Let’s follow the history of creating a colossus through our Monolith (it works and as a Time Machine). We see interested persons. The chairman of the Council of Ministers Kosygin and the head of the KGB, Andropov. The first one was influenced by his father-in-law, whose name we have nothing, perhaps, will not say. A person traveled to the United States, conducted legal purchases of foreign equipment and was motivated to increase them. The second wanted to expand the scope of work for his economic scouts.
Two or three people willfully create a cyclopean institution. The resulting system is not viable. Is it only the matter? It is necessary to understand the nuances of the work of the collective. Otherwise, and so will be born helpless amoebae, like the stuck in the teeth of Skolkovo. Groups should be small, with a clear ranking and growth technologies. Sometimes they can merge. Unification – how to draw air into the chest. Hold your breath? Now it’s time to breathe out.
The basis of the union of creative groups of electronic engineers, with differences in electronic architecture, could be a single data input-output system.
A really friendly input-output interface, “Windows”, “Windows”, the Americans developed in 1983. In 1990, the Network ceased to be just a convenient kind of connection between American universities, and entangled the Earth. The Internet is twenty-five years old, but it seems that it always existed. And, thanks to enlarging in combination with the classification, he was born not in our country.
Has anything changed in Russia? Is this lesson learned at all levels?
…Here we are, workers building a complex of Golden Babylon. Sixteen electricians are in the division.
I choose a pavilion, I take out tools, a notebook, a pencil, I start to work. The customer, the designer comes, we constructively discuss everything. How, where – Internet, alarm, control system, sockets, lamps and switches. It all depends on the little things.
But, it is customary to work here, in the style of the Russian settlement. I’m thrown into the common pot. They say: “We must do everything faster, faster, faster.” In the pavilion, they fuss, drag wires, shift boxes and wave their hands. “Help them, do not hang on alone.”
Who, where, with whom, on what should now work? Just stop to look around – “you stand when we work diligently.”
As in such turmoil, you can do something good, right? Everything has to be done, let it be done quickly, but several times. And how much more difficult it will be to find out the correctable deficiencies? That’s it, the collective work.
The lesson is not learned.
We need real, initiative scientists, working on their own, sometimes easily joining forces. Broadcast!
Retired and Army
“What do you want?”
– To us, pensioners have raised their pensions three times. You should eat better – cottage cheese, fish, fruits and vegetables. Let them pay us fifty thousand! Or, no, no, a hundred!
– Well, well, let your dream come true. The leaders instruct the workers of the Central Bank, those who write out the supplement to the pensioners. So what? Money, and all the blessings come from Mars, is it only necessary to approve the law? If a pensioner eats more curd, someone’s kids will drink less milk. Business will run up, because money will be squeezed out of it. Only grandparents will remain in the country, and they will soon have nothing to live on.
But it seems that someone knows how to work on reality. And, spit on the fact that the benefits are taken from children. It’s about the military. The reason is the complacent mood of the then President.
As I understand, he did not have to see how the officers work. Appearance in the battery for half an hour (not always sober) – then disappear until the next day. The orderly and messenger is taught that the rest of the officer is inviolable.
They say that now the command staff almost sleeps in the barracks, for fear of emergency and dismissal. Something became better. So what?
We look at average salaries. Fifteen thousand rubles, for highly skilled workers, twice as many in Moscow and the Middle Suburbs. In the village, the income of a milkmaid, a tractor driver, may be two thousand. A worker who builds a monolithic house earns thirty-five, rarely forty. So from the beginning of zero – we do not receive any increase for long service, “difficult” terrain, and so on. If an employee is injured, he will not be paid a half million rubles; they will quickly be fired, without issuing seven salaries, as it should be “professional military”. There are no trade unions and existing laws. In case of death in production – five million rubles remain with the state. Perhaps this case will try to hide: “I left, we do not know where, the conversation is over.”
There are a lot of extra charges, the order of granting which can not be fully understood by any accountants.
However, people ate it. The general standard of living subsided, but people did not realize anything. He should have risen if the workers demanded – but remained the same – that it was considered a norm.
Forever such an “idyll” can not continue. The officer, even if he is paid a billion rubles, dollars, euros, in case of a full-scale war, will do nothing without backing. Maybe a new tank will be built for him – the workers of Uralvagonzavod, who receive eighteen thousand, or Izhmash – five. But, will reflect.
