"Rejoiceing slaves rejoice, the master is thanks"

On July 6, 2021, the celebration of the 300th anniversary of Kuzbass will be held. On October 11, last year, the region started to count 1000 days before this commemorative date.

The decision is a little to submit Kuzbass, catching a couple of roads, courtyards, having completed several construction projects and built several new socially significant objects, is commendable. It confuses one thing - the inability to develop without reference to loud dates. In order to perform work that is not only to develop-to restrain the rate of degradation, the authorities had to invent the 300th anniversary of Kuzbass.

And this is a key point, by the way.

And the nag is running, what else remains for her?

They clearly make it clear that they do not even think about any development in order to improve the situation of people. All those crumbs that they are ready to brush off their table so that we will cover them is an exclusively gift for the holiday. So that when you peck, they sang, danced, have fun. In order for the delight to be for the eyes: the slaves rejoice, they fall to their knees, the master is thanking.

All this technology for distracting attention sews with white threads.
They put them in the crisis manager for redrawing the raw material market, and the population in front of the face hung carrots on the stick-"300th anniversary of Kuzbass, No. 1 for the Urals" with a pair of buns. Run the birthmarks. Do not think about anything. Drive to full speed - she looms in front. It remains 1000 days, 950, 900, 800 - the treasured numbers shine on the scoreboard.

And the nag is running, what else remains for her?

What will happen the next day after the cherished festival, when it collapses the ground exhausted and exhausted? There is no time to think about it, leave me alone, you have to run! And run. Even how they run! You look at the Instagram comments to Civilev - they rush, birth, stumble, fall to their knees, thanks, rise and continue to run, while they are calmly and methodically robbing.

Well ... Run, run ... after midnight and the sun at the zenith.

Vyacheslav Cherny - Entrepreneur (Tashtagol city)

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