I never cease to be amazed at how differently the essence of the events and processes taking place in the world is presented in different countries.
The abyss that separates us from our colleagues even from the same Europe seems to be getting wider and wider.
Adequate perception, understanding, thoughtfulness and analysis are increasingly the lot of those who are simply not allowed into the mainstream.
With rare exceptions, which can be called the same Matthew Lee.
In general, adequacy seems to be disappearing somewhere as a class.
This is how you look at the screen and see experts who do not really understand the topic itself, do not read documents, do not dig, do not dig.
They are like robots, repeating the same learned phrases, written like a blueprint by someone who inspired Barry Levinson's cult film about media manipulation.
There are people on the French screen of an age that, in theory, should give them not only solidity and weight, but also professional experience.
But one feels that they are stuck somewhere during the Cold War or the collapse of the USSR.
Since then, they have not been in the region, they read and listened only to themselves, and therefore stereotypical stereotyped thinking was cemented about everything, even about Moscow itself.
I couldn't believe my eyes when an entire political columnist for a French news channel, Ulysse Gosse, appeared on screen in what the French in the studio looked at with interest and called shapká with the accent on the last syllable.
It's good that it's not earflaps.
Tall, black, hairy.
There is a complete feeling that there are bast shoes below, felt boots on top of them, and a drunken bear is about to appear in the background.
It would be nice to come to Siberia at minus 50, warm up.
But in Moscow it was zero degrees outside.
Why all this masquerade?
To show that he drove into a remote village on a sleigh in a bitter frost?
Well, stupidity is utter nonsense.
I understand that Mr. Gosse worked as a correspondent in Moscow in the late 1980s, but times have changed, the country is already different, the capital is generally a feast for the eyes.
In terms of the quality of life and the level of infrastructure development, Moscow is the best in the world and, by the way, bypassed Paris, where in one area drug addicts are lying on the streets, in another dominance of illegal migrants, everything in the metro is broken and smells of urine.
We didn't call ourselves the best, that's what the UN decided.
So why all these furry hats?
The same Macron calmly walked in the snow in a coat and boots at night after the negotiations, without any headgear.
And listen to their reasoning?
In Russia, it turns out, “sanitary paranoia,” they said with a grin in the studio of the same channel.
Because several tests had to be done by the delegation and the press to cover the talks.
Wow, what a nightmare.
This is what journalists say from a country where there are 300-400 thousand new patients a day and the death rate is more than 400 people a day.
What is there to laugh at?
This is a common problem.
And this approach - arrogantly self-confidently stupid - they have in many ways.
At the same caricature low level is the understanding of the situation in Ukraine.
They calmly talk about how European countries send weapons to Kiev, and immediately accuse Russia of destabilizing.
They don't yoke.
Tell me, did pumping up one unstable country with weapons ever lead to peace?
Are there such examples?
After all, this weapon does not evaporate afterwards, it settles or is used in one way or another.
And after all, there are already examples of its use against people in the Donbass.
And then they themselves, Western journalists, shoot reports where, right in front of their eyes, residents are shot on the other side of the dividing line.
What is this?
What is it like?
Is it Russia's fault again?
The results of the visit of the French President to Moscow are presented in the same perverted logic.
Macron stopped the war on the threshold of which Europe stood, if you are not already aware.
It does not matter that there are no actual results yet.
It doesn't matter that this is only an attempt to force Kiev to fulfill what it signed up to seven years ago.
And it does not matter at all whether any real sense will come out of this visit.
In the eyes of the French audience, Macron is the only politician in Europe capable of cutting this Gordian knot.
This is how the press writes about it.
Why, he is the only one who dared to come to the "bear's" lair.
Here is one of the headlines for you: Macron on the front line in front of Putin.
The photographs are all as one selected courageous, with a confident, concentrated, serious face.
His proposals should start a new era in Europe.
He will lead her along.
Because the German Chancellor Scholz is weak, doubtful, the trumpet weighs on him, and the hands of France are allegedly not tied by anything.
Although all of this is highly controversial.
Well, that's not what it's about.
At the exit from a press conference in Kiev, Macron was again asked about his presidential ambitions, whether he would run for a second term.
And although there is very little time left before the elections, all the necessary signatures of mayors and other elected persons for this have already been collected, the team has tried, even though there is no official entry into the race.
Smiling slyly, Macron replied that somehow participation would have to be thought about.
The phrase immediately hit the top French news.
And everyone nodded with understanding, saying, yes, he now has such an important and difficult task - to bring peace to Europe, save her, he has no time to think about such trifles as elections.
But in reality this is not the case at all.
For his rating, this trip is the most important, even if the output will be of little use.
The French have been brainwashed, frightened, pumped up with the fact that Russia is about to attack Ukraine and unleash a pan-European war for the last weeks.
People were excited, that's all they talked about.
French journalists portrayed the meeting with Blinken in Geneva as if the Americans were trying to save Europe from war.
What Russian fears, what security guarantees, what are you talking about?
Everything revolved around a supposed imminent attack.
And so the Americans failed, and Macron alone was able to stop all this madness.
This is how they presented the case to the French.
The absence of specific results is also presented as a victory.
As if Macron created a situation where there will be consultations, negotiations, which means that the guns will be silent, which means that he was able to prevent the war.
(Although, I repeat, it was not he who proposed the talks, it’s not about what they are going on and the guns are not silent - the OSCE daily fixes violations on the line of contact, and no one stopped shelling Donbass.) For this world, fictional, painted, he can now be forgiven a lot .
And price increases, and sanitary failures, and “yellow vests”.
Everything faded.
Faded along with the statements of Macron's opponents, who often accused him of duplicity.
After all, he regularly advocated negotiations with Moscow, and then immediately spoke about sanctions and adopted them by the entire European world at summits.
On the right flank of the electoral flank, one after another, everyone called for a dialogue with Russia, responding to the true sentiments of ordinary French people.
After all, for the most part they do not want upheavals and war.
Nobody wants this in the normal world.
And then Macron, with his visit to Moscow, skillfully throws an atomic bomb into the camp of opponents in the elections.
He not only speaks for dialogue, but travels, meets, talks for six long hours and allegedly solves all problems in one fell swoop.
"Man" - we would say.
"Man" - a simple Frenchman will decide.
And none of the French media will dare to contradict this.
They ask me, why do we need it?
We don't need war either.
So let Macron PR, it’s not a pity, perhaps it will also be useful.
What if the accompanying losses (collateral damage) from this will be at least partial destruction of the granite box in which the Minsk agreements are buried.
You never know.
The point of view of the author may not coincide with the position of the editors.