Book: Glamorama. Page 1

- Isn't it funny all these people? I said, making a gesture towards the room.
- I don't know, she says. - The primitive is always comforting. Feel like a student again.
- Why is this?
- Because I understand that, when dealing with blockheads, begin himself seem very smart, she explains. - In my opinion, this is the whole point of higher education.

- So, you mean to tell me that we can no longer trust my own eyes All we see is fake? That the terms of only one lie? And that all believe it?
But it is a fact, says Palace.
- Where is the truth? - I shouted.
- It does not exist, Victor, says Palace. Or rather, several.
- Then how do we live?
- To change, - he shrugs shoulders. - To prepare.
- What? For the better? For the worse?
- Perhaps, at the present time these concepts is meaningless.
- But why? - I howl. Why?
Because now nobody cares about such trifles says Palace - the Situation has changed.

Confusion and frustration do not necessarily compel people to action.

We skim the surface of things.
The most important is what you do not even know.

...I can't determine whether these people on everything do not care, or they're just terribly bored.

Your response is meaningless. It is useless and incomprehensible to anyone present. We agreed that all on everything to spit.

But Bobby hears me no more than if at this moment dived into the pool. Or if we were talking next to a waterfall. Perhaps it is simply not in the room. It's just a voice without a body. Maybe I'm just talking on the phone with someone. Perhaps I look at this world through a telescope. Maybe he's just dreaming. Suddenly it dawns on me: maybe that's what this is all about?

You go on home, go to sleep, don't stay out of it, look at it blankly, drink whisky, Wake up at the prescribed posture and take everything as it is.

The action unites. The words are separated.

Is the government really the enemy of the people. Bobby turns to me. - My God, Victor, you really don't know.
But Bobby, I don't do-politics - inaudible chanting me.
- All her doing, Victor, says Bobby, once again turning away from me. And there's nothing you can do about it.
To this statement I have nothing to say, so I silently finish the remains of the "cosmopolitan."
- You need to take seriously their worldview. Your world view is caused by lack of awareness.
We kill unarmed people, - I whisper.
- Last year in our country committed twenty-five thousand murders, Victor.
- But... but I didn't make any of them.
Bobby smiles patiently, once again returning to the place where I was sitting. I look at him with hope.
- It is better to stay away from all of this, Victor?
"Yes," I whisper, probably better.
But that's impossible, ' he whispers in response. - Here's what you need to understand.
But, man, I'm... I'm... I'm...
- Victor.
- ...man, it was so hard last time, I to some extent justify...
I look at him with a look of pleading.
- You are not to blame, man.
- Bobby, but I... I'm American, right?
- What, Victor? says Bobby, looking down at me. - I also.
- But why me, Bobby? - I ask. - Why do you trust me?
Because you think the Gaza strip is the name of a night club, and Yasser Arafat - the name of the black rapper, ' says Bobby.

I read: "the Semtex, produced in Czechoslovakia." I read: "the Semtex plastic explosives without color and smell." I read: "In Libya there are a ton of Semtex". I read: "to blow up passenger aircraft, requires six ounces." I read an article about a new plastic explosive called "reform", which is produced and distributed in the United States only "underground" and currently not available in Europe. I read a list that lists all the pros and cons Reforma. I read the question that Bobby scribbles in the margins of the page: "Better than Semtex?", - and then three words that I stare as long as they do not make me walk into the kitchen with a purpose to pour yourself a drink: "...it is necessary to test..."

Honey, we are just a reflection of our time.

In order to teach the world something, you should teach him a lesson...

Bunny, George Washington was also a terrorist.