Dyatlov Quotes

My quality of life does not justify the effort required to cope with it

I don't remember Sherlock Holmes ever mentioning what you are supposed to do when you've eliminated everything improbable, and nothing is left.

only a few hours and was now struggling to stay alert on this first day of our trip. I left my companions for a moment to explore the station. Fifty-three winters ago, the Dyatlov hikers had nearly missed their evening train leaving

My father gave me everything he had. Everything I had I gave to alcohol.

They say getting sober in AA is simple, but not easy. Just like winning the lottery, I guess.

some kids can't do drama because their life is a lie

That's not who I am, and you aren't paying me enough to be an actor.

the mind can always trace the genesis of an idea... provided it has enough time to do so...

Across both doors was a splash of vandalism in the universal language of Fuck You.

you talk so much, I don't know when to pay attention

Continuing the experiment after falling to such a low power level resulted in the reactor becoming unstable enough to explode, and Dyatlov holds all the blame for this one crucial decision.

Siberia,” historically, has been less a geographical designation than a state of mind, a looming threat—the frozen hell on earth to which czarist and Communist Russias sent their political undesirables. By this definition, Siberia is not so much a place as it is a hardship to endure, and perhaps that’s what Vladimir means when he says that we are in Siberia. I trudge on.

Good-bye, my friend, good-bye My love, you are in my heart. It was preordained we should part And be reunited by and by. Good-bye: no handshake to endure. Let’s have no sadness—furrowed brow. There’s nothing new in dying now Though living is no newer.

you have to find the words to make it sound important

My name is anonymous and I am full of shit.

The fact that you have unlimited texts does not necessarily mean that you cannot stop talking

I hate having to repeat myself, but sometimes there is really nothing else to say

If you are really doing all this for your kids, then why are you so mean to them?

I don’t think I’ll be able to fool myself into thinking that I actually care about someone again

why don't You try living with my parents for a few years, and Then tell me that sex androids and artificial wombs are a bad idea.

people go insane without fairy tales

Or maybe they enjoy it now, like the lions of Tsavo,” Steven added. “The lions started out killing people for food, but ended up doing it for sport. For fun.

Infrasound had been used by Nazi Germany to stir up anger and strong emotions in crowds assembled to hear Hitler speak.

a great way to hide the truth is to write a lot of non-fiction

In Soviet Russia, maybe we could only have cars all the same color, but at least our women weren't sluts and no one did any drugs, I think.

People. They're not all bad, but do you really want to risk it? Perhaps that was the unofficial motto of the Soviet Union...

how can life be dear when there is so damn much of it

She screamed. She was still screaming when her tongue was torn out, along with the inside of her mouth.

you probably wanted to feel sorry for yourself more than you wanted what you said you wanted

The hikers themselves would not have damaged their own tent in this way, even by accident, so this seems to suggest one thing: Someone from the outside knifed his way through the tent on that terrible night.

Sponsor said relationships are fertilizer for character defects. I thought about it, prayed about it, and agreed. I guess it's better to minimize damage, adopt a sane and sound ideal, and buy pussy from now on.

I stopped slut-shaming a long time ago, so don't give me shit for living with my mother. It's basically the same thing if you think about it. If you can't grow the fuck up, don't expect me to do a helluva lot of work either.

By spring, the suppositional winds were blowing in the direction of a military cover-up. One of the members of the search party who had been on the scene when the remaining bodies were found, had one such theory involving UFOs and temporary insanity.

Either way, even 30MWt is near-as-makes-no-difference a complete shutdown and not even enough energy to power the water pumps. At such a low power, an atomic process of ‘poisoning’ the reactor begins - a release of the isotope xenon135, which absorbs and seriously inhibits the fission reaction - and the test was over before it began. Had this massive drop in power never happened, the test would have proceeded without incident and the RBMK’s dangerous shortcomings may never have come to light. Crucially, however, the man in charge of the test, 55-year-old Deputy-Chief Engineer Anatoly Dyatlov, did not stop.

if you really think about it, the only real means of production out there are dumb bitches with big tits...... that's the truth we keep trying to hide and run from. we create activities to distract us... for a while... there's too many of them (dumb bitches with big tits), but still in high demand....... I guess.

