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Dimitar Blagoev belongs to those creative personalities whose work we remember not only on anniversaries and celebrations. With all the enormous achievements of modern thought in various fields of human knowledge, the traditions and testaments of these notable personalities retain all their vitality and timeless significance. Generations from different eras turn to their work to draw knowledge and wisdom, lessons and inspiration in their efforts to realize high social and cultural ideals. Therefore, such historical figures are not only our teachers, who have given us a true compass for orientation in the complex problems of life, but also our living contemporaries, suggesting to us the direction to the great truths.

There are writers who become more vital, younger with each passing day: they seem to embody the eternal youth of humanity in its endless striving for happiness, forever calling forward to new horizons. Such an eternally young poet - a warrior for human happiness, who with his ardent love for people illuminates the path to their future, is the great Ukrainian poet Taras Shevchenko, the one hundred and fiftieth anniversary of whose birth is celebrated this year with special solemnity and gratitude by all working humanity. His wonderful poetic creation, which flew like a free bird from the depths of the heart of Ukraine, with unfading freshness and power today sounds in many languages ​​​​throughout the world and awakens ardent urges for justice and freedom in millions of people. Shevchenko's name stands alongside the names of the greatest sons of humanity, who gave all the riches of their hearts, all the flame of their feelings for the triumph of man, for his victory over oppressors and oppressors, for the affirmation of love and brotherhood among all workers.

Issue 153 of "RLF" opens with a cartoon by Alexander Zhendov "The Path of Above-Class Art". The cartoon depicts an armchair on which Al. Tsankov is sitting with a bloody axe in his relaxed hand. An artist is crouching next to him, licking the bloodsucker's shoes with the tip of his tongue. This is the entire content of the cartoon. I don't know why, but this cartoon seems to me very characteristic of "RLF" - both with its definite attitude towards bourgeois writers, and with its hatred and sarcasm towards those who hide their cowardly desertion behind noisy and lush abstract-noble phraseology. This caricature also speaks of an artistic consciousness that judges the depicted fact as something foreign, from the other, "other" world, is proud of its assessment, of its ability to deny the servility, the pitiful conformism, the servility of the bourgeois priests of art.