You indicate that the military is fighting for the Motherland, their heart is at gunpoint. There are also risks in civil proceedings. And industry is as vital as military affairs. Have you tried to push the crane-beam that was stuck in the middle of the workshop to the maintenance site? You did not think that she would jump off the rails – and then, after a second ring, will it all end?
At the same time, each of the workers, if they smell fried, will receive a summons, or even voluntarily go to where it is hot.
I admit, in the nineties the Army was supplied badly. Stop. The nineties?
At the enterprise the salary was detained for four months. In the middle of the summer of the ninety-sixth there was no one to borrow money for a quarter of bread. For three days I ate cherries, looked at the pigeons.
They say that raising the salary three and a half times, to one hundred and twenty thousand, the state gives what has long been indebted to the military. Then the next question: when will they start giving what is owed to the workers?
Normally the army is created to protect the people. People delegate authority; in case of a small war, to kill the enemy to trained people. The people are the boss who pays part of the earnings to the guards. But, the gentleman should have a contentment higher than the bodyguard. Or, it turns out, the army guards us for its food? Us, who never had trade unions to protect their interests?!
In Libya, Syria, Iraq, the Army’s supply was good. The situation of “ordinary” people is not very much so. And, you know, the military lost. Have conceded to the agitated masses. Surrendered to those who paid more.
We must speak and demand. And to organize everything around yourself is reasonable. Then the fate itself will tighten where it is better.
Where did we start? Pension. The wording should be different. We translate: facilitating the conditions of entrepreneurship, the development of industry, social activity. Write down all the points. Do not worry, when there will be money about you, the pensioners will not be forgotten.
Apartments, houses, land – for all
…What do you suggest Broadcasting?
– Veterans of war need to give an apartment!
“You… from the secular government?” That’s what they say. Try to object to something – you will become an enemy of the people.
My friends! Well, who in our country offends veterans? Fought grandfathers-grandmothers in the fifties and seventies of the last century received apartments. And, not once. Then, by the way, they were given to everyone for free.
The veteran has children. The apartment is exchanged, the pope gets a room in the communal apartment, gets up on the queue. He is given a new apartment, which passes to his grandchildren. Another exchange – a man in the queue for great-grandchildren, but, in the yard of the nineties, and the shop closes.
It is necessary to understand an important thing. People are equal. Well, or more precisely, it is an ideal to which one should strive.
Many people wildly need housing – but they can not buy it. Does war really need something to move? Officials have several apartments, sometimes since their birth, and can not imagine that somewhere for decades people do not feel the luxury of a personal life. Do not pay every month to landlords, do not clean the toilet every time for the grandmother, do not find her then dead in the bathroom… Do not hear what they say, utilities have risen in price by two hundred rubles, so you have to pay extra, since last month two thousand more. Otherwise, dear… you have to refuse.
We do not need Olympics and championships if, instead of them, be determined to implement the program, half a million people received warrants for apartments.
We, of course, are glad that we collected so many medals – the athletes with reverence store them in the closets. Of course, they have a comfortable housing. But, we remind: we do not have this.
We broadcast through Mol. Let the workers do not finish working at forty-five years old, they do not receive a pension of forty-four thousand (according to the rank of colonel, usually corresponding to the retirement officer’s retirement), they should be entitled to a free apartment by the age of forty. Just like their bodyguard, an officer. A person who has completed an emergency service must know that he will receive an apartment for free, by the indicated age. And, to do with her whatever she wants. Either a plot of land with communications. At forty, a man is not old, a wonderful future can open up to him.
Is it funny? But, otherwise the country will fall apart, just like the Union, despite thousands of tanks and planes. There will be Ruin.
A soldier, a citizen has the right to an apartment. Need to work out the nuances, but – whether this word is strong!
Spiritual Government on the science and role of individuals. Project of the City of Masters
A middle-aged man is suitable for our Throne (active part of the Monolith). An ironed out suit, a folder, horn-rimmed glasses, pointed features.
– I’m a scientist! Why do we get little money!? Spending on science, that is, irrevocable subsidies to us, should increase many times! Only in this way we can modernize the economy!
– Let’s consider this proposal. We were already getting to the topic. It’s time to take a weighted decision.
Have you ever wondered why there is not enough money for science? Maybe because they are scientists, should they feed the country? How much to say? I remember watching the face of the President when a crowd of academics addressed him, begging for money. I read something like: “How tired you are, beggars, how many feed, swallow like chicks, and ask for more. Only, unlike them, you do not grow …”.