Book: The inhabited island

Tower, you know, towers, and poverty poverty. To convince a hungry man that he is fed for a long time can not, can not stand mind, and edit crazy people - a little fun, especially when you consider that lunatics radiation can not be...

He was picked up off the floor one of the albums, and jerks to turn the leaves. - What kind of world is dirtied, - he said - What a world! You look at the world!..
Gaius looked him in hand. In this album there were no horrors, just the landscapes of different places of amazing beauty and clarity of color photos - blue Bay, surrounded by lush greenery, the dazzling white city on the sea, a waterfall in a mountain gorge, some kind of great highway and the stream of colorful cars on it, and some ancient castles and snowy peaks above the clouds, and someone fun racing across a snowy mountain slope on skis, and laughing girls play in the surf...
- Where is it all now? - said Maxim. - Where did you all go, the damned children of the damned fathers? Defeated, muck, exchanged for iron... Oh, you... men...

It was the biggest and most terrible of all the opening that Maxim did on his desert island.
Radiation towers were not meant for geeks. It acted on the nervous system of every human being on this planet. The physiological mechanism of action was not known, but the essence of this action was to ensure that the irradiated brain loses the ability to critically analyze reality. The thinking man has become a believer, the believer frantically, fanatically, despite the glaring reality. To a person in a radiation field, could be the most elementary means to inspire anything, and he took to inspire as light and only the truth and was ready to live for it, suffer for her, die for her.
And the field was always. Invisible, omnipresent, all-pervading. It continuously radiated giant network of towers encircling the country. A giant vacuum cleaner it pulled out of tens of millions of souls every doubt about the fact that yelling Newspapers, pamphlets, radio, television, asserted that teachers in schools and officers in the barracks that sparkled with neon across the street, which was proclaimed from the pulpit of churches. Unknown Fathers directed will and energy of millions of where they want to. They could get and forced the masses to adore you; could excite and aroused an unquenchable hatred of enemies external and internal; they could, if desired, to send millions under the guns and machine guns, and millions would go to die with delight; they could get millions to kill each other in the name of anything; they could, if they have such a whim, causing mass suicides... They could all.

A suffocating world. Adverse, painful world. All he's kind of comfortless and dreary as the public room where people with light buttons and bad teeth sudden for no reason, no reason began to scream, nadsazhivayas to wheeze, guy, handsome, handsome guy, suddenly began to beat in a blood red-haired ZEF, and he didn't even resist a Troubled world... a Radioactive river, a ridiculous iron dragon, dirty air and unkempt passengers in a clumsy three-storey metal box on wheels, PPE emitting carbon monoxide fumes... and another wild scene in the car, when some rude, smelly somehow fusel oils who have brought laughter and tears, gestures to the elderly woman, and no one's jumped in, the car crammed full, but look to the side, and only the guy suddenly jumped up, pale with anger, and maybe fear, and shouted something at them and they cleared... a lot of anger, lot of fear, a lot of irritation... They're all here annoyed and depressed, then angry, then depressed. The guy obviously did a pretty good person, sometimes suddenly had an inexplicable rage, was taken violently to quarrel with neighbors in the compartment, staring at me, the beast, and then as suddenly fall into deep prostration. And everyone in the car were no better. For hours they sat and lay there quite peacefully, quietly talking, even pereseivat, and suddenly someone started to grumble at the grumpy neighbor, neighbor nervously snapped around instead of trying to appease them to get involved in a quarrel, scandal widened, captured the whole car, and now all yelling at each other, threaten, shove, and someone climbs over the heads, waving their fists, and hold someone by the collar, loudly crying kids, annoyed they pluck the ears, and then it gradually subsides, all sulk at each other, talking reluctantly, turn away...

Education is, my friend, is not always a blessing. It's like a machine - it depends in whose hands...
Education is always good, ' said Mac.

It is clear to everyone: when the economy is in lousy shape, it is best to start a war, to immediately everyone shut the pharynx.

... on all inhabited planets roads lead to those who built them.

Here's how do people with head: they believe in nothing and have no pity.

Conscience my pain puts the problem, the mind performs. Conscience sets ideals mind looking them the road. This is the function of the mind is to look for the road. Without a conscience mind only works for himself, and hence in idle.

How strange human nature is: confronted with a ladder, man feels compelled to climb to the top. At the top of the cold, blowing very harmful drafts, to fall out terminally, the steps are slippery, dangerous, and you know it and still climb, clamber - language on a shoulder. In spite of circumstances - climb, contrary to any advice - climb, despite the resistance of enemies - climb, against their own instincts, common sense, hunches - climb, climb, climb... the One who climbs up, he falls down, that's right. But the one who climbs up and also falls down...

Maybe in this world there is only one way, and if you want to do something, you have to go through stupid, just pointless blood, and can be, and through meanness will have to go. Pathetic man... stupid man... a mean person... what else can you expect from this pathetic, stupid and vile world? It is necessary to remember only that stupidity is a consequence of powerlessness, and powerlessness stems from ignorance, from ignorance of the correct path... but it can't be that among the thousands of roads not found the right!

- We're considered geeks. Where it went now and not remember. But now, Unknown to the Fathers is beneficial to poison us, it distracts people from internal problems, from the corruption of financiers, money-grubbin ' on military orders and the construction of the towers. If we were not, the Fathers would have invented...

Probably this world was quite complex and governed by many laws, but one - chief - law Maxim have already discovered: do the same as doing everything and as well, as do all.

Politics is the art of clean to clean very dirty water.