Про разницу мений народа и государства - это совершенно верно и может быть в этом и есть спасение и для народа и для государства? А то у нас ведь насоветуют....... Вот на этом и поставлю точку в бесполезном разговоре..
Шпионаж, диверсии, сабатаж.
- Автор темы zug1
- Дата начала
Не знаю, к умным или красивым- https://yandex.ru/news/story/V_Gosd...m_medium=topnews_index&utm_source=morda_touch
ну усё посодять Фурца за помет
https://yandex.ru/news/story/V_OAK_...m_medium=topnews_index&utm_source=morda_touch Ну вот, все оказывается не так всё плохо, можно сказать почти "почти хорошо". Оборудование не похитили даже, оно исчезло. А Гудини искать не нужно.
Вчера на 98 году жизни умер разведчик , двойной агент Джордж Блейк...
In the harsh winter once
At a meeting in the Kremlin
The chiefs gathered important,
More importantly not present on Earth.
Gathered to discuss breakthroughs
Ups, ups and jerks
All indicators are fake
Achieved in spite of.
The first deputy took the floor,
Slightly disheveled, baggy,
Overseas technology amateur,
The one that is slightly eccentric.
"Here - he says - yields are growing,
Wages are growing, bread is growing,
But there are interruptions with money
And obviously something is coming to us.
And although the country rushes forward,
Tells: "made by us",
Not much remains
To provide for the masses.
We didn't ask them to be born
Yes, they don't even need requests,
They have no one to be offended,
We don't owe them anything.
But let's tell the truth: no money
And as that robot spoke
From a paralyzed planet
There is no more strength to hold on.
And how we did not fight with colleagues,
No matter how hard they tried to count,
Where have all the funds evaporated,
Well, impossible to find!
Where did they get it from
And children, old people,
And they took over the border,
Both friends and enemies.
Built a hundred thousand temples
For the victims of the scoop a memorial,
Veterans canteen
And all the same we have a failure. "
The monarch thought for a long time
I looked at the velvet of the tablecloth,
And a sense of duty fought in him
With a desire to start shooting.
Then he said: "Well, I won't,
As you can see, the time has come
To keep a monstrous secret.
How did it all happen?
How did it happen that on takeoff
The country has been shot again
And who is on that interrupted flight
Guilty? Whose fault is it?
It's all about the past, and from there
An ominous trail is reaching us.
So that it does not become bad at all,
I have to give a simple answer:
Once upon a time people were scary
They gathered in the Kremlin for a council,
Hanging red banners
And they printed the decree.
Everything was smooth in the decree,
It's all over and over again.
They promised a free life,
Where it is dry, sweet and warm.
In fact, the purpose of the audience
She was sinister and crazy.
Decree of mediocrity who got
Before running the country.
They wanted to triple everything
How to shit for all for centuries -
Plants, factories to build
For the poor and the barefoot.
As if, but in reality
Satan's Advocates Plan
Included completely different goals
- destruction of the country.
Today we all understand
What they wanted to do
Atheists and talkers
- they wanted to lay a mine.
And it began, the ideas are creepy
One ominous another.
They sit for the second day
Under the Lucifer star.
One said: "Let's ruin childhood!"
Second: "Let's take the passports!
Any means are good here,
Shooting, Gulagi, poverty. "
"Let's lay a mine under the culture,
For the economy, for everyday life
For medicine, physical education,
For social services, wholesale and sales! "
"Let's lay a mine under the village,
For cities and housing and communal services,
Deprive the people of the steel rod
We will pull out from the roots forever! "
"Education will be destroyed.
Let everyone save up for an iPhone,
And they save on Android too,
As if he was somehow better.
Under Skolkovo we will lay exactly
Under the pension on the sly,
Well, under the Vostochny cosmodrome,
To be sure already. "
"Under the statehood, sculpture,
Law, religion, morality,
For the army, architecture,
Near midnight, autumn and February. "
"Let's lay a mine under science,
With beer, alphabet, progress,
To poker, volleyball, to the sounds,
For accounting and 1C "
When he finished speaking,
Silence hung in the hall -
No one dared to show themselves
Then the reaction started.
