<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Protest on No Rush</title><link>https://norush.cc/en/tags/protest/</link><description>Recent content in Protest on No Rush</description><generator>Hugo -- 0.146.0</generator><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 29 Mar 2026 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://norush.cc/en/tags/protest/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Infinite Protest of the Desert Generation</title><link>https://norush.cc/en/posts/the_infinite_protest_of_the_desert_generation/</link><pubDate>Sun, 29 Mar 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://norush.cc/en/posts/the_infinite_protest_of_the_desert_generation/</guid><description>&lt;p>Note: This text was translated from the Russian original by AI.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Listen: All of this happened, more or less. The Bible is a very selective book. It tells us that a whole generation was supposed to exhale its soul into the sands, and it somehow omits the details of what these people did during their primary working hours. And they didn’t just lie down and wait for death.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>They were the Elite. The first draft. The very people who saw the Ten Plagues in 4D and crossed the sea without getting their sandals wet. They had ‘white bone’¹ and cloud pillars instead of air conditioning. And suddenly, Moses comes out of the fog and says: ‘Guys, I have two pieces of news. The good one—your children will see rivers of milk. The bad one—you’re just here for the extras. Your historical role is fertilizer.’&lt;/p></description></item></channel></rss>