Recently, in one discussion, a major physicist said that a real physicist, if he is an honest person, would have trouble answering questions such as: what is entropy, field, spin, or, say, quantum confusion. However, any scientist who is cuddled in Wikipedia and hardened in scratches on the internet, without a whisper and with a sting, will indulgencely scratch the answer to any of these questions with one spirit.
And someone illustrated this point of view with this story:
The English physicist Joseph Thomson once asked a student at an exam, "What is an electron?" The student began to yell and scream, “You know, Professor, I knew, but I forgot...” Thomson grabbed him for his chest and started shouting, “How dare you forget this? You were the only one who knew it!”

The Russian missiles, which will soon be deployed in Nicaragua and Venezuela, will not be targeted against the United States, they will only serve to combat maritime piracy in Mongolia.

Today, 7-30 in the morning, the wife is going to work in the city, we live in the village in a private house. As a loving husband, I go open the gates, start the car. I shifted the swarms, I began to open the swarms (like "in the guests of the fairy tale") and at the same time, loudly, long, with a crack of pear, lengthy, for a few seconds. Naturally, at the same time, a young neighbor leads on the street, next to me, two children by the hand to the school camp, looks at me with a stone face, pronounces:

Good morning to you!! to

Shame on how...

Is it time for a new holiday in Russia? Day to protect children of officials from sanctions

One day, Arkady Raikin came to Kiev with a miniature theatre. At the first performance, someone from the hall shouted the word “Jid.” Raikin stopped the speech, turned into the hall and asked the screaming to get up and leave the hall. Nothing happened. Then Raikin turned to the spectators sitting next to the screaming man, asking to identify the anti-Semite. Nothing happened. Raikin noted that in case of refusal to identify, neighboring spectators become complicit of the scream. Nothing happened. Then Raikin interrupted the performance and completely canceled the tour in Ukraine. The next day, in the Central Committee of the Communist Party of Ukraine, the 1st secretary of the Ukrainian Communist Party, Shcherbitsky, told Raikin: “Why are you interrupting the tour because of one person?” Raikin replied, “There was not one anti-Semit, there was the whole hall.”

It seems to me that the spirit of Zhirinovsky has not rested, is mosquitous, trying to settle in Medvedev, then in Rogozin.

The brightest memories of the new year when my mother and sister gathered everything we could, prepared the whole day without bending the New Year's table: salads cottage and so on and came the bulky father, lay on the couch (the table-book already covered stood next door) and specially unfolded it with his leg. Right on the floor. Everything we cooked. All the supplies, salt and even cake. Naoral that wrongly met the feeder and kicked us out into the entrance. Then I went to bed and we stood and it was so bad! I still remember it...I was 10, and my sister was 8. My mom brought me to the neighbors. And that night, honestly, fell out of memory at all. I do not remember what and how we did. I remember only my mother’s guilty face in front of the neighbors and how we woke him up drunk to get home. He closed it from within. And then on January 1, we cleaned everything, tossed and washed...I don’t like holidays. There is no gram of alcohol at my daughter’s holidays. never ever. Now with her I try to make up my childhood.

XXX: It is dangerous to allow associates to come home.  In our town, an old lady regretted a beetle who was sitting on the stairs in the entrance.  He called home and fed me.  He beat, raped and robbed her.



Yyy: “Man for an hour.”

Never say, “I don’t remember from whom I heard...” It is correct to say: “A number of leading experts believe...”

Now many, as in order, began to defame the Bologna system - said, destroyed, malicious, Russian higher education.
Nixon, dear fellow citizens. Russian higher education began to rot even during the Union, and to its collapse it had time to rot very even substantially. Comrade Stalin would have said, it has perished.
I myself am from a family of High School teachers, and I have heard and seen a lot. I remember the stories of the parents about the hurricane with which the gatewalks of trade and food went on to "settle questions" with the success of their sons and daughters. About how those who did not take bribery were pushed aside by the mafia from more rough and less sensitive colleagues. About chiefs of different calibers, who required a diploma or a scientific degree, and who, according to the decree from the rectorate, were placed in the news "excellent", although they were never seen in the eyes.
The collapse of the Union removed all the brakes. If the teacher took money only for an unfortunate assessment, and placed points on his knowledge to a decent student, without demanding a bribe, this was considered "honest". I remember how jealous I was when on the eve of graduation I was offered a postgraduate degree, which meant a future teaching career. “You’re lucky, guy, there in the session THESE grandmothers are raising!“”
I was disgusted. The department turned into a stall where my scientific supervisor remained one of the few decent people. When I refused, he stared at the floor for a while, then just sneered silently. We said goodbye to that.
The feeling of betrayal still doesn’t let me go, although almost thirty years have passed since that conversation. But I understand that I would not be able to hide among those "like-minded people", and sooner than later, I would have plotted with the cathedral and knocked the door.
There is nothing to blame for in the Bologna system. Its introduction was a naive attempt to establish at least some framework of decency in the decaying education system. Which they themselves were deceived long before they even knew about the Bologna system.

Nowadays, these signs will no longer help to identify a madman.
Talking to himself? Maybe he’s just talking on the phone.
It looks strange? Per it just belongs to subculture.
Do you have crazy ideas? Maybe he’s just a member.

The most successful multiplier is the one who does not share with anyone.

I went to Feodosia on a road. I go in, standing next to the driver, holding on to the order. A cute girl comes in. She doesn't have time to get in the route touches, the girl, not holding back, falls all her chest on me. Blowing red and apologizing, she left. She doesn’t have time to get up, the router runs again, the girl falls on me again.
I: Girl, after that you just have to marry me.

The paradox. You should lie to an ordinary person once or twice and you probably won’t trust him anymore. And politicians lie for decades, promising the same thing, and they believe them. is surprising.

The seeds of hatred flow with blood.

Once I was in the subway, in front of it is a girl sitting, in glasses, all so careful, reading a book, you can see immediately - the intelligence. You probably don’t even know what a divorce key is.

The grandfather comes in, the doors are closed, he stands over her for a while, then pins her on her foot with a dirty shoe, and scratches almost the whole car:

If I had respect for someone who is older than you, I would have given up.

The girl looks at him frightened, finally comes back and rises up. Then he said to him:

Respect is the recognition of someone’s positive qualities. I will show compassion.

Nowadays, people have almost learned how to formulate their thoughts.

The Central Bank has allowed Russians to transfer up to $150,000 a month abroad. This measure will not be in words, but in fact will make life much easier for the broad strata of the Russian population.

Yesterday, I go with the bats, I sit on the back, I work, and the back of the shaded glasses, the sun does not shine on the note.

The father stops the haishnik, his question: "There are children", the father: "Yes, from behind." Haishnik, since he does not see what is in the back window, says, "Open the window," the father opens, there I sit (41 years old).

U.S. police brutally beat a Chinese man by asking his name.

“I have lost faith in humanity, freedom and democracy,” said Faq Yu.

A lie may be justified, but it does not become the truth.