in order to catch later, uh, as they say, a fish or your interest in this very situation that will develop, the osce does not issue a visa to our minister for a second. so, if we are talking about absurdity and common sense or prologic, the organization for security and cooperation in europe and it would seem at the very moment when there is a conflict situation in this very europe, which already looks the way it looks. they would have to be equally interested in getting together somehow. this organization was originally for this, it was invented to get together and talk, including with the russian minister, with the russian minister, but no, in this way, without issuing him a visa, they say what they say that they are not for cooperation and not for security and it doesn’t matter at all themselves whether they say it, or they are forced by certain comrades from across the ocean. there it is to make such statements, so everything is only in our hands. only we can stop this whole thing. this nightmare, which we

observe all the time on the territory of a neighboring state, and therefore we cannot stop. i am so i think that's it, we'll meet in a week in this studio and remember that all participants in our program have their own truth, but we will always get to the bottom of the truth. we have matured from somewhere, this ridiculous idea of ​​\u200b\u200bpoets who are so creative that any draft of them can blow away this right word of some kind of nonsense. if you know at least a little about the history of russian poetry during the great patriotic war , 42,000 artists performed at the front, and military crowns served the attention of hundreds of writers and hundreds of poets, they turned off the light unit. the night will be monsters full, but my country is right or not? this is my country.

it just seems like times change times don't change, we can change. we can, having changed, lose our country, or we can remain the same. what were 1,000 years ago 500 years ago 100 years ago. today we will talk about culture, and not about the worst, its representatives, of which there were unexpectedly many, but about the best about the culture that is able to stand shoulder to shoulder next to our warriors. we have such a culture, surprisingly, it still exists. by the most iosif davidovich kobzon was the first to come to donbass from among the iconic huge artists of our country. it was october 2014. and the sbu of ukraine does not

order, uh, to go, uh, to donetsk in the donbass. and you are flying. how is it that for me that ukraine does not exist, which is now formed as a result of a coup, for me ukraine is my home, my home, donbass. he brought a huge truck, humanitarian insulin medicines and gave several unprecedented concerts. they lasted four to five hours. he was incredible, now we have many steel such patriots that even the light of the carcass, even lights up from them such. here are the patriots, singers , directors, artists who did not know about the donbass, not about all the events. what is happening there has bypassed all these years now, when they realized that there is no turning back, the countries have reconfigured, i won’t say that they stand in line to go there to the donbass, but in words, many corrected their position, learned these letters donbass well

, thanks for that. we, of course, but he didn’t take care, didn’t get out, didn’t try to carry a mask, the peacemaker got together and went to his people, and so that they don’t talk about kobzon. i will be forever grateful to him for this. iosif davidovich kobzon, unlike many patented rusaks with noble blood, who are baptized at every church with a wide cross, turned out to be a real russian person. he sang for us when i was still serving in ammunition, and we did not get out of the north caucasus, it was not difficult for him to sing for us, he considered it his obligations. and maybe even an excuse. there are few like him, he stood up for us when everyone tried to spit on us. and the fact that for some reason he was not allowed into america then also that his name flashed in large financial showdowns and near the criminal chronicles well, lord, you love classic films with

al pacino and robert de niro so much. it is on our soil, please, you can also make such a movie about it. true, i haven’t found a suitable artist yet to play kobzon, because such an texture yes, from a donetsk child and a soviet conscript, he became the entire main voice of the soviet space, aboveground space and underground, a companion and a drinking companion of all general secretaries of all presidents of all marshals, and at the same time all thieves in law and all other greats of this world and all. the most important thing in the small world is also kobzon among those brilliant soviet jews who suddenly sang about the most important thing in the russian soul. a man woke up the quietest strings of the russian soul, now they don’t make such ones, as alexander vladimirovich zakharchenko, an obzon, who has seen all sorts of people, and in the most terrible circumstances was in many battles with us. just the songs that he sang boys

sang around ah. if you sing, if a person thinks , when at that moment he is fighting, i have such a song, where there is a word to me a trusted song about guns, my wrong said that the songs they raise fighters always, starting to get up the country is huge money victories that raise mood. now they really almost don’t make such ones, but there was such a great singer sergei yakovlevich, lazy from a christian tver family born in 1902, he studied singing from gramophone records, such a usual peasant biography of that time began to study at the tver exemplary courses of the command staff of the worker of the peasant red army in 1920. and

