Srulevna Blank, Ulyanova by her husband, a kind of national hybrid, as the result of a cross between a Kalmyk and a Jew, or rather a Jew, since Jews are an excrescence on the body of Jews. Jews are corrupt, easily change their nation for the sake of profit, give up their last name for the sake of profit. This hybrid was carefully hidden by the Bolsheviks for many decades, although everyone knows that national identity is not a brand of moral ugliness.

We can only assume that a hybrid of national identity may have influenced the character of the future leader of the failed world revolution. We will stop at Lenin’s ancestors later and see that they were not the best people: Lenin had something to hide and something to be ashamed of.

It is possible that a cross between national identity influenced his idiotic character. The features of this character we will try to reveal, but for now we will only say that he despised his colleagues and hated ordinary workers and peasants, for whose interests he allegedly fought. Otherwise, how can we explain the mass shootings and devastation of the peasants, including those workers who dared to think differently from what he, Ilich, and his closest friend Leiba Bronstein thought?

On Lenin’s conscience (and did he have a conscience?), according to the latest data, more than eighty million people were killed during the five incomplete years of his bloody rule.

Lenin promised land to the peasants and immediately took it away as soon as he seized power. Serfdom, abolished by the hated Tsar in 1861, returned with signs of slavery and lasted until 1974, when everywhere began to issue passports to peasants.

Having seized the mass media, he spared no effort to fool the masses. The Communist media made a mountain out of a molehill, turning the leader into an idol, and the Soviet people began to worship the idol. In addition, everywhere: in the barracks, in the shop, on the collective farm, in prison, on a nail hung his portrait. And the kids, the octobrites, hung an image on their blouse, and starting from the first class, a red tie was hung around their necks. Thus, starting from early childhood, the psychological and ideological treatment of future slaves – worshippers of the great teaching and the cult of the squat usurper-was systematically carried out. Any kid at the age of five already knew that Lenin lived, Lenin is alive, Lenin will live.

When the children grew up, they usually became Komsomol members, and dreamed of joining the party, because the party opened the door to prosperity for its members.

The desire to join the party of any citizen of the Soviet country was so popular and desirable that shortly before the collapse of the Communist Empire, a bribe was already required before opening the door to the Communist Paradise. Party membership was the key that opened the magic door to relative Communist abundance, a sausage shop for those who had forgotten how sausage smelled.

This was especially true of the intelligentsia. You could get a diploma from any University in the country, but without a small red book with the image of Ilyich, your diploma meant little. All your life you could remain an ordinary engineer in a factory, all your life you could work as an ordinary teacher, if you did not have a party ticket. Those who somehow had something in a stash, in a pocket, in a bag hidden under the bathroom were already going to the party.

Getting a CPSU member’s ticket, the so-called second degree, was no longer so easy. I had to fork out. With a stretch, this can be called trading party tickets.

We must admit that the CPSU took care of its members, protected them, and did not give offense. One was bad. If you were excluded from the party for some reason, you automatically became a disabled person of the first group without maintenance.

2

The CPSU, like its Creator, was kept afloat by lies and falsifications. It tried to erase from history all that was positive before 17, before the coup, and start anew with the country of the Soviets.

The Soviet people lived a lie without even knowing it. A society in which there was not a single person who thought differently from the leader, in which there was not a single newspaper outside the party, from which no one was allowed to go abroad and no foreigners were allowed in, a society behind barbed wire – how could it know the truth?

But as in any society, from somewhere there were clever people claiming to be true; they were immediately caught, declared enemies of the people, judged by the “people’s” court and sent to Lenin’s places for ten or even 25 years.

Now that we have learned much about Lenin, we have no right to remain silent.

Lenin’s associates who participated in the coup d’etat and then started the civil fratricidal war were dubious individuals of the same nationality, whom Lenin carefully selected. Among the participants of the Lenin synagogue, a Georgian, Joseph Dzhugashvili ( the son of a Jew), accidentally got involved only after he robbed banks in Tiflis and delivered to Lenin 340 thousand gold rubles, a huge sum at that time. All the others were Jews, or Jews, as they were called at that time. However, these were not the Jews we knew and know today. They were renegades, they sold their faith, their surnames, their pedigree for 30 pieces of silver, shamelessly appropriated Russian names for the sake of profit and power. Their assigned surnames were Russian cities such as Leningrad, Sverdlovsk, Kirov, Kuibyshev, and others.

A bunch of scoundrels with a dark criminal past, stuck to Lenin, carried with them the philosophy of complete destruction of the Russian people, the so-called “tailless monkeys” in the words of Bronstein-Trotsky, and the settlement of the desert by their relatives.