Bryukhanov and Fomin, as the highest ranking men at the plant, were each sentenced to ten years in prison, Dyatlov received five, Kovalenko and Rogozhkin: three, and Laushkin: two. Bryukhanov and Dyatlov - who wrote a book telling his side of the story some years afterwards, in which he placed the blame almost squarely on the designers - were released from prison early due to poor health brought on by radiation exposure. Chief Engineer Nikolai Fomin was declared insane in 1990 and transferred to a psychiatric hospital. Astonishingly, after he recovered he was allowed to return to work at the Kalinin Nuclear Power Plant near Moscow.

These days about the worst job you can have is be a US military man. It's so shameful. You're so expensive, yet so completely useless. You know you can't fuck with Russia because they'll just start blowing nukes up for shits and giggles. And you can fuck with China because they probably have a shitton of biological weapons stashed in every Chinatown to take out most US population very, very quickly. At least that’s what I would do, and THEY are a lot smarter than I am. So you keep busy and pretend to be useful by killing Arabs in caves and shit, cuz that seems like a pretty low risk adventure. but... even that's gonna come back and bite you in the Ass eventually... these things usually do...

Back when I dressed nice and uh... had some money in pocket I'd meet girls, you know. And eventually you gotta Pop the question, right? Do you charge for sex or do you sleep with people you actually like? of course that didn't ALWAYS end well... and now it's 2020 and they give me TRUMP or BIDEN. oh you assholes. I guess Karma is a bitch. No thanks... I think I'm staying in.

The explosion tore away water pipes used to supply coolant into the bottom of the core, preventing the reactor from being fed with water by the mangled pumps. Unfortunately, the operators did not realise this - or were in denial, given the horrifying consequences a reactor explosion would entail - and their lack of understanding lead them down the wrong course of action which served only to exacerbate the situation and throw lives away. Instead, Deputy-Chief Engineer Dyatlov became convinced the explosions had been caused by hydrogen in the Safety Control System’s emergency water tank, and that the reactor must still be intact. Even though he had no real basis for this explanation - and if he had looked out of a window he would have seen that he was wrong - he acted on this belief for hours after.

When I was a little boy and we were leaving Russia for some reason... my parents told me to say that we're moving to Belarus. Then we came to America and my parents like to say that we're FROM Belarus... I think so they don't hate us for being Russian. I guess we might actually be from Belarus, but I honestly don't know much about it. As they say, little lies become big lies, so most days, I like to think I'm from Paris.

The joy of being a REAL alcoholic, is that you just want booze, and nothing else. You've lost faith in God, and people (except Mom maybe), and government, and you know deep in your heart that all you really want to do is drink on the beach somewhere, all day long, forever. even after all the stupid steps. All 12 of them, thoroughly, you know you just want a goddamn beer. Maybe they'll put THAT in the next edition big book.

At 01:23:04, turbine 8 was disconnected and began to coast down.114 The operators still had no idea what was about to happen and began a calm discussion, remarking that the reactor’s task was complete and they could start to shut it down.115 Exactly what happened next is not 100% clear. Dyatlov claimed afterwards that the test proceeded as normal with no problems and that Akimov pressed the EPS-5 emergency safety button simply to shut down the reactor at the test’s conclusion as planned. Others said there were shouts and that Akimov pressed it after Toptunov saw readings on his control board that indicated a serious problem. Though reactivity increased slightly as the turbine speed dropped, some reports and simulations have concluded that no strange phenomena occurred prior to pressing the button and that all readings, under the circumstances, were normal.

