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Business Man and his 500 RSD Profit Potential

Couple of weeks ago, I went to the green market. It was weekend, I was minding my own business, thinking whether to buy potato at this stand, or maybe at that stand, and how about that other stand? I couldn’t yet decide, so, I went to find something else, taking a shortcut behind some counters, at the back of the green market. There is like a sidewalk, not particularly frequent, but still, there are passersby. And I witnessed a scene: a man, Gipsy, Tzigane, Roma, took some boots from the dumpster.  The boots were I think just thrown away, a moment before (otherwise, someone else would have already taken them). From what I could tell, they were in pretty good shape for thrown away boots; knee-high, wedges type of heels, leathery modern female boots. I think he even saw when their previous owner threw them away, he was walking along this sidewalk, saw somebody throw them away, and immediately saw his opportunity. His experienced eye caught this potential for business. I saw him in the moment he was taking them from the dumpster; he picked them up, continued walking his way, at the same time checking them out.  I heard some of his acquaintances mocking him for the boots, I couldn’t quite make out what exactly they said, but the tone was determining enough, they were making fun, but not of him, they were just fooling around (they cannot make fun of him, as I’m sure they’d do the same thing, if only they had the same chance). He replied to them something like “why not, they are good boots”. As he was already behind me, I heard somebody else asking him “how much are they?”, and immediately he answered “500 RSD[1]”. Just like that, without wasting too much time, on the go. That is a business man: quick scan, forming the price based on experience, immediate response, seizing the opportunity on both ends of the process, taking risks. Entrepreneur, smooth operator, he knows the market like the back of his pocket.


[1] 500 RSD = ca 5 €

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AMY WINEHOUSE 2011 TOUR Belgrade June 18th 2011 MOBY MOBY

In this text you will not find music critic of last night’s concert. In the first part you can find my theory about AmyAmyAmy. In the second part (only a few sentences short) I disclose that my new best friend is MOBY.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/entertainment-arts-13828023

Yes, it was all like they said in the news, and even worse. She came out to the stage running in, and immediately sat on the sound monitor, with her back to the audience. She took off her shoes – they were not even high heels; try to imagine (you male readers too) how wasted you have to be not to be able to stand in flats? Godblesser 🙂 They played an intro, then started second song, during which she started presenting musicians, like singers do at the end of a concert. And from then on, until the end: she stood, with her arms crossed over her chest, in kind of state where I believe she believed she was singing the whole concert, even though she just occasionally sang a line or two. She talked with the band (my favorite moment was somewhere in the second half of the concert, when she suddenly went to the bass player, who was standing a bit behind the rest of the musicians, and told him something. He replied to her, and then he went on with the music, and she roamed across the stage a bit). She constantly talked to 1 of the 2 backing vocals. Who knows what was all that about??  I mean, try to imagine what could she have told him, during concert, when she should have been singing; is it something profane like “hey you, what is this song? What’s my next line??”, or more profound like “where are we, I mean, what is our place in this universe? Are there many universes?? What is the meaning of everything???”  

Actually, I have a theory about that. I bet that her whole crew is working against her. I bet that whoever is managing her career is benefiting more from her when she’s like this, than when she’s “plain”. “Spectacle Amy” vs. “Singer Amy”. Crowds are not easily amused. They ask for specific things, very refined ones. ”Panem et circenses”, that’s what we want. So they give it to us. I bet that when she talks to band members during concert, all they reply is somewhere in the area of “…everything is black. Everything is nothingness. The world is a terrible place. There is too much pain in the world”, and so on. And after those words, all she can do is go and soak her sorrow, and misery, and lonely. “Why on earth would they do it??” you ask. Well, in those moments w/o Amy, they shine. Maybe that is their way to finally get their breakthrough. They are using the opportunity, why not when everybody else is taking advantage of this sad little sacred cow/wasted dragon. They are great musicians, just not interesting enough to become superstars, so they use those moments (w/o Amy) to pretend it is their concert, and that all the people came to see them. They do their best, like there is no Amy. Oh, did I tell you she went missing from the stage during 5-10 minutes? Maybe she went to the toilet. Maybe she tried some of Serbian food (it can go heavy on the untrained stomach), and had to “go”. There were jokes around the crowd that she tried rakia, which is Serbian 40% alcoholic liquor, and those are the consequences.

