And while you are planting programs of great transformations, building castles in the air, looking for mistakes in Hegel, hatching poem lines or trying to examine the X chromosome under a microscope

our humble workaholic vigilantly monitor by his sharp eyes whether is possible something chop off from you under cover of the guise of fighting of alien ideology: an apartment, a wife, a cow, an invention, position, or science rank.

Gradually he is heat up the atmosphere, and thus instead of a humble face you notice a wolf grin.

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http://notabenoid.org/book/22907/75348

Переводчики: nanocult