Magnitsky, Mikhail Leontievich. Magnitsky, Mikhail Leontievich 33 Rogozin said that after the accident of the Soyuz launch vehicle he would demand an inspection of enterprises in the rocket and space industry
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In 1823, a special “department of constitutions” was established, English, French and Polish, “with an accusatory purpose.” Professors of all faculties and departments, not excluding medicine, were obliged to preach the superiority of Holy Scripture over science. Thus, it was proposed to teach political economy from the Bible. In the same 1823, Magnitsky spoke to the main board of schools with a denunciation against the Moscow professor Davydov, whom he accused of “following the godless teaching of Schelling,” and proposed to completely destroy the teaching of philosophical sciences at universities. This was opposed by both many teachers and members of the main board of schools (such as Laval).
The very life of the students in Kazan was subject to the strictest rules of monastic discipline and filled with exercises in piety. With this order in place, denunciations and intrigues arose within the university, and local society began to squeamishly shun him.
Magnitsky process
Mentions in classical Russian literature
Another interesting denunciation against Köppen regarding his publication of “Bibliographic Sheets” (“Readings in the Moscow Society of History and Antiquities”, 1864, II), “Two Speeches of the Trustee of the Kazan Educational District” (Kazan, 1827-28) and imbued with pietism “Instructions for inspection of schools in the Kazan district" ("Russian archive", 1867).
After his fall, M. L. Magnitsky published under the pseudonym K-ts-n-g-m “Historical. almanac" (M., 1832), and then, settling in Revel, he directed the monthly magazine "Rainbow", the publisher of which was Burger, a teacher at the Revel gymnasium. This magazine, published in 1832-33, was the prototype of “Mayak”, “Home Conversation”, and other publications. In "Rainbow" mockery of Western education and Western philosophy in particular prevailed, which did not prevent the then Minister of Public Education, Prince Lieven, from establishing a mandatory subscription to the magazine in the educational institutions under his jurisdiction. Among the articles that certainly belong to Magnitsky himself, the following are interesting: “Fragments from a philosophical mosaic, a steppe hermit, M. Prostodumov, a landowner with. Spassky, Saratov province." The author proves that “religion alone is the thing that protects science from rotting.” Philosophy, “coldly blasphemous in England, intricately abusive in France, crudely sensual in Spain, theosophical-Illuminati in Germany,” always only “clothed heresies in new forms.” “The Voice over Hegel’s Coffin” ends with the words: “May Hegel be freed in the eternal world for his earthly wisdom, and may the philosopher have access to the life he did not want! but may the traces of his philosophy on earth be erased with his death!
In the article “The Fate of Russia” directed against Karamzin, he anticipates the ideas of Slavophilism that arose later. Polemicizing with a historian who wrote about the period of Tatar rule as stopping the development of Russia, Magnitsky says: “The philosophy of Christ does not yearn for the fact that there was a Tatar period that removed Russia from Europe, it rejoices in this, for it sees that its oppressors, the Tatars, were her rescuers from Europe.” “The oppression of the Tatars and removal from Western Europe were, perhaps, the greatest blessing for Russia, for they preserved the purity of the faith of Christ in it”... “In order to surpass Europe, Russia, instead of drawing closer to Europe, moved away from it”... Moving on to the reforms of Peter, Magnitsky declares , that “rapprochement with Europe was not necessary at all for it (Russia), as is usually thought, but for Europe itself,” which Russia had to renew and cleanse.
Memories of Mikhail Leontievich Magnitsky. Article A.S. Sturdzy / Communication. N.V. Nevodchikov // Russian Archive, 1868. - Ed. 2nd. - M., 1869. - St. 926-938. .
Magnitsky spent his early years in an orphanage, his youth in dormitories, and his youth either in a Euro apartment or in a construction trailer. The hero’s career path is quite ordinary: from a researcher to a street ice cream seller. Making his way through the obstacles of everyday problems, which the fateful planet throws at a person in abundance, he tries not to lose sight of the cherished, almost fairy-tale image of family improvement, invented back in the orphanage backyards.
8. Everyone always needs such women
Sanya Derevyankin was sitting at the same computer that Victor had already mentally chosen for his work, blinking tensely at the screen.