Filled the blush of indignation
From scarlet cheeks to eyes.
And, not hiding disgust
And disgusting grimaces
They jumped into a wild tread,
Best minds exploded
Shouting insults
The front of the head.
They are in their indignation
Strong, persistent, brave
But, despite the rage,
Clean, fluffy and white.
"But who arranged it all!"
"What is it, so-rastak,
We've just built everything! "
"So what is it, how can it be!"
And he looked with a calm fold,
How the jackets raged,
Only answered the question briefly:
"Who was that? - Bolsheviks"
The meeting was short,
We decided not to hide the secret
- decided to open the crime
And tell all the people
"We must inform the people
That secrets will lift the canopy,
So that all the suffering and adversity
I took the past year for myself.
Let's tell people how it was,
Who took their happiness from them
And why is life so dull,
Who ripped them off as sticky. "
The decision has been made. Signals
Let's go immediately to the places
LJ, YouTube, TV channels,
Newspapers, blogs, vanity.
And the winged message flew
In cities and ... cities,
I learned the people about the guilty
I learned it everywhere, here and there.
The people sighed more freely:
"So that's who crap, that's who we
Ruined our life on a platter
Both young and old! "
The sea smelled of hope again
The rivers and fields smelled
And the grief receded completely,
And the earth turned red.
"Now it will be different
After all, we did not know what to take from us,
Now we'll live richer
Now you can't take your luck! "
And the round dances spun
The sugary Nightingale sang,
Sandwiches became tastier
And brighter than the candles by the churches.
The oligarchs became richer
Stronger army and navy
And softer than the slippers of a monarch
And pigs have more offspring.
And what about the mine - neutralized?
They forgot about her in the heat of the moment.
Lies until next time
Calm down Ilyich's mine.
Happy New Year!
At a meeting in the Kremlin
The chiefs gathered important,
More importantly not present on Earth.
Gathered to discuss breakthroughs
Ups, ups and jerks
All indicators are fake
Achieved in spite of.
The first deputy took the floor,
Slightly disheveled, baggy,
Overseas technology amateur,
The one that is slightly eccentric.
"Here - he says - yields are growing,
Wages are growing, bread is growing,
But there are interruptions with money
And obviously something is coming to us.
And although the country rushes forward,
Tells: "made by us",
Not much remains
To provide for the masses.
We didn't ask them to be born
Yes, they don't even need requests,
They have no one to be offended,
We don't owe them anything.
But let's tell the truth: no money
And as that robot spoke
From a paralyzed planet
There is no more strength to hold on.
And how we did not fight with colleagues,
No matter how hard they tried to count,
Where have all the funds evaporated,
Well, impossible to find!
Where did they get it from
And children, old people,
And they took over the border,
Both friends and enemies.
Built a hundred thousand temples
For the victims of the scoop a memorial,
Veterans canteen
And all the same we have a failure. "
The monarch thought for a long time
I looked at the velvet of the tablecloth,
And a sense of duty fought in him
With a desire to start shooting.
Then he said: "Well, I won't,
As you can see, the time has come
To keep a monstrous secret.
How did it all happen?
How did it happen that on takeoff
The country has been shot again
And who is on that interrupted flight
Guilty? Whose fault is it?
It's all about the past, and from there
An ominous trail is reaching us.
So that it does not become bad at all,
I have to give a simple answer:
Once upon a time people were scary
They gathered in the Kremlin for a council,
Hanging red banners
And they printed the decree.
Everything was smooth in the decree,
It's all over and over again.
They promised a free life,
Where it is dry, sweet and warm.
In fact, the purpose of the audience
She was sinister and crazy.
Decree of mediocrity who got
Before running the country.
They wanted to triple everything
How to shit for all for centuries -
Plants, factories to build
For the poor and the barefoot.
As if, but in reality
Satan's Advocates Plan
Included completely different goals
- destruction of the country.
