Recently, my mother and I remembered my childhood. I remembered such a story.



I was eight years old in the yard in the early 2000s. I did not have friends, the television was mostly hard Brazilian series on +100500 series, the computer was 1 for the whole village and stood in the office with the head of administration. There were only books left of entertainment, and we had enough of them at home.



And I encountered somehow in one of the encyclopedias for information about Jeanne D. Arc. Here Fig knows why she caught me so fast, but I started looking for information everywhere (I didn’t know about the existence of the great Internet at the time). Soon I became a small speaker in this part of French history.



Time passed, my kind eldest brother wrote a history book. And, o miracle, the theme is this Orléans Virgin. My star hour came, I took the posture of Radzinsky and began to read a lecture. Particular attention was paid to the point about the voices of the saints that Jeanne heard. I listed the entire list.



So my mother heard me. On Saturday, when all the relatives went to the bathroom, a family council was gathered. I was called into the room and asked to voice the voices once again. I, a simple soul, calmly said. I was listened and driven out of the room. A few days later, a strange uncle came home to us and told me that imaginary friends are not bad, but we have to fight it. Well, I listened to this, type of me why this information. It turned out that I was absolutely contactless and did not want to share my experiences. In short, this uncle disappeared as unexpectedly as he appeared.



And then, many years later, I decided to ask my mother the question: what kind of frog was it? Because nobody explained to me what was happening at all. As it turned out, in those distant times my whole precious family decided that in this way I decided to tell about what I hear voices in my head. After all, the eight-year-old can’t know who Jeanne D. Arc is. ! to L is logical.

xxx: Once tried to use the city mobile, t.k. You can order a taxi at a certain time. I had to go to the station at 5 in the morning. I ordered from the evening, I wake up in the morning and see that the order is already processed and the money is written off the card.

YYYYYYYYYYYY Woke up at the station?

The work of a psychologist. A teenager wrote, asked if it was possible to enroll his mother for a consultation. I ask, does my mother know that she is being recorded? He replies, "No, she just wrote me to the dentist without permission, and I decided to write her to a psychologist. I have always dreamed of Parapham.

If a person does not laugh with everyone, it does not mean that he does not understand what is happening. He was the first to guess the consequences.

The package voting. Example from the past

Yes I remembered. Probably 1991 or 1992. That is the beginning :)

I remember all the time broadcasting deputies on television, my father read "New World" and so on. There are discussions in the newspapers. Well, I was still in school.

And then the father cries and reads an article in a magazine. Example of a package vote.

There are three people: “A”, “B” and “B”. Not acquainted with each other. They are invited to vote for the following:

"A" is put in jail, "B" is raised twice, and "B" is transferred to a new promising position.

“A” votes against, “B” and “B” vote for.

“A” is in prison.

The next vote:

"A" is transferred to the best chamber, "B" is sent to jail, and "B" is raised twice the salary.

“A” and “B” vote for, “B” vote against.

“A” and “B” are in prison.

The last issue of the vote:

"A" to improve nutrition, "B" to transfer to the best chamber, "B" to put in jail.

“A” and “B” vote for, “B” vote against, but in the end:

All three volunteerly and democratically put themselves in jail :)

Then I just remembered this example as a joke, yes... Later, I realized that “package” voting is an extremely dangerous thing. And that, however, each proposal should be considered separately, and not a "package" to be pulled all the way.

Z is. I’m not suggesting anything, I just remembered.

The Kremlin jokes that the coronavirus is the second stage of the pension reform.

XXX is a classic. Recently we had a similar:"And let us do geology on the site", but not a question, we came, and there is not just a site, but already a house on the 3rd floor. Directly on the "language" of clay, on a steep slope. And everywhere in the cave traces of fresh landslides) To the indigenous breeds there can not be reached at all, the trees, which at least somehow held this slope, cut for construction... We conclude that it is not possible to build on this site at all and never, the owner in rage, the architect blows something unclear about "let's agree"... I explain to them that they will not "deal" with nature, and a maximum of a couple of years this wonderful house will slide down the cave, whatever they do, and I am definitely not going to be responsible for this. They seemed to have found then some greedy fool, who made them all the documents, land them all the fools, fools...