Just like in the old days, when I worked at the computer center day and night as a system programmer.
- Sanya, what fate?
- Oh, don't tell me.
Sanya didn’t have to talk; Magnitsky already knows a lot about him. When meeting with acquaintances, people first exchanged information about what was new about Sanya, a good half of the city knew him, and if he were a politician, he would not have left the front pages of newspapers, easily winning any elections.
Days and nights they called him for free consultations, sometimes they stole him like a bride and took him somewhere to Akademgorodok, where the learned systems engineers could not overcome another glitch in UNIX.
Then the good old machines were replaced by desktop computers, where the systems engineer had no room to turn around. Oh, how Sanya swore at this disgrace that any person on the street could work at. He remained an expert on RSX and UNIX. When the Union was cancelled, Sanya worked for some time in one office, then in another, even worked for a Moscow company providing an oil pipeline to the Caspian Sea, then suddenly he took his family and left for the village, where, according to rumors, he became a simple fireman and cattleman. And now here again.
- Glad to see you. What are we doing?
– So this... Olga was puzzled by the transfer of databases for tasks from SM to personal computer. There's an hour and a half of work left.
There are black circles under Sanya’s black gypsy eyes, and the portrait is completed by a thick black beard, repeatedly curled around his finger and sticking out in different directions.
The clock shows fifteen minutes past ten, the authorities are delayed.
- Do you have a bun?
- I have no. But Olga will come and bring pies or buns. I bet you anything that now the files have finally been reformatted,” he jumped out of the door of the computer room with a floppy disk in his hand and plopped down in a chair at the computer. - Well, shall we argue?
“I bet,” Magnitsky agreed without much enthusiasm.
More buns, less buns... and you have to do something to support the workaholic.
- Damn compote! What nonsense? I don’t understand a damn thing,” Derevyankin took out a cigarette with trembling hands and put it in his mouth.
“You should go home, have lunch, and get some sleep.” After the night you can’t think of anything - I’m fixated.
– On the contrary, the process cannot be interrupted now.
Leaning back in his chair, Sanya watched with interest the chandelier, where, apparently, a couple of curious ideas had been stuck since the night about how to switch from the SM-ki format to the personal computer format and transfer the ill-fated database from magnetic tapes to floppy disks.
- Oh, that’s it, that’s where the dog is buried! – he pulled the tape and in one jump disappeared into the dark abyss of the computer room, like a paratrooper eager for battle in an airplane hatch, sneezing on a parachute.
-Where is the dog buried? – Olga entered the room, dragging a large package.
“There,” Victor pointed to the door behind which the systems engineer had just disappeared. “We haven’t been able to dig it up for the second day.” The guard dies, but does not surrender.
“Everyone is here, the workers, and I stopped by on the way to the savings bank.” Did you manage to accomplish anything overnight?
“We’ll see now,” Derevyankin was already looking sternly at the screen. – It’s still a big question, you know, there’s such a thing... well, in general, it’s a long story...
- Let's put some tea? Viktor Fedorovich, bring some water. By the way, how are you doing?
– Excellent as always.
There were no lights on in the corridor, either they decided to save on electricity, or on electrics, most likely the latter. A squat figure walked from door to door, peering at signs with company names.
Who is the beetle Kotomkin, the gravedigger of small computers, looking for here?
– Can you tell me where to find the Inform-Buro company?
– Why do you need this company, old alcoholic?
- Ah... it's you. How is it here?
– Don’t you see? – Magnitsky shook the teapot in front of his friend’s nose. - Working.
- This is by the way. I need Olga Dalskaya.
- Everyone needs her. Everyone always needs such women, but not everyone gets them.
– Did anyone else ask?
“It’s just been pouring out in droves since the morning, and give everyone a director right away.”
Kotomkin began to move impatiently, trying to scratch his left ear with his right shoulder, his face reflected inexpressible suffering from the impossibility of such essentially simple things.
“Damn it, I hope they didn’t intercept you,” he muttered and hurried into the office.
Olga immediately took Kotomkin to a small hall, where in the darkness and coolness, to the sound of air conditioners, a morally outdated SM was cheerfully winking with light bulbs, unaware of her imminent death.