Lenin carefully concealed his nationality. After the death of the leader, his sisters began to dig into the pedigree of the famous brother, but Stalin, learning about this, strictly ordered: silence.

In a brief description of the leader of the world revolution, it is impossible to explain Lenin’s behavior in the family, his attitude to his mother and mistress Inessa Armand. Why did he demand from his mother to give the last penny, with a pension for the maintenance of the party, while the Caucasian Joseph Dzhugashvili (Stalin) so generously replenished the party’s cash register by robbing banks in Tiflis? This was simply not necessary, because the party’s cash register was replenished from other sources. This includes robberies and murders, assistance from Russian patrons, and even such a purely Communist act as the marriage of conspirators to rich brides. Lenin and members of his clan lived happily in rented apartments and even bought weapons to commit terrorist acts. Lenin himself always had bags of paper bills lying around, and he himself was at one time in the service of German counterintelligence, or rather, as evil tongues claim, a German spy.

The sudden death of Lenin’s mistress Inessa Armand after his seizure of power is not clear. But we’ll get back to Inessa.

As we have already said, Lenin pathologically hated Russia and brazenly, without hesitation, called the Russians fools who are not capable of mental activity. He demoted the Russian peasant to a stable boy, a woodcutter who could only do physical work. He called the Russian peasant trash and proved his love for him, after seizing power. He turned him into a slave who could only obey commands and praise him, the earth God. Russian Russian intelligentsia, he drove them out of the country, he deprived the Russian peasant – scoundrel of faith, shooting and hanging hundreds of thousands of priests and destroying the Church’s shrines.

Here is our benefactor!

The vile, brutal murder of the defeated Russian Tsar and his underage daughters, and of a sick child, is the testimony of a true Communist leader, who by this time had his hands up to the elbows in blood.

Why did he, so cowardly hiding behind a curtain of deep mystery, categorically demand to shoot the Royal family, among which were the servants, the sick Tsarevich Alexey and the Tsar’s sinless, underage daughters? Why and for what purpose did he shoot tens of thousands of priests, plundered monasteries and churches? Why did you banish the intelligentsia-the brain of the nation? And there is no end to such questions.

Relying on the Jews who had been summoned from all over Europe, on the criminals who had been released from prison, and on the rest of the proletariat, he slaughtered all the haves like cabbage in the harvest season. He created a new nation – a proletarian one. The proletarians, however, with special cruelty and joy, slaughtered the haves and plundered their homes.

The proletariat has given birth to proletarian children, and those proletarian grandchildren who are now beginning a new life under new conditions. They work as they can with Lenin in their chest. Lenin is their grandfather.

3

We know that the Bolsheviks, especially their leader Lenin, covered their bloody tracks well. The conspirator Lenin simply has no equal. When he returned to Russia, he did not part with a woman’s dress, he tried to commit crimes with someone else’s hands. This is described in detail in the Chapter dealing with the murder of the Royal family.

Naturally, Volodya’s mother managed the educational process of her children and directed it in the right direction. Perhaps it was she who instilled in the children a maniacal hatred of Russia and the Russian people, it was from her lips that Volodya heard and remembered that Russia is a barbarous country, that it is the dung of history, that Russia is the enemy of all progressive things, it is inhabited by monkeys, which for some reason are called people that there is no one more incompetent and hypocritical than the Russian peasant.

Volodya’s brother, Alexander, also learned this well. Later, when he was sentenced to death for an attempt on the Tsar and immediately offered to write a petition for clemency, he refused with contempt, believing that the Russian Tsar was just a “tailless APE”, as his mother Maria srulyevna Blank had suggested to him in Ulyanov’s marriage.

Lenin’s mother had a father, Srul Blank, who ran away from his father, moishi Itskovich Blank. Volodya’s grandfather renounced the Jewish faith and received the name Alexander as a result of his baptism. Srul’s father, Lenin’s great-grandfather, Moisha Blank, lived in the Western part of Ukraine, in Novograd-Volynsk, where at that time there were 86 other Jewish families, engaged in trade, quarreled with everyone and constantly sued Jews. Moisha was an excellent fraudster, for which he was brought to justice. After paying off his prison cell, he began stealing hay from his neighbors. He was also engaged in snitching. He was a cruel, quarrelsome, and extremely mean Jew. He fought with his sons and arranged all sorts of intrigues in the family.

In local archives, there is information that in 1816, moysha Blank appealed to the Volyn court with a demand to take the eldest son Abel into custody for being beaten. But Abel was not harmed, since his father was caught in a lie.

The character Moishe was, do not bring the Lord! Intemperance, cruelty, ferocity, rudeness, vindictiveness, intransigence – what could be worse?

