In our time, to turn out, you need to be not a bulb, but a bullet.

I remember a case from school. He was in a coma after an accident. We all worried about him, we went to visit him, it was terribly difficult to see him, filled with all kinds of tubes, sensors, such unemotional, inanimate... The doctors asked just to talk to him on ordinary topics. One evening I sat in his bed and told him about the news from school. And then it came out: "By the way, you gave Cole your joystick, probably you will be uncomfortable to know that he broke it...". That same night a friend woke up. And when the doctors brought him up, his first phrase was, “What did he do with my joystick?” At the end of the day, the whole class was thrown into a new joystick.)

I was interested in one: why if you believe in God, then it is serious, and if in Santa Claus - turn your finger at the whistle?