The march of the absurdity
Probably awkward in this case - this is, first of all, I am. But I'm not alone, read to the end and understand that the second value here is collective. I rarely go to rallies and demonstrations, mainly due to anti-a-stock instinct (which, however, also ralves all its carriers in an boundless motley herd), partly due to the inertia, cowardice and laziness, called in our everyday life. But on this New Year's Eve, I decided to look at 18.00 on the Triumphal Square.