It seems I ought to write something about the nooscope. After all, it’s a milestone in the country’s history. Someday a textbook will say: in 2016, one of the leaders of Russia—a country that once prided itself on its scientific potential—became a man who claimed to have invented the nooscope. According to its inventor, the device is suitable “for studying the collective consciousness of humanity and registering, among other things, the invisible”.
There is no blueprint of the unique device yet, but the new head of the Presidential Administration of the Russian Federation describes how it works like this:
There.
I thought about it and realized that the best commentary on the nooscope in our lives is this video, which I saw around the same time the news broke about Vaino’s “scientific paper” being found.
Take a look.
And don’t tell me I’m oversimplifying or distorting things.
That the people out on the street are just idiots, while Vaino is some refined madman, clever enough to claw his way to the top.
It’s all the same thing. The country is run by genuinely deranged, sick perverts, and they hand power off to one another. They all just happen to have enough native cunning. They’ll cheat you in elections, shortchange you in a shop, and cut in line ahead of you. They understand perfectly well that you can act like a thug in the street completely legally—you just have to dress up like a clown, a “Cossack” (members of state-loyal quasi-traditional patrol groups). Go “on patrol” and wield power over passersby. You can steal as much as you like too—you just have to join “United Russia” (the ruling political party) and work in the Presidential Administration.
Very cunning, deceitful, slippery people. Very stupid. And yet, in everyday life, smarter than everyone around them. But they’re still insane. Dangerous lunatics who have gotten their hands on power and are destroying real science and education. Enemies of enlightenment.
In the Kremlin—the nooscope; out on the street—the fight against Pokémon. It’s not just a direct correlation; it works like an on/off switch. They spread the nooscope blueprints out on the table, and one level down they launch a raid against Pokémon, and somewhere a real scientist immediately dies of horror.
PS Just imagine: these are the same people in charge of reforming the Academy of Sciences. Academicians come to them, gaze ingratiatingly into their eyes, and beg them not to shut down yet another institute. “Anton Eduardovich, we are keeping up with the spirit of the times—we recently opened a department of nooscopy, and astonishing prospects are opening up before us.”