 

Where's Amy?

Now, the funny thing is I really really love her music. If I were a bit braver, I’d say that I am number 1 fan of her music in the whole wide world. I love her music, lyrics, her stage persona. Unfortunately, it turned out that is really her. Can you imagine? In the words of “Tears Dry on Their Own”: “…stupid me.” I am honestly sincerely disappointed. I was expecting a person that is just acting crazy (because that’s what audiences want to see), and at the same time that person to be brutally professional. I mean, it is 21st century, we have weapons of mass destruction, mutated E. Coli, tsunami (to name just a few things that have happened since beginning of the year). We have vegetarians, we have people making houses out of recycled materials, turning their minds toward space and all that. C’mon, how stupid you have to be today to do that many drugs?

I am naïve, right?

They said in the papers “Ms. Amy is coming with like 30 assistants, including … personal assistant, personal manager, personal hairstylist, stylist, make-up artist, style manager. She has a rider list of demands of 72 pages. No alcohol in the hotel.” They also said “Ms. has said she would like to see Belgrade, do some sightseeing”. Haha. Stupid, “stupid me”. Imagine you were this personal hairstylist or makeup artist, doing hair or make up on a person that is under very much of an influence of alcohol/drugs/whatever. “c’mon”, you say, “c’mon darlink, close your left eye, we have to put eyeliner…sit still, please, just one more eye and we’re done…please honey, sit still…”, try to visualise it in your heads. Would you feel ashamed, or sad, or mad, or like “hey, it pays the bills, at least I’m not selling my body, or dealing drugs on the corner to school kids”?

And one more thing: Average gross salary in Serbia is around 510 €= around 340 € net, and concert tickets were 45€. Transfer that into your country’s statistics.

On the other hand, Moby, who performed after her, was…brilliant. He is my new most favorite music in the whole wide world. He is a visionary, a poet, a hermit (with electronic music and electric guitar):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qdb4NyHdFfE

(if Amy existed in the time of this video, or if this video was made now, she would appear in it, haha)

Gaddafi as Lady Gaga

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20110325/ap_on_re_la_am_ca/lt_gadhafi_plastic_surgery

Plastic surgery – big deal, so what? It’s become a thing of everyday routine. Everybody does it, nobody’s even hiding it anymore. This thing he did was even feasible in local anesthesia, you know? Like going to the dentist, for example. I do not understand the intent behind the above linked text. What, he is bad because he is making himself look younger? He is a conniving bastard for doing so? That’s an attempt to discredit him, right? “Look”, the public gasps, “he is tricking his own people that he is younger! YOUNGER!! Maybe he even drinks virgin blood, or eats little garden elves, or…!!”

Who is he?

“Is he or isn’t he? (a phony)”

A mystery man?

A dictator?

A fashionista?

(write your own attribute)

Hand in hand, Gaddafi goes with headlines

“did she or didn’t she do all them ballet in that ballet movie??”

Or

“poor actor, he a drunk, litil darlink”

Remark no 1:

I mean, they are also human, you know.

Remark no 2:

Careful: all that spinning at one point might turn even the oppressor into a pop-star.

A singer “to give up Gaddafi concert fee”

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/entertainment-arts-12618084

Wow, super-duper!!

What, did she not spend the money, the very bills she got for this performance, so she can and will return the very same ones?

What, she was afraid to speak up? She was afraid of refusing to perform?

What, she wanted to speak up but didn’t because of so much work/whatever, so now she finally has time to do this, and just now this thing happens with Libya, like some kind of magical coincidence? Cosmic alignment? Faith? Destiny? She saw the sign? Could she share with large audience please what is the sign she saw that explained to her that she should return the money just now? Me, I’m having my own little doubts of life, so I’d like to see how to recognize the signs that tell us what to do. What? That would cost money? Well, how much money? Around “$1 million (£615,000)” you say? Well, sorry, I don’t carry that much cash around, terribly sorry. I don’t even have that much money on my bank account, sorry.

Don’t get me wrong. It is OK for me that somebody performs “for the family of Libyan leader“; hey, we’re only people. It is OK for me for that person to take the money for performing. It is OK for me that somebody refuses to perform “for the family of Libyan leader“. But it is not OK that you perform, take the money, and then say you will return the money only after 3 years, when it was discovered that the said Libyan leader is a “He’s-no-good”.

