I was sent a video on Viber today - apparently part of a documentary film produced by the USSR in 1971. On the film - an experiment made with schoolchildren aged 10-12 in a special thread. Tyre situation: there are two targets - left and right, there is a barrier from which the shooting is carried out. On this barrier stands a machine that issues coins to the right and left baskets for shots to the right and left target respectively. The child is explained that in the left basket money falls for his personal needs, and in the right basket - for the general needs of the class. He has to choose between personal and public. The Ruble (1971) This is five ice cream, 20 trips in a trolley bus) for a shot. On the targets, lights burn, showing how many people have shot at each target. In fact, the bulbs are controlled by experimentators, artificially creating a conflict situation for each child: the student sees that almost all of his classmates have chosen personal interests. In the Tyr is introduced one by one. And you can see how children swing, turning the gun to the right or to the left, how girls swing, afraid of the thunder of a shot, like boys with despair on their faces (how much you can buy for a whole ruble!) They are going to the right target. In the end, everyone chooses the right target. Film Review: “And Now These Children Are Pensioners”

- You are arrested on charges of public calls for the overthrow of the existing power!
What are these public calls? All this was in a personal, private correspondence in Vatsapa!
“Suspect, your correspondence is read by employees of five departments of three special services – and you call it private correspondence?

Returning home at midnight, I saw in the neighboring courtyard, behind the fence, some fire. Looking closely, he discovered in the darkness that a man shakes a woman like a puddle doll, and she only fails helplessly.

Understanding that she needs help and feeling like Batman, I climb up the fence and hear the cracking of the pants and feel, suddenly approached, cool. I jump from the fence, jump toward this couple and horribly ask, “What’s the matter?” while hiding the moulds that climb from the hole (from knee to knee) between my legs.

The man, not frightened by my combat style, and not ceasing to shake his grandmother, replies:

Her wife is drunk, she is stupid, she cannot find the keys. I shake her, maybe it will ring.

Honestly, I asked this question to the men with hand detectors who are guarding in front of the metro turbines.

I am answered:

What about a knife? And the gun? And the gun?

What will you do before the police arrive?

I am a fagot. I wear phagots behind my back. It is a musical instrument in a case of decl more violin and rectangular. One day, when I tried the fifth time in a day to put me on the tape, I refused.

I don’t want to, call the menta, get it.

What is there?

by FAGOT

and? ? to ! to

Going to the glass booth, taking a ration or what they have there:

We have weapons. The grenade. No, not aggressive, asking for menta.

Everything that happens to us does not find time, and everything we find time for often does not make sense.

Quote 1 :

Article 14 of the Russian Constitution

1st The Russian Federation is a secular state. No religion can be established as a state or mandatory.
2nd Religious associations are separate from the state and equal before the law.

This is very important....
Quote 2 :

“The master of the church of St. Theodore Studit, the priest-in-chief Vsevolod Chaplin signed a petition, the authors of which urge to deprive TV host Ivan Urgant of Russian citizenship because of jokes about Christianity.”

This is very important....

According to Article 14 of the Constitution, Proto-priest Vsevolod Chaplin, being a representative of a Church separated from the state, interferes in public affairs that are not within the competence of the church.
And if Mr. Chaplin signed this petition as a citizen of the Russian Federation and not a representative of the Church, the situation becomes even more fun – he demands to deprive a citizen of the Russian Federation of citizenship for jokes about the subject of the state separated by the Constitution of that state.
On this basis, it is quite possible to demand the deprivation of citizenship of Mr. Chaplin for insulting the feelings of the civilian population of the Russian Federation.

Here is such a fun perdemonocle happened in the year 2020 from R.H.

This is very important....

Quote 3:

“The Great Combinator did not like the Xendz. He was equally negative toward rabbis, Dalai Lama, popes, muezzin, shamans and other servants of worship.
"I myself am inclined to cheat and blackmail," he said, "now, for example, I am engaged in seducing a large sum of money from one stubborn citizen. But I do not accompany my dubious actions with singing songs, or organs, or stupid spells in Latin or Church Slavic language. And in general, I prefer to work without a sleeve and astral bells.”

What about the Constitution?! to
Don’t worry, it has been repaired.

I work directly with Chinese companies for supply. I wrote to a friend from there today:



“Hello Shao, what’s there with the virus? Are you not sick? How about people?

Hi my friend, no, it’s okay. Oh, don’t worry, China has a very large population, we won’t all die.

I have a residence permit in Argentina. What is funny in itself is where is Argentina and where is Kazakhstan. He is an ordinary Russian with a Kazakh passport. The relatives fled to America in search of a better life even before the revolution. He flew to them, was well received, helped with papers on VNŽ. A few months later, he received a local outsourcing. By the way, the usual ID card, pale-blue, is very similar to the Kazakh identity card. Now I know how it will be "Kazakhstan" in Argentine (Spanish) - KAZAKA. Well, armed with local documents, he decided to travel around the continent. Fortunately, the finances allowed it. Visited several countries, admired local sights. He liked it in Bolivia. Beautiful nature, very cheap property. And he travelled, renting a car with a driver-guide in agencies. And here is the following dialogue with this guide:

What a wonderful country you have! Do you know how difficult it is to get citizenship? How much will it cost and how long do they do?