there he is told by the commander. you can be great, but you sing so boy that we can probably manage without you, the rider. you are a man's son to moscow. here's a direction for you to study at the conservatory in 1921-25. lemeshev studied at the moscow conservatory for a while. this was yesterday. you run after cows in the village, and then once you get to the conservatory you get a ticket to the life of 1926. lemeshev made his professional debut stage at the sverdlovsk opera and ballet theater in 1931 was invited to the bolshoi theater in moscow well , of course, when the war began, this favorite of the whole country for all the data. lemeshev answered immediately, refused to leave for evacuation to kuibyshev, but began to travel with the front-line brigades of the bolshoi theater on the front line to perform in the brief minutes between battles before the fighters, the war went through a debate. in the most literal sense, because of the performance in cold , unequipped halls. or just in the open

air, he fell ill with pneumonia, and later he developed tuberculosis, the doctors had to turn off the right lung of the singer. forbidding him to sing in the future. but stop singing. lemeshev could not. it was worse than death for him. sergei, of course, i didn’t know that he began to develop the remaining lungs and achieved the fact that he began to sing again and not just sing as part of home music making, but seriously really perform on the stage of the bolshoi theater at first it was one or two performances together, but already in 1948 he fully returned to the stage , figuratively speaking, a front-line wound. he i also overcame the feat of kobzon, who, all drugged with painkillers, went on the donbass stage and sang for 5 hours, and the feat of lemeshev is one thing. military correspondents and the poet semyon pegov i also know in 2014. it was he who introduced me to

arsenal, motorola pavel in the midst of the battles for the donetsk airport. it is with him, not discouraged, restless, impatient, bright, always cheerful seed, over all these years, they have driven hundreds of kilometers along the roads of donbass. pegov, of course, is an incredible phenomenon both military and human and which is very important, the poetic in our country has matured from somewhere . this is a ridiculous notion of poets who are so creative that any draft can blow them away. this is the right word, some kind of nonsense, if you know at least a little the history of russian poetry, where pushkin, who was eager for any war, had 26 muzzle stories, where lermontov is the commander of the cossack special forces, where there are many, many names up to the whole, like you military commanders of the finnish war of the polish campaign to ukraine and belarus in 1939 and the great patriotic pegov from among them, he direct them the heir, semyon, was recently wounded,

fortunately. he did not step on this damned petal of a mine - which schizophrenics scatter all over the place anywhere on the run, stepped on it, leaving the firing zone, kicked this petal with his foot, so he managed much fewer losses than he could soon return to the ranks. he is already running around on crutches to shoot the shelling in donetsk, his indefatigable soul, and i hoped sinfully that pegov would finally collect the long-awaited book of poems, because he is a poet of unique strength. here is one of his new poems gemini are called and it does not matter. what is the weight of the length of posture grown by mothers or fathers, not even brothers, burning in a tank automatically becomes a gemini half-haired and fathers and milk boys very quickly eat, how fun it is to take and erase age sensors, getting

into the front of a plague mess and let the trenches exaggerate in artillery hell quarries. we are not named, brother in november the reds are just one piece of advice from me. remember, never lose in the bustle of the bloody in battle fiery whirlwind hiv bag of the icon of the holy barbara intercessor from sudden death. it is clear what names come first when they remember the legendary military commanders of that great war simonov dolmatovsky, on a par with chats , it is important to recall here that all of them, as befits a russian poet, first experienced the hardships and deprivation of military service even before the great patriotic war. simonov hastened dolmatov on kholkin-gol in the belorussian campaign of the thirty- ninth year, and then on finnish narovchatov, also on finnish. yes, and almost everyone in their generation

rushed to any conflict, as if there is peace in the storms, if we recall the words of another poet and warriors, but now i will risk recalling another name that is much less often remembered for this officer pavel shubin pegov smolensk shubin orlovsky village of chernovo yelets district, oryol province, now the lipetsk region eleventh child in the family born in 1914. well, as expected, then at the age of 15 he left for leningrad to study in 1937. he published his first collection of poems. well, then the war. or rather, several wars in a row in the winter of forty-second years with the cavalry corps of general belov, shubin passed through this lamp of the enemy, fellow soldiers recall his amazing endurance, unpretentiousness and skill. courage to be friends with courage once pavel shubin himself to the limit, tired in battle, dragged 4 km on himself through the impassable mud of a comrade to the hospital, and

