**Interesting Story for you :
The kid said
Lied and lied Nizam tops, bottoms tops. They lie to themselves the upper hand. And they lie to each other those below. Every kind of honesty at all times was a sign at the best rustic, inability, in the words of Harms, put yourself on a solid foot. Pravdivets was a "patsy." And then - "simpleton." And then - "goof."
In fact, "they" always lied. But the structure and texture of lies somehow changed over time. This is understandable: the lies - it is after all an art, and art needs updating forms, genres, techniques, motivations, audience.
The communists lied so totally that it is not perceived as a lie, but as a special alien language that required translation. There were at that time professionals and amateurs of the case. But gradually people stopped to listen to this glossolalia and began to see it as natural or +technical noise outside the window: the sounds of rain, thunder asphalt compactor, cat wedding songs by Soviet composers. Their lies are not even offended. It was a familiar, conventional, inertia, and in the end - and dead tired.
The communists lied as adults lie to children. And they were urgently needed to be believed. Or at least pretended to. And when they did not believe and were given to understand, they are terribly upset and worried looks around in search of a belt or a stick.
The current lie differently. They lie in the same language with us, but because of their lies as a +particularly painful and humiliating. It is not even an insult to the community as a whole and for each individual.
They might even say, lies in his own honest. Honestly, in the sense that they do not hide the fact that they're lying. They lie brazenly and calmly staring you right in the eye. They lie, knowing full well that you do not believe any of their way, and it did not bother them.
They lie in the same way as any serf shpanenok of our childhood, which, for example, snatched from your hands a pen or a pen-knife, quickly shoved it into his pocket and looking at you fun and unashamedly, you also said that he did not take anything. He spit in front of your eyes, with his empty hands and saying, "Where? Show, You cho What a knife, Where? In the bag? Because it's mine. Gray, go here. Say, I took his knife? Do not take it? Correct. See , and Gray says he does not take it. Idi finally here. "
These, today, - the grown ones. They also because so disgusting that so recognizable. Some, for example, even if a member of the Politburo stretch of the imagination does not have to submit to their neighbor in a communal flat. And any of the Putin-hop company, including himself - easily.
By the way, the first of the current inhabitants of the "corridors of power", whom I imagined it as a communal neighbor was Zhirinovsky. He was all over his manner of speech and argumentation features wonderfully reminded me Yevgeny Borisovich of our communal. This Evgeny, came from some places like southern Kherson, Melitopol, talked the same way, with the same intonation and with the same zhlobskim unceremoniously. He just knew how to drive the self in an artificial hysteria, instantly calmed when he conceded. And he almost always inferior, because there was at that moment around him more cherished desire than the desire that he finally shut up.
And they love to those who caught them in a lie and grabbed her arm, to draw to the court for their protection, you see, "the honor and dignity." And they uttered these words with such serene confidence that if you do not know who they are, then we can assume, as if they know what it is.
The current protest movement, with all its ideological and intellectual promiscuity combined, I think, a doctrine. The new generation of a sudden there was quite a lot of people who refuse to consider fundamentally lies norm and honesty - a misunderstanding. Do not change the other one lies they demand. They demand honesty. Honesty is not a mafia sense of the word ("the boy said, the boy made"), but in terms of universal and civilized.
This is the understanding of honesty and honor may be given to only a free man. But are these truly free and, therefore, fearless people appeared. And they though not as much as we would like, but not as small as it may seem. And the future is, of course, for them. And they can only envy, because they will no longer suffer eternal questions of previous generations. They will not ask each other, and above all themselves, how to learn not only the desire for freedom, but freedom itself. How to learn to perceive the freedom not as a man-made gift, but as a natural condition, given to you by right of birth. How to learn to be free, do not hesitate to own freedom and not turning his head against restlessly in search of someone for this freedom you have to say thank you.
The kid said
Lied and lied Nizam tops, bottoms tops. They lie to themselves the upper hand. And they lie to each other those below. Every kind of honesty at all times was a sign at the best rustic, inability, in the words of Harms, put yourself on a solid foot. Pravdivets was a "patsy." And then - "simpleton." And then - "goof."
In fact, "they" always lied. But the structure and texture of lies somehow changed over time. This is understandable: the lies - it is after all an art, and art needs updating forms, genres, techniques, motivations, audience.
The communists lied so totally that it is not perceived as a lie, but as a special alien language that required translation. There were at that time professionals and amateurs of the case. But gradually people stopped to listen to this glossolalia and began to see it as natural or +technical noise outside the window: the sounds of rain, thunder asphalt compactor, cat wedding songs by Soviet composers. Their lies are not even offended. It was a familiar, conventional, inertia, and in the end - and dead tired.
The communists lied as adults lie to children. And they were urgently needed to be believed. Or at least pretended to. And when they did not believe and were given to understand, they are terribly upset and worried looks around in search of a belt or a stick.
The current lie differently. They lie in the same language with us, but because of their lies as a +particularly painful and humiliating. It is not even an insult to the community as a whole and for each individual.
They might even say, lies in his own honest. Honestly, in the sense that they do not hide the fact that they're lying. They lie brazenly and calmly staring you right in the eye. They lie, knowing full well that you do not believe any of their way, and it did not bother them.
They lie in the same way as any serf shpanenok of our childhood, which, for example, snatched from your hands a pen or a pen-knife, quickly shoved it into his pocket and looking at you fun and unashamedly, you also said that he did not take anything. He spit in front of your eyes, with his empty hands and saying, "Where? Show, You cho What a knife, Where? In the bag? Because it's mine. Gray, go here. Say, I took his knife? Do not take it? Correct. See , and Gray says he does not take it. Idi finally here. "
These, today, - the grown ones. They also because so disgusting that so recognizable. Some, for example, even if a member of the Politburo stretch of the imagination does not have to submit to their neighbor in a communal flat. And any of the Putin-hop company, including himself - easily.
By the way, the first of the current inhabitants of the "corridors of power", whom I imagined it as a communal neighbor was Zhirinovsky. He was all over his manner of speech and argumentation features wonderfully reminded me Yevgeny Borisovich of our communal. This Evgeny, came from some places like southern Kherson, Melitopol, talked the same way, with the same intonation and with the same zhlobskim unceremoniously. He just knew how to drive the self in an artificial hysteria, instantly calmed when he conceded. And he almost always inferior, because there was at that moment around him more cherished desire than the desire that he finally shut up.
And they love to those who caught them in a lie and grabbed her arm, to draw to the court for their protection, you see, "the honor and dignity." And they uttered these words with such serene confidence that if you do not know who they are, then we can assume, as if they know what it is.
The current protest movement, with all its ideological and intellectual promiscuity combined, I think, a doctrine. The new generation of a sudden there was quite a lot of people who refuse to consider fundamentally lies norm and honesty - a misunderstanding. Do not change the other one lies they demand. They demand honesty. Honesty is not a mafia sense of the word ("the boy said, the boy made"), but in terms of universal and civilized.
This is the understanding of honesty and honor may be given to only a free man. But are these truly free and, therefore, fearless people appeared. And they though not as much as we would like, but not as small as it may seem. And the future is, of course, for them. And they can only envy, because they will no longer suffer eternal questions of previous generations. They will not ask each other, and above all themselves, how to learn not only the desire for freedom, but freedom itself. How to learn to perceive the freedom not as a man-made gift, but as a natural condition, given to you by right of birth. How to learn to be free, do not hesitate to own freedom and not turning his head against restlessly in search of someone for this freedom you have to say thank you.
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