Two thousand dollars and a couple of days.

Is it how? In the sense?? to

I’ll take something for mediation. And for that, I will hire out those three marmots from the pivot. In a few days they will find a local, more or less like you. They will take all the documents and drown him in the nearest swamp.

He appeared to have arrived without a passport. But it is inaccurate. and :)

Tomorrow I will go and buy the text of the old Constitution. It has not been changed and is for sale. Such a rarity!

As a gift will be useful.

History of the Estonian in Moscow

A year around 1991 through the courts along the Leningrad Prospect in Moscow, not the ambassador, not the consul of Japan in the USSR was driving a service car with diplomatic numbers. I won’t mention it exactly, but something like the first person of the Japanese representation. Maybe looking for a trip on the highway or wanted to ask about a kiosk with cigarettes, nobody will tell you. In the field of sight of the Ambassador fell a local resident, making his old Zhyguli in the courtyard. The car with the ambassador stopped next to him and he politely started (in Russian, of course, the work is obligatory, although with a small accent): "Sorry, please, don't tell me how..."

The dissatisfied inhabitant of the ordinary Slavic outward appearance, I would even say - a little unhappy, came out of under his car, wiping out the oil-wiped hands. For more than an hour he could not start his jiggull, although it was just today he was cut as needed. Having held back the initial urge to send the strangled foreigner far away, he in the purest Japanese language, using a highlighted polite form of treatment (there are a few in Japanese, who does not know), said about the following: "Sorry, I am very busy now, could you turn to someone else?" Go back under the car. The Japanese's eyes became completely round, for a minute or two he sat quietly, then slowly left.

How could he know that, by pure coincidence, he addressed a question to a man from the first three of the leading Japanese translators of the Soviet Union?

An Israeli newspaper conducted a survey, what is the difference between politicians and thieves?
One response attracted the attention of the editor: "Dear editor, I have thought a lot about your question, and I have come to the conclusion that the difference between politicians and thieves is that we choose the first, and the latter choose us. With respect, Dove Berman.”
The editor replied:
"Dear Mr. Berman, we have decided to award you an annual subscription to our newspaper for your brilliant answer! Because you were the only one who found the difference between politicians and thieves."

It was when all the phones had wires. I went to a friend. We drink tea. The phone ringed. She approaches and takes the phone.

-Allo！ Well！ And you, what you offer？Well, unload in the fourth.

He puts the phone and explains:

My phone was probably a controller. We are constantly being called from a factory. They ask where to discharge the cars. At first, I told you that the phone was home. Then tired. We are managing the factory. What to do？

My girlfriend and I were 17 when her parents left for a couple of weeks and we decided to live together. It is clear that young blood, nights (and sometimes not only nights) passed violently. During this time we lost a lot of weight, and when I got home, my mother, gently speaking, was in shock. When asked what happened to me, I replied that we were just running in the morning, and my father added, “We were jumping at night.”

My friend is very cynical.

As soon as he stands late in the evening in front of the light, waiting for the green.

2 boys pass by, aged 20, are going to go on red.

He said to them, “Girls, stand up!”

They slow down, on the ponts turn to him.

A friend gets the phone, turns on the camera: “Go!”

Waiting for the green.

A dream not fulfilled in time is not considered fulfilled.

of Russian capitalism.

One girl, a manager on the sidelines, earned 150 thousand rubles a month. That is, orders she brought millions for 10-15.

What would a foreign capitalist do? He built a labor team and announced gratitude before the service, handed a check and some coffee maker as a gift.

What did the Russian capitalist do? He went into overwhelming thoughtfulness and ordered the accountancy to give up everything and look for financial violations in the girl for past years. Of course found. Then the girl’s quarrel began, which ended with a verdict:

You get 20 thousand, and the rest goes to cover past violations.

The girl resigned.

I talked to other girls managers. Everywhere the same. In a fur trading network, a girl-seller from God, in order not to pay the annual bonus, organized a criminal case, finding cash breaches of one and a half thousand rubles.

Putin would have long fed schoolchildren hot lunches, but the constitution did not allow him to do so.

Do you feel stressed when a woman earns more than you?

Yes is no.

Why is?

“You know, my first woman I lived with bought me everything. She had her own house, car, and career. I even bought me food. I didn’t have anything, but I was happy.

Was it not stressing her?

No, not from the beginning.

And then then?

“And then I knocked 18 and she said, ‘Push the shit to work! “” It was my mother...

I am looking for a job and a specialist I am in demand, so a lot of calls and invites to work.

- We offer you a rate below the specified in 2 times, and the job is not quite on the specialty.

I: I’m afraid it’s not right.

Come to an interview and we can make an agreement.

I: Where are you?

- our production in the neighboring town (type Butovo in Moscow)

I: It doesn’t suit me at all. I have to take a taxi for about 2 hours.

A bus from you.

I: it is 3, 5 hours (with traffic jams all 4, 5)

You will get up earlier.

I: I will sleep 4 hours a day 5 days a week

and six days. We have a working day on Saturday.