For Victor, the reason for Kotomkin’s appearance and why Sanya spends his days and nights here became clear; everything is tied into one knot. The remaining tasks are transferred to personal computers, the obsolete machine is written off, and the gold-bearing boards are sold to Kotomkin, who sells them through his channels to his Armenian brothers. This is a small Eldorado of perestroika times, an Armenian Eldorado combined with a Kotomkin one. Small business in a small country. But something didn’t work out between Kotomkin and Olga, or, as the Order-bearer of the Friendship of Peoples, Standartenführer Stirlitz, said, something didn’t work out. They left the computer room mutually dissatisfied with each other.
“If you decide, call, this is the real price,” Kotomkin stomped on the threshold, again tried to reach his right ear with his left shoulder, but Olga was already near Sanya and was looking only at the screen.
“Goodbye,” Kotomkin said with undisguised bitterness, suspecting that his competitors had jumped him.
Perhaps not without reason. Olga is not only beautiful, but an intelligent lady, and also with character, you won’t fool her with chaff.
“Goodbye, buddy,” Victor said sympathetically. - Just come in, don’t forget. Otherwise, stay and drink tea.
But he had to hurry to another gold-bearing place, otherwise his competitors would overtake him there too.
Sanya didn’t even notice the guest, he ran from SM to the staff, covered in chicken. The unlit cigarette was still stuck in his mouth. Victor slowly formed the structure of the database. Write a simple interface, fill it with information and start real work that brings in money. The ideal life is closer than ever.
Olga expressed her thoughts to Derevyankin, Sanya paid little attention to her advice and brushed it off. He fell silent in his chair, again raising his eyes to the ceiling, like a holy virgin who has just been promised an immaculate conception:
- That’s it, brothers, if this doesn’t pass now, I’ll go home to the children, otherwise my wife will kill me... Hurray! Finally formed. Olga, check.
Olga sat down on a chair nearby, and they began to figure out how many and what records were in the files.
So, the miracle happened.
– Today, as I knew that we would have a holiday about the happy transfer of information, I brought homemade liqueur.
- Wow, great!
– More pies, tomatoes, butter and sprats. Pretzel with raisins.
- Pretzel? “It’s good,” said Sanya, “and it’s even better with butter.” In the village I got used to lard. Onions, lard, rye bread, well, boiled potatoes, nothing else is needed, moonshine, of course. True, moonshine melts your brain. Alcohol is much better in this regard; there are no fusel oils, you understand.
Olga covered the table with paper, poured tea and made sandwiches.
– I’m stronger, I’m used to chifir in the stoker. Victor, do you happen to have a couple of millions to patent your invention?
– Quite by chance I don’t have it with me. Innovation is not my business at all.
- It's clear. There is an idea for a program that condenses any information according to a geometric progression. First, very quickly, twice, then slower, twice more, and so on until the size desired by the user. Converting space into time. The idea is simple, like... - Sanya looked around the dining table, - like a boiled egg.
Magnitsky, following Olga, also carefully examined the table. Unfortunately, no eggs were found.
– The idea is on the surface, people are walking around, stumbling over it, so I want to patent it first, and this requires two million.
- I understand, but, unfortunately, I don’t have
- Yes, a decent amount. Then let's go have a smoke.
“Don’t forget, Sasha, that it’s time for you to go to your family,” Olga reminded.
- I remember, I remember. Let's talk a little more and then I'll go. Where can I get away from them?
In the men's smoking room they discussed the compilation of information for a long time.
“Listen,” Derevyankin hesitated at the end, “not for service, but for friendship, show me to the tram stop.” At night the roof moved slightly, for some reason I’m terribly afraid to cross the road. I'm sure they'll shoot you down.
- Okay, that's what I said, let's go.
They crossed the road when the light was green, but at the same time they were almost hit by a car turning illegally. Sanya looked meaningfully at Magnitsky, hinting that the premonition should not be neglected, got on the tram and left, Magnitsky safely returned to his workplace.
Having laid out pieces of paper with the database architecture on the table, he created it step by step, feeling a little like God on the first day.
– Did Kotomkin come to pick up the boards from SM?
