Заметки алкоголика и придурка
30. Novembris 2022
19:17
Atgādinājums, ka tas pats kontingents, kura dēļ notika 2009/10 gadu globālais ekonomikas sabrukums un kuri tika "izbeiloti" laukā uz ierindas pilsoņu rēķina (arī šeit Latvijā, (((Godmaņa)))-(((Kargina))) sāga), ir tie, kas sponsorē visas t.s. "nevalstiskās organizācijas" un "starptautiskās institūcijas", kuru norādēm mēs bez nosacījumiem pakļaujamies, jo mūsu "pārstāvju" valdības ir tām pakļautas, nevis otrādi. Kurš šeit ko pārstāv. Es neredzu kurā vietā attiecīgo nāciju pilsoņi sevi pārstāv. Es redzu, ka ir maza grupiņa pasaules pilsoņu, kas uzņemas visas cilvēces pārstāvniecību, bez jebkādas publiskas debates un populāra akcepta.
19:28
Lol at thinking you can place a 50 tons stone block with surgical precision by just applying a sufficient amount of niggers. Lmao, even.
Man šis uzvedināja uz domu, kuru senāk pat nebiju uztaustījis. Viņiem taču nevis vienkārši jāieliek ti megabloki ideāli, dažkārt līdz milimetru precizitātei, bet jāizdara ar vienu piegājienu. Viena švunka un viss. Krānu taču nebija un ja no tā hipotētiskā baļķu un sviru mehānisma nokrīt par ceni kreisi, pārbīdīt vai ielikt vietā nav iespējams. Tie nigas laikam bija ekstrēmi veiksminieki.
19:45
But this notion of something smooth and slow, like the ascent of a slope, is a great part of the illusion. It is an illogicality as well as an illusion; for slowness has really nothing to do with the question. An event is not any more intrinsically intelligible or unintelligible because of the pace at which it moves. For a man who does not believe in a miracle, a slow miracle would be just as incredible as a swift one. The Greek witch may have turned sailors to swine with a stroke of the wand. But to see a naval gentleman of our acquaintance looking a little more like a pig every day, till he ended with four trotters and a curly tail, would not be any more soothing. It might be rather more creepy and uncanny. The medieval wizard may have flown through the air from the top of a tower; but to see an old gentleman walking through the air, in a leisurely and lounging manner, would still seem to call for some explanation. Yet there runs through all the rationalistic treatment of history this curious and confused idea that difficulty is avoided, or even mystery eliminated, by dwelling on mere delay or on something dilatory in the processes of things. There is a false atmosphere of facility and ease given by the mere suggestion of going slow.
Čestertons