Today we all understand
What they wanted to do
Atheists and talkers
- they wanted to lay a mine.
And it began, the ideas are creepy
One ominous another.
They sit for the second day
Under the Lucifer star.
One said: "Let's ruin childhood!"
Second: "Let's take the passports!
Any means are good here,
Shooting, Gulagi, poverty. "
"Let's lay a mine under the culture,
For the economy, for everyday life
For medicine, physical education,
For social services, wholesale and sales! "
"Let's lay a mine under the village,
For cities and housing and communal services,
Deprive the people of the steel rod
We will pull out from the roots forever! "
"Education will be destroyed.
Let everyone save up for an iPhone,
And they save on Android too,
As if he was somehow better.
Under Skolkovo we will lay exactly
Under the pension on the sly,
Well, under the Vostochny cosmodrome,
To be sure already. "
"Under the statehood, sculpture,
Law, religion, morality,
For the army, architecture,
Near midnight, autumn and February. "
"Let's lay a mine under science,
With beer, alphabet, progress,
To poker, volleyball, to the sounds,
For accounting and 1C "
When he finished speaking,
Silence hung in the hall -
No one dared to show themselves
Then the reaction started.
Filled the blush of indignation
From scarlet cheeks to eyes.
And, not hiding disgust
And disgusting grimaces
They jumped into a wild tread,
Best minds exploded
Shouting insults
The front of the head.
They are in their indignation
Strong, persistent, brave
But, despite the rage,
Clean, fluffy and white.
"But who arranged it all!"
"What is it, so-rastak,
We've just built everything! "
"So what is it, how can it be!"
And he looked with a calm fold,
How the jackets raged,
Only answered the question briefly:
"Who was that? - Bolsheviks"
The meeting was short,
We decided not to hide the secret
- decided to open the crime
And tell all the people
"We must inform the people
That secrets will lift the canopy,
So that all the suffering and adversity
I took the past year for myself.
Let's tell people how it was,
Who took their happiness from them
And why is life so dull,
Who ripped them off as sticky. "
The decision has been made. Signals
Let's go immediately to the places
LJ, YouTube, TV channels,
Newspapers, blogs, vanity.
And the winged message flew
In cities and ... cities,
I learned the people about the guilty
I learned it everywhere, here and there.
The people sighed more freely:
"So that's who crap, that's who we
Ruined our life on a platter
Both young and old! "
The sea smelled of hope again
The rivers and fields smelled
And the grief receded completely,
And the earth turned red.
"Now it will be different
After all, we did not know what to take from us,
Now we'll live richer
Now you can't take your luck! "
And the round dances spun
The sugary Nightingale sang,
Sandwiches became tastier
And brighter than the candles by the churches.
The oligarchs became richer
Stronger army and navy
And softer than the slippers of a monarch
And pigs have more offspring.
And what about the mine - neutralized?
They forgot about her in the heat of the moment.
Lies until next time
Calm down Ilyich's mine.
Happy New Year!
widdmarker
Шо за поток сознания???? Неужели сам сочинил?
С Наступившим! Здоровья, всех благ и новых открытий в сталкинге!
не уж то прочитал???
Спасибо! Тебе тоже не хворать и почаще на свежий воздух выезжать....
zug1
Хорошая тема...
Но дело все в том, что ГИБДД/ГАИ по сути в городе Москве уже давно не играет заметной роли. И как зовут генерала, командующего останками некогда грозной системы, не имеет практического значения.
Итак.
С приходом на пост мэра Москвы уроженца села Няксимволь С.С. Собянина aka Оленевод, а на должность начальника Дептранса правительства Москвы М.С. Ликсутова, тогда, в начале, гражданина Эстонии и одного из владельцев Аэроэкспресса, началась планомерная деятельность по сокращению влияния ГАИ на автомобильную жизнь города.
