On the one hand, Russia has stood on the rails of import substitution, and on the other hand, it is abundantly lubricating them with palm oil.

I have one very famous acquaintance. Once she was walking with her six-year-old son and he hit his head on a playground. There was not even a clot on his head, but the acquaintance was afraid that he might have a brain shock. Even after she laid the child to sleep, from time to time she walked into his bedroom, woke his son and asked his name. When she went back to him again, she saw a sticker glued to his forehead. On the label label was written:
“My name is Artem.”

The deputies were beaten silently to avoid falling under the law on insulting the authority.