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  1. In Russian literature… After all, we live in Russia and the “hero of our time” is from Russian literature. So, in Russian literature there were already “extra man”,” little man”,”new man”. Today, the “lost man” is becoming more and more a hero.

    Life seems to be going on around him. But he has no place in this life. His parents and school raised him on the principles of the past world, which is no longer there. He still remembers that cheating is bad. But the market. He also knows that knowing is good. But there are successful people around, not knowledgeable ones. Until recently, his friends lived very close by (the Baltic States, Ukraine, Central Asia). But they're not friends anymore. Or friends? Life around us is traditionally based on science. But there is also a religion nearby. And where? And Information… So much information!.. Not facts,. No, just information. Secondary, Tertiary. The former is used many times.

    The hero of our time is not looking for truth, people, or society. He's looking for himself. And it can't find it yet.

  2. A “hero of our time” is a “real person”. a person who firmly knows what is good and what is bad in relations between people, and who adheres to this rule in a strong-willed way. There are people born to be such heroes. They probably find it easier to pull themselves out of the clutches of the mundane. Here, it is good to give an example of the death of the poet Nikolai Gumilev. As an officer, he was arrested by CHEKA on suspicion of participating in a counter-revolutionary mutiny. Gorky took care of him and people came to get him out of prison. The security officer opened the cell door and shouted into the clouds of tobacco smoke: “Who is the poet Gumilev here?” In response, he heard that Officer Gumilyov was here. The chekist indifferently closed the door, and Nikolai Stepanovich shared the common fate with his comrades, considering that the duty of an officer's honor was more important than saving lives in this way. A person born to be completely different, soft-hearted and “vague” is more difficult here – everyone has the resource to be a “hero of our time”, but here you need the individual's will to pull yourself together and not succumb to the temptation to be “smeared”, but to stay alive. Gumilyov decided to stay with his comrades and share the fate of the entire group, feeling whole with it, but in the second case it is more difficult for a person. He, in such a situation of “choice”, is always one on one with the circumstances.

  3. I have no idea about “our time”. It is completely different in different countries and social strata of different countries.

    And certainly the person who “should” is hardly a hero to me; the victim is…

    In our country, for me, a hero is someone who, aware of all the consequences and risks, not out of an invented “duty”, but out of his values, speaks the truth and protects people as he understands and knows how – despite the confusion and timelessness. Knowing what he's doing.

    To a pretentious question, a pretentious answer.

  4. it is unlikely that this will look like something interesting and reasonable for the public, brought up on PR, on gloss, on ostentation, on “silicone” heroes, on “consumption”, on entertainment, etc.
    For me, the Hero is the one who, despite the trends of the “zeitgeist”, lives in the “Spirit of Eternity”, with all the consequences. It may even look like a clown to the masses, a fool, a fool, because its existence undermines their consumer sense. What is most important for the hero is the manifestation of simple small things and cleanliness in small things – after all, everyone is focused only on something global and significant, immediately from lance – corporals to field marshals, and our Hero is ready to be a simple soldier-he does not make a career. His heroism is shown in his pure and childish attitude to Life.�

    A man was walking along the shore and suddenly saw a boy picking up something from the sand and throwing it into the sea. The man came closer and saw that the boy was picking up starfish from the sand. They were all around him. There seemed to be millions of starfish on the sand, and the shore was literally littered with them for many kilometers.�

    — Why are you throwing these starfish into the water?” The man asked, ” coming closer.”

    “If they stay on the beach until tomorrow morning, when the tide goes out, they will die,” the boy replied, without stopping what he was doing.�

    — But that's just stupid! the man shouted. — Look around! There are millions of starfish here, and the coast is littered with them. Your attempts won't change anything! The boy picked up the next starfish, thought for a moment, threw it into the sea, and said:

    — No, my attempts will change a lot… for this star. Then the man also picked up a star and threw it into the sea.

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