then walked the same amount of impassable roads to convey the latest news to the guy's telegraph office. if you do not remember who shubin is then, i will easily prove to you that you know this name. it was shubin who wrote the words to one of the greatest songs great patriotic war, volkhovskaya table. he is the author of the wonderful songs alyonushka, known by alexander vertinsky, everything that you have lived and gone through. illuminated, dear forever motherland of childhood, dear remember him, the command tried to protect. therefore, so that he goes into battle more than once. once give an explanation to the general why he

is a warrior and his photojournalist? we went from the rifle company to the attack. shubin said. well, we couldn't go back when everyone went forward, the spitting image ran, in short, which is more than once or twice, and not even 22 natural went that assault groups to capture the fortifications. during the years of the great patriotic soviet-japanese war, shubin served as a front-line correspondent in the volkhov karelian direction in the far east and manchuria, he earned the order of the red star and medals, but plus that, in fact, the great poet shubin survived, where it was very difficult to survive, but he died at the fatal age of 37 in 1951, suddenly, deafeningly, he sat down on a bench from a heart attack and died. we must love our warriors, poets. now on time, not postponing for later for anyone americans are secretly preparing biological bombs. why do the goals are directed and professionally and how the bloodiest

japanese killer is connected with these developments, the dirty trail of washington and the mystery 731 in a special edition of the new sensational investigation based on real events on sunday at target 20 on ntv, the task is the following to create a combined experimental operational group from lenovo to the admiralty district department of internal affairs five staff positions. i'm in. i also agree, because i have to fight to the end. well, so that only super-professionals stole in this team for bottling. oh well, the great detectives of the deduction master have arrived, hear you would be silent, these teeth can be each of them. maybe a lot together. they can do whatever they want. from monday at 22:10 on

ntv and, of course, we cannot but mention anna dolgova. this is one of the main poetic voices of the ongoing war, a girl from kharkov, who first moved to kiev before the war, and from there to moscow, where anna became quite a well-known poet before the war, and then of her own free will, no one persecuted chose life and work in the donbass, where she faced unimaginable hardships and buried her beloved who went to the militia and died and remained among her people. there in the donbass among the huge people. mordva burned buryat chechen, kalmyk, united russian warrior, who used to go into the gun and melt and burn burn, burning defeating death. so, through the leaves and the

gray rain, russia is visible from end to end, and a person remembers the light and the evening looks, leaving. or is it her prayers still on the border with a war zone next to the most powerful tanks in the world. i live in a rented apartment. i think, one and two and three and four songs leisya yes , the banner is uplifted. i think she wrote about a disabled girl from kiev. i dreamed about you today. i'm waiting for you to visit. i remember how blood is pouring, legs come off, bones are broken, this memory has eaten away everything inside me. i saw it near lugansk and near donetsk red steppe. i think survive. i pray for a russian officer for a ukrainian conscript. it 's fragile. my faith saved no one while i sit back against the battery. let it all be over

quickly turn off the light. the night will be full of monsters, but is my country right or wrong? this is my country. speaking about anya, we remember her great predecessors olga berggolts margarita aliger. yulia dronina yulia dronina, born on may 10, 1924 , as soon as a seventeen-year-old girl struck then, she enrolled in a volunteer sanitary squad, worked in a hospital near mozhaisk with the red cross society, participating in the construction of defensive fortifications at the age of 17, let me remind you, forty-first year, then for the first time in her life she came under bombardment, during which the girl got lost and wandered until she came across a soldier of an infantry regiment who needed a nurse, so yulia drunina, ended up at the front from childhood, from my poems at once, as the wind blew both gypsies and cowboys and pampas with lamps and beautiful ones. yes, so

she became an instructor of the 667th infantry regiment, 218th infantry division. i came from school to the dugouts. raw from a lovely lady in mate, because the name is closer than russia could not find the work of a nurse at the front to save wounded crippled men who need to be carried out from the field, battle, under fire, young girls endured save hundreds of lives, and when necessary they themselves went into battle with the enemy. i've only once seen a hand arable once in reality and a thousand times in a dream. whoever says that it's not scary in war, he also knows nothing about war yulia drunina. julia drunina, was wounded in one of the battles, by a fragment of shells in her neck. not realizing the severity of the wound. just bandaged. she continued her work of saving lives at some point of strength. they suddenly left her. she lost consciousness, woke up in a