Why, you ask? Well, let me put it this way: it seems that the above mentioned singer thinks that now, when it is discovered that she performed for a fee for a “He’s-no-good”, she will get slammered in the media, and that is not OK for her, because then nobody will hire her to perform for a fee any more, or nobody will buy her songs, which further means that she cannot earn her salary singing anymore (I can imagine once you’re at least a bit known singer, that it is a nice way to earn a living). To try to prevent that, she now says “I return the money in question”, thinking that that simple sentence will kiss and make up. I honestly wouldn’t mind if she kept her mouth shut, or at least said “yes, I did it, it was wrong” or something similar. Or maybe if she said “I return the money but double the amount”, or even “triple the amount”, why not.

Human generosity can be limitless, if only one wants it to be.

And don’t get me started with thoughts about defining a price for that performance. How do you do it? Do you have a price list, like a menu in a restaurant that says

  • politicians                                                          XX $
  • businessman                                                     XX$
  • dictators                                                              $1 million (£615,000)
  • (add your own type of people)                  XX$

But that’s just me, and me is me, not you, or anybody else, you know?

Oh, life, or more precisely: charade of life, with me on top…

„ELEKTRIČNI ČEŠALJ ZA VAŠKE“

„ELEKTRIČNI ČEŠALJ ZA VAŠKE“

U današnjem prilogu biće dosta znakova navoda.

Danas na istorijskoj pozornici imamo na tapetu: Električni češalj za vaške.

Taj vrli proizvod reklamira se na jednom od sajtova na kojima se prodaje sve i svašta (novo, ne polovno, i valjda ne de-kra-no). Taj sajt reklamira se na jednom drugom sajtu koji ja povremeno pratim. Taj drugi sajt ima dnevne vesti, ali ja ga u stvari najviše pratim zbog nekog stripa… ne, u stvari, nema veze dalje koji je to sajt, da se mi vratimo na našu istorijsku pozornicu.

Dakle, da li je moguće da se u 21. veku, i to daleko „posle dvehiljadite“, 11 godina posle bombardovanja, ne samo nudi na prodaju, nego i reklamira češalj za vaške, i to putem savremenih metoda komunikacija? Jebote, jesmo li to samo ja i moje predrasude, da mislimo da taj što ima vaške nema kompjuter i ne zna šta je internet ni „onlajnšoping“?

Dobro dobro, znam i ja za slučajeve da je neko dobio vaške jer se vraćao autobusom sa rekreativne, inače izuzetno čisto i uzorno dete, al eto, neko drugo prljavo i pogano dete koje je sedelo na istom tom sedištu je imalo vaške, pa eto, one su skočile na sedište, pa i na prvog sledećeg koji je tu seo. Ali to više i nije tako često? Mislim, te vaske? Ili sam u strašnoj, strašnoj zabludi?

I u redu, mi smo samo treći svet, ne prvi ni drugi, ali treći svet znači da ima vodovod i kanalizacija, da ima gde da odeš da uradiš manikir (za pare), da ima…čekaj, koja još fantastična tekovina civilizacije, evo npr. i taj internet i to.

Ali češalj za vaške, i to električni? Elektrika, pa i to je neka tekovina čega ono beše?

Po slikama koje je proizvođač postavio, izgleda da je češalj na baterije (posle vidim da to i pise negde). Onako, lepo izgleda, dizajn je skroz na mestu. Cena je ono što me malko brine, 2.399 rsd, i to sa popustom, „na akciji je“, što bi rekli ovi s pijace. Ipak je to znatno više od onog običnog češlja sa gustim zupcima i praška iz apoteke. Jesmo li to samo ja i moje predrasude, da mislimo da taj što ima vaške, a nema kompjuter i ne zna šta je internet ni „onlajnšoping“, nema ni te pare da kupi ovaj vajni proizvod?

Da pogledamo malo i fotografije koje je proizođač postavio, kako bi na pravi način prikazao svoj proizvod, da slučajno ne dođe do neke zabune.

Fotografija 1 prikazuje proizvod na beloj pozadini, ništa posebno.

