A father and son are running along the platform after a departing train. They have bags and suitcases in their hands. They stumble, get up, and run. They stumble again, fall, the suitcases open, they quickly gather everything, get up, and run again. They reach the end of the platform, but they don't make it. They watch the train disappear into the distance...
The father suddenly turns around and slaps his son in the face! The son falls. He gets up:
-- Why, Dad?!
-- What else could we do, son, what else could we do?
I generally agree with Javdet that the current organization is geared either towards fanatical patriots or people who, due to their youth or age, are unable to analyze the past and present in order to see the future.
"Сущность войны — обман. Искусный должен изображать неумелость. При готовности атаковать демонстрируй подчинение. Когда ты близок — кажись далёким, но когда ты очень далеко — притворись, будто ты рядом."