hospital bed, the fragment was a few millimeters from the carotid artery. a little more, she would have died after being wounded. dignity instructor, drunina was recognized as an invalid and a commission. returning to moscow, she tried to enter a literary institute. but then she didn’t manage to stay in the capital, when the war was going on, she didn’t want to, and by hook or by crook again broke through to front hitting the 1038th self-propelled artillery regiment of the third baltic front along with the regiment. she liberated the pskov region and the baltic states in november 1944. after a severe shell shock, the dronin was finally commissioned for the war. she graduated as a foreman of the medical service with the order of the red star and a medal for the blade. such were the people, she lived to be ninety. and unable to bear the collapse of the power of the country for which she fought, for which thousands of amazing guys, boys, men, died before her eyes, she committed suicide, and many then had a holiday, however, for many it still does not

end due to the collapse of the ussr, how did the evil empire collapse? and when i think about drunina, i hate all these people with all my being, and when i think about anya for a long time, for example, today's young, beautiful and at the same time proud of her soviet homeland, our knowledge is in love with red. i think, well, not all is lost when girls like this are born. one of the discoveries of the current war, whether musical or virtuoso violinist pyotr lunston from the seven of those same lunstrs of the legendary soviet womensmen has become human, pyotr has already given an uncountable number of concerts on the half of the front lines, and he often plays under shelling. in the most literal sense, under shelling, he does not lose his composure.

and how many tons of humanitarian aid he collected and distributed on those lands, he himself probably does not remember donbass, this etalon writes. peter onstrum donbass is the best version of the best of us donbass stands on the borders of orthodox russia when we played the concert walls shook from explosions, and two squads or a platoon of soldiers who meekly listened to

classical music might have thought that tomorrow they would leave the location and did not return. why do we come to donbass why do we return there over and over again, because this is a clot of pure energy of concentration, the core of the patriotic movement , its strength and power, the people who did not betray here in the donbass are not lost generations here in the donbass and in the form of peter, surprised and rejoicing, they involuntarily remember him another fate of the violinist victor andreevich miroshnikov, a participant in the great patriotic war. he fought heroically viktor miroshnikov received awards for the defense of stalingrad and sevastopol for the assault on nigsberg. he was seriously wounded, but the violin went with him throughout the war ; viktor andreevich miroshnikov was treated in the hospital after being seriously wounded with him at the forefront in dolgovpils . here his violin playing was heard by the director of the music school. paul krumim less,

who collected symphony orchestras. the soldier said that he did not have time to finish the last fourth year schools. then he went to fight, except for the smaller one, he invited a front-line soldier to work. as a result, miroshnikov raised himself. a whole galaxy of violinists in that same dolgov drank, where miroshnikov and others like him otherwise , as occupiers, today they are not called such a famous picture nocturne 1943, he is called viktor andreevich miroshnikov told how this picture appeared on march 13, forty-three, our thirty-third guards division, took by storm, nashakhtinsk. the city lay, in the ruins in battle, especially distinguished scouts for them, grigory and i vakulenko, the accordionist, whom you see in the picture and played, it was very cold at first, the fingers were cramping the bow . he didn’t obey the overcoat and i threw it off. i saw how the faces of the fighters brightened, how the bloody attacks on this world were forgotten. i understood

what these people, who were not spared by the war, needed, they listened to me and later admitted that they remembered the home of the mothers of the bride's wives, the music was not slime, the joy they listened to never happened. i had such a grateful audience that a front-line photojournalist came to the division then. jacob khalib and a poet. konstantin simonov, they were also at that front-line concert, i don’t remember playing. i was an actor then, but the photographer named his shots exactly like that and very accurately talk about how vakulenko should not be confused with a rapper. bastoy would look at the nazi procession in lviv today, we will not risk it. we only talked about a few poets, military commanders , musicians, performers, of course, there are many more of them, but there are not so many of them yet, as it was then, they all did not fit into one program. but if i called all their names, i would have time for minute while during the great patriotic war , 42,000 artists performed at the front, and attention served as military commanders.