Olga nodded and frowned.
“We may be in a prone position, but we are not carrion yet.” He offered thirty thousand per gram, but he’s not the only one buying, now we need to call two more places, let them come, look and take it away. Are you getting anything done?
– We are moving forward little by little.
They have guests all day, on or without business. Either people in respectable jackets and ties, or officials - inspectors, or former employees and employees running in for old times' sake, but most of all, peddlers of all sorts of goods from combs and hairpins, soap and tights to Herbalife, nutritional supplements and lotteries with multimillion-dollar winnings, most often these are also old acquaintances.
After lunch, former electrician Andrei brought a huge checkered bag, stuffed to the brim, and, as a former colleague, launched an advertising campaign for clothes made at the Ivanovo factory, where his aunt works.
Jackets, suits, dresses – there’s just so much stuff packed into this mobile shop. Having drank some tea, he enthusiastically got down to business, starting with a strange-looking jacket, assuring that the thing was created exclusively for the director’s wonderful figure, that it harmonizes incredibly well with it, in general, it will fit like a glove, pleasing the eyes of those around him. Olga chuckled shyly and did not immediately agree to try it on:
“Nothing will suit me, Andryusha,” she pushed away the package, which the old woman, puffing and groaning, pulled out from the very depths of the storage bag.
– Who is asking you to buy? Do I need someone's money? My God, just try it on, try it on, what if it’s beautiful? It’s a purely aesthetic pleasure to try on beautiful clothes.
Olga pulled on a shaggy jacket that looked like it was made from a red camel blanket.
Victor tactfully turned to the screen.
Andryusha was incredibly delighted, almost crawled on the floor, offering her his hand and heart, which greatly spoiled Magnitsky’s mood, then, having received a refusal, began to assure that any normal man in his place would have done the same, because there is no way to resist opportunities as soon as you see a lady in this chic club jacket. He called on Victor to confirm that he was right, but he continued to work intently. His taste, according to the peddler, is completely and irrevocably spoiled by socialist realism.
The impromptu bazaar ended with the fact that, having had a decent snack, drunk tea and even drank a glass from the leftover liqueur, but without foisting anything on anyone, Andryusha collected his belongings scattered on the tables, once again tossing each one into the air as a farewell, crumpling it, rustling it, and slipping it to Olga under his breath, and only after this procedure he hid the goods in the bottomless belly of the bag.
“Yes,” he continued in a cheerful tone, “things are going well, the office writes, if they give a ruble, they’ll write down two.” I don’t know where to spend the night today, brothers. My rent for the room has expired,” he looked questioningly at Olga, then at Victor, “...I’ll have to go to the suburbs, to my cousin’s, far away... mm... inconvenient. But you will have to. Okay, off I go! Ciao!
Magnitsky looked at his watch. Perhaps it’s time for him too. The lesson with Stasik started at five o’clock, you can get there in fifteen minutes, or maybe forty, depending on your luck with the trolleybus, so I collected the papers in a pile and turned off the computer.
- Already? – Olga asked mockingly.
– Bosses always think that their subordinates leave service early. We need to earn a little extra money for dinner.
-Are you going to cut wood for old ladies?
- Are you joking? You won’t find such easy work these days during the day.
This time the door was opened by Anna Georgievna.
- Stasik is not here, but he will come soon, let’s go to the kitchen, Viktor Fedorovich, we’ll drink tea.
Anna Georgievna spoke with delight about her week-long vacation, about the amazing mud baths that literally put her back on her feet.
The kitchen looks nice, there are flowers everywhere on the walls, artificial and real, the furniture is in light colors and is also cute. I immediately thought that he wouldn’t have something like this for a long time, maybe never. Half an hour passed in a pleasant conversation when Anna Georgievna showed the first signs of anxiety.
- Where is he, huh? He promised to come on time, but he’s a scoundrel.
She looked questioningly at Magnitsky, as if he were an expert on children’s souls, who knew much more about the younger generation than she did, waiting for an answer.
Magnitsky modestly took homemade cookies from a huge dish, took a bite, and said with admiration that he had not eaten anything more wonderful for a long time.
End of introductory fragment.
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