In the years of studenthood, I had the honor of studying with an elderly teacher of Russian literature, the name I will not name (I remember, I just will not name), but I hope very much that she is still in good health.

Once upon a time, the couple talked about the marriage relationship of the heroes of a novel. The teacher suddenly thought and said:

“You know, and I have a wonderful relationship with my husband. We have been married for over thirty years. I have been teaching Russian literature for 25 consecutive years, he is a candidate of mathematical sciences. We walk a lot, we spend a lot of time together. We do not talk at all! It is beautiful.”

A bad authority deceives its own people, a good one deceives another.

A strange guy travels through the theatre.

According to Boris Levinson:

In 1962, the Mayakovsky Moscow Theatre, where I worked at the time, was on tour in Leningrad. At that time, the so-called “Caribbean crisis” occurred. Everyone was afraid that a nuclear war with the United States was about to begin.

That night we played Hamlet. On the stage is Polonius. It was played by Lev Naumovich Sverdlin, a popular artist of the USSR. Suddenly, a man in an ordinary jacket appears on the stage, he has a piece of paper in his hands, and he resolutely moves toward the ramp. Everything in the room was frozen. What should happen to make this happen during the show? Only the war.

The man approaches the front scene and says in the terrible silence of the hall:
The comrades! I was not paid for this job at the theater. Asked to renew the decorations, I did everything, I have a contract, and money is not paid.
There was literally hysteria in the room. Hockey with somebody’s hats.

The curtains, like all the performances performed by Ohlopkov, were not in the show. Sverdlin ran toward this man, twisted his hand and pushed him behind the scenes. He was caught by the assistant director.

For a long time I could not calm the room and continue the show. Somehow they started. And here is the scene of Polonius with Claudius, and Polonius has words about Hamlet:

I often see him here, he walks through the galleries.

Another explosion in the hall. It was hard to finish the show.

To be honest, if at one time I could only imagine that under my life the sharp Vladik Tretyak, the long-legged Svetka Zhurowa, the cranky Slavka Fetišov, the eternally dark Sakha Karelin and the iron-wrapping iron-wrapping Lech Voevod would become great state figures and would make laws for me, I would not be so enthusiastic about their physical achievements.

My elderly friend has a wife. She is also a woman of a very respectable age, but at the same time a passionate fan! When she’s watching football or basketball, she’s kidding so loud that neighbors come and ask her husband what he and his wife are doing that she’s so matte?? to

Naturally, he comes to her room and says:

Zina is calm. Shame in front of people.

What she answers:

Stay back! I am a philosopher! My name is right!! to