Fotografija 2 prikazuje češalj u upotrebi: žena, rumenih obraza i tamne tamne kose, češlja dete, rumenih obraza i p-lave kose, skroz plave kose, ovim našim češljem, u nekom kupatilu prijatno svetlo-sivih pločica. Valjda treba da predstavljaju majku i dete, šta li. Da, znate vi nas, odmah ćemo primetiti da ta žena nikako ne može da bude majka tom detetu, pa zaboga, ona je tako tamne kose, a mali p-lav!! (iako svi znamo da se mnoge žene danas farbaju, i znamo da zbog tamo nekih kombinacija dete može da uopšte ne liči na 1 od roditelja itd). zapravo, ova reklama ima sličnu postavku kao i Ikeini katalozi, imaš i bele i crne i sve ostale, otkud znam kakvi sve ljudi danas ne postoje. Dečačić se onako malo kao osmehuje, a žena se smeje. Valjda treba da nam pokažu kako to ništa ne boli, ni češljanog ni češljatora, ili tako nešto.

A možda zapravo predstavljaju vaspitačicu u školi i učenika. To je skroz na mestu, ali ne mogu da se otmem utisku soc fazona, kao, radni kolektiv, omladinski kolektiv, idemo na radnu akciju, decu podižemo u školama, znači nisu deca svojih roditelja nego celog našeg naroda, u školama ih učimo kako da drže pušku itd.

Fotografija 3 prikazuje psa i mačku, u prijateljskom zagrljaju, na travi. Pas je zlatni retriver, a svi valjda znamo da zlatni retriveri predstavljaju benevolentna bića, vole ljude, smeju se stalno, bla bla. Mačka je neka žujka, i još uvek je mače, odmara žmirkajući naslonjena na retrivera. Slika je prava bombonjera. Njih dvoje „kuliraju“ na travi naše bašte, posle vesele i bezbrižne igre, gde je mače glumilo da napada kera, a ker glumi da se kao plaši. Trava nam je uredno podšišana, zdrave zelene boje, sigurno su tu odmah izvan kadra i naše lepe plastične baštenske stolice (možda i od bambusa, za one sa dubljim džepom). I mi smo tu, odmah izvan ivica kadra, odmaramo na našoj baštenskoj ležaljci, koja je drvena, skoro smo je mazali zaštitnim slojem (ipak stoji napolju, osteti se vremenom od „elemenata“), prekriveni smo slatkim malim ćebićima, mekanim k’o duša, i srcad su nam puna dok gledamo bezbrižne vragolane, kera i žujku, kako se jure i prevrću po travi (je l sam beše pomenula da je trava uredno potkresana, lepe, zdrave zelene boje?).

Zajebavam se, znam da je trik da ako hoćeš da prodaš jedan jedini proizvod, moraš u stvari da ponudiš jedan „lajfstajl“.

Dakle, kupujući ovaj proizvod, kupujete srećnu porodicu srednje klase, koja živi u kući sa dvorištem i ima 2 kućna ljubimca. To ti je paket-aranžman, kao one montažne kuće.

Takođe, možda hoće da nam poruče da je njihov proizvod, koji nam nude na prodaju putem „onlajnkupovine“ pogodan i za životinje (ili je možda testirano na životinjama?- ahaha). Hm, nisam čula da životinje imaju baš vaške. Imaju životinje razne gadosti, ali vaške nisu 1 od njih.

Fotografija 4 nam uliva poverenje u proizvod, kaže da proizvod ima neku garanciju (ej, 3 godine!) i neke sertifikate.

I to je skoro pa sve, još ima i kratak opis proizvoda. Evo, neki su već dodali šaljive komentare na sajt. Da, na sajtu postoji i ta mogućnost, da prokomentarišete proizvod.

Hej, upravo mi je sinulo, pa proizvođač ide na to da je današnji moderan čovek (pa čak i ovaj naš iz trećeg sveta) opsednut „gedžetima“, pa je pomislio kako je ovo pravi izbor za elektrifikaciju. Zamisli, neki frajer (upotrebljavam tu reč u nedostatku bolje), u nekom dobrom odelu, ili možda majici sa kragnom, prijatno roze boje, sa satom sa metalnom narukvicom, možda ima možda nema neki tanki tanki lančić koji samo malo bljesne ispod majčice, u farmerkama (ne sa spuštenim džepovima), i onim …patikicama, znate one patikice sa tankim đonom, kožne su, uglavnom bele ili krem boje, onako…uredno deluju. E takvog frajera tražimo npr. u bašti nekog kafića. Sedi sa drugarom, piju kapućino i pričaju o običnim stvarima. Možda su kupili i današnje novine, koje stoje na stolu. Stoje na stolu, pored kapućina, kole, čaše vode. I mobilnog telefona jednog, drugog. MP3 plejera. „Blekberija“. Ključeva od kola. Cigara nema na tom stolu, takvi frajeri ne puše. I električni češalj za vaške. Namerno neću da razmišljam u pravcu „kako ga nije sramota“. Pa to ne treba da bude sramota, čovek brine o sebi, razmišlja kako da eliminiše gamad. To bi bilo kao kada bismo se smejali čoveku koji kupuje kondom, ili antibiotik, svejedno.

