Cheremnykh M.M.
About the worker, Pope and loafer.
| Year: | 1919 |
| Issue: | Неизвестен. |
| Publisher: | VTsIK |
| Place of publishing: | Moscow |
| Description: | Once upon a time there was a worker - he worked and was full, dressed: he was a parasite, he did not want to work, but he was sitting there thinking how he would put the peasant under fire. Also has thought up - the priest has sent on it. The priest comes and says: "Look, brother, there God is sitting in the sky, kind-generous, he sees everything and wants you to give your shirt to your neighbor, give shelter to the poor, fed the hungry" ... He believed the working ass. He called the parasite to him, watered him, fed him, gave him a shirt, and left him, and the priest, too. And they only need it. They drink, they eat, and the work is forced to work - God, they say, likes labors ... Further more. They oppress the working people in every possible way; They took away all the goods, land, they threw him out of the house, and the priest said: bear it, brother, - God tolerated ... The worker is praying, donating to the church, stuffing his pockets - he does not help, he's worse and worse. The parasite sat completely on his neck, declared full control over him: he wanted - he was merciful, he wanted - he punished: but the priest here-as-here: no, says the authorities, not yet from God ... There is no more patience with the worker. He works, he works, but he himself has nothing, everyone uses the parasite. And what only God looks, I'll go to him to complain ... He took the ladder higher, and climbed up to the sky. There-here - there is no god, some clouds float. And the worker guessed that the priest had deceived him. I got angry and took all the good from the parasite, but I drove it out: it's enough, he says, you're a parasite, a bourgeois, you've drunk my blood. And only it began to fix the plow to start working, to arrange his life in a good way - look, and the parasite is already on him with a rifle. Okay, says the worker, wait, you are with me ... Yes, in the red army. But the priest seized him by the shirt, and for his own sake: "Look, brother, there God is sitting in heaven, and he tells you to give his shirt" ... Yes, the worker did not give him a chance to finish it. This, he says, you go tell your friend, a bourgeois, but I can not be fooled anymore. |
| Reference Price: | 1100 |
| Printing Technique: | One colour lithography |
| Language: | Russian |
| Size: | 71 х 53 |
| Condition: | A trace from the deletion of the stamp in the bottom right corner. |
| Period: | 1917-1921 |
| Categories: | Anti-religion propaganda Anti-hooliganism, parasitism and lack of manners |
| Style: | Caricature |