Where is the Bermuda Triangle? In childhood, it was only heard that there was someone missing, and then appeared, but already all gray and old, or, on the contrary, young, and not old in thirty years of absence. Our boat was pursued by two Spanish gallons of the seventeenth century, and then once - and collapsed, as there were no ones! And only the smoke is pink over the waves and not good so on the soul of the whole team became," writes the artist and blogger on his page in Facebook.



Ships were lost, planes were crashing, scientists of all kinds built bold hypotheses, clairvoyants and witches were angry, the media claimed to hear secret messages coming from there – and suddenly there was complete silence. and total. Now ask a modern student what the Bermuda Triangle is, he will not answer. Why is it all over? What happened?



Where are the aliens? Remember, the word was UFO! They were constantly flying, painting in the fields, kidnapping and anal surveys of forty-year-old virgins, stealing cows, carrying accountants to Aldebaran, and there they were given the ability to treat their hands and speak baby cream, than when they returned to their homeland, and earned for bread urgent. It was alive!



And now where is it all? Where are the crazy contactors, where the dim photos of glowing balls in the night sky in every news release? Where are these, soothing stories - it was an ordinary, ordinary evening, I ate slices with potatoes, drank three cups of tea with milk and was about to go to bed, as all good people do after such exercises, but suddenly noticed a strange light outside the bedroom window and heard a voice calling me: "Natalia Veniaminovna, come, we are your brothers by reason and chosen. We invite you on board the ship!



Where did all this go?



There was still a bubble — I remember that word furious. Naturally, in the newspaper they wrote that, so and so - knocks, dwarf, and banks with a lot of places change! He walks in the kitchen at night and knocks.



Yeti was constantly running through the woods. He left traces! Tourists are scared. He wore overnight and rubbed his hairy back on centuries-old cedars, leaving on them a piece of inhuman wool. The huge plaster blind of the trace was personally shown by Yuri Senkevich from the screen. Many, by the way, believed it.



Now that you read the news, it is a shame. No triangles, no aliens, no snowman, no Lohnessky, his mother, monsters. Some sanctions, new initiatives of deputies, some singer, three photos of cats and the prices of housing services will again increase slightly, but this is nothing, we only benefit. All of. No romance, no shattering soul of mystery. Thou thou!



by Jacob Kogan