Ma zajebavam se, koristan je proizvod, stvarno.

Ozbiljna sam, proizvod je skroz na mestu. Pogledajte na inter-netu, ima puno tekstova o tim vaškama, pogotovo sada, kada su deca krenula u školu. Nego me je to malo zateklo, pa sam se šokirala kad sam prvi put videla „Električni češalj za vaške“. Ne zamerite.

„MONOPOLISTI DOBIJAJU KONKURENCIJU“

YESTERDAY’S NEWS

 „MONOPOLISTI DOBIJAJU KONKURENCIJU“

U ovom tekstu će biti samo malo ružnih reči.

Neko se stvarno zajebava samnom. Je l nikome nije čudna ova vest:

 http://www.blic.rs/Vesti/Tema-Dana/207928/Svi-monopolisti–ce-dobiti-konkurenciju

Za trenutak kada na datom linku više ne bude moguće da se pročita vest: Srbija, naša država, objavila je kako će uskoro početi da se obračunava sa monopolistima. Od svih reči u ovoj rečenici, ne znam koju da podvučem, koju da podebljam, a koju da ispišem kurzivom. Sve su zajebane (soproštenjem).

Država će to da uradi tako što će da PRIVUČE još lanaca, firmi itd. Aha, pazi kako smo preduzimljivi. To dalje treba da dovede do toga da se razvije kao konkurencija, pa neće više biti monopol, razumeš, a zaprećene su i STROGE novčane kazne (mada, ruku na srce, i sam tekst kaže kako sud još uvek nije potvrdio nijedno rešenje te neke Komisije za zaštitu konkurencije).

Drugari, je l se sećate „zakleo se bumbar u cvet i u med“?

I još samo ovo o tekstu, novine su obavile razgovor sa „njihovim izvorom iz Vlade“, predsednicom te neke Komisije za zaštitu konkurencije, predsednikom Privredne komore Srbije, i još nekoliko nekakvih privrednika-biznismena itd. Tekst je onako, korektan, ali nije problem u tome.

Čekaj, hoćete da mi kažete da država ništa nije znala da je ovaj jedan pokupovao sve lance superminimarketa? Ili da je ova jedna firma pokupovala sve mlekare u Srbiji? I da se nekako ispostavilo da  su ovi jedini koji operišu „naftnim derivatima“? hoćete da mi kažete da to tako funkcioniše, kao, niko ne može da provali šta se dešava, ja dodjem jedan dan i kupim jedan lanac marketa, onda dodjem drugi dan i kupim drugi lanac marketa, ma šta lanac, kupim bre celu firmu, onda ih prefarbam u moje boje, i tako po vasceloj Srbijici, i i dalje niko ništa ne provaljuje? Možda su ti koji treba da primete i sankcionišu stvaranje monopola toliko outmeni, da oni ne idu sami u nabavku, kad im treba hleb, mleko, ulje, nego im ide služinčad? Pa onda ni ne mogu da vide šta se dešava na ulici? Možda služinčad o tome i priča, kad se vrati iz nabavke, možda komentarišu dešavanja sa terena, dok pripremaju ručak za belog gospodara, ili dok se uveče greju oko šporeta na drva, i slušaju bahanalije gospodara; ili ne mora bahanalije, pa nisu gospodari uvek bahati, možda sviraju klavir i pevaju elegične pesme, uveče, oko kamina? Ali, pošto su gospodari zauzeti svojim poslovima, oni ne čuju šta služinčad priča, pa tako i ne znaju šta se dešava. Uostalom, što bi i slušali šta posluga priča.