Blank was found guilty of setting fire to 23 Jewish homes in starokonstantinovo on September 29, 1808. To deflect suspicion, he also set fire to his house. As we can see, the great-grandson had something to pass on.

The spiritual slaves who raised his name to the heavens tore this information out of one of the archives, but the fact is that no country has, and can not be the only archive.

Lenin from a young age clung to the teachings of Marx-Mordychai Levi and Engels, and they, as we know, belonged to the nation chosen by God. Both Marx and Engels were notorious Russophobes and all their lives considered Russia a barbaric country. Engels advised to launch the ideology of Marxism into the wild country, obviously believing that the Russian fools would accept it with a Bang. Unfortunately, the way it came out.

Marx claimed that the Slavs were the cancer of Europe. Marx (Mordechai Levi), and then the Jew Lenin were brought up on the paragraphs of the ancient Jewish Talmud, which are simply chilling. A list of these paragraphs will be given in the second part of the book.

Perhaps, having learned this philosophy in childhood, Lenin adhered to it all his life, although he did not openly Express it, it was his deep secret, hidden, as if just in case, at the very bottom of his disfigured soul.

Only to the Russians did he openly Express his hatred, considering them second-class, “Ivanushki-fools”, fit only for hard physical work.

He really liked the phrase of Engels that it would be good to launch some kind of ideology into the dark barbarian country of Russia. And then there were the words that violence and dictatorship are a beautiful thing if they are used when they should be and against whom they should be. After all, a revolution is an act in which a part of the population imposes its will on another part by means of guns, bayonets, and cannons, that is, by means of extremely authoritative means. And if the victorious party does not want to lose the fruits of its efforts, it must maintain its ascendancy by means of the fear which its weapons inspire in the reactionaries.

4

Lenin as a man, it seems, was never happy! Vindictiveness and viciousness, which turned into hatred of his own kind, prevented him from feeling like a normal person and getting joy from life. In the wife of Nadia, he was disappointed after the wedding night. She, poor thing, didn’t have the kind of drive that made a man furious. Gershon, who at one time served as a litter, was often capricious and demanded too much of him. In particular, he claimed the second role after Nadia. The prostitutes he visited gave him syphilis. And Inessa, his Symphony, was also a burden over time, so much so that he had to send her to” rest”, to Frunze, from where she returned in a coffin.

And the political struggle did not bring results for a long time. The Talmud, which he wrote not always himself, but also with his closest associate Apfelbaum (Zinoviev), no one read or bought, except people from the inner circle. Service in German intelligence was not only a means of earning money, but also a disgrace for a Russian citizen, and did not bring large dividends.

And the authorities, barely noticeably pinching him for political calls to seize power by armed means, made him doubt the correctness of the chosen path. These and other reasons forced the future puffed-up genius to leave Russia, which he hated with every fiber of his soul, and settle in prosperous Switzerland.

Tsar Nicholas II exiled him to Siberia and there, in exile, Lenin received a fairly substantial monetary reward, which allowed him to live on a large scale. He bought a horse for walking, composed his lifeless Talmud, while still on his own, without Gershon Apfelbaum, with whom he was not yet familiar, read revolutionary literature (Dobrolyubov and Chernyshevsky, who called Russia to the axe), conducted extensive correspondence with friends-revolutionaries. Here to he was visited by Nadenka Fishberg (Krupskaya), an admirer of his ideas, a gray mouse with slightly bulging eyes, who, apparently, had a hard time with suitors, and the future leader of the world proletariat, according to evil tongues, was already married before meeting Nadenka; here they had a fairly decent wedding. (If only the then all-powerful Russian Tsar knew how the young Jacobin would thank him when he seized power?)

But Ilyich did not show passion for his young wife as a woman; she was too docile, too loyal, cold in bed, ready for anything, reacting to everything with barely noticeable delight and unbuttoning her collar when Ilyich started to squint.

He quickly saw her as a devoted servant and realized that it was possible to indulge in strawberries on the side, and later, when Inessa appeared, he even informed his wife that in the future they would live together as a Threesome.

No one can compare Inessa with Nadezhda, and it is problematic to reproach Lenin, given his status. This must be admitted. It is impossible to explain the leader’s behavior in any other way. After moving to Moscow, the leader grew cold to his mistress, separated her from the “family”, and then, when tired – sent to the South at the disposal of Frunze. She-barely arrived at the place “fell ill” and immediately died. And then a diagnosis was invented – cholera. Did Lenin have anything to do with it? Definitely.

In a small synagogue, everyone was engaged not only in empty conversations on the subject of the revolution, but also had fun. Sverdlov suggested visiting the house of tolerance even before Inessa appeared.

