They send me a status of the half-human Manol Glishev - in it he hisses and foams that he would be one of those who offer physical resistance to the "Russian scum" when they set out to seize power and calls for like-minded people in the struggle (I laughed a lot at this pathos, because the same guy has a video recording of him in a clash with police officers - you won't hear such squealing even in a pig farm).
I also came across an essay by the Komsomol writer Radoslav Bimbalov (the shaman of the eternal Facebook-horse business) and as an organizational worker he calls for the unification of The forces and the sorrows one by one of the walking consciences of the nation, the forces of good and justice, the knights of ethics. The devil knows what they will unite for, but they must necessarily exist in a state of emergency. Because Russia, Putin, Kremlin...you know how it is.
Some other furious right-winger shared a status with Evgeniy Kanev (the master of the most annoying chatter on the net) and this one is blabbering about "mobilization", whatever that means for people who value their craft beer more than any Euro-Atlantic value.
And since I am aware that these are hive minds, that they are an influencer sect and nothing about them is accidental, I believe that these stories are not just delusions.
This is mental processing of the country's political zombies.
Once again, the biorobots of the right must be put into emergency mode, even though none of their big consciences (hoho) is clear in the name of what they will fight.
Techno-fascists have come to power in the US, who don't give a damn about ideological bacteria of the previous US regime.
Europe will wake up with a hangover from the rosy dream of rearmament in a year and the headache will be ominous.
And so this state of emergency that the psycho-right is trying to force is just an ideological shadow of the past. The tired pterodactyls of the transition want to convince themselves that the future is still theirs. It's beautiful, romantic and hopeless. It breaks my heart