Город нашпиговали нереальным количеством средств видеофиксации, которые эксплуатирует МАДИ, которая вовсе не авто-дорожный институт, а административно-дорожная инспекция; отняли у ГАИшников функцию по организации дорожного движения, передав её в новую, абсолютно никак не подчиненную ГАИ или МВД под названием ЦОДД; и создали проклинаемую всеми автомобилистами контору АМПП, администратора московского парковочного пространства. Впрочем, водители проклинают и первые две конторы, поскольку законов они не знают, и знать не хотят, а денги выгребают из москвичей и гостей столицы лопатами.
Дело доходит до смешного. Вдруг где-то в центре, или на 3 транспортном кольце ГАИшный экипаж останавливает какой-нибудь автомобиль. Естественно, увидев полосатую палку бедный водятел останавливается, предъявляет документы. Убедившись, что тот трезв, ГАйцы желают ему счастливого пути. Через пару дней несчастному приходит из департамента информационных технологий (ДИТ) СМС, что обнаружен новый штраф за неправильную парковку, за остановку в зоне действия знака 3.27 остановка и стоянка запрещена. В Москве свой административный кодекс, и это, небольшое по федеральным меркам правонарушение, карается здесь штрафом 3000 рублей. В принципе, можно доказать, что тебя останавливали ДПСники. Но все эти новые конторы говорят - хотите оспорить? В суд. И сами по 5 раз на заседания не приходят. А тем временем приставы уже начинают теребенить клиента, и списывают штраф с банковской карты. Таких историй довольно много...
Чем занимаются ГАйцы в Москве?
1. Регистрируют автомобили.
2. Выдают права.
3. Проводят рейды в пятницу вечером и субботу утром.
4. Пожалуй, самое главное. Вместе с ФСО обеспечивают спецпроезды разного рода чиновников рангом от прыща на ровном месте до Самого Главного...
Поэтому ГИБДД упразднить не удается.
Конечно же, нынешний беспредел со стороны МАДИ-АМПП-ЦОДД не идет ни в какое сравнение с тем, что делали ГАИшники - последние кажутся сейчас белыми и пушистыми...
Это вкратце.
Так про что и речь...
Абсолютно все равно, кто руководит этой системой, она сейчас не у дел. А по возрасту, или еще как - на такие позиции берут людей, на которых можно нажать и заставить делать то, что надо. Возможно, что этот был лучше, чем его предшественник, возможно, что хуже - мы об этом узнаем когда-нибудь, а может, и не узнаем...
Так что здесь, скорее всего, обошлось без диверсий, шпионажа и саботажа.
Последнее редактирование:
значит все таки прочитал)))
- Тебе бы рОманы писать, начальник...
На самом деле все что описано - банально общемировая тенденция. И то самое, страдальческое население, именно оно всегда слезно умоляло сократить и урезать функции ДПС. "Как в Грузии сделал Саакашвилли", "хотим как на Украине", "а вот в западных странах", "а вот в Скандинавии".
Всё что душевно вышеописано - происходит, и происходит давно - в провинции. В любой глухой провинции давно сокращены ДПС, понаставлены камеры, разделены и перераспределены функции, появились ЦОДД, монтаж и эксплуатация тех.средств, дорожных знаков, светофоров отданы на аутсорсинг.
При чём же здесь "оленевод"? - спросите вы. Да вроде и ни причём, так , для красного словца и связки слов вкручивают некоторые...
Это новый прекрасный мир, граждане дорогие.
дык кто то должен быть крайним))))
пока тестировал новую *игушку* Intel NUT слетел текст...
так что перезалив на оригинал в аудио---С Новым Годом---...
Начальник, рОманы не пишу, и писать не собираюсь, потому как не пейсатель....
Как в Грузии сделал батоно Мишико? Как в Украине? В Скандинавии?
Биде в том, что, что бы не делали по "слезным просьбам страдальческого населения", все выходит боком, а точнее, игра идет в одни ворота...
Почему Оленевод? Да так зовут в народе московского столоначальника. Потому что этот едрос не любит, не понимает, и не хочет понимать вверенное ему свыше население.
МногАбукАв писать не буду.
И таки да,
С этим надо как-то жить...
Ну вот, теперь понятно, что это такое....