So it's 2019. I'm gonna say the right thing to do is for the US to declare bankruptcy (Trump can do it… done it before…), and dismantle the criminal state of Israel as it exists today. Unfortunately, politicians are so full of shit and AIPAC money, and the economy is so addicted to war, and the US population is so fucking stupid... that we’ll probably have to go and try to fuck up another two or three countries before moving on to a decent, honest life.

Eventually... for me by the time you're 25 or so, you just start running out of shit to do. Books to read... people to meet. I was too chicken to be an "entrepreneur" in college and I wish that back then someone told me... stressed to me, that if you score above a certain percentile on the SAT.... you just won't be running into too many people... who have the credibility to tell you what to do. And they say I can't Drink anymore, either. So now... what?

In his 1973 “literary investigation,” The Gulag Archipelago, Solzhenitsyn exposed the practices of the Soviet penal system: “If the intellectuals in the plays of Chekhov who spent all their time guessing what would happen in twenty, thirty or forty years had been told that in forty years interrogation by torture would be practiced in Russia; that prisoners would have their skulls squeezed within iron rings, that a human being would be lowered into an acid bath; that they would be trussed up naked to be bitten by ants and bedbugs; that a ramrod heated over a primus stove would be thrust up their anal canal (the ‘secret brand’); that a man’s genitals would be slowly crushed beneath the toe of a jackboot; and that, in the luckiest possible circumstances, prisoners would be tortured by being kept from sleeping for a week, by thirst, and by being beaten to a bloody pulp, not one of Chekhov’s plays would have gotten to its end because all the heroes would have gone off to insane asylums.

The main circulating pumps began to cavitate and fill with steam, reducing the flow of valuable cooling water and allowing steam voids (pockets of steam where there should be water) to form in the core. A positive void coefficient was occurring: the absence of cooling water causing an exponential power increase. In simple terms, more steam = less water = more power = more heat = more steam. Because 4 of the 8 water pumps were running off the decelerating turbine, less and less water was supplied to the reactor as power increased. Throughout the building, ‘knocks’ were heard from the direction of the main reactor hall. Akimov’s control board indicated that the rods hadn’t moved far before freezing, only 2.5 meters from their raised position. Thinking quickly, he released the clutch on their servomotors to allow the heavy rods to fall into the core under their own weight, but they didn’t move: jammed. “I thought my eyes were coming out of my sockets. There was no way to explain it,” recalled Dyatlov, six years later. “It was clear that this was not a normal accident, but something much more terrible. It was a catastrophe.”118

So I saw someone with one of those "home of the free because of the brave" shirts a few days ago. I almost laughed. I tried not to because of the upcoming Veterans day… I guess. Home of the Slaves because of the cowards, I think would be more appropriate. Look at these American wars. Vietnam… Iraq… is that really the “brave” thing to do? Beating up on little countries cuz u’r trying to look brave huh? Cowards. And then they tell me to go work at Kroger? Are you insane? Don’t you know my fucking SAT score, you dumb fuck? Why don’t you go and invade Croatia or something instead. Idiots.

Akimov, prevailed upon by Dyatlov that the reactor could be saved, tried to start the diesel generators before witnessing his superior send two young trainees - Viktor Proskuryakov and Aleksandr Kudyavtsev - to the reactor hall with instructions to lower the control rods by hand. He sent them to their deaths. Dyatlov spent the rest of his life regretting the moment. “When they ran out into the corridor, I realized it was a stupid thing to do. If the rods had not come down by electricity or gravity, there would be no way of getting them down manually. I rushed after them, but they had disappeared,” he said a few years before his death.130 The trainees made it to the massive reactor hall, having navigated their way past destroyed rooms and elevators, and only remained in the vicinity for a minute - stunned by what they saw - but that was enough. They died a few weeks later. Returning to the Unit 4 control room, tanned deep brown by the massive dose of radiation they had absorbed, the pair reported that the reactor was simply no longer there. Dyatlov refused to believe them, insisting they were mistaken: the reactor was intact, the explosion had come from an oxygen/hydrogen mix in an emergency tank. Water had to be supplied to the core!