The hooker, Julia, in short pants, began to ask:

– Who is here Ulanov?

“Here it is, catch it, or it’s not permanent,” Yasha said.

Julia grabbed Ilyich’s belt and pulled him to her room.

“Down with your pants,” she ordered.

Ilyich hesitated. She dropped her pants in a flash.

– Klein! it’s a small one – " said Julia, and immediately clasped it in her hand and began to squeeze and release it. Revolutionary!

The chief was very pleased. He even got a kiss on his beard.

His mood was more acceptable than ever. Yasha decided to remind about Russia.

– I don’t care about Russia!

– How, how?” the clan members whimpered. Russia – barbaric country, as said Angelus.

“No, it was said by Mordychai Levi, don’t confuse it,” said Dzerzhinsky, the future thug, massaging the pistol in his pocket.

“Don’t quarrel, comrades! Where possible, we will take power into our own hands. The main thing is that the masses, the proletariat has organized itself. The prostitutes clapped their hands.

5

Just the next day, again visiting a piquant institution, Samuel, an old and venerable member of the Politburo, Closed his Snout and addressed prostitutes with such a moralizing address:

– This is the leader of the world revolution, not a fucking dog.” Give him the sexiest, most beautiful tall girl no older than eighteen years old. Know this: short men love tall ladies, and tall ladies are never offended by short men. And more. Old people like us love the young, the stupid, but the irreplaceable in bed. If one of them has read Marx’s Capital, we pay double the price.

“Oh, … Oh! EU! “said the lady, Baring her metal teeth and hinting that it would not hurt to gild the handle.

Katznelson, not satisfied, took out a heavy bag and threw twenty gold rubles to the abbess. It was still money from the party’s cash register, and the party’s cash register was replenished daily by Russian patrons, and the party members themselves were not asleep. They raided banks, cash registers, robbed and even killed if there was no other way out, but the money was brought and handed over to the cashier regularly.

Soon three blondes entered, but Lenin held up his hand.

– Modesty, comrades, modesty, where is your modesty? We return to the headquarters and there we will agree on where to start the world revolution.

The chief liked the blonde so much that he made a date for her on Monday and told her that he had rented an apartment. Now they will meet separately almost every day, after hard work.

Nadezhda Konstantinovna immediately noticed the change in her husband and even dared to ask him one day at dinner:

– Volodya, what happened to you? I don’t recognize you. You smile all the time, you laugh, future generations will call it Homeric laughter, but now, before this has happened, I demand a specific answer to a specific question: where do you go at night?

– Nadia, you’re the “Capital” of Marx-Mordica take notes?

– I’m stuck on page three, why?”

– So if you dig into the personal life of the leader of the world revolution, you will become a counter-revolutionary. Do you understand?

– Understand, – he tilted his head to Nadia.

– Then go, take notes and learn by heart, and then began to spoil my appetite.

Nadenka went to her room, seized Marx’s Capital, wept over it, and opened the volume to the third page. What they were talking about, she could not understand, but the fact that she was losing her husband. as such, I understood perfectly well and decided that it is better not to interfere. Especially since Volodya not so long ago declared: under communism, marriage will break up, women will become public property, anyone who wants to enjoy the body of the opposite sex, you need to sign up for an artel of celibacy and enjoy it to your heart’s content.

Volodya’s spirits rose and he felt that he could still do a lot, and posterity would be infinitely grateful to get acquainted with his main work entitled “Materialism and empirio-criticism”. Here only it is necessary to finish the plan, to define the goals and tasks of the immortal work. And this is very difficult. Even Apfelbaum himself can’t figure it out, but he could have written twenty or thirty chapters. All the more so because imperialism already exists, the proletariat has already reached its limit, but… "– he raised a finger in the air and fired loudly – " in the bowels of the proletariat, criticism is born, that is to say, criticism. He will scatter imperialism like a well-fed chicken with rotten grain.

As soon as he wrote the headline, he felt that something was missing. Placing the pen gently on the Desk, he rose from the chair as gently as he had come and began to March around the small office. And then a happy thought flashed into my mind:

– Gershon, where are you, honey, the scoundrel of all Judea?” I’ve already written the title, and then what? who will continue? Well, turn the shafts in the direction of the historical office, the historical chair where the leader of the world revolution, Lenin, just sat.

Gershon sat behind the tile stove, wiping away snot mixed with tears.

– What is it, my brother?”

“You cheated on me, you bastard. Cursed be your race of Jews. You don’t deserve to eat matzo, your guts will stick together. He cheated on me, his faithful slave, and with whom, with prostitutes.