Russian writer Vitaly Kartsev, who lives in Munich in 1982, gets the opportunity to be in Moscow in 2042.
Preparing for the trip, he meets his classmate Bukashev Leszek, who made a career in the KGB line in the USSR and their meeting was not accidental, because Leshka knew about his interesting trip.
In the midst of the charges he was again called by a friend, Leopold, and said to go urgently to Canada, and then Zilberovich called, on behalf of Karnavalov Sim Simych.
Carnival in the past zek, then worked in kindergarten, heated furnace, was an ascetic and wrote a lot. He conceived a great work in 60 volumes, “The Great Zone.” He was “discovered” in the capital, then he managed to print abroad, quickly gaining fame. All the authorities began to
Karnavalov instructed Kartseva to take to Moscow 36 ready volumes of his “Big Zone” and a letter to “The future rulers of Russia.”
So he went to Moscow in 2042. First of all he saw 5 portraits on the terminal. One of them is not clear why, but it looked like a portrait of Lesha Bukashev.
To those people who flew along with it run up people with guns and load them into an armored personnel carrier. Kartsev himself, they do not touch, because he was followed by other military – 2 women and 3 men. They introduced themselves as members of the jubilee Pentagon, which was entrusted with the 100th anniversary of Kartsev. After all, he is a classic of the preliminary literature, which is studied in the training enterprises of the communist movement. He himself did not understand anything at all, until these two women explained everything to him. It turns out that thanks to a single revolution, they had the prospect of developing communism in the same city, the former Moscow,
To begin building the movement, Moscow was surrounded by a 6-meter fence, with a barbed wire on top and guarded by shooting installations.
While Kartsev was in the office of natural dispatches, he also acquainted himself with the order to rename the river Klyazma to the Karl Marx River, an article on thrift and saw a newspaper in the form of a roll.
Having woken up in the morning, the writer left the hotel, in the courtyard, in which there was an unpleasant smell, as in a lavatory, saw a large queue to one kiosk, and people standing in it kept cans, pots and even night pots. He decided to ask the short-haired woman in the queue: “What do they give?” To which she replied that they do not give, but hand over. “And how is that? Later he saw a sign on the kiosk: “Who handles the secondary product, it is supplied perfectly” and remembered that he himself, having just arrived in Moscow, filled out a form for the surrender of the secondary product.
He walked through Moscow and many other things were surprised. I did not find on Basil Square the Cathedral of St. Basil the Blessed, the monument to Minin and Pozharsky, the Mausoleum, which, it turned out, was sold to the oil tycoon along with everything that was in it. The star on the Spassky Tower was tin, not ruby, as before, people wore military clothes, cars were gas or steam, but most of all there were armored personnel carriers. In general, the whole picture of poverty appeared before him. He went to a bite to enter a communist catering enterprise, on the facade of which hung the same poster as on a kiosk, where he met people with cans. In the menu there were cabbage soup from quinoa, natural water, jelly and pork vegetarian. Pork he could not, because it gave off the smell of the secondary product.
Instead of the “Aragvi” restaurant, there was a state experimental public house, in which disappointment awaited him again: customers with general needs were self-serving.
Then it turned out that the supreme Pentagon established for him increased needs, and the place where he accidentally ended up was intended for communists with common needs. Later he learned that the Genialissimo, who issued all the decrees in the city, was indeed Leshka Bukashev.
In many places, wherever he was, I saw the inscriptions of SIM “Sims” who were against the communist regime and were waiting for the return of Tsar Karnavalov.
Carnavalov himself by this time was frozen and stored in Switzerland. Communist rulers tried to persuade Kartsev to delete it from his book. Then they gave him to read his book, which he had never read or even written.
As a result, the writer did not agree to cross out the hero Karnavalov from his book, and at that time it was defroze and he solemnly entered Moscow on a white horse, established a monarchy for the whole of the USSR, Bulgaria, Poland and Romania. The population that had become impoverished from poverty went over to its side.
Instead of cars, he introduced live pulling power, replaced all sciences with God’s Law, Dal’s dictionary and the “Great Zone”, imposed corporal punishment, prescribed godly fear and modesty to women, and men wearing beards.
Kartsev himself went back to Moscow in 1982 and finished the same book.