Ne znam da li sam jasna. Ja sam mislila da je usitnjena birokratska struktura u kojoj je nemoguće videti celinu bilo kog procesa primenjiva samo na nas, plebs. To je ono kada npr dodješ da izvadiš nova dokumenta, ili da predaš dokumenta da se prijaviš za socijalnu pomoć, ili za kredit za stan, ili da se upišeš u neke registre, ti ne vidiš gde to vodi, jer ovaj za šalterom zna samo da treba da mu doneseš toliko i toliko papira; on po nekom automatizmu to stavi u odredjeni pretinac, a šta se dalje dešava možda znaju na šalteru 5, ili u sobi 28.

Ali, majku mu, ja sve nešto razmišljam, pa dobro, jedno sam ja, a jedno je država. Ta država, ne, čekaj, to mora da se napiše velikim početnim slovom, Država, pa to je zakon, ustav, propis, prepis, podnesak, onda i okrugli pečat, zavodnički pečat, primljeno, potvrdjeno itd. To je  Država, a ne neka neozbiljna zajebancija, uostalom, tu sve mora mnogo ozbiljnije da se prati i nadgleda, jer će nekom da leti glava sa ramena. Ovako kako pročitah ovu vest ispada da je njihova tematska pesma „zakleo se bumbar u cvet i u med“; setite se “neće tu da vršlja OD SAD bilo ko“, dakle od sad, ne od trenutka kad su formirali vladu, ili zašto da ne, od kad postoji država.

Evo da priznam: ja ne znam koja služba treba da prati takve stvari, ko to treba da je budan i da prati kretanja kapitala u zemlji, pretpostavljam da nije baš DeBe, ali tako neko, šta znam, ko ima veze sa tim porezima, imovinama itd (ili možda u potpunosti grešim). A sigurna sam da treba da postoji neka služba. Ovako, kad se pročita ova vest, ispada kao da je ta služba sad skoro formirana. Kao,  imamo nekog tamo službenika, činovnika, koji je samo radio svoj posao, udarao po tastaturi ceo dan, i na početku svakog meseca dobijao platu za prethodni mesec, ali odjednom, on oseti neki nemir, neke „cifre“ se nisu uklapale, pa je prikupio dokumenta, raširio ih po stolu, crtao šeme, našao planove, kopirao ih, molio ljude koje poznaje po raznim arhivama da mu daju neke informacije, neko ga je zbog svega toga jurio i pretio mu, ali ne, on se nije uplašio, tojeste, uplašio se, ali je smatrao da istina mora da se obnaroduje, pa kad je došao do zaključka šta se desilo,  izneo ga je na videlo javnosti. I onda se kao formirala ta komisija. Ili sam to upravo prepričala film „Pelican Brief“?

Znam znam, neko će reći „pa malecka, ne ide to tako, ako si ti brljiva, zašto i taj tamo u nekoj državnoj (pardon, Državnoj) kancelariji ne bi bio brljiv“, ili „pa znam malecka, ali aki si ti brljiva, onda je i Država brljiva, mi svi treba da radimo zajedno da blabla“.

I dobro, sve i da je tako, šta onda? Sad se jadna država iznervirala, i rekla „NO PASSARAN!!“ (ovi danas na i oko vlasti su iz tog „NO PASSARAN!!“ vremena, njima je to još uvek kao taj sveti, uzvišeni usklik potlačenih tralala), „nećemo više dozvoljavati da nas maltretiraju pokvareni monopolisti!!“.  I odmah sednice, saveti, koncili, sudjenja, javna pogubljenja, prepravljanje istorije, oduzimanje/vraćanje imovine?

Imam i rečenicu – favorit u tekstu, gospodja presednica Komisije za zaštitu konkurencije: „…država na srpsko tržište želi da dovede još trgovinskih lanaca…“ . Koja država, oprostite, ako smem da pitam? Naša država? Je l vam to bila novogodišnja želja? Ili je to plan za od ponedeljka, ili od prvog u mesecu? Je l se to promenila vlada, pa prethodna to nije želela, a ova sada želi?

Pa čekaj, ko je dozvolio taj monopol?

Mislim, jasno mi je sve, nego ne mogu da verujem da imaju „muda“ da mi to podmeću, i da imaju tako grozno mišljenje o meni.

I koga oni nazivaju naivnim glupakom?

Treba im jebati mater, ja da vam kažem.