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You're sitting at work, In a dusty, stuffy office. And you're busy with something like – Thinking about the news. Then Putin appears on TV And says something outrageous! You think about the crisis And even start to get angry. You rush home, Back to your computer, So angry, You raise a ruckus on your blog. What a bunch of idiots! How hard life has become! I'm the smartest of all, I know how to fix everything. I'll invest all the money, Solve all the problems, Close all the deals, Punish all the morons. You're boiling with rage, Clicking your teeth loudly, Adjusting your glasses, And munching on a sandwich. You spill tea on the table. Oh well, it happens. You wipe your shirt with your sleeve, Stretched tight over your body. The whole internet is full of fools: Everywhere you look, there are schoolchildren and students. They spew nonsense on forums, Like patients from an asylum. Not a gram of intelligence; They shout and laugh – what fools! My great program Will cleanse the minds of children. If I were president Of our wretched country, Every family in Russia Would be protected by the law. I would quickly boost industry, Solve problems in the south; Losing all ambiguity, I would raise salaries for people. I would shake money out of Ukraine, And kick out all the "hachis." In short, you'd solve The problems of the whole planet. You sit there quietly Muttering everything under your breath. Your little son hears you And asks a question: "Tell me, dear papa, Why didn't you become So rich, And a smart president?" Calmly, you give a well-rehearsed answer: "Son, you have to understand, Connections are needed." "I wasn't born into that kind of family, There was ruin, no money." Satisfied with the explanation, He quickly shuffled off to the toilet. Now you live quite normally. You're not hungry, you're not depressed. You go to your office regularly, And sleep with your wife once a week. You eat almost without restraint, You've even grown a little belly. But a month later, in a dark park, A junkie stabs you with a knife.
Первый, кто был забанен за Правду.