When the society will no longer be interested in those who make faces recognizable due to their scandalous and dirty stories. Let a real hero come to replace them.
Queen of the Plebeians
The TV program "Question for a Million" with the host Lera Kudryavtseva was criticized by Alla Pugacheva. But why, in principle, no one was surprised by the topic of this program, but only one Diva was indignant? Here's the million dollar question. Maybe because for the celebration of her seventieth birthday, she did not distinguish herself in anything special? What can you remember when you say the name of a given person?
It also recalls the civil act of the famous talented surgeon Leonid Roshal. This far from young man was already in 2002 in the Theater Center on Dubrovka, when terrorists seized more than 900 hostages, risking his life as he could to save them. “I wanted to be with the hostages as a doctor. I had to do something alone. I cannot endanger others. I can risk my own life, but how can I put other lives at stake? And there are actually a lot of such people. They are quite famous both in their circles and the general public, and their names are associated with something really good and bright.
"Skits" and nothing more
Kapustnik - amateur performances organized for a narrow circle (for their own). So today, the singing fraternity of Russian show business (nanobusiness) is outdated and boring, and therefore catastrophically uninteresting that it is high time to stop tormenting the stage and your useless vocal cords. And what does the skit have to do with it? It's simple. When will the creators of the Russian stage finally leave for the kitchens in their "chic huts in the mud or princes"? And the geographical location of their "imperial palaces" is not important. And when they sing there, the best time will come. A time of divine silence that conquered the boring and mediocre sound. As long as each of their "bunch" they will pass off as immortal works. And it doesn't matter if it's a song or what they've eaten for breakfast, a house they've built, or another marriage for tremendous love (as always, the only and final one). It seems that this clowning has come forever. Or maybe our society does not deserve anything better? But who should be interested in the intimate life of a seventy-year-old man? You can dig around and find something bigger in this character than with whom you slept or who and how you had it.
Owners of untold wealth
The second topic for "secular" conversations is necessarily their "myriad states". Yes, a truly rich person will not shout about it at every corner. Big money loves silence. And if the information comes out, then it is not from the mouth of the owner of the capital. He wants to be the last to discuss it. And not because everything was obtained dishonestly. Not at all. Such a person understands that his privilege to live much better than a large mass of ordinary average people does not only give him the right to boast, but indicates the modesty (not secrecy) of his behavior in relation to the latter.
This is the only way to balance the tangible social preponderance and not cause anger on the part of modestly living people. So why is there no righteous anger towards our homegrown show oligarchs? On the contrary, there is reverent interest and joy. Yes, because everyone understands that they are putting their pennies on display. Because it's just a penny. And if a hut is built on several floors with elevators, then this is nothing, let them live like a human being.
Rampant mediocrity
The great Faina Ranevskaya once said that "Talent is self-doubt and painful dissatisfaction with oneself and one's shortcomings, which I have never met with mediocrity."What smug faces the local elite! They, you just look, will burst from their pomp and pomp. The gray in its fifty shades is trying to prove that it is capable of being outstanding. It's unthinkable. I would like a magic janitor with a huge broom to come and clean the cluttered space. Or let that circus come back and take away the remaining clowns, bringing melancholy and hopelessness.
How not to become a fan of a celestial
Summarizing all of the above, it should be noted that, having ceased to be actively interested in the life of media personalities, like their photoshopped faces, having ceased to copy them, one can significantly reduce the intensity of passions around worthless celestials. If you are interested in the real necessary things in life, carefully examine the people living nearby, then you will definitely notice that they are actually better, more valuable and more versatile than those who, with artificial smiles, hiding their contempt for everyone and everything, win refined love. Gloss has long lost its appeal. One must learn to see beauty in the simplest and most common. After all, if you look at it, the home-grown "firmches" are a bad copy of Western show business stars. So isn't it better to stick to your own traditions and, finally, love Russian culture in all its beauty and diversity. Spectator indifference is the best sabotage for talentless Russian show business. At present, patriotism must first of all pass into the plane of culture and art, since it is here that the fundamental foundations of social life are formed.
