Our people are given the heavens a feeling of shit. There are no analogues to this word in other languages and no synonyms will save. Every Russian thought, if not directly mentioned, has it in mind. At the beginning there was a feeling, then a depressing and at the same time enthusiastic feeling, which was later picked up with such a perfectly accurate word - PIZDEC. We know him in all his fullness and nuances. We know that its particles are permeated with the whole space, and there is little chance enough for the shit to reach a critical mass and explode with an incredibly bright flash, burning some human hopes and illuminating others. Pizdec is neither good nor bad, it is, as a non-formulated Russian idea, as an elementary particle with an unexplained charge. Plus and minus at the same time. To ban shit, as a word of course can be, but how to name what we face daily and the signals of what we catch with the entire width of our Russian soul? c) by S. Schnurov.