Утро с Владимиром Соловьёвым - Мир сошёл с ума. 26.01.2012 - ч1 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

World has gone mad.

Every day, most of us come home from work and turn on the TV. Entertainment programs, advertising and television series are often similar to the theater of the absurd, it seems that the world has gone crazy. What other evidence do you have of this fact? Vladimir Solovyov and Anna Shafran discussed this and much more with listeners and experts of Vesti FM in the program “Morning with Vladimir Solovyov. Full contact.” Solovyov: No, I still thought and thought, thought and thought, thought and thought and understood... Shafran: Yes. And what did you understand? Solovyov: The people have no future. Our country has no future. Not only ours, but humanity in general. Saffron: So, what brought you to such sad thoughts? Solovyov: The last thing that got me was an advertisement where a guy raises his hands and some kind of unreal fire fountain of crap shoots out of his armpits, and a woman says that at the first meeting she didn’t like him right away. Moreover, to imagine that a stream of sweat hits a woman’s face, and she continues to calmly communicate with the man, the first feeling arises that she is completely crazy... Haven’t you seen this advertisement, An? Saffron: I frantically remember something and realize that I didn’t see it. Solovyov: You know, I understood that advertisers are making increasingly vile advertisements, but this surpasses everything. It's some kind of Ax Dry or some other crap. But okay, I’m used to the fact that our women talk with washing powder, as you and I have already discussed, and go to the Bolshoi Theater with “Laska”. I'm used to the fact that modern scientists have found out that it turns out that there is no G-spot, and that in vain a whole generation of men broke their fingers. That is, this is all clear. I took it in stride when a huge study was carried out to find out which part of the body gives the most pleasure from scratching, and despite the famous song about the Chinese and Aunt Hai, what's your package from Shanghai, it turned out that it was the ankle. No, I'm used to everything! I’ve even come to terms with the fact that Stas Mikhailov sings. Saffron: Oh my god! Solovyov: I’ve even come to terms with what Elena Vaenga calls dance, this painful trampling of the stage floor. I have come to terms with everything! Shafran: Stas Mikhailov doesn’t go on our air without Elena Vaenga. Just nearby, all together. Soloviev: Aren’t they Siamese twins, joined by “half-butts”? Saffron: Well, of course, of course! This is our discovery! Soloviev: No, I’m sure that they are Siamese twins, joined at the “half butt.” I’ll tell you more, sometimes it seems to me that this is the same person, he just turns around quickly on stage. "Stas Mikhailov performs!" - he comes out, then once - he turns his back, and there is Elena Vaenga. I was sure that this was exactly the case. Are you saying no? Shafran: I think this is a reason to listen to Stas Mikhailov again. Solovyov: I realized that in our country Love is exclusively Wagner, and when we talk about Wagner, people think that we are talking about the CSKA football player. Telling someone that there was another Wagner is meaningless. Do you want to listen to Wagner? They say to you: “What, Wagner Love has already started singing?” Great country! Shafran: Have you read Mozart, I hope, Vladimir Rudolfovich? Solovyov: I wrote for him myself! Just don’t say that just listening to Vesti FM radio, you are convinced that the world has gone crazy. What other evidence do you have of the madness of the world? And if you were God, would you really preserve such humanity?