In June, the second period of the “Civil Agreement” and Nikol Pashinyan’s rule will end, which threatens to turn into the third. In our case, the metaphor “the time to collect the stones”, which is traditionally used in the assessment of the end of the term of power, has been tragically transformed into “the time to count the tombstones”.

In the past eight and especially in the last six years, Pashinyan’s government has increased not only the number of young people resting in the Armenian land, but also the graves that have been turned into roads and fairgrounds in the Armenian land handed over to Azerbaijan.

The idea of ​​the road is the basis of the actions of the CP, which made the asphalt a cult. Not the asphalt or dirt highway, but the road itself.

The summary assessment of the years of Nikol Pashinyan’s rule comes down to the roads. Closed Armenian and open Azeri-Turkish roads. He closed or allowed the road connecting Artsakh to Armenia to be closed, and after physically handing it over to the Azerbaijani border guards, he is now busy destroying the very idea of ​​the road called the “Road of Life” in the victorious times.

Next to the closed Armenian road, Pashinyan opens an Azeri-Turkish road with such servitude and dedication, as his bodyguards trample people to pave the way for his defiling entrances and embarrassing exits in churches.

Turning the “way of life” into an irreversible path of migration and death has also perverted the idea of ​​the border. The one who does not recognize borders in his vulgarity, absorbs the borders established by blood and scratches and the ideas of their importance like a meal of mallows, turning the map of Armenia into a dosh, a dosh, not a bell to be attached to the chest. The part of the society that dreams of roasting, convincing itself that the ever-loving pig eats “perashki” like itself, blinded by the illusion of gastric egalitarianism, does not mourn its own graves, but rejoices in the smoothness and shine of the roads leading to them.

The reason for this harmony of the collective public brain and the plane of the roads is the distortion and perversion of meanings, which Pashinyan has succeeded the most in the last eight years.

He managed to distort all the basic meanings, from homeland and patriotism to memory and dignity. And for the community living without meanings, it is not the secret of the roads, including the intangible roads connecting the past, present and future, that is important, but that they lead only to places of carnal revelry.

Pashinyan’s recent “unexpected appearances” in public, including at weddings and other gatherings, have this very purpose.

He is completing his plan to transform the nation with Charents’ “Book on the Road” into a nation proud of Tata’s “Chanaparh” stomach dance. In the meantime, showing bus ecstasies under the sounds of “Wherever you go, I’ll come with you” anti-aesthetic and once again corrupting the idea of ​​the road.

Garnik Gevorgyan

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