Sad thoughts after evening talks and morning walks
One of these conversations took place quite recently. Great invention - Skype. As usual, they talked "in general". There was no particular topic. There was a search for topics. But it was from this conversation that this article was born.
And now about the essence. In Russian cities and villages on the walls of houses more and more you can see advertising drugs. They call this rubbish differently, but everyone understands what it is about. What is easier? I wrote the name, number "ICQ" or "Skype", and that's it. Then the client pays the bill, gets a place bookmarks. Go and take it.
I constantly walk in the mornings and evenings in the nearby courtyards and wastelands. Not because I care about my own health. Everything is easier. My own dog is walking me.
And very often the morning I spoil the young people digging in the snowdrifts near the trees or looking under the license plates of houses. Look for these bookmarks. A hazy look, a hood on the head, lowered shoulders ... The picture is bleak.
The Federal Drug Control Service (I still do not understand why the letter K stands there when there should be a letter B) sometimes catches distributors. The media are messages about the disclosure of the next network. Television day or two chases this news on all channels. And that's all ...
And this damn spice again poisons our children. I was not lazy and somehow talked with consumers ... Those same guys with lowered shoulders. It turned out an interesting detail. The best crap comes ... from Ukraine. Why? Yes, because the supply channels are adjusted. Smoking mixtures, those that have been banned from us, are allowed there. And only lazy now does not transport this rubbish to Russia. Huge profit. And the owners of synthetics have joined the streamlined supply channels. Here such unpretentious scheme was highlighted.
And she would work on. Only here the events in the Donbas happened. And the belligerence of the Kiev government played its role. Border in every way overlap. Entry-departure in the Russian Federation complicate. Cars are shaking. And now on both sides. Supply channels are starting to collapse. The flow decreases. In short, the losses of drug barons are growing. Federal Drug Control Service records a recession (these guys have their own secrets that you cannot pull out with ticks). All and all chocolate.
But another truce happened. A good truce in every sense. People began to slowly get out of the basement. Live steel. But good including not for good people.
Inscriptions on houses and fences began to appear again ... The increase in such advertising is very noticeable. Spring? In my opinion, no. I do not deny the coming of spring. I myself can not wait. I just understand that advertising is the result of the restoration of supply channels. The product has become a lot, it means you need to develop the market.
And now the question is - where are the firewoods from? And the answer, I think, is obvious. The forest remained in place. Firewood too. Just changed the road. "Winter road" has lost relevance. It became dangerous to drive. And the construction of the "spring" began. And this road now runs already through the territory of LDNR. This is indirect, but confirmed by several militias and journalists from those places. And I believe these people. I believe because they never lied to me. There are such people. Chronically honest.
I intentionally do not call names or callsigns. I don’t name them because we are as doctors. The main thing - do no harm. Names must name others. More competent, more professional in this matter. Those who kill our youth must be destroyed.
Yes, and I have no concrete evidence. There are thoughts, there are conversations, there are my conclusions. Seek evidence - the work of professionals. They ate this dog. And this question is very serious. The issue of national security. Not more, but not less.
Hopefully, this spring will be destroyed. And the construction of the "letnik" will not be allowed. And regulators will be removed after shippers. I don't want to see these nasty inscriptions on our houses anymore. I want, as in the good old days, to read that Vasya is a fool, and Spartak is a champion. I want to go out in the morning and see on the pavement even a naive, but such a joyful inscription: "Good morning, love!"
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