Book: Sixth Patrol. Page 1

- Gorodetsky, why don't you love simple solutions?
- They usually have complex consequences...

... The main thing is to maintain composure and a positive Outlook on the world.

- You can drink beer or wine at the bar. Or vodka. Vodka? What do you usually drink in the evenings?
- No, vodka can't, I promised my bear not to drink without him...

A healthy society starts with healthy families and good taste!

Some believe that linen can be white, but I think this is an unacceptable liberty. Initially start to blow your nose in Kleenex and then not shave the hair under your arms, done the white underwear under a black dress - and here it is, fall States, fall manners, give orphans the education of the sodomites, and in the churches organize exhibitions.

Laughter - if it's not physiology always humiliation. Humor - just the humiliation of man by man. The man laughs at another person when that ridiculous and absurd does not match the time and place. Ridiculous Charlie Chaplin with a cane and a flag at the head of the demonstration. Ridiculous benny hill in the role of hero-lover. Ridiculous Jim Carrey, cleaning teeth unitsname brush. Ridiculous lover hiding without pants outside the window, the ridiculous husband, opened the wardrobe, found a lover and believing that he is waiting for the bus. I like human laughter is what distinguishes man from other animals. Makes it worse than cattle. Christian preachers sensed that laughter lies the evil, - no wonder comedians were not buried in cemeteries.

Can, cost and Other be revealed? Well, in the fifteenth century - earlier, we'd be burned at the stake. And in the twentieth could bad happen. And in the twenty-first of what? Homosexuality - can and almost need. Black, yellow skin color, fine. The lack of limbs, serious illness is a reason possible to get involved in public life. Any religion, almost any beliefs (of course, if you live in Europe).

- What is happening now sucks, but in the nineteenth when Simon Vasilich things have happened, ' said Hohlenko. - What, somewhere better? Russian shit Yes drunkenness? American arrogance and hypocrisy? European hypocrisy? Asian cruelty?
- All people, - I said.
- And are we better? - asked the witch. - Our, your... Can let it, huh?
I looked at the half-open bedroom door, where he lay in their beds children. Hanging from under the blankets, handles, feet, lay on the floor, socks and anklets.
They also to blame? - I asked. - They, too, die?
All once to die, ' replied the witch. They may not be guilty, but it is... sooner or later... a Hundred years ago I'd a couple of them just in piglets turned away from sin.

To die to someone. Years and decades are wars. Crusaders killing Muslims, Muslims blow up Jews. The Hutus slaughtered the Tutsis. And people live. Someone looking at the sky, calculating the course of the planets. Someone sows the seed. Someone cheating on his wife. Someone cut wallets. Someone who paints pictures. The soldiers gasped at Ypres, and Balmont wrote: "the High moment to build up your string, Strait pearly rain, heart worries". People burned alive in the tanks, children were crying from hunger in the cold bed, women, blue from hunger, and carrying the sheets of armor, building tanks, and somewhere near the composer wrote a bravura March for victory March, and the writer were writing for children, funny short stories...