Jordan B. Peterson says self-esteem doesn’t exist… and that SE training mostly results in narcissism. Jack Canfield says he wrote his first book about it. And guess what? They’ve BOTH been to Harvard! What are we to do in this confusing world? I started going to AA meetings and people there tell you to find a loving God… and then to get a job at the Kroger… Something’s wrong with this picture. If self-esteem exists, and I pray to God that it does, I cannot possibly find a job that will pay me enough money without undermining the dignity of my work, after all this Spirituality, and Sobriety, and Self Esteem & Therapy I've accumulated.... don't make me laugh. And I’m a bright guy, too. Officially.

Although Dyatlov, Shift Foreman Akimov, and Senior Reactor Control Engineer Toptunov had violated some operating regulations, they were ignorant of the deadly failing of the RBMK-1000 that meant that insertion of the control rods, instead of shutting down the reactor at the end of the test, could initiate a runaway chain reaction. Every one of the investigators behind the report now agreed that the fatal power surge that destroyed the reactor had begun with the entry of the rods into its core. ‘Thus the Chrnobyl accident comes within the standard pattern of most severe accidents in the world. It begins with an accumulation of small breaches of the regulations. … These produce a set of undesirable properties and occurrences that, when taken separately, do not seem to be particularly dangerous, but finally an initiating event occurs that, in this particular case, was the subjective actions of the personnel that allowed the potentially destructive and dangerous qualities of the reactor to be released.’ IAEA experts revealed at last the true magnitude of the technical cover-up surrounding the causes of the disaster: the long history of previous RBMK accidents, the dangerous design of the reactor, its instability, and the way its operators had been misled about its behavior. In dense scientific detail, it described the inherent problems of the positive void coefficient and the fatal consequences of the control rod ‘tip’ effect. (pp. 347-348)

People tell ya to grow up… be a man… But what does that mean exactly? Doesn’t it mean to do the right thing… act forthrightly. Well… I think we need to give people money… UBI… Negative tax… whatever the hell you call it. And then parents say, hey, stay out of Politics, WE’RE NOT FROM AROUND HERE… Fine. Where are we from? Belarus? Okay. Well we’re from Belarus, why couldn’t we get UBI in Belarus? Parents say shut up, the President’s a dictator. Oh? Well, call me an idealist, but seems to me like you’re just looking for shit to complain about and run from your problems. A word of advice to potential immigrants. Stay away from this shit hole. These American schools tend to pump out sluts, alcoholics, and non-binary homeless philosophers.

Tim Ferriss, Rogaine, Brian Rose, Rich Roll... etc. how do they get away with this shit. Have long talks with mostly uninteresting characters, and sometimes they just fucking interview each other. How do I get in on the action. On this little scam. Just kidding. I have better things to do. I got Runescape. Sometimes I watch Mishlove. At least he talks to dogs and poltergeists.

So... I've been thinking about starting a wedding planning Business... You know, like an arranged marriage sort of thing. So... who wants to be in the presence of True Love??

I can’t speak to UFOs, although I do think it’s incredibly self-centered of us to think we’re the only planet with intelligent life—using ‘intelligent’ very loosely in regard to our species.

Once you get people addicted to alcohol in college, you make it almost impossible for them to stop drinking - Milton Friedman. Just kidding. I said it. But inspired by Milton. hehe.

Alright I'll admit not all Americans are fucking stupid. I have respect for Carl Rogers, for example. Dude puts a lot of stock in Experience. Personal experience. And what has my experience been? Well. Russia was nice. I had two bicycles and girls liked me. What's not to like? Then they drag me here (Michigan). Make me work my ass off because parents are idiots and don't speak English. I don't get any pussy till 22. And now they say I still owe school loans? Honestly, I don't remember much of school. Seems like some kinda scam to me. What is to be concluded from this? Either my father is a piece of shit, or America is a shithole. Maybe both. Experience.

