In my experience, friendships like that show a significant lack of durability, depending on whether you’re judged convenient or not.
Pete Rogan
I forgot to mention that Chiphu’s dealing with a somewhat-crazed Tesfay has raised his stock in my estimation. He doesn’t seem as self-centered as prior, and helpful to the general concept of humanity, something becoming rather scarce in these pandemic days.
As for involving the G.O.B…. The two problems with this idea are 1) Delay and bureaucratization, and 2) finding the puppy-people have prepared their allies against this possibility who will lob as many sabots into the works as they can get away with without showing their hand. Or paw. Or tentacle, or whatever. (mutters in Russian): ????????! ??????????! (Politics! Bureacracy!)
Which reminds me: People say French is the most romantic language, but no. It doesn’t hold a candle to Russian for shear passion. If you don’t believe me, try looking at someone you love, and counting from one to twelve in Russian. Slowly. And with feeling.
Andrzej
Being from Poland I remember one Kashpirovskii, an MD-turned-hypnotizer, insanely popular in ’90s Poland. “Adin, dwa, tri, czetyrie, tolko spokojna, tolko spokojna”… He *did* have a dreamy voice.
When you ARE the bureaucracy, or friends with it, things tend to go a bit faster and effectively.
It’s all about knowing that secret form that let you skip the other 100 forms.
In my experience, friendships like that show a significant lack of durability, depending on whether you’re judged convenient or not.
I forgot to mention that Chiphu’s dealing with a somewhat-crazed Tesfay has raised his stock in my estimation. He doesn’t seem as self-centered as prior, and helpful to the general concept of humanity, something becoming rather scarce in these pandemic days.
As for involving the G.O.B…. The two problems with this idea are 1) Delay and bureaucratization, and 2) finding the puppy-people have prepared their allies against this possibility who will lob as many sabots into the works as they can get away with without showing their hand. Or paw. Or tentacle, or whatever. (mutters in Russian): ????????! ??????????! (Politics! Bureacracy!)
>sigh< Fine. Politika! Byurokratiya! (mutters in Polish): Krwawy ziemski dron t?umacz?cy!
Hey! Watch your language!
“English! What’s yours?”
(Courtesy of the Flying Karamazov Brothers.)
Which reminds me: People say French is the most romantic language, but no. It doesn’t hold a candle to Russian for shear passion. If you don’t believe me, try looking at someone you love, and counting from one to twelve in Russian. Slowly. And with feeling.
Being from Poland I remember one Kashpirovskii, an MD-turned-hypnotizer, insanely popular in ’90s Poland. “Adin, dwa, tri, czetyrie, tolko spokojna, tolko spokojna”… He *did* have a dreamy voice.