I once had a burning desire to become a therapist. Then I realized I am not altogether impressed with the field. All they really had to do was get me to stop drinking, and after 8 years, they are still failing miserably. I still Love Booze... and Now I get the secondary payoff of 'beating' my substance counselor. hehehe. Idiots.

I don't mind getting a job, but You need to understand that I have an 80 foot motor yacht on my Vision board.

Annoying neighbor woman keeps telling me to get a job. You can't just sit around and do nothing. You'd be out on the street if you were MY child... she keeps saying. So what do you want me to do, exactly? Study Elephants in Norway, like YOUR kids? No... she says... you need a PHD for that job. Well I rest my case. Fuck work.

I met a girl named Shelby once or twice. For some reason, the image of a car sprung to mind. After some liquid courage, I asked her. How she would like to make my babies. She blocked me on that one social media network. I was expecting a business plan. See, her father tricked me. He made me believe I was dealing with a rational human being. But, hey, maybe we all learned something... didn't we?

ANYONE WITH 16 YRS OF SOBRIETY SHOULD GET A FUCKING OSCAR

People keep telling me to read the Bible this year for some reason. REAAAAAD the Bible. Alright. Well. Let's start with Genesis. What's that about? What strikes Me about Genesis, is One man, one woman. They disobey God. then they have to work. Now what do we have in the real world? What do we have? Well we have lots of slutty chicks, usually. Then some fools chasing that used up pussy. And you STILL have to work, huh? Well, you should know that you'll have to pay me a lot of money for me to buy enough pussy to compensate for all this anxiety and stress caused by uhh... shall we call it FREEDOM? Perhaps the greatest words I found recently are by G. Hardin - Natural Selection Favors the Forces of Psychological denial. Boom. Read that guy instead. that does explain a lot, doesn't it?

Once in a while I hear a POP in my head. Possibly from the Disulfiram that Mom puts in my food... without telling me. My heart beats real fast and I cannot consume all of the booze that I intend to for a couple of days. If I die from an Aneurysm or something... This is probably why. It's not the alcohol. Tell the truth, for fuck's sake. Don't fuck with my booze, Please.

oh Lord. Well what do you want me to say? Yes, I suppose I've become one of these people who get to contemplate the end of the world on a daily basis. I hope you find other qualified applicants. Yes, I think the USA is a threat to global security. Not because they're evil or powerful... but mostly because they're stupid. I've spent a few years researching us Transit systems because they make real good delivery mechanisms for biological weapons. Just keep doing what you're doing... and we will do our thing too. Is it a good idea to incentivize your women into prostitution (Kathleen parker). No I don't think so. so you see there are these red lines. And I don't know who the fuck knows what they really are. Do I want to be here? Fuck no. I think I would be much safer in Russia. They don't do this stupid shit. I had a girlfriend in Russia. It was nice. that's the truth. Science fiction? Well I don't know. If you take me seriously perhaps some FBI can show up here tomorrow and send me back to Moscow. Why not?

they are making this complicated just to make me more confused.

I check my voicemail once a week. If it's important, they'll come find me.

Established early on in life, and still is perhaps my favorite 'intuition pump' is the life of Emily Dickinson. I viewed a short biography recently where an expert, quite frankly states that she really didn't do a whole lot with her time. SHE DIDNT DO ANYTHING. She didn't even get that many poems published while she lived. I guess her parents were well off, but remember, this is the middle of the 19th century, people. So, remember, don't work too hard. and if you do, charge them a whole lotta money. Remember I have an 90 foot motor Yacht on my vision board?

of course I pray. I pray every fucking day. Sometimes, the answer's no. I pray that I get more pussy. I've met Homos that got more pussy in college than me. WTF God? WTF??! Dead people got their Stimulus checks and I didn't get shit. God, what the fuck are you doing?

What all these RETARDS crying to have their 'privacy' back really want is called PEACE OF MIND. and that's between you and God.

fluoridation: Communist plot for dental health to get your ass nice and fat on Chinese and Indian before I go in and Slaughter it. hehe. Possibly not a joke... (Dd, 2011)

I been to college, u know? and what do I know? I know how to make blogs, drink beer, and pee on sidewalks.

Although I've been told I'm an ALCOHOLIC, which means I cannot stop drinking, I've also discovered, over years of experience, that if I have no money, or car, and it's cold in the winter, most days I am not terribly excited to run out and steal beers from the Rite Aid. Think for yourself.

the Hoover institution is Blocking my Youtube comments and spreading propaganda. Uh. Ya. No better than China. I mean, seriously.

someone is going to pay so much money for that to make their babies

During World War II, rationing in Russia had made vinyl prohibitively expensive, and cheap X-ray film became the bootleg music industry’s substitute. After purchasing a used X-ray plate for a ruble or two from a medical facility, music lovers could cut the plate into a disk with scissors or a knife before having it etched with their favorite tunes. Students studying engineering, I was told, particularly excelled in this bootlegging process. But even a thawed Khrushchev regime had its standards to uphold, and in 1959 the government began a crackdown on this illicit music market. One government tactic was to flood record shops with unplayable records, many intended to damage record players. Some of these records included threatening vocals placed in the middle of a recording, which screamed at the unsuspecting listener, “You like rock and roll? Fuck you, anti-Soviet slime!” Eventually the use of bone records declined as replacement technologies, such as magnetic reel-to-reel tape, took over. But until then, bone-record makers were hunted down and sent to the Gulags. Particularly offensive to the Soviet government were bootleggers who reproduced American jazz records, music Stalin had declared a “threat to civilization.” Despite

But then “Siberia,” historically, has been less a geographical designation than a state of mind, a looming threat—the frozen hell on earth to which czarist and Communist Russias sent their political undesirables. By this definition, Siberia is not so much a place as it is a hardship to endure, and perhaps that’s what Vladimir means when he says that we are in Siberia.

Wunderkammer or “wonder room”—what the English would call a cabinet of curiosities.

Heiss Island, an island in the northern archipelago of Franz Josef Land, which was over 1,200 miles away from where the hikers had set up camp.

the 1962 Novocherkassk massacre in which Soviet troops with machine guns mowed down a group of factory protesters—

look at the damaged tarpaulin. After examining the threads along the mysterious cut, she confirms what investigators have already concluded: It is a deliberate slash made with a knife. The tailor hesitates to speculate beyond that, but for investigators, the meaning is clear. The hikers themselves

the more you know the less you want to do

if you are always drinking, you should probably never drive

motives are like little flies flying around in my room. I believe I've killed most of them

One government tactic was to flood record shops with unplayable records, many intended to damage record players. Some of these records included threatening vocals placed in the middle of a recording, which screamed at the unsuspecting listener, “You like rock and roll? Fuck you, anti-Soviet slime!

Sometimes I get the feeling that the world is trying to punish me for fucking me up

Intersectionality? I’m not sure but I think I have it.

We had an interesting conversation with one of my Accenture managers toward the end of my tenure there. Something about sandcastles. Well, thank God, he got my point. It’s not a REAL job. You don’t NEED to update your stupid Oracle every 3 years. It shouldn’t be so fucking hard. It’s just debits and credits, isn’t it? What we need to do is find out which jobs in the economy are ACTUALLY essential (bartenders, for instance), pay those people a good wage, and give UBI to everyone else so they can go to the fucking bar. Simple.

Why would anyone blame any election results on “Russia” my first thought was, hey, did they rig the voting machines somehow? No…. Are you having problems with Basic Maths? Apparently what ACTUALLY happened was they ran some ads on FB or something, and THAT swayed the vote. Oh, wow. So, what you’re ACTUALLY saying is you do not trust your eligible voters to draw conclusions from an abundance of information available in a free society. Is that it? Well you’re fucking stupid. Stop bitching, bitch.

I mean, I just got to a point, where I was unbelievably exhausted. And I didn't really know why. They kept telling me America. such a nice place. So wonderful. Opportunities! But I get to this place where I'm 22. I'm an alcoholic. I got through fucking college. I got a fucking job. This girl says she likes me. but she's fooling around with some married guy I think. SO PEOPLE DONT FIND OUT. that's her logic. 2 Masters degrees. And I just cant fucking do this shit anymore. I'm not doing shit. Really. Until A. things start making sense. or B. they send me back to Russia. just say I'm a spy. I want a book deal. or C. I get to 65 and I can begin to drink continuously again. That's it. period. end of story. I did have one nice year there where I got to do drugs and smash random pussy. in Philadelphia. Yep. Thank you, Accenture. Much love.

Everyone wants wants a little more than they deserve.

Everyone wants a little more than they deserve.

Even when I get out of my own way, I'm still not getting anywhere. I've spent my life waiting for marshmallows and they didn't give me any.

and me? Well. you know. my father happens to be a mentally handicapped homosexual who ran away from Russia in 98. But nothing happens in God's world by mistake. History teaches us, the United States does not go to war with countries that have any weapons of mass destruction. So my job here, while I am here, is to start fucking American women in the Ass, when the American military (bunch of cowards) decides to invade some little Arab or south american country. Just to make these dumb shits feel some pain, you know? That's what we've been doing the past 10 years. That's my job. I want to go home, Russia. But these retarded Americans just can't figure it out. so we keep fucking them in the ass. As much as possible. until they stop fucking up little countries that are just trying to get their shit together. Fuck off, America. this Freedom shit isn't working out, you know? it's not working out. I didn't even get any pussy in college.

Yuri Doroshenko, Lyuda Dubinina, Igor Dyatlov, Semyon Zolotaryov, Zinaida Kolmogorova, Alexander Kolevatov, Yuri Krivonischenko, Rustem Slobodin, Nikolai Thibeaux-Brignolles

and the Real point... I am trying to make here. besides I HATE THIS SHITHOLE AND I WANT TO GO BACK TO RUSSIA is.... I was influenced. I was influenced by some real, true, pieces of shit. their names include Gregg Hartsuff (piece of shit coach), Greg Yezersky (uncle), my little piece of shit daddy, Jim Smith (Labor department), and Dick M. (anonymous piece of shit sponsor.) there. that's about right. So start to work on yourselves. Your Moral Stature. I think that's what they call it. I want you to talk about how you feel. how does it FEEL? to represent USA. A shithole country. your idiot, pussy bitch military is chasing Arabs somewhere. while drunk Russians keep fucking your women in the ass. just for fun. how does that feel, you silly (n word)? I use the word N. to refer to white people I dislike and disrespect, a lot. see, I worked a lot. a whole lot. because my idiot parents dragged me to this shithole. SHITHOLE. but I don't want to be in this shithole. can you do something, please, to maybe send me back to Russia? Russia is a nice place. Samara is a beautiful city. come on, Gregg. I remember. You were fucking with me because my GPA was like a 3.1. not a 3.2. right. RIGHT? let's be real precise about shit. let's be REAL thorough and precise. well we won a LOTTERY apparently. To come here. WHERE IS MY FUCKING MONEY? You stupid piece of shit.

I don't think you understand. I didn't get any pussy in college. Really. I didn't get ANY pussy in college. none. work? Doing stuff? What the fuck is wrong with you? I really didn't get any pussy in college. None.

[in response to the idiotic Mike Brady Ted talk] OF COURSE immigrants are unemployable!!! Didn't they tell you? We win LOTTERIES! to come to this shithole.

When I was a little boy my daddy told me to sell pots and pans. He said it's good stuff. Makes you LIVE LONGER. By the time I was 22 I really didn't want to live very long at all....

maxim of Sherlock Holmes: “When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.

People keep asking me about why I am not in Russia. I am sorry. I am just as upset as you are. And the only clear, and quick, and honest answer I can come up with is that my father is a Retarded